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 Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 5:58 am
((Here goes something, promise not to beat me too badly, okay?))
Ignacio made his way into the Sparring arena not to long after Jess had made her way into it as well. Ignacio was an older man, 45 years of age or so. His waist long snow white hair was kept neatly tied into an ornate briad that swung in between his large shoulder blades. Ignacio's blood red eyes, which looked odlly reptillian in there appearence, scanned the area and fell upon the form of Jess. He smiled and bowed gently towards her, "I take my dear lady, that you have entered this place for the same reasons as I." he smiled at her, flashing strangely white and sharp teeth framed by a salt and pepper gotee. "What say you my lady, shall we spar?" Ignacio asked as he stood with his hands shoved into the pockets of his loose black pants.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 4:15 pm
*Jess' eyes shifted slightly as then man entered the room. She didn't know what to make of him as he walked towards her, but it was obvious that he too was here to spar. At least now she would have someone to spar with. She turned her head slightly as she nodded before she gave a slight bow towards the man.*
Jess:: Yes, I suppose we are here for the same reason. And you are? If you don't mind me asking.
*Her tainted daggers glistened in the dim light as she held them in hand and awaited his name before they would stray off into the arena.*
(( Very sorry for the late and crumy reply. x3;; ))
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Posted: Mon Jun 19, 2006 6:27 pm
((Eh Don't worry about it, as you can see I've never been the most on time person myself))
Ignacio smiled at the young girl, "My name is Ignacio Cortez, the pleasure is all mine I assure you." He said with a gentle bow of his large frame. "Ladies first.." he smiled his toothy grin at the woman, motioning to the arena, where there battle would shortly commence. "I hope that I can prove a challenge my dear." he smiled once more.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 7:37 pm
Suketsune strides quietly into the Unda arena through a large wooden gate. Instantly His nose picks up the distinct and pleasing scent of water. He stuffs his hands in his pockets and gazes up to the ceiling. The rippling water reflected up on the ceiling and gave off a relaxing shimmering light. The occasional bloop of water could be heard above the ever present rippling of the deep slow flowing pool. If it werent for the blood that had been spilled here (mostly his own) one might think this a very relaxing place, like a big quiet swimming pool. Suke smiles to himself and watches closely on the gate opposite him for Aizoku to enter.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 7:51 pm
The doors on the opposite side of the Unda Arena swings open as she looks around for a moment, recollecting that she was the one that designed this arena, then noticed the wetness of her leather Boot. "Eh!" She mewled slightly, as her large scared wings opened as she slowly hovered over the platform and water, breathing slightly as she frowned.
"I wish I never made this arena... " She muttered, her bright blue eyes looking up to Suke, causing her to smile... just abit, as she fluttered back towards the door, and regained balance on the platform, tail swaying many a times about.
"Suke... it has been a while~" She purred slightly, her eyes narrowing and her head tilting. Her black gloved hand went towards her golden bell collar. She set a hand to her back, as she untied the band holding her most recent weapon in possession; a Naginata called Utsugi-Oni diagonally to her spine. She held onto the grip she made from old gauze, and set down the base to the platform, her voice reverting from prim to quite cautious:
"Please tell me your Guidelines to this Spar..."
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 8:12 pm
Watching Aizoku flutter around in fear of the water caused Suke to smile very wide. It was doing his heart a lot of good to be back with an old friend and one time teacher of his.
"It has been a while Ai. I've missed you." Suke smirks. "Fighting seems an odd way to re-unite, does it not?" He raises and eyebrow and pauses.
"For this match anything goes, pretty much. I would like to ask that we not try and kill eachother though. This should be a friendly spar." Suke nods stiffly and grins, looking Ai directly in the eyes. His eyes were always intense and frightening, though beautiful at the same time. Even after all this time they hadn't lost their look.
A soft cool wind blows through the arena and ruffles Suke's thick bright crimson hair. Suke shifts slightly, appearing much more ready and less relaxed than before. His hand slowly rises upwards towards the hilt of his katana. A shadow behind him is silhouetted (sp) in the rippling dim blue light.
"Are we ready, Aizoku?" He asks her. something in his eye notes here uneasiness around the water and he broadcasts this to her.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 8:26 pm
"It seems when we meet each other again... we always must fight... I pray that this doesn't have to happen on a larger scale... if we were to be on different sides..." She breathed deeply, her eyes closed abit as she relaxed, looking up at Suke, and smiling a bit more, The strange new markings on her eyes, as if Mascara, had teared down her face had moved in sync with her face. Those familiar claw marks on her left cheek were still present though. Her whole look had changed, not quite the ragged and punked look, as it once was... merely a look of elegance.
Though when she looked at Suke's eyes... she could not help but breathe deeply again; 'He must know... I'm none too fond of water... though I cannot allow that to hinder me...'
