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Post by Arual on Jun 21, 2007 19:31:54 GMT -5
Cecil and his crimson wide eyes, saw Pen and two unknown people who looked like they were arguing with each other to add to the confusion. He had missed a lot of the apparent action involving the battle which had just occurred not too long ago. There was Darishan, along with Duemi and Neko present. He turned his attention to the rest of the scene; observing that there was....SUZUME? Cecil remembered the battle that her cousin along with him and Darishan had in the winter time. Was she staying this time around? He hoped so, since she had done a great deal of service to them that day right before she left the school.
(flashback) ...Her words were in a harsh whisper, "I'll miss you guys!" she thrust the crystal bottle at Cecil, not letting go till she was sure he had it in his grasp. (end)
Cecil looked at the ground for a second trying to settle his thoughts as a flash of the damage Darishan had taken in that fight appeared in his head; every inch in vivid detail. Once he shook his head and his mind cleared the fog within it, the skeletons as well as other beings began to form. The boy drew his weapon into sight. "What in the world is going on here?" he asked a bit confused and even more concerned tone of voice.
((so many things confused me between the colors and all, I just tried to do my best to compromise and make due with this page to guide me into the most recent happenings ^^ sorry if I don't seem to fit in at the moment!!))
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 21, 2007 20:34:44 GMT -5
"Apparently, we are bludgeoning the sense into Suzume and Pendragon, who are both acting like Hell-sent right now. It could be challenging," Darishan stated softly, summarizing the situation with the usual understatement. Cecil was a bit late; very unlike him. He took the time to draw a symbol in the dust with his staff, murmuring and exaggerating a few lines with careful precision. The extra time and large force made it quite easy for him to elaborate on his skeletons with other spells. Again there was that feeling of picking up a large weight and finding it as light as paper. He would have to look into that, though he suspected the necklace.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 22, 2007 3:13:11 GMT -5
Ouwashi looked towards Darishan, "I've come to see more than you'll ever know- so quit acting like you're saving me here." her midnight black eyes narrowed and she spun out of the fight, she then leaned foreward in a breakneck pace as she ran at Darishan, weapon glistening as she heald it. She pulled her weight to the left of Darishan and used the force from that to add to a jump to his right, bringing her right accross his front and she heald her scythe-like weapon so it would tear through his gut.
Makashi was perhaps mere footsteps behind Suzume and his weapon came through the air to block Ouwashi's, he twisted his body airbourne as he did so and in the moment before his weapon clanged against Ouwashi's, Makashi's elbow jammed into her windpipe.
Ouwashi reeled backwards and into an undead knight, she slashed through the air with her scythe's blade and at the soldier with a seething hiss. "Damn summons." She muttered under her breath as she made her way back at Darishan and Makashi. Way she saw it- kill the summoner, kill the summons. Simple as that.
Deveron figured Duemi could handle herself in the battle and so, with his katana in hand he made his way in between Cecil and Ouwashi- it was very likely that a target for attack could change very quickly. "I'm Deveron, It'll be a pleasure fighting side-by-side with you today, I hope." He said with a nod to Cecil as electricity arced from the blade of his katana to the ground. He didn't move, he was guarding now, making sure that Ouwashi wouldn't get over here, keeping the opponent as contained as possible.
Terent wasn't exactly sure WHAT to do at this moment, he looked from Takami, to Akira, to Ouwashi, to Cecil, to Darishan, to Makashi, to Neko, to the bird, to Sion, to Duemi, to Israfel. Wow! everything was getting strange around here! His elven ears twitched slightly and he swirled the Francisca axes in his hands, making his way towards Takami. "Ye be needin' any 'ssistance, friend?" He asked Sion. Terent's feet made little noise accross the ground and a band of what almost looked like liquid fire spanned the chasm in front of him and he ran accross to see if there was any help needed.
Neko's summon looked towards the raven and winced at the light from the weapon in the bird's claws, it's eyes overly sensitive to catch every detail and Neko reeled his vision to the ground, eyes shut tightly as his concentration broke, the creature seemed to move in several different directions at once, eyes flashing to a deep red before returning to green and Neko shook his head as his summon began to circle Takami.
Akira knelt on the ground, a cut lay dangerously positioned accross her neck and a heavy flow of blood spilled forth as she dabbed at it with her finger. She drew up the Ketsuiki with it's glowing blue aura and she stuck the tip of the weapon lightly into her wound as water dripped from it, the same kind of magic that had been shared to Darishan and Cecil back when Suzume was taken away. It was healing water. Unfortunately there was only so much healing water that the weapon could make.
