`Chii-chan!
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"I'm not here for revenge, I am simply here for my honor."
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Post by `Chii-chan! on Dec 1, 2008 18:33:10 GMT -5
"Chi, Sui, Fu, Ka. Chi, Sui, Fu, Ka."
There weren't many sounds around the area, but one was clear as day. Chanting. If you stopped, listening closely as the wind brought the words through the trees, you could make out some form of mantra. The tone was calm, a pacifist one at best. Whomever was chanting seemed to be in a state of relaxation, no stress nor worry hidden under the words; no hidden agenda found in the way they were uttered.
"Chi, Sui, Fu, Ka. Chi, Sui, Fu, Ka."
A young woman, seventeen at most, sat close the trees as they swayed with the afternoon breeze. The slight fog or eerie sounds, along with the clear sudden, barbaric, shrieking heard from the nearby boats had not fazed her outside appearance. On the inside, within the confines of her mind, she was racked with worry. Ilyana had not expected a welcome wagon. Yet she thought that such place, with a reputation to uphold, would at the very least send someone.
She stopped her chant, breathed in and released her stress. Dark eyes opened, staring forward intently before moving about, with a slight turn of the head here and there. Dark locks flew onto the girl's face, before a red ribbon was undone. The longer locks traveled downward, some reaching the floor as they graced the young woman's back. The wind caused them to shift slightly before they were gathered up into a long ponytail once more.
"Chi, Sui, Fu, Ka. Chi, Sui, Fu, Ka."
((Sorry its so short. >< I was just writing for english class and meeeehhhh....))
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 1, 2008 19:34:43 GMT -5
A rather short being was seated on the wooden plankings of the Ghost Shipyard, his hair was a seafoamy green hue that seemed to reflect the light like strands of silver. His eyes were a vibrant purple and they looked towards the young woman with half interest. Covering the lower half of his face to hide whatever expression might be playing across his lips. He wore a a black vest, silver threads making a simple design in the fabric and over the top portion of his torso was dark red. The most significant thing though were the markings that were engraved into his skin, a light blue green color, "Elyana?" He asked, his voice was laden heavily with an accent that couldn't be identified due to the small amount of words he'd said, but the accent made him noticeably mispronounce Ilyana's name.
A small creature crawled down the side of the elf's face, travelling over his neck till it found a comfortable perch on his shoulder, it's eyes bright blue as it looked towards Ilyana, "Mraaaaarkekekekekekyuuuuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..." It croaked, it's tongue licking it's eyeball. Upon examination it could be seen to be a gecko, a pair of dragonfly-like wings sprouted out of it's back. The elf didn't seem to notice this strange creature perched on his shoulder.
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`Chii-chan!
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"I'm not here for revenge, I am simply here for my honor."
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Post by `Chii-chan! on Dec 3, 2008 16:44:48 GMT -5
"Chi-"
Black eyes, which had closed momentarily, opened and narrowed. Two short swords were drawn and held out, as a lithe body twisted and shifted into an offensive position. There was definitely an appearance of distrust and a small amount of annoyance, which faded at the sight of the other being and the.. peculiar creature on its shoulder. The black eyes, now allowing a glint of surprise along with the help of an arched eyebrow, showed the reality of Ilyana being taken aback.
Her swords were placed back in their sheaths, and she moved once more; this time it was in a bow. The bow on her head loosened slightly, and fell off with a sudden burst of wind. The girl caught in and tied it around her right hand, letting her hair flow freely. She stood still, trying to be as polite as possible while still having an air of caution.
You never knew what to expect in these situations after all.
"Yes. I am Ilyana, pleased to meet you." No smile graced her lips, although no scowl besmirched it. Yet, you could see her trying not to have a judgmental expression. This new person was quite....
