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Master owns this place, and allows for everyone to come here to fight and train with one another.
Master's Dojo
Master owns this place, and allows for everyone to come here to fight and train with one another.
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Lord Saladin Akara [698] Yes, the one and only true original.
Reverent Judgement [664] [quote]The Legendary Paragon[/quote]
Micheal Gaines [280]
Derek Creed [168] http://www.animeleague.net/forums/viewtopic.php?f=25&t=1310&p=24355#p24355
Zerachiel [153] [quote]The loyal, wise, and simplistic guardian of them all. The very first guardian to fall into the arms of their 'Goddess'[/quote]
Bujingai [87]
Hero. [85]
Slick [81] As the moniker implies, he conducts himself with a certain gracefulness. He's tall, with sharp features and a perpetual smirk.
Ayani [81] Mother Nature in her human form. She's susceptible to pain, fear, and love, and can appear in any particular time setting.
Sicarius [69] the Darkest Drow
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Max met his gaze levelly, a corner of his mouth quirking slightly in a smile. "Unfortunately, I don't, Skaarj, but I'm not hiring."
"Not sure if you were aware, but the elections for the Prime Minister are coming up. I'm working with Rhea, who has some pretty grand ideas on how to clean things up around here, in Wing City, and Terra as a whole." Official business out of the way, the man cracked a smirk. "Yeah, blah blah, political crap. I was hoping to get a bit of support, going out to the more physically minded and warrior types in the city. Plans to clean up the mess that's the PD is on one of them. As is increasing civilian..."
A molten eye glanced at Skaarj. "Involvement in helping with keeping the peace. There would be contracts for groups and individuals to help with the reforms, and I know some of those groups are a bit more unorthodox with both methods and styles..."
As he spoke, a hand reached into a pocket, pulling out a fist sized canister. This he offered to Skaarj, the smile growing wider. "And I know this might be a little out of your style, but to get guns out of the equation, might want to try this. It's a variation of a flashbang called an adhesive chaff grenade. Fills an area full of small flakes of a metal based glue, jamming any mechanical weapon after one more bullet."
"Just a suggestion."
"Not sure if you were aware, but the elections for the Prime Minister are coming up. I'm working with Rhea, who has some pretty grand ideas on how to clean things up around here, in Wing City, and Terra as a whole." Official business out of the way, the man cracked a smirk. "Yeah, blah blah, political crap. I was hoping to get a bit of support, going out to the more physically minded and warrior types in the city. Plans to clean up the mess that's the PD is on one of them. As is increasing civilian..."
A molten eye glanced at Skaarj. "Involvement in helping with keeping the peace. There would be contracts for groups and individuals to help with the reforms, and I know some of those groups are a bit more unorthodox with both methods and styles..."
As he spoke, a hand reached into a pocket, pulling out a fist sized canister. This he offered to Skaarj, the smile growing wider. "And I know this might be a little out of your style, but to get guns out of the equation, might want to try this. It's a variation of a flashbang called an adhesive chaff grenade. Fills an area full of small flakes of a metal based glue, jamming any mechanical weapon after one more bullet."
"Just a suggestion."
Skaarj took up the grenade and held it up like a vial between his fingers. "Adhesive chaff? Now that I know what it is, I might be able to make my own." The alien palmed it back to Max. If the mask could smile, it would. "You want a strong arm for your people. I can be a muscle in that strong arm." Skaarj nodded, bracing his fingers and stretching.
"I'll vote for Rhea. This might give me the challenge I've been looking for."
"I'll vote for Rhea. This might give me the challenge I've been looking for."
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The eight year old peeked her head through the door, eyes searching and biting her lip. where is he? She thought. She had been looking for someone here for a long time but couldn't seem to find him. Since she couldn't find him, she looked around at everyone else. They all seemed to be warriors of some kind or another, so she didn't move. She watched to see what the situation was. There wasn't much time for her to be here, nor did she want to cause much of a commotion. Stocke did that
WalterF
The eight year old peeked her head through the door, eyes searching and biting her lip. where is he? She thought. She had been looking for someone here for a long time but couldn't seem to find him. Since she couldn't find him, she looked around at everyone else. They all seemed to be warriors of some kind or another, so she didn't move. She watched to see what the situation was. There wasn't much time for her to be here, nor did she want to cause much of a commotion. Stocke did that
Agnimitra looked around the dojo, her favorite jacket on and a duffle bag on her back, still looking very much like a guy once more. Her pale eyes a bit hard as she put down the bag rolling a shoulder as she winced in pain. She brushed some hair out of her face as she reached into her bag and brought out a bat as she proceeded to beat a training dummy with it, no real plan of attack there just...anger really and it didn't take long for the purple fire to ignite and engulf her left arm. "Ow! Damn it!" she snapped as she shook her arm quickly to extinguish it, and for a brief moment a patch of black skin could be seen on her wrist. "Fucking hell..."
