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((This is my last post for tonight, got school in about 6 hours haha. But anyways, yes, true enough, I blanked on that and was paying more attention to the abilities my character had. sweatdrop I blame it on...er.....um....THE TIME! That's what my excuse shall be. haha...Gah! I hate sucking! I wonder if my guy would be better if the last class and my training session had been graded... xp ))

Haro felt the blow to his skull, it was harsh andit hurt....and he loved it. When he stopped sliding he stayed motionless for a few seconds, the smacking of his lips could be heard as he tasted his own blood. It was drippingfrom his forehead ever so slightly and he smiled brightly as he stood up. There was blood dripping from his forehead down his face and he had tasted some and his crimson eyeseemed to show a sign of pleasure in the taste. "Well, maybe I will just have to let you hit me more often. I like this you better Megumi...I like it MUCH better." He stated, laughing out loud as his eyes slanted to almost non-existance.

He lept forwards towards this brutal opponent and smiled brightly at him, the taste of his own blood for some reason...excited him. He just stood there and he ran forwards, not caring if he got hit again, his blood-lust was far different from Aichou or Megumi's....his was developed over thousands of years....to become triggered only by his own blood, and it made him lust for battle where he could get more of that taste, it made him oblivious to wounds that hit him, and deat hwas the one thing that made him stop. In the moment those crimson droplets touched his tongue, was the moment his life didn't matter anymore, but it wasn't just a reckless state where he was a complete idiot. Megumi would see that soon enough. He stopped the run suddenly however and he grinnedas he seemed to poke at Megumi, urging him to attack again, he flicked his wrist simply, sending the scythe upwards towards the man's chin, but it was a light attack, just trying to set more ofthe man's blood-lust off.

Dodge: 3 + 15 = 18
Attack: 16 + 4 = 20

((Haha, I decided to wait for one more...it's addicting...and this will probably hit me again *sigh*))

The weapon that he carried had a vicious blow when he attacked and it slammed streight into his midsection with precice accuracty and he couldn't get enough. It felt wonderful to him, this pain, but it was time to get serious, he was against a much stronger opponent, and he was sure he would feel the sting of the attacks far many more times even while he was trying. He licked some blood from his lips, where the fore-head cut was stillbleeding down to and he smiled, the red eye was changing somehow, almost as if it were getting brighter.

He smiled and he licked his lips again. "Well, I do beleive that you are difficult to strike Megumi...but hey...maybe I'll get lucky. But until then....this is still....oh so fun isn't it?" He asked with a grin, he dashed forwards, feinting a feint to the left, and actually going that direction, swinging the scythe to decapitate, a clotheslinestreight at his wind-pipe, it was as strong as he could possibly throw the wooden object towards Megumi with, so he was interested in seeing the results.

Dodge: 3 + 15 = 18
Attack: 20 + 4 = 24

Miyoko was perched in her usual pose, watching everyone else with intent eyes. She'd seen the change in Megumi, and had immediately risen, ignoring both Aichou, how she'd been fallen on, and everything else in between.

The flare of reiatsu, the sudden change in fighting style. Her hand went to her zanpaktou where it rested, and for a brief moment, her eyes closed. She didn't want to strike him down, but this energy was strange. Maybe a binding, to hold him still? That would be a possibility. As her eyes opened again, she turned to Aichou.

"What do you think?"

Keiji smiles as he finally gets the nerve to approach his own partner, and he bows low, gifting her with one of his friendly, warm smiles. He adjusts his glasses, and tips his head with that smile remaining on his face..he's friendly enough..

"I am Mousetsu Keiji. It is a pleasure to meet you, my lady. Please, let me know when we may begin..and I will endeavor to perform up to your expectations."

All Keiji did was keep smiling that same smile, and he lifts his khopesh in one hand. He's left handed, which is different. He holds the weapon in his left hand..you don't see too many left handed fighters. He muses for a moment, and shifts his body into the fighting posture he normally adopts..his weapon across his chest, his body shifted to the side somewhat..and he takes a breath.

This will be interesting. One of the five stars is here..what kind of power did she have? Well, it wouldn't be much at this level, but as time went on..what would her gift prove to be?

Karite wasnt waiting for anything. He smiled at Takara and knew this would be a battle he would love. He was not strong in senseing energy levels yet but somthing about Takara screamed partner to him. Someon he could trust, almost like someone from his past. "Takara before we start, I would like to say this battle will be a honor." With this Karite ran forth spinning his body to the right to bring the blade around to the left side of her body.

4+7=11

Rikou shrugged as he began to roll away from the attack, "Not at all, I actually find conversation makes fighting more tolerable." He rolled out of the way just before the bokken made contact with his torso. Almost got me that time, well i almost have his style down. But i should be more carefull.

He backed off once again but now he kept his blade angled slightly foreward to prevent any more charges. Lets see how this works out.

(Doge 14 + 20 = 34)

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