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[AntiProphet] Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 10:09 pm
Stepping up to an arena, Demetri looks over it, examining the material it's made of. Marble, he thought to himself, running his hand over it. Seems like it would be fun. Stepping to the center, he draws his blades, the faint red glow appearing as he grasps them. He throws a handful of practice swings, warming up.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 10:38 pm
With a destructive sounding crack, Chase stepped into view. His eyes completely ignored Demetri as he studied his environment, the marble surface of the arena sadly unspectacular. Only when he was finished did he turn his attention to his opponent. He studied the elf's practice swings, cocking his head to the side in amusement.
A loud tearing sound filled the arena as the Katakan armor lifted from his flesh, coating the assassin in the a black shell. Lifting his lips in a humorless grin, he held his hands out, palms forward.
"Duel weilding is it?" he asked mockingly.
Two bright red flashes, and resting in his palms were two kodachi. Shorter than the katana, but longer than the wakazashi, the kodachi were used with a focus on defense, a single handed weapon. Using one in each hand was nearly unheard of.
Reversing his grips on the blades so that they ran parallel to the back of his arms, he cocked his right leg back and lifted his hands as if he would be boxing with his opponent.
"Come then, show me what the daylight races have to compete with."
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[AntiProphet] Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 10:46 pm
The destructive crack had startled him, but he had paid no attention. He continued to swing, picking up the pace while his opponent studied the environment. When the loud tearing sound filled the area, Demetri then let the tips of his blade touch the ground, letting out a light ting that echoed. Turning to his opponent, he nodded, confirming the obvious.
"That's what it would be called," he answered, watching the red flashes reveal his weapons. Intruiged, Demetri moved into a defensive stance, knowing that Chase wanted to have a bout.
"Lets," is all he said, his blades hanging in a more relaxed position.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 10:59 pm
His body moved fluidly, back and forth, swaying to an unknown source. The image blurred, then rapidly broke pace, becoming unpredictable before splitting into multiple illusions that appeared and vanished at random. Unfortunately for Demetri, this was not a magical spell, it was simply how fast Chase was moving. His voice filled the arena without a definate source, a cold, hollow sound against the marble.
"Jissen Kenbu. Kodachi Nyyto Ryu."
Suddenly, all of his images sprang forward from different angles of attack, Each seeming to aim for a different section of Demetri's body. The real attack came from his left side, a cross section attack that brought both of his blades from his opponents backside. The two kodachi would attempt to make contact with two places, the lower back and left arm in an attempt to dehabilitate him.
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[AntiProphet] Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 11:17 pm
Panicking for a moment, Demetri saw all the images of Chase surrounding him. Taking the last moment to take a deep breath and gather himself, he closes his eyes and uses his senses to track Chase. At the moment of his attack, Demetri tweaks slightly to his left, raising both of his blades just in time to catch the attack. Shifting his weight onto his left foot, the right comes up to kick Chase's front knee inward. Slashing out with his blades at the same time, he tweaks the tip of the right one to go towards Chase's neck.
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 11:36 pm
Immediately, Chase lifted his right leg, bringing his armor encased shin to guard against Demetri's first attack. Perfectly balanced on his left leg, he judges the power of his opponent's attack, applying just the right amount of pressure to completly stop the kick without sending his body off balance. The force applied would also make Demetri feel as if he just struck a steel pole.
Still balancing easily on one leg, his body slid forward, ducking beneath the blade aimed for his throat. In response, Chase lashed with the blade in his right hand, slashing visciously at his opponent's right side. With both of Demetri's right side limbs occupied, this blow would be very difficult to block.
Chase also kept a wary eye on the blade still useable in the elf's left hand, in turn keeping his left kodachi at the defense.
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[AntiProphet] Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 02, 2006 11:50 pm
Striking Chase's shin, Demetri uses it to push off, flipping backwards. Dragging his left blade along Chase's kodachi in a mock attack, he didn't notice the attack coming from his right blade. In mid-flip, the kodachi grazes his right bicep, throwing the elf slightly off balance. Managing to catch himself before landing a few feet away, his boots sliding slightly on the marble surface.
"Wow," he muttered, his eyes fixed on his opponent. Returning to a steadied position, he takes an instant to look Chase over, he tries to spot a weakness in his style.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 12:06 am
Sensing his opponent's hesitation, Chase switches stances. Bending at the knees, his body gets low to the ground, leaning slightly forward. Placing his