Interesting.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 3, 2008 20:22:19 GMT -5
Terent nodded, standing up and slipping something into his leather bag, what it was seemed to be a mystery so of course it would raise questions later. "Please'd tah mee' ye, as well." He stood and now it was noticeable that he was a rather short elf, couldn't have been taller than five feet- absolutely had to be shorter. He looked up at Ilyana, he had a confident stance which was the best you could get to telling what his expression was. He held a hand out for Ilyana to shake, it was weird, because this elf obviously had some kind of extreme level of power but he was so... tiny. It was kind of funny, actually.
It could be noticed that strapped to his waist were three small axes, presumably for throwing, two were older and one was obviously brand new and of better make than the others- highly polished and with a finer crafted blade and handle. It must have been special. His violet eyes seemed relatively happy, a mood to suit his accent that was now obviously of Scots-Irish descent.
The unusual creature on his shoulder croaked once more, looking at Ilyana with a curious look about it before it took flight, buzzing patiently over to Ilyana, his eyes looking about to gather more information on the stranger. "Mukekirmerkirmm.." he announced in the same grackly tone as before, inspecting Ilyana before landing perfectly upon her head. Sure, some people might have issues with an unusual lizard creature landing atop their head but it could be assumed that Ilyana was more reasonable than that.
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`Chii-chan!
New Student
"I'm not here for revenge, I am simply here for my honor."
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Post by `Chii-chan! on Dec 4, 2008 17:21:26 GMT -5
Heavy accent, short stature, odd looks and odder clothing. For some reason, the lass was beginning to like this person. People who came off as common or ordinary were not even on her radar, they simply became part of the background. Why? Well, simply because it was exactly what they were, common. Simple, no exotic traits. Nothing made them standout. This lad... He'd stand out at a cult gathering.
She shook his hand, then let hers rest on her right hip.
Ilyana opened her mouth to speak, but closed it as she watched the strange creature flurry and move about. It was rather.... cute. Her dark eyes followed as much as her current position allowed, before she felt a sudden weight on her head. The creature seemed to have taken its time examining, then resting on her.
"Ah... Little being... Why are you on my head?" She addressed the creature, not the person it had originally hung around on. Obviously, this... thing was smarter than it looked. Perhaps she could come to understand it?
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 4, 2008 18:26:39 GMT -5
"Smi'y doesn' talk tah mos'" The elf said looking up still but focusing on the little creature "Bu' 'e jus' wan's tah ge' tah know ye a bi' be'er." Terent obviously didn't think the act of the little gecko dragon landing on people's heads was such a big deal. If you thought about it, the creature had crawled out of Terent's hair so it was likely that it was a thing that was used to dwelling atop people's heads. "When 'e does 'e'll talk t'ye more." Terent seemed rather relaxed during the particular situation, "Bu' enough abou' th'guy. We 'ave places t'go." He started off now, walking accross the wooden planking, his feet barely making a noise, probably because he was so small and he didn't put much stress on the wood from his walking over it. He was already starting to dissapear into the mist that shrouded the Ghost Shipyards, he certainly was an eccentric fellow.
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`Chii-chan!
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"I'm not here for revenge, I am simply here for my honor."
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Post by `Chii-chan! on Dec 5, 2008 14:58:26 GMT -5
Dark eyes became fixated on the little creature before turning back to the shorter being. There was a small smile upon her face, which washed away after a moment. hips as she listening to the others words. It seemed the creature was sociable. The girl didn't really like pets, but enjoyed the company of small animals on her travels. Besides, you can't get angry at every squirrel or bird trying to get into your sack full of food.
Speaking of those, she needed to find her luggage. Upon watching he Terent move, she quickly headed to a nearby tree, grabbing a medium sized bag and turning back; she followed the elf as she placed the bag over her shoulder. It was simply a couple of sets of clothes, a pair of walking shoes and a set for polishing swords.
The mist was thick and the floorboards creaked as the lass stepped on, yet she walked and tried to listen to Terent's steps. She felt blind as she continued to walk forward.
"If I may, where are we heading exactly?"