Israfel looked towards Momojiri with a flat expression, "I hope you understand that I DO bathe every day..." he commented about the whole 'smelling funny' deal. He really didn't have all too much offense in being called perverted and he didn't feel like worrying about the other details at the moment. "Why can't we try talking like civilized people? If you haven't noticed- I still havent even drawn my weapons in self defense."
The battle had been continuing in Suzume's mind, or moreso Ouwashi's mind by this point. "Don't be so angry about it, he would have died soon enough." Ouwashi purred, her hand grasped Suzume's hair and pulled her head back, now Ouwashi's blade pressed against Suzume's kneck. "Besides, you'll get to join him soon enough."
Tsubame had shifted back into her human form, a pair of daggers in her hands and she stabbed at Ouwashi who glided out of the way, almost as if she were dancing and Suzume seemed to be forced into the role of a dance partner as she was yanked this way and that. Tsubame made sure not to injure Suzume as she continued her attacks time, after time. Each attempt seemed to fail as if Ouwashi had foresight in time so as to see the future and know her attacks which made things difficult for those fighting her, namely Tsubame.
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Post by Arual on Jun 22, 2007 10:40:24 GMT -5
The boy nodded his head in reply. His eyes flared, though his demeanor was acknowledged the fact that he was fighting his two school mates; his friends. "Challenge?" he called over to Darishan in that cool, collected voice of his that also had a hint of extreme interest. "I cannot believe I was missing out on all the fun! Someone should have told me about this." he added in a sarcastic tone and bringing a small grin to his face. Cecil wasn't trying to get cocky or overconfident, but he never turned down a battle with his friends, or a challenge for that matter. He loved the adrenaline rush he got while fighting! Cecil would definitely enjoy this, but he knew he had to be careful. Every move that he made had to be totally thought out and throughly planned; if not, he could hurt Suzume or Pen. It felt like a lose lose situation to Cecil. Cecil had grown taller and had a new haircut as well. Not quite recognizable at first was the boy, but once he spoke and drew out his weapon there was no doubt about who he was. Hey things change...what can you do? Cecil was lost for a while(mentally). The last couple of days he spent training made him realize that he let his fear get to him to such an extent, that no matter how much he improved, Dali acted as though he had power over him. That stupid older brother of his mattered no more then a grain of sand to the raven haired boy now. His friends do- more then anything in the world. His education as a ninja could be considered a failure because of this. However, maybe he was not just meant to be a ninja like most are; perhaps he was meant to be more then just Cecil Shan: one of the greatest ninja in his village. Or Cecil: the kind with a criminal for an older brother. No he WAS more then what others labled him! And after long, hard days of new training and mastered skills; he was ready to test them out on more then just a stuffed dummy.
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Post by Pendragon on Jun 22, 2007 14:21:47 GMT -5
Takami flicked his blade upwards, removing the head of one of the undead with relative ease. He then swung his sword round behind, taking care of another. It was all... all so dull. Really he was dying for a shot a Ouwashi, the real challenge here. However, he had to resist that urge for the time being.
Sion nodded at Terrent, glad to have more aid. "We need to get The Dagger." He yelled so all could hear, pointing at the Raven.
Once Takami had finished giving himself a little breathing room, he shot a hand out towards the Raven. The Dagger began to pull away from the bird, trying to get back to Takami's hand. As for the tornado of light energy, that rose into the air and formed into a single plume of power. This bolt of energy then fell with speed, straight towards the Raven.
It seemed The Dagger was holding Takami's attention...
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Post by Kim-la on Jun 22, 2007 15:17:25 GMT -5
“Civilized?” Duemi yelped “Coming from the person who only cares about the next place where he can put his dick! No, the notion of acting ‘civilized’ is LONG gone. Besides, you not defending yourself makes my job a lot simple-“ Duemi was about to say ‘simpler’ when she was cut off by none other than that mysterious pearl colored dragon.
She landed, a jet of flame jetting from her mouth, more for dramatic effect than anything. She looked over to Duemi. ”You and I will be talking after this. she said telepathically. With that, she launched herself at Ouwashi, already seeming to know who was supposed to be fought on this battle.
Duemi stared, open mouthed. “Zephyr…?” she said her voice just barely above a whisper. Zephyr was Duemi’s father’s dragon, who was supposed to be dead. This most recent development Duemi decided was the strangest one yet. So she just kinda stood there, open mouthed, a slightly confused expression on her face. Not the best thing when you where at a battle.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 22, 2007 16:06:51 GMT -5
The raven beat it's wings to keep from going towards Takami yet slowly, but surely is was pulled towards Takami and it cawed determinedly. The undead bird struggled angrily untill it was thoroughly dissipated and it reappeared a little bit from where it previously had been and Neko's summon made it's way towards the dagger and took it in it's mouth, having more strength and mass it didn't have as much of a problem. The saurian-like creature growled at Takami before it headed towards Sion, bringing the weapon to him as Neko directed it to. The creature's green eyes flickered back to Takami and then to Sion, a low, crackling noise came from it's throat as it looked around it.