Heavy boots thunked onto the ground as Merrick made his way to the dojo. He had run all over Wing City looking, looking tirelessly, for one girl. It wasn't a sort of romantic, desperate episode of an MV melodrama or anything, but it was a desperate dash.
Turns out, he had been quite the idiot in his panic, as well. This girl was always in the one place where she could beat the living hell out of something.
The boy nearly bashed right into one of the doors, struggling to open it in his hurry. Once he did, he found himself frozen, having found just who he was looking for.
Turns out, he had been quite the idiot in his panic, as well. This girl was always in the one place where she could beat the living hell out of something.
The boy nearly bashed right into one of the doors, struggling to open it in his hurry. Once he did, he found himself frozen, having found just who he was looking for.
Agnimitra felt the head of the training dummy coming off as she smacked it as hard as she could, she heard the door open as her eyes widen spying who it was as she dropped the bat a blush on her face as she froze, was it really Merrick? fuck what should she do? What should she say? She had no clue...how would she explain all this? She had...missed him a lot, if the blush on her face wasn't an indicator.
The training dummies head sped at him, causing her to speak to him for the first time in a long time.
"Duck Merrick!" she cried out snapping out of her trance as she took a few steps to run towards him.
The training dummies head sped at him, causing her to speak to him for the first time in a long time.
"Duck Merrick!" she cried out snapping out of her trance as she took a few steps to run towards him.
Merrick had no time to duck. As he was, Merrick was only a scrawny young boy with no martial skills or good reflexes. The dummy head hit him square in the chest.
For a moment, Merrick was thrown out of the dojo with a startled cry. Then, just as quickly as he had been downed, an explosion of strangely colored flames painted the dojo purple. A much taller, violet-haired man in a white suit appeared at the door, holding the dummy head- which was then thrown at Agni.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!? We've got monsters on our tail and you're trying to kill me!"
For a moment, Merrick was thrown out of the dojo with a startled cry. Then, just as quickly as he had been downed, an explosion of strangely colored flames painted the dojo purple. A much taller, violet-haired man in a white suit appeared at the door, holding the dummy head- which was then thrown at Agni.
"What the hell do you think you're doing!? We've got monsters on our tail and you're trying to kill me!"
Agnimitra flinched as it hit Merrick, "Shit..." she muttered as she heard the startled cry as she ran to the door to help him. "I'm sorry 'bout that!" she said as she saw the purple flames and had to tilt her head up to stare at the other form of Merrick she spied the head being thrown at her, barely dodging it as it hit her shoulder. "OW! Watch it!" she snapped angrily. "Monsters? Again, can't I get a fuckin' break?" she barked as she went back and grabbed her bat before coming back. "And I wasn't trying to kill you, you are the last person I want dead, I was...taking out some anger."
"Angry at what? We've got-" He turned around, looking left and right suspiciously, "-we've got things straight out of some survival horror video game comin' after us! Me, Minke, and her boyfriend got attacked at the apartment! It was like... this pale human creature thing that changed to look like other people. It was naked Minke for a while, it... it was weird. And gross. And I don't wanna see that, but that's not the point! The point is that there's probably gonna be more monsters and I thought you might be targeted because you're affiliated with us and thingsaregoingtoshit!"
Agnimitra frowned, "Angry at...at family issues to put simply, I haven't been attacked by creatures like that. Is Minke okay?" she asked, "Are you okay?" she added as she looked outside, "And do you need a weapon cause I have a knife in my bag, my sword is ta shit though." she explained trying to remain calm. "And I am gonna help you guys out with this, they attacked you well...they are messing with me as well." she offered him as she rolled her right shoulder a bit to get a crick out of it.
"Family issues?" Merrick scratched his head. "Wait, wait, I thought you were an orphan. You're... not?" He drummed his fingers on the doorframe. "Listen! We'll talk about this later! I'm all fired up- I don't need no weapons! But we need to go! Um... somewhere! I dunno where. I haven't seen Mink and the vomit dude since yesterday. I ran to look for you!"
"I said I never knew my mother-" she nods, "No weapon for you then, got it." she comments as she nods slinging her bag over her shoulder as she grabs her bat in case she needed it. "Should we stop by their place and check on them? Just in case? Or would that be a terrible idea?" she asked. "Sorry it took you so long to find me."
"Oh, right." Daddy issues. Got it.
"They're gone and ain't going back as far as I know. We all ran away. They're staying at, uh, the place Minke works out. Slayer organization somethin' another. I was there for a lil'. Also there was a weird scribbling on the walls, which is what we think summoned the creature, so. Yeah. Not going back."
