Courtyard (South)

[Scytheress]

Scytheress let out a small sigh when the weight on her tail was removed and slapped the furry apendage on the ground a few times to return feeling to the tip. She rolled over onto her back, tucking her hands behind her head as she returned the dark man's gaze with cool indifference. Her curiosity though increased tenfold with the mention of that name 'Yusake Akimoto'. Oh he was definitely of interest to the Fox and now that this guy mentioned it the two of them did look an awful lot alike.

"Have I or have I not seen him? Hm... Well yes, I have seen him."

A smirk split her lips to let the sun light glint off her fangs. He asked his question and she gave her answer. Had he decided to divulge his name and other such things perhaps he would have gotten a more detailed answer. But if nothing else she was indeed honest with him, even if in the briefest was possible. The tip of her tail began to flick back and forth as that tingly feeling set in, like when part of the body suddenly has the blood flow return after being in a pinched position, and she pulled her right hand out to twirl a finger around a strand of hair absently.  

[Wrath_of_Chryon]

"Yusake? What does this b*****d want with him? wait...does he think he can just...but at least he's decently powerful...FUN..."

Noticing the man's total disregard for his very existence Chryos was suddenly filled with utter contempt for him. He'd make sure now that this dark eyed fellow would have a Hell of a time finding Yusake...heck, if he got the chance, Chryos would have like to see him on the ground whimpering like a small child. He drew in closer to the man now, sending small pips of energy Scy's way as if to tell her that if she needed it, or wanted it at all, he was ready to unleash on this guy. This was the kind of person that Chryos despised to his very core, infact, this very kind of person was that of which enslaved him long ago...

Chry's body suddenly tightened up...his eyes taking on an almost radioactive blue glow. His smile became that of a scowl, and He cracked his knuckles, merely waiting for the dark fellow to make a move...to breathe the wrong way. His energy was hidden once again, but not to stop it...to build it. Slowly it was beginning to flow throughout his entire body, his muscles twitching slightly, and then bulging out. Slowly they returned to the state they were previously in, but, different. Stronger, faster, and for some reason...his entire body held the sudden urge to kill, so strongly in fact that it reminded him, unwillingly, of the way he was, so long ago...  

[Ceron]

He...stared for a few more moments once the answer was given. The folly might have been on him for even bothering, but, he would only close his eyes for a few moments and sigh. "As...amusing as these games are not, I have pressing matters of my own to attend to. Now where is Yusake Akimoto?" he opened his eyes and looked down, looking into her eyes as she gazed back to his. "Where exactly is he? I am not here to waste time." he looked toward her again, standing quite still. He had yet to acknowledge Chryos, once again...not even turning his attention to him. Though, there did seem to be the slight shift in his eyes...his pupils rather. They were dilating in the slightest, as well as his hair beginning to move as if pushed by a subtle, soft wind.  

[Scytheress]

Oh wasn't this lovely, two men getting agitated. Might as well rank that as the number one event around Ria next to female drama. Scytheress felt both their surmounting energies and rolled her eyes, breaking eye-contact with the man and sitting up to rock onto her feet. She stood, raising her bum into the air to stretch her legs before righting her torso. Her head tilted back so she could look up at the dark one, still baring a slight smirk for him.

"Where...hm now that's a good question. One I just might answer if there was any benefit in this for me. Not all my answers come without prices, oh ominous one." She giggled softly and rubbed her tail against the man's shin. "So what do you have to offer?"

Scytheress's attention remained focused on the guy, aware of Chryos and his input to aid her but she knew he wouldn't be needed. As strong as she could tell this man was she was a masochist to the end, let him hit her. She almost wanted to dare him to but she figured he didn't want her fangs lodged in his fist.  

[Wrath_of_Chryon]

With Scy's last comment Chryos began to laugh, softly at first and then becoming loud and mocking. He wanted to play the with man's head a bit, if there was anything other than finding Yusake going on in his head. Why was he obsessed with Yusake anyway? Chry shrugged it off and began to ready himself, he blinked, his eyes going from blue to completely white as it would seem. all that showed were his pupils, and they even glowed blue. his headband began to rustle slightly on his forehead as well, as if something behind it was aching to get out. His laughter subsided and Chryos tensed now, his body was ready for anything...the gates that held back his energy now loose, and ready to spring open if they were needed...

"Oh come on now Scy don't tease the poor guy, just give him what he wants...if he can pay for it... I mean seriously, he does look a little like the guy anyway and I'm sure if anyone can handle a smug guy like this its yusake...well, if he's too afraid of us that is..."

Chryos was openly satirical now, he aimed to mock the man's entire being. The dark man in front of him had tried to completely ignore him till now, if not for the suttle nuanses he was openly making now. Would he strike? Chryos hoped so. His mind was flying at a mile a minute going through scenario after scenario, oh how he ached to fight, to hurt, this man for being so smug and "greater than thou." Quite frankly, it just pissed Chryos off!  