Neko continued to manipulate the undead creature, it really was a waste of energy to have summoned it, he had messed up somewhere with it but it wasn't to be bothered with right now. His feline ears were pressed flat against his skull and his two calico cat tails swayed back and forth as he tried to keep any spells from effecting his summon.
Israfel continued dodging physical attacks from Momojiri and she shook his head as she began to rant though he froze as well when the dragon showed up, "Holy... sh*t..." he muttered as he looked at the dragon, not exactly fond of large creatures like such being around. He pushed a few strands of hair behind his ear as he looked at the dragon, trying to figure out if it had any weaknesses- finding these things out as early as possible was a good idea.
Ouwashi looked toward the Dragon and she jumped backwards and out of the way, hooking the blade of her weapon in such a way as to not slice through the undead soldiers and she thrust them towards the creature, she knew plenty enough about the creatures and she almost fealt like spitting in disgust. They always seemed to put thier loyalty before themselves, honor, all these rules- many dragons had been known to sacrifice themselves for thier human companions. Stupid creatures. Ouwashi laughed slightly, it seemed that Pendragon had a few things in common with a real dragon.
Makashi looked towards Zephyr and nodded, his brown eyes then shifted towards Ouwashi and he jumped into the air, feet slamming down onto the heads of the undead summons and he made his way accross them to Ouwashi who seemed to be running... something was certainly going on... Ouwashi had no reason to run so he stopped short, standing with one foot on one of Darishan's summons, the other foot on another undead.
Ouwashi smirked, so he was figuring this out, eh? She wasn't made of black water all the way through anymore, she had split in two and the second one ran up behind Makashi with weapon drawn and she was ready to simply lopp his head off.
Makashi ducked low and the blade sweeped above his head as he dropped to the ground, slicing several zombies out of his way as to clear room to fight. There was one more question though- if she could split herself twice...
A THIRD Ouwashi dropped down towards Cecil with a wicked smile, even with her abilities divided thrice she'd still be a challenging opponent. Her weapon glistened in the air and Deveron shouted to Cecil, "Incoming!" and he sent a surge of electricity into the weapon and through Ouwashi but it seemed to hold little effect as the attack continued to Cecil. Deveron made his way towards Cecil, since he wasn't actually close enough to aid if Ouwashi had shown up- he was more with everyone else on the thinking there was only one Ouwashi and he was planning more on intercepting. Didn't work
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Post by Arual on Jun 22, 2007 16:22:01 GMT -5
Cecil looked back and heard the electric strike with no succession. "About time someone came over here," he said with an anticipated voice. Though he did, in fact hear the other boy's call. Cecil was happy that he finally got in on the action. Within the blink of an eye, the young boy had mysteriously replaced the dagger in which he became so well known for using and for his skill with the weapon; only to replace it with a long sword. Though it was almost as long as him, the blade itself was much shorter (counting the grip). His stance was strong and steady as he readied himself. That confident yet serious grin was not gone from his face, but in the back of his head he crossed out the attacks he couldn't use due to the electirc's failure. "Well, I guess there's only one thing I can possibly do now..." he thought, "use my new skills."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 22, 2007 16:42:32 GMT -5
The Ouwashi near Cecil brought her weapon down on Cecil's sword and it clanged angrily, she thrust downward and her feet were firmly planted on the ground and she lent it to her side, using the strength of her arm to pull it up ruthlessly, then slashing downwards. She gave him a mocking smile as she took a strong step foreward, her weapon streaked past Cecil as Ouwashi began to circle her opponent. Water droplets began to dissipate into the air and Ouwashi smirked.
Deveron stuck the sword in the way of Ouwashi and Ouwashi was sliced in half and inky black water splattered against the ground, Ouwashi reformed where the water was, "I thought I might have actually needed to worry..." she mumbled and she gripped her sword again, cutting at Cecil and Deveron this time.