"They're gone and ain't going back as far as I know. We all ran away. They're staying at, uh, the place Minke works out. Slayer organization somethin' another. I was there for a lil'. Also there was a weird scribbling on the walls, which is what we think summoned the creature, so. Yeah. Not going back."
Agnimitra nods, "Shit so summoning words that summoned a skin changer? Well then we know it is being controlled..." she comments to him. "Which means whoever did it knew you or Minke...and that means we have one clue...know anyone good are tracking magic shit?" she asked him. "And when we find this guy or whoever let's kick his ass." she said with a smirk.
"Not words. Just a big circle with an "X" going through the middle. I feel like I've seen it before, but... I really can't imagine where. But yeah, I dunno. We're gonna go. I was thinking the Mink's slayer organization, but, uh... we're not really allowed, and they're a bunch of hardasses over there." He beckoned her over, looking up at the darkening sky. Snowclouds stifled any blue that there had been.
"I guess a church or somethin'. Got any ideas?"
"I guess a church or somethin'. Got any ideas?"
"Sounds like something out of a Slenderman game." she says with a shrug. She walks on over to Merrick as she looks at the clouds briefly, "And knowing me I would piss more than a few of those off which would be bad." she says with a chuckle. "Church works, might be some protection there against summoning and such...if not they have heavy candlesticks that are good for chucking."
Zii had been meditating for at least 7 days, after having dealt with the new abilities she aquired. But as it stood, she was just going over her martial abilities and making sure to stick to the basics. She was ready to do some shadow training, since she had no sparring buddy. So she got up, in her basic blue gi, and her practice short sword. She started to do her basic swings, lunges and parries. Then she went into an elegant show of twirling and dancing about that was incorporating her Whing Chun blocks, strikes and low. She would flip about and land squarely, sweeping low and working around the dojo at an even pace. Zii was in the zone, and was not ready to leave it for some time.
The dojo had been a place Ezrael had visited once before; to kill a man. He reflected on that moment with a small smile, thinking of how easy it had been to do such harm back then. But not now. He wasn't quite sure when the change had happened, but maybe it came with maturity. Murder no longer seemed like an option, more a last resort. Previously he had used it to force peoples emotions, eliminate people he didn't want around and further his own position.
Dismissing such thoughts he brought his eyes towards the training woman, a lone dark eyebrow rising in curiosity as she performed almost like a dancer it seemed. A dancing tiger, but a dancer nonetheless. However impatience got the better of him as he hovered nearer, standing maybe a half-dozen steps away, and cleared his throat.
Dismissing such thoughts he brought his eyes towards the training woman, a lone dark eyebrow rising in curiosity as she performed almost like a dancer it seemed. A dancing tiger, but a dancer nonetheless. However impatience got the better of him as he hovered nearer, standing maybe a half-dozen steps away, and cleared his throat.
Zii was so in the zone, she barely noticed the stranger standing nearby as she pirouetted towards him, swinging her sword in a downwards motion coming from a low strike. She was going to switch into a more enduring style that was less showy and more forceful. She wanted the Chinese Straight sword style to become her elegant attack pattern that displayed strength and power to wards relenting assaults. It was elegant and smooth enough for sharp parries and disarming techniques, but it focused on power lunges, power strikes and cunning heavy blows in areas that wouldn't be possible without the required nimbleness the style requires.
But right before her transition, she was interrupted by a man presence. Right...
"I'm sorry, I almost killed you there. You Like to watch or are you going to get involved so that I can continue?" Zii said sharply, a bit irritated that her zone was cracked and the momentum was broken.
But right before her transition, she was interrupted by a man presence. Right...
"I'm sorry, I almost killed you there. You Like to watch or are you going to get involved so that I can continue?" Zii said sharply, a bit irritated that her zone was cracked and the momentum was broken.
An amused smile had slowly risen onto Ezrael's face as the woman continued, only to come face to her. His smile drooped, as did his eyebrows, unimpressed and staring. "I would be far outmatched," he commented plainly, raising a wrist as if to demonstrate, "My body is ill-suited for raw physical combat, which I'm frankly ashamed of." There was an amused undertone to his voice despite his unimpressed face. With a sign of grace, he bowed one step backwards. "Please, by all means, feel free to continue. I would not expect one of my kind to understand your art."
Zii looked careful at the man for once. Estimating his frame, and looking at his Ki, and Magic reserves. Zii realized a little too late how much truth was in those words. This man didn't seemed to be combat effective. However, that could be for show, everyone knows the element of surprise is one of the better element in the universe.