[Ceron]

The man's eyes slowly narrowed at the woman in front of him. His face became a scowl, he was not amused. But...before he could respond to the very idea of what she was suggesting, the man he had all but forgotten about spoke. And no sooner had Chryos finished had he turned his head to him, raising his hand only slightly. "Be silent." that was all he said...and in a rather monotone manner, not unlike a father telling a child the order. "It seems..." he began, turning his head back to Scytheress as he again dismissed the presence of the other. "...that you do not understand the situation, halfling. I am not here to play your games, and I am not here to bargain with you. I offer you your continued existing for this information, and that is all." there wasn't necessarily anger in his voice...it was simply...monotone, as if he was more bored with the waiting then annoyed.  

[Scytheress]

Scytheress almost started laughing in his face at his proposition. 'Continued existence'? What good was that to her when she was already dead? His halfling comment though is what kept her relatively sober, whereas Rem was complacent when faced with insults to her race Scytheress was not. It would only now make her more indignant and less helpful.

"Games? I play no games dearest but if that's what you want I'd be happy to play you for the information. I'll be kind enough to let you choose the competition. So please, do hurry up. I haven't all day you know. Kitsune have very busy schedules."

The Fox took a few steps backaward away from the man and Chryos. Actually though he 'schedule' was non-existent. Scytheress never even went to class, but when you're over 700 years old who needs classes?  

[Wrath_of_Chryon]

With the order from the man Chryos started laughing once more. He was generally enjoying himself now, as the tension was becoming thick enough to cut with a knife. He looked the man over, jutting his chin out and arching an eyebrow, a smirk still on his face. Chry had never been one to take orders, in this life or the last, and kept on talking, merely to further his own enjoyment in mocking this person, and maybe to pull a little feeling from him as well. This guy's personality was getting old quick.

"What do you plan to do if you find him anyway, hes already quite busy if my memory serves correctly, I doubt Yusake would have anytime for one such as yourself pal. You a fan or something? Trying to look like him and all too..."

It was a childish tactic, but blurring one's senses with anger was always an easy way to get information out of them. They always just randomly spout it off before they charge...what a bunch of morons. He took another step closer as Scy went backwards...the smile on his face growing wider all the time.  

[Ceron]

"Kitsune? I would think you were trying to make an idiotic joke if I didn't think you were serious..." he leaned in very slightly, his tone almost a whisper yet still audible to the other. "...but you are no Kitsune, you're nothing...neither dead nor alive. You're just a soul bound to a shell of a body." he stood upright again, looking down at her with a most cold glare. "That's right, I know what you are. And there is one thing you'd do best to remember for once..." he suddenl shifted, his body moved in what seemed like a very slight way. In almost what seemed like a few seconds, he was just slightly close to her. His hand thrust at her, but stopped about five inches away. The air around it, in front of it, distorted as its image seemed to wave very quickly, followed by the mere image of that same palm being thrust toward Scy but never actually reaching her. She would then suddenly feel the force of a blow to her forehead and chest, almost at the same time, only half a second apart.

In that mere flash of a moment she would hear his whisper. "Never underestimate...His...bloodline..." before feeling the blow, an attack almot too quick to see, that would send her body across the courtyard like a ragdoll. In the end, the man's palm would be left extended, his eyes widened, his pupils heavily dilated...or his irises simply turned pitch black as the soft, night like hue resonated over him.  

[Moonduster]

s**t...That was the single thought that ran through the thirteens year old boys mind. Yes, quite a foal word for a boy of his age but he had heard it so many times it was like a common language to him. Thick white strands of hair crowded over his forehead dazzling crimson eyes peering out of the cloak of leafy tree tops. The young boy had been watching the current suitation for several long minutes now. Eyes narrowing upon the rather dark man. There was something about him that didn't set right with Jacob at all. The fact he was looking for Yusake was beginning to slightly worrying him. If this man was looking for Yusake and found his location...his older sister may be caught between whatever may occur between this man and Yusake. There was no chance he was going to let his sister get involve in this. Jacob knew where the two would be today the least he could do is give his sister this information about this strange man before he was able to obtain any information. Perhaps, then they could prevent something from happening. Now all he needed to do was find a way to slip away so that this man wouldn't notice him. Slowly Jacob started his progress down the tree he was hidden in when he came to a sudden stop upon a branch. Eyes widening at the unfamiliar movement the man made that had such an effect in an attack upon the woman. It sent a disturbing chill through his body. s**t...
((isn't like the world is going to end if I spell the bloody name wrong, lady.))  

[Scytheress]

((Sorry Miss but its YUSAKE!))

Scytheress's brow drew together with slight worry. This new acquaintance knew one close-held fact most within the school that had known her for nearly a year were unaware of. But her already brief train of thought was cut short by the sudden offensive and Scythe reeled back from the first two shots, her head falling back from the blow so she nearly fell over.

"Never underestimate...His...bloodline..."

The next attack came expected and the Fox was able to toe the ground enough to flip her back as the turf raced by under her and land crouched only 25 meters away. When Scythe stood there was an obvious change in her demeanor; not sad, happy, or even worried any more but there was a definite look saying she knew now. This bloodline the man spoke of was all too familiar to Scy. She brought her right hand to her forehead and rubbed where a bruise would surely surface.

