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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 12:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 2:38 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 3:03 pm
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Chryos roared out with enough force to shake the ground itself. Partially from the pain caused by the shadow attack on his heart, which he soon began overpowering from the inside out, and from frustration. He yelled out to the others, no commanded, in what seemed to be the harshest voice possible coming out of his mouth for the others to stay back. He needn't worry about their attacks as each of the owners took care of them for him, and as his own struck his body he sunk into it, absorbing its power back into himself. alas when he'd gone all the way through it he fell forward slightly, then caught himself easy and turned to the man in black, a chilish grin upon his face.
"The child can take care of himself, and your right...it is foolish of me to call you only Metran, I'd forgotten what kind of power you people held. Alas I'm no weakling myself, and playtime is over...Allow me to formally introduce myself before we truly begin, no interruptions this time either! My name is Chryos Ichizuro Ichshirion, prince of the land of Ichshirion long ago. And you are? It is always nice to know who your up against correct?"
The final pain from the attack from within had finally subsided, and he had once again prepared to fight, energy seeming to be coursing through his veins now, making sure something like that couldn't happen again. He reached up to his head, untying the steel plated band that rested across his forehead, and tying it again around his waist. below it was a horizontal scar on his forehead, which suddenly seemed to burst open, inside of it a small stone, similar it shape and size to an eyeball, and with an engraving of an eye carved into it. the stone began to spin clockwise and glow, and eventually burst into bluish-white flames. Nonetheless, throughout the entire proccess its gaze didn't leave that of the child of Metran for an instant. He held up his hands, they suddenly turning blue and shaking slightly, then almost instantly being covered in an eerie blue, and quite strong ice. It didn't melt under the heat of the sun and seemed more like a strong metal than actual frozen water.
Chryos smiled again, the "eye" in his forehead blazing, and took a fighting stance. There was something definetely different about him than before, and though his spirit energy was concealed, he seemed to ooze confidence, trying to make sure no one else around would interfere. If they did, they might quite possibly die in the proccess. He was here to fight this man and protect Yusake, in his no doubt weakend state. Any one else was fair game; though he still worried slightly about the child.
Suddenly his face went blank, and he took off, seeming to vanish completely. Quickly and without warning nor energy signature he appeared again, his time in front of the child, lightly punching the kid with the gauntlet and encasing him in the incredibly strong ice, leaving only holes for him to breathe through. His appearance and punch took less than a second, and within the second he was in a new position, to the opposite side of his opponent from the child, a few feet away, and with his hands in front of his chest forming what seemed to be a single ninjitsu seal.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 3:18 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 3:25 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 3:42 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 4:11 pm
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He turned at once to the sound of the woman's voice from afar. So much had already occured in such a few instances. First the child of who directed an attack based off of Chaos, as well as the smaller...creatures only further using up his time. "How inconveniant..." he commented as his hand quickly pulled the boy by his head back. His timing was quite exacting to the moment Chryos would appear in front of the boy. Instead of his punch hitting him, however, it would strike against the man's open, right hand, which was held in front of it. The energy quickly traveled along the man's skin, creating a sheet of frost that soon thickened into ice. Yet, he didn't seem bothered...not in the least, but instead was unfazed. His hand soon turned black, pitch black, forming a series of red, vein like lines over it. The ice began to thin, then almost comlpetely melt, the red lines becoming a shade of blue white. The blackened form of skin traveled up the right side of his chest, forming a line that curved up the side, over the breast, and then traveled into three seperate black strands with the red veins, coursing up to his right eye.
The blue followed these red pathways into his eye, then briefly pulse. The energy Chryos released was gone, having not had the chance to hit the boy. The black and red, as well, had dissapeared within the man's body. "You? You know this boy?" he asked, clutching his head tighter. He didn't respond or react to Chryos hand signs, either oblivious or simply not caring that it was there. "You're God damn right she does, and so do I! Get your mother f#$king hands off of him you b*****d!" it was Yusake, rushing quickly behind Reaper, past her now. Though, he did skid to a quick stop about eight feet from her, as to also avoid harm to Jacob. "Who in the f#$k do you think you are messing with a kid like that?! Why don't ya come 'ere right now and face up to someone your own size, huh?!" the man stopped at the sound of Yusake's voice, his eyes locking on the man. "Yusake..." his tone was softer, slightly, but still audible. He pushed Jacob away and proceeded to approach the now dumbfounded Yusake.