"I wouldn't Want to kill a Former Student and Good Friend~" She tilted her head, still a smile across dainty glossy lips as she twirls the Naginata into her right hand, the left one loosely holding the weapon as she pointed it towards the water.
"Would you like to start first...? I really wouldn't mind~"
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 8:48 pm
Suke watches her elegantly spin her pole. Her movements were deliberately steady and rather beautiful. In his mind he was impressed by her new looks. It appeared as if they had both grown up some. He himself had grown slightly taller, measuring 6"1'. His body was much sturdier looking. Rather than the thin boyish appearince he always wore he put on a lot of muscle. His face had become longer and very masculine in a handsome way. Now Suke even had a five o'clock shadow going.
"It pleases me to know you would rather se me alive as opposed to dead." He steps forward now clutching the hilt of his sword.
"Though I'm not sure why you would even think we may be thrown against each other in a life or death struggle." Each step closer enhanced the volume of his clacking sandals.
Now at the waters edge Suke eyes here again. Something in his eyes was now much different. They had grown cold and commanding. Suke locks eyes with her now and spreads a slight grin across his face. Suddenly in a flash Suke leaps across three platforms into the middle, still locking eyes with Aizoku. He had begun to conciously emit mental signatures to Ai to lull her into a sense of security using his eyes, a hypnosis technigue. His sheathe clicks as he loosens the blade on his back.
"Tell me Aizoku, what do you see in my eyes?" He asks, smiling. Deep inside of his eyes an energy begins to well up and connect with Aizoku's mind.
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 9:08 pm
She has grown at least an Inch since her last time "with" Suke. At age seventeen was she called his teacher, though now, at age nineteen, it is still her time to learn herself... She wasn't any longer just a half-breed-turned-full-by-unusual-circumstances~
She was becoming Lust personified, the other her slowly taking control and talking to her on full. The other her that was once used mainly to withheld a Master's sick whim...
In other words, Siamese cat and Succubi she was not~
She had another animal in her, which caused her to bloom from a bud to a dangerous Red Rose with Thorns.
Though Her eyes widened, as she stepped back, her wings raised, still curled in a softened ninety-degree angle as she kept her eyes on him. She could not just simply look away...
'This... I've literally seen this attack before...'
'It's because I've used it... Love... '
The amount of "energy" that Suke was using for her... through eyes... It was very surprising... "Y...You've grown up quite abit haven't you...? I see a plan for you to win this Spar... perhaps... She may see herself in a false stoop of tranquility... you could call it... "Hope" if you'd like... " 'Ai' Purred, her right arm shifting towards the front of her body, in return her left to her back, still quite loose on the pole itself, her eyes not on the sudden dim glowing of the blade.
Though her eyes weren't of their former selves... never turning red in anger, but loosing the shine, the soul within them on occasion...
There was not a soul in them at the moment... they were so cold... so... unwelcoming...
"And Tell me... Darling Suke... What do you see in mine...?"
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Posted: Thu Aug 03, 2006 9:24 pm
Suke steps forward again on the floating wooden platform. Though sturdy it rocks slightly with every step (I've always pictured them floating attached to chains).
"In your eyes. . " Suke begins with a sick smile.
"I see years of pain and anger. Some thing inside of you once used to wall out the fierceness of this world and fight back when it became too harsh for you to handle." All this time the lock between their eyes does not waver.
"I also see that you have finally learned to cast away that quiet shell you call Aizoku. . . Hanami!"
With a fierce shriek Suke lunges forward in a flash. The long watery distance between them shrinks instantly in one leap that momentarily sinks the platform he stood upon. It gushes back above the surface and causes all the other platforms to bob about.
Suketsune twists in the air about a foot or so away from Aizoku and spins a full 360 degrees to his left, his blade drawn. With a grunt he follows up his abdomonal slash with a midair axe kick, trying to barrel it down on her shoulder before he lands on the stone edge below him.
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 11:25 am
*falls out of random past them down to the depths of the place* AEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.....(fades away)
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Posted: Tue Nov 07, 2006 6:05 am
*stands in the middle of the arena, practicing Black Magic on the half destroyed support beams surrounding the place, waiting for someone to come, and also training skills*
Type.:Spar
Arena.:Arena1-Mara
Magic/powers.:Yes, in a sort
Weapons.:In a sort, only fists, and if you have them, soul generated weapons.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 2:48 pm
Type.:Fight Arena.:The forest arena(dont remember the name lol) Magic/powers.:yes Weapons.:yes (No guns) My appearance:  ((Please post your appearance, and lets go)) Wolfwing sat in a large green tree. The shadows covered his body and left his glaring red eyes to be seen. He made sure to keep watch for intruders.
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Posted: Sat Mar 24, 2007 7:35 pm
PM me a time and a place. I'll take anyone, anywhere, anything goes.
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Posted: Mon Mar 26, 2007 6:19 am
((*pokes at Lance* I may not be good at RP fighting, but want to get me a chance?))
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