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 5, 2008 19:03:19 GMT -5
Terent paused, turning back to be atleast withing sight of Ilyana, "Th'Cademy." He said simply, "I though' ye knew." He seemed a bit confused that Ilyana would deem it important to ask. He tilted his head to the side slightly as he contemplated the idea of Ilyana not knowing about TMA, it seemed rather rediculous but it was worth asking, "Ye did know, didn' ye?" He asked, a worried expression melding into his current one.
Smitty got back to his buzzing about, slipping into Terent's hair and dissapearing into the seafoamy green, burrowing in where he wouldn't be seen. Terent didn't even blink an eye as the creature hid in his hair, apparently all of this was rather normal around here.
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`Chii-chan!
New Student
"I'm not here for revenge, I am simply here for my honor."
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Post by `Chii-chan! on Dec 7, 2008 12:05:06 GMT -5
"I am aware of where we are going. I'm sorry, I'll have to change my question completely, perhaps I wasn't really thinking straight."
Ilyana stopped, the sword on her right drawn but not held forward, as was the usual offensive stance with this particular weapon; she was merely holding it to calm her nerves, as she felt watched and followed. Her left hand lingered at her side, while her right hand held the short sword steadily.
As she moved forward, being able to see the outline of the other better, she cringed at the sound of the wooden planks under her feet. Perhaps the place should have considered fixing the problem with the fog or at least the rather shaky bridge...port... Whatever it was.
"Is this safe, sir?" The 'sir' came out naturally, as she sensed that Terent was a much more powerful being than she. Still, even if he wasn't she would address him that way. He did seem slightly older.
Her bag shook slightly with her movements, now tethered behind her.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 7, 2008 12:37:00 GMT -5
"Sir?" He paused looking back at Ilyana, "No' sir, actually. Sir is a formal ti'le for a formal person." He noted to her, "I'd like t'thankye if ye'd call me Teren' instead." There was an obvious inflection to say that there was a T at the end of his name, it was just that his accent disallowed him from saying it correctly. Terent had been called 'sir' for a great portion of his life and quite frankly he never did like having a title, it struck him as one of the most dreadfully boring things to go through life with, when you were called by a title you were separate and camaraderie was so much harder to achieve with anyone. And the fact of the matter was that they were being followed, a being hidden in the fog, walking silently and listening closely in order to follow the two by means of all the noise they were making. His intent was unknown but of course we could assume it would all be fine since Terent would never let any harm come over his student, right? Right?
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`Chii-chan!
New Student
"I'm not here for revenge, I am simply here for my honor."
Posts: 12
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Post by `Chii-chan! on Dec 7, 2008 13:19:47 GMT -5
Ilyana frowned slightly, not at the fact that the other didn't like to be called sir, but because he didn't really answer her question. Perhaps it was a rather naive thing to ask, given the current place they were in. The grip on the thin sword tighten as dark eyes tried to read an expression on the individual, whose face and detailed appearance was marred by the fog.
The young girl opened her mouth to speak but quickly shut it, turning and drawing her second sword. All doubts and nerves were gone, focus and determination, with an edge of wariness, replacing them. The seventeen year old was crouching slightly, her left sword held in front, while the right sword was held by; its position was reminiscent of a short blade. It was odd really, since one would expect the position to be uncomfortable for fighting.
At moments it was, but usually it helped with her quick-attack style. It was all about being faster and reacting faster. Full Power control, was still out of her grasp.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 7, 2008 13:46:42 GMT -5
Terent didn't seem to sense anything wrong at all, he just kept walking pleasantly, "Somethin' tha ma'er?" he asked, turning around to check on Ilyana, a spear of orange light shot out of the fog, barely skimming past Ilyana and the spark surged towards the teacher. "Einin!" he shouted angrily, a swirl of purple fizzled to life as Terent stepped partially out of the way and the purple absorbed most of the orange magic.