What surprised him was that this man already knew his name. Usually he would have blurted it out already, and he knew he had yet to do that. "W-What? Who the f#$k are you?!" he pulled his metal arm back slightly, readying it both defensively and offensively. The man had stopped about five meters away from Yusake, his eyes shifting only slightly before he would speak. "I shouldn't be surprised that you do not know me. I didn't think you would have ever been told about me, even by accident. She never did care for me..." his eyes narrowed in the slightest. The vague comment didn't help Yusake's temper any, and so he began to yell. "What?! What the hell are you talking about?! Tell me who you are already, God damn it!" he shook his fist in the other man's direction. In response, he lifted his head slightly, giving Yusake a bit of a glare that was...actually somewhat unnerving. "I am Kujiro..." he paused for a brief moment, closing his eyes for but a second before he would continue. "...Kujiro Akimoto." and at that, Yusake stepped back quickly with a gasp.
Yusake was wide eyed, he was in total shock. "W...What?! You-You...you're..." he began, but before he could say it, Kujiro shook his head. "No, I am not father. I am your brother, older of course. And I see it was true, your injured body parts were replaced with Colenian Selvryte. I supposed it is true, Mr. Graves is a miracle worker." again, Yusake was surprised to hear what the man who, apparently, is his brother had to say. "H-How do you know the old man? How the hell do you know about me?!" Yusake was quickly begoming destraught, and losing focus. "Hmph...I know a lot about you, Yusake. I know that you've been enrolled here for over a year, and that you've recently won a match in a tournament against an...angel...hmph...what a joke." he looked to his right, then further behind him, shaking his head disaprovingly. "You dissapoint me though, Yusake. You're far too weak for what you are, for what -we- are. You don't even know about your own heritage, do you? Mother has kept you soft of heart, and of body. Because of her unwillingness to accept what she is, what WE are..."
"...F$%k you! Go to hell you b*****d! Don't you speak about her like that! Don't you -ever- speak that way about her you f#$king b*****d!" Yusake was furious by now, his body trembling...the fact that this man who just now comes along and claims to be related to him. That alone is enough to infuriate him, but to have insulted the name of his own dear mother went too far. "Or what? What -will- you do to me? What can you do, Yusake? You...you and I have been blessed with a gift, one unlike any other. Both of us, we hold the blood of the Serenian, the blood of both the white and the black. The hero of the war, and the cruel emperor who began it. Yet you know nothing of that, nothing of who you are, or what you should be. So...how do you expect to even lay a hand on me without even the slightest understanding of your own power, weakling?" he opened his arms out to other side, almost daring Yusake to strike. Yusake was even more enraged, his teeth grinding tightly as he held back the urge to rush Kujiro.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 4:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 4:48 pm
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Scytheress's head snapped to the side as Yusake dashed into view. She wanted to yell out to him to get the hell out of here but bit back her tongue with the smallest of hopes that this man didn't actually know Yusake's physical appearance. She was proved wrong my the simple small utterance of his name. Scythe's left ear swivled back to catch every word said, not that any special concentration was needed to hear Yusake's blaring voice, but this.. Kujiro was much calmer and soft spoken now that the other boy had arrived.
Keeping her senses fixed on the proceedings behind her, Scytheress's eyes unfocused and her vague promise to keep the interloping whelps at bay was forgotten. There was no doubt in her mind now that what Kujiro said was true. Yusake was indeed his younger brother and that would explain why Scytheress's thoughts kept pulling to him and why she'd taken such a deep curiosity in him from the start. Perhaps she could have prevented thie fateful meeting if she hadn't taken off for a long leave of absence but instead stayed to investigate. Now however there was no chance at avoiding the doom to come.
One thing that did come as a surprise was the mention of Solumone Graves. Sure he was a reknown merchant and crafts man with undoubtably numerous connections in high places... but to the Metran line? Scytheress turned her right ear almost in anticipation of the older man to showing up. She wouldn't mind seeing him come back, after all he at least would be able to easily deal with the dribble from the few Scytheress was trying to prevent from entering the situation and perhaps give Yusake some clarity. Though her expectation to see him quickly dwindled.
As Kujiro began to speak of the power he had harnessed but Yusake has yet to unlock the Fox was rudely shaken back to reality and her eyes landed on Gordon. For his own sake he had been told to stand down and he'd find no compassion from Scytheress in battle now as she knew death would be preferable to being caught in the mix-up between the Akimotos. Scythe knew all to well the extent of triumphs won by the Serenian power. She spoke softly, again using the wind to carry her voice as to retain as much strength as possible, but the sound had lost its allure and become cold and deadly.
"Come then, oh bold and brazen warrior, meet your death upon my claws."
The two black wings tucked in close to her back but not close enough to actually lay touching her back, but a stray feather fell and brushed barely on the fur ruffle around the neck of Scytheress's jacket and burned through it, turning the strands to ash before comleting it's decent to the ground where it bored itself a home in the earth. Her left arm bent slightly, her palm open and fingers only slightly curled so that the rays of light would catch on the claws she spoke of. Her right arm was drawn back at her side, hand closed into a tight fist ready to deck Gordon the moment he approached.
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 4:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 4:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 5:01 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 5:57 pm
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Posted: Mon Mar 27, 2006 6:03 pm
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