"Is that so?" Zii raised and eyebrow in return, allowing herself a more relaxed stance, she switch he short sword from her right hand, and into her left. "Would you like to learn then?"
Zii noted the man's attire and thought it would be best if he changed, but mentioned nothing of it until he responded.
"Is that so?" Zii raised and eyebrow in return, allowing herself a more relaxed stance, she switch he short sword from her right hand, and into her left. "Would you like to learn then?"
Zii noted the man's attire and thought it would be best if he changed, but mentioned nothing of it until he responded.
"I would like to grow stronger," he admitted, "Some would even say more powerful. But that is the way of man, is it not? To want for power?" He waved a hand. "Forgive me for rambling. Yes, I would like to learn." He dusted off of his chest and straightened up the best he could. "And I'm willing to put in the months of effort it will take to turn a physically frail body into one solid with muscle."
"Though I should state, I'm more interested in things like punching and kicking than using weapons. Swords and such I'm familiar with. That is, ah, if you would be obliging." After a momentary awkward shuffle he added, "I don't have any money."
"Though I should state, I'm more interested in things like punching and kicking than using weapons. Swords and such I'm familiar with. That is, ah, if you would be obliging." After a momentary awkward shuffle he added, "I don't have any money."
Zii stared, and pondered how much more ridiculous could her life get when a man of such humbling nature comes around on Terra? Not at all she would say.
"Sure. I don't see a reason not to train someone who is willing to put in the work to learn. The question is, are you obliged towards paying me another way outside of money? I propose consistency in you being my training partner. That'll be your payment." Zii stared as the man looked onward with his uncommon manner of speech.
"You will be my partner in training concerning magic. I can see your magics reserves are quite large, and your knowledge more than not, isn't far behind that. So you'll be doing the favor of training with me concerning weapons, and magics. I'll teach you hand-to-hand combat in return. Hows that sound?" Zii asked offhandly as she headed towards the rack of weapons off in the corner that contained the sheath for her borrowed short sword.
She sheathed the sword and took up a a stance in the center of the room, after crossing the distance. She posed with her feet separated, shoulder length, left foot about 6 inches behind her other. She lower herself, bent her knees and put her arms out flat palmed with her right arm further stretched out in front.
"Sure. I don't see a reason not to train someone who is willing to put in the work to learn. The question is, are you obliged towards paying me another way outside of money? I propose consistency in you being my training partner. That'll be your payment." Zii stared as the man looked onward with his uncommon manner of speech.
"You will be my partner in training concerning magic. I can see your magics reserves are quite large, and your knowledge more than not, isn't far behind that. So you'll be doing the favor of training with me concerning weapons, and magics. I'll teach you hand-to-hand combat in return. Hows that sound?" Zii asked offhandly as she headed towards the rack of weapons off in the corner that contained the sheath for her borrowed short sword.
She sheathed the sword and took up a a stance in the center of the room, after crossing the distance. She posed with her feet separated, shoulder length, left foot about 6 inches behind her other. She lower herself, bent her knees and put her arms out flat palmed with her right arm further stretched out in front.
Amusement returned to Ezrael when she mentioned the depth of his magic, a hand raising to lightly scratch at his nose. Mm, he would explain that one when they came to it. "Well, that sounds thoroughly fair to me." He offered his hand out to shake. "Is this going to be one of those 'your training starts now' moments? If it is, I should warn you surprises cause me to have a knee jerk reaction of causing explosions and other violent things to happen."
"Not a fault of anyone else, really, just the lifestyle I chose. Always be on guard and all that." He lacked any semblance of a stance himself, relaxed and neutral. His free hand was rising for the neck of his cape to undo it and hold it in his grip.
"Not a fault of anyone else, really, just the lifestyle I chose. Always be on guard and all that." He lacked any semblance of a stance himself, relaxed and neutral. His free hand was rising for the neck of his cape to undo it and hold it in his grip.
Whatever it is that you think of this being, it will probably be. Also, yes, this is one of those, your training starts now. Because I want to gauge your competency. You say you are proficient with swords yes? Come at me barehanded, as if you were swinging your sword, use your open palms, and try not to have anything explode..."
Zii let go o her stance and jumped up and down to loosened up. She hopped from toe to toe and then waited as the man undressed.
"Also, I get the way lifestyles turn out, no exaggeration, you just need always be ready. So come at me, sense you seemed to be ready. The work out routines and proper learning comes later, just show me what you got."
Zii let go o her stance and jumped up and down to loosened up. She hopped from toe to toe and then waited as the man undressed.
"Also, I get the way lifestyles turn out, no exaggeration, you just need always be ready. So come at me, sense you seemed to be ready. The work out routines and proper learning comes later, just show me what you got."