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Post by Arual on Jun 22, 2007 17:08:56 GMT -5
"I would not be too sure if I were you," he told her as a slicing of his sword releaving the pressure from the other rang into the air. "you might be surprised as to what someone can do." Cecil jumped up with sword in hand, twisting his body in the air as his slashed his sword from over his hands above the woman. His firey crimson eyes boiled in anger as he landed right in front of her. Cecil landed in a lunge, his one leg extended with the other bent towards his chest. The boy also had the left hand supporting his landing, only to let the other raised up grasping the sword. When someone was messing around with his friends- they were doing it to him just as much. "Screw Dali and his power," he yelled inside his mind, "this is personal."
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jun 22, 2007 18:10:30 GMT -5
Ouwashi heald her sword defensively and she stepped back with her eyes narrowed at Cecil, "Then show me, in case I have misjudged you." Her normally red hair was long and seemed like strands of gray silk that ran down her back, her midnight black eyes stared at Deveron and Cecil, then Darishan. She was barely recognizeable as Suzume to be honest.
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Post by Arual on Jun 22, 2007 18:33:49 GMT -5
(He thanked the Dev. guy with a nod since he was being attacked again and couldn't tell him directly- i would have put it there.... but i forgot so i figured I'd say i did XD)
Cecil straightened himself up and looked at the girl in eyes. He could see her eyeing his friends- possibly one by one. A sudden flash made him realize who it was.....it was one of his dear friends, Suzume. Oh God in Heaven! He did not want to hurt her! But the flip side was that if he didn't, things would only become worse! How Cecil despised a situation of such catch twenty-two's within one day.
(flashback) You do what you think is right no matter what the situation. So what are you trying to say, old man? *sighs* I'm saying that acting on impulse is stupid at times and you have to know what to do as an alternative incase something doesn't work. Never let the enemy see what you're thinking....it'll on rickache back at you. What if I'm against a friend!? If...I ever have one that is. *hangs head* Don't look like that boy! You're good at what you do and you do it very well for one so young! Have some pride in yourself! As far as fighting a friend goes, you do what you need to. It really depends on how bad the situation has become to get a final answer. (end)
"So be it then," he responded with a hand gesture for his ninjutsu. Nothing happened -yet, but these things will at the correct moment.
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Post by Kim-la on Jun 22, 2007 20:14:55 GMT -5
Zephyr growled crossly at Ouwashi. She hadn’t been in a decent battle in years and she was more out a practice than she thought. She turned to look at Duemi, and saw her just standing there, slack jawed and stupid looking. Illusions are so simple minded... She though wistfully. Deciding that Cecil had Ouwashi’s attention she decided to go help simple minded Duemi.
Duemi just stood there dumbfounded at Zephyr’s sudden appearance. She shook her head trying to keep her head in the game, a battle isn’t the place to go all air headed. She was about to continue trying to kill Israfel when she saw Zephyr coming her way, or more Israfel’s way. She side-stepped, looking slightly intimidated. Being charged at by a dragon looked kinda scary actually.
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Jun 22, 2007 21:05:52 GMT -5
(Could we number the Ouwashis lol? I am so confuzzlenuffled. ;D) As any of his undead destroyed or slashed, the bones fell limply to the ground before twitchily reconstructing themselves, more powerful than before. In essence, it was a hydra effective, and Darishan was not surprised that Ouwashi decided to cut to the source. There was the usual denial. Suzume--Ouwashi?--was not likely to be that easily recovered if she was willing to fight her friends. Words would probably only worsen a situation like this, and he was acutely aware of the fact that he was not the best with words in the first place. Maybe someone more passionate, like Cecil or Elliot, would be better suited to call up memories of Suzume's nicer past. He dealt with death, not rebirth. "Just," Darishan started, at least attempting to respond. At that point, a warrior not so long gone, with tatters of flesh still clinging, burst out of the ground and pushed him aside, taking Ouwashi's strike and then falling to nothingness, destroyed. He stumbled back but regained his balance, his staff held out like a shield. "Trying."
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Post by Arual on Jun 23, 2007 12:25:56 GMT -5
((not trying to GM or PP Li Wa. ^^ it's just an attack- if you consider it so, then forgive me and ill fix it when i come home from something I have to do today))
Cecil put a pair of gloves on that had no finger coverings to them a bit before the sword was in his hand. The sound of tightening leather squeaked a bit as Cecil's hand readjusted his grip to become an even stronger one then moments ago. "You alright, Darishan?" he asked his friend who was most likely still behind him. With no ninjutu, orb, or anything else for that matter; Cecil began to radiate a faint yellow-orange glow. As some of the evil dead things started to surround him now that he was a bit closer into where the rest of the people were, the boy swung his sword to the side and the half that were there crumbled to dust without even being close to hitting them physically. Cecil's eyes were shut and a smirk on his face showed he wasn't messing around with those annoying distractions while he faced Ouwashi.
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