"His bloodline?... His bloodline? Who exactly do you think you are to even speak of it? I don't remember a policy on accepting half-wits into their service, or is that a new exception created solely to cater to your special needs?"

As much as Scytheress wanted to believe this guy was indeed only a petty servant his attack style alone almost made her Elven side take over by sheer willpwer and run just from the familiarity. Nonetheless, this was gonna be fun.

"Heheh, care to try and get the information out of me again? You're not a very competant interogator either are you? It shows."  

[Wrath_of_Chryon]

As the attack came and went, Chry's face twisted into a smile almost immediately, what contempt he held turning to that of excitement. His eyes were all white except for that of the pupils, which were now nearly burst into blue flame. His breathing slowed, and he began to focus everything on that man. Every part of his being seemed to want to fly forward and attack all out, but he somehow managed to keep a hold on himself, it was Scy's turn after all...

"Damnit, she better not take too long...I'm definetly going to enjoy this one, hahaha... What was that attack though, if he'd have moved I'd have seen it...but it almost seems like complete matter transferrence...I can't do it without an ice gate, and he's opened nothing of the sort...there was no sound, no smell, and only the feintest of energy transferrence...its beautiful...and how I will enjoy fighting it..."

His body was nearly trembling now, only out of excitement though, he held no fear for this man. He was a kid in a candy store, and battling this one would be like eating the best candy bar in stock. But wait...  

[Ceron]

"I fail to see the usefulness in your words." his voice came softly from behind her. Slowly, the image of the man faded from where Scytheress and Chryos were looking. His irises now were slightly dilated, pulsating even. "You banter endlessly, pointless as ever. And yet you forget where my power comes from, as well as my knowledge." he stepped forward once, being right behind her, almost close enough to touch her body. "You forget what I know, that if I must, I will extract your soul..." he clenched his left hand tightly into a fist. A small, blackened wave of energy formed at the sudden clasp of his hand. "...and keep it." his eyes trailed upward slowly, up from her back to the back of her neck, then past her entirely. "What then, halfling? What will it be like for you when you are left as nothing more then a shell-less speck of energy in this vast existance, being able to do nothing...see nothing...exist as but a trapped entity..." and then he saw it, his eyes focused immediately on the boy's.

Whoever it was, there was a sense of worry, urgency, and fear that wasn't simply that of the unknown...but personal feeling. "You!" suddenlyl, the air over the ground a meter in front of Scytheress distorted, then another meter, and another. It made a trail of distorted areas that suddenly burst from the sheer force of something impacting with the ground. It made small craters the width of a basketball and about half a foot deep, rushing toward the tree before the small space where the child was shattered. He would undoubtably fall without that portion of the tree to hold on, fortunately it wasn't a very high drop...because it didn't seem as if there was anyone in the area that cared enough about another life to do anything (Yes, direct pun on you guys XP). Yet, still the man was behind Scytheress, or rather next to her, as he began to move away, his attention toward the boy. Scytheress was, incidentally, forgotten as quickly as Chryos was.  

[Moonduster]

"s**t!!" Jacob yelled seeing the craters coming quickly. This was when he was thankful for being one of Reaper's students. Simply letting go of the tree he curved his body back so that when the ground came rushing to meet him he would meet it in a crouching position before shoving himself in a back jump to further distance himself from the fallen tree and the man coming towards him. There was no way that Jacob was going to be able to simply slip away or run out of this one. The boy stood up his crimson eyes focusing hard upon the man coming towards him. The air surrounding Jacob would begin to become heavy and cold. His breath becomg highly visible in white puffs of thin clouds. The early dew of ice was forming on the grass around his feet. The boy was channeling the magic qualities within him getting ready to defend himself or attack when the time comes. The energy continued to build as he stood his ground firmly. If the man was coming yards close to him he would begin to take a step back for each step the man took towards him. To try to keep the distance between them.  

[Wrath_of_Chryon]

"Another ice user eh? Now I gotta make sure nothin happens to this kid...I'd hate myself forever if I let another icey get beat down...beautiful..."

As the man went after the child Chryos had to act. First off, the kid was a fellow ice mage, and if at all possible, he'd see fit that no harm come to the boy. Secondly, Chryos was itching for a fight anyway, and why did the man in black go after the child so quickly? It puzzled Chryos as much as it alarmed him that he'd attack a child. Suddenly he seemed to vanish from where he stood, moving as a break neck pace as to stop the man from chasing the boy any further.

Reaching a position a few feet in front of the boy he turned to face where the man in black seemed to be coming from and threw up a wall of tempered ice, covered in spikes. It seemed like that of normal material, but was far from. The wall actually had a composition that made it closer to the strength of steel than traditional ice, and quickly Chryos moved around the child in circles, raising wall after all, in an attempt to stop the man's offensive from all sides. Chry's own eyes now burst into bluish white flame and he stopped directly in front of the child, smiling.

"Kid, I don't even know your name, but it seems your a fellow ice user, and I'm not too happy with that guy anyway. Unless you wanna stay and help I reccomend finding somewhere safe when he breaks through...if you stay I won't stop you...but I'm warnin' ya kid, this b*****d ain't no pushover thats for sure..."