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 Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 12:23 pm
This is the Albero HQ that is underground with 20 floors. There are different types of rooms for each guardian and this is where they will usually sleep, eat and train... (Poop too :3 )
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 7:40 pm
As Seiro woke from his good night’s rest, he rubbed his eyes to get the gunk out of them. Blinking a few times, he sat up in bed and stretched, yawning loudly as he did. Looking around his rather bare room, he noticed his desk that was covered in medical reports. Climbing out of bed, he crossed his way over to his personal full bathroom and turned on the sink. Splashing some cold water onto his face, Seiro looked in the mirror at his reflection. While certainly attractive in some circles, Seiro wasn’t what you would call ’Prince Charming’. With a strong face of a slightly darker complexion then most Korean’s, Seiro was at most considered ‘ruggedly handsome’. Walking from the sink to the shower, He turned the knobs till jets of warm water shot from the overhead nozzle. As he let the water warm up a little, Seiro proceeded to begin his morning routine by brushing his teeth and shaving.
After his shower was finished, Seiro put on a fresh pair of Khaki dress pants and a white dress shirt with a Gold Tuscany patterned tie. Sitting down at his desk, he went through some of the files he was reading last night, in order to get better acquainted with the member’s medical history. Finishing up reading the file on the Albero family’s boss, Yokai Hasamoto, Seiro decided that he’d like to get some fresh air and left the compound at a brisk jog, heading towards the Olympic Park.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 3:58 pm
As he descended into what was now his home and current workplace, Seiro considered taking a break and watching the television. He quickly squashed that thought, though, as he passed by one of the many designated training arenas within the Albero family headquarters. Doubling back, he entered the room and glanced about. Seeing that no one was there, he crossed to the ring in the center before leaping into it.
Landing gently, Seiro rolled his shoulders a bit before stretching his legs out. Sitting down on his knees, Seiro started performing the Wai Kru. To my brother, I wish you safe journey through the afterlife. To my mother I thank you for your patience in dealing with My siblings and I. To my dear sister, I am glad that you have recovered and I wish you good health in the future. Thank you my father for your training, without of which, I wouldn’t be where I was today. Finishing his prayer, Seiro continued the ritual session with the Ram Muay. As he maneuvered his way around the ring, he could feel his muscles loosening up and his movements began to flow more smoothly.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 6:58 pm
His muscles relaxed, Seiro settled into his stance. His feet shoulder width apart with one behind and to the side of the other, heels off the ground. His hands were raised eye level, his shoulders rolled forwards and with his chin down, made the generally happy and excited Seiro appear intimidating. Abruptly he sprang forward, his lead foot stepping forward as the rear one pushed off. Seiro’s lead hand flashed out his shoulder rolling to protect his chin. Swiftly pivoting his right foot, dipping his knee slightly in the process, Seiro followed his jab with a powerful cross. His imaginary opponent rocked back his arms instinctively rising to protect his face, leaving his ribs wide open to attack. Stepping at an angle past his opponent , Seiro rolled his right arm twisting it as it went to the middle of his back, his left covering his face as his leg sailed into his attacker’s ribs. After he spun back into stance, Seiro captured his opponent in the plum position and began pummeling his opponent’s already cracked ribs with deadly knee strikes. Torquing his enemy’s head to his left, stepping back as he did so, he spun his opponent around and pushed him away using his forearms.
The fight was taking too long for Seiro, so he decided to finish it. His foe was off-balance, severely injured and more than likely disoriented. The perfect opportunity had presented itself to him. Closing the distance towards his opponent, Seiro swiftly pumped his legs and launched himself off the ground. The knee of the leg that had pushed him off the ground, shot forward smashing into his disoriented foe’s face. Landing from his flying knee strike, Seiro bowed to his imaginary sparring partner. Leaping out of the ring, Seiro crossed towards the exit of the training room.
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 8:10 am
As Hiro finally made his way to one of the entrances, he sighed. Twenty floors was way too much. As he slowly walked down the hall that led to the elevator, he was thinking he might get some training done. It seemed odd to him that he didn't even know how to make the flames emit from his storm ring. Once he got in the elevator he pressed the small red button that led to the Storm Guardians training room. He only had one box, but he did not even know what was in the box. Once he arrived at the Training room, he sat down on the floor. *...The key to emitting your dying will flames is to turn your resolve into it.... What does that even mean?* He had been thinking that for several days. He had several things on his mind while thinking about this thing, it was all so confusing.... How did people actually do this with ease? He saw others doing it but he simply could not. He hated the fact that he was the underdog of the Albero family. He needed to get stronger if he wanted to be noticed by the boss.
Hiro had finally began to think about Resolve. What he wanted the most was to think that he could be someone important in the family. But for that to happen he would have to find out how to open the first box. "I want to be someone important.... I want to be someone important..." He kept on repeating it but he had no luck. He closed his eyes, *Maybe that is too much of a selfish thing.... I want to protect my family, even if it kills me.* The red flames began to emit from his ring. It wasn't a strong flame, but it would get better within time. He pressed the key into the hole in the box and a red light burst out from it. Two swords covered in red flames shot out of the box. Hiros eyes widened, but what does it do?... This is seemed to be a question that ran through his head. As he held the twin swords together, they began to form a red ball in the gap between the two swords. The ball shot at the wall and blew a piece out of it. Hiro stood there amazed at what he had just done, "Did I really just do that?"
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Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 10:13 am
Yokai came in the hidden HQ jumping on the couch. He was exhausted and he was well scared. Being in the presence of two very powerful people that could kill him in an instant scared that crap out of him. He needed to train, and also, he needed to train his family.
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Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 9:11 am
Hiro looked at what he had done with the box weapon, "I think I'll call this weapon the Storme Fangs." He said with a grin. He knew that he could do more if he just concentrated hard enough, but he needed someone to train him desperately. And once he mastered how to use this weapon, he would search for a Mechanic and get another box weapon. He clenched the two twin short blades and placed them side by side, he noticed that they fit into one sword but can be broken apart. The swords flame had weakened and it had returned into its box.
"Well, thats no fun....." He looked at the red storm ring, he needed a new one if he wanted to increase the power of the box. He put the Red Box in the holder on his belt. He lit his ring one last time and examined it, "The flame is much to small.... No wonder I can't hold it out for too long."
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