A growl could be heard through the fog and whatever it was that was growling circled the two just out of view, it was a fast creature whatever it was and it's unrelenting growl was frightening to say the least.
The fog grew steadily thicker and Terent withdrew his axes, "Elyana, ye rea'y?" he asked, making sure that his newest student would be prepared for a fight, though fights with Einin never seemed to last all too long. The fight wasn't something to be too worried about, a fight was a fight, the most worrisome thing was their opponent who's magic was something Terent didn't even try to diffuse an attack from, this Einin fella must have been one hella powerful guy.
(neem.)
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`Chii-chan!
New Student
"I'm not here for revenge, I am simply here for my honor."
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Post by `Chii-chan! on Dec 7, 2008 13:56:22 GMT -5
"We're not-"
The girl moved to the side, but the supposed attack wasn't aimed at her anyhow. She landed on her feet and stood in a fighting position, slightly turned to check on Terent. Her eyes widened slightly as the orange blast of energy, or magic perhaps, and flew at the shorter being. It was lost to a swirl of dark shaded magic, purple perhaps?
Ilyana did not have time to think as she turned back to whatever was growling, shrouded by the blanket of fog. Her left sword as sheathed once more as she held her right sword forward; as though pointing where she as sure the creature was.
She didn't answer Terent's question as she ran forward and jumped, reckless as always, moving her weapon in a manner that was odd. Well, it was a proper attack, but the way she moved you'd think she was willing the fog to disperse.
It didn't. You can't control nature.
(^^' meep?)
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Dec 7, 2008 14:42:08 GMT -5
There was a yelp as Ilyana's blade met flesh, a large gash ran along the side of the creature who was covered in black and white fur, it's eyes looked up at Ilyana pitifully, one eye brown and one blue. It rolled onto it's back, submissively showing her stomach and whining. It was a border collie of all things, Ilyana attacked a poor dog that from the looks of it wasn't planning to attack them at all, and now it had blood seeping out of it's side. Good job.
Terent instead started heading towards the source of the orange magic, "Einin! Show yourself!" He shouted, purple magic sparking on his fingertips ferociously as he gripped the axes, Terent obviously wasn't pleased with the current situation at all. This was almost as bad as that whole ordeal during master class, only of course Smitty wasn't almost dead in this encounter so Terent guessed it could be worse, they were pretty well off in this one.
"Roxy!" Came the shout, of course it would be assumed that it came from the attacker in the fog and he just seemed to appear with his long sword drawn to slice at Ilyana if she didn't get away from the dog in time. He was a tall elf dressed in brown and his eyes orange like his magic. His hair was inky black and tied back in a braid away from his face. He was a swift kind of guy and he was going to kill Ilyana with one fell swipe of the weapon if she didn't move away.
At the sight of Einin the dog's tail wagged slightly though she continued her pained whimpers, looking up with a morose expression, obviously the attack she had sustained hurt very badly.
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`Chii-chan!
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"I'm not here for revenge, I am simply here for my honor."
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Post by `Chii-chan! on Dec 7, 2008 14:51:05 GMT -5
Well, her recklessness had gotten her in another pickle again.
Ilyana's eyes widened as she looked at the injured dog. Injured by her own hand. It wasn't the first time something of the sort had happened, she simply hoped it didn't die because of the wounds. She looked up to see the other, this Einin, and barely moved out of the way of his attack.
She landed on her back, just past Terent, and her sword landed next to her head; it embedded itself in the wood. The weapon seemed to shake slightly, vibrations of the force of its fall and its eventual landing. It held a couple of dark lines upon it, blood of the canine it had so easily bruised. The seventeen year old stood up and pulled the weapon out of the wooden plank, before turning to Einin and Terent's direction.
Her eyes were not narrowed, and her position not defensive nor offensive. She bowed, but did not put away her weapon. The move was a sort of apology, but she wouldn't voice it as she was still wary of the new being.
The dog's whine cut slightly into her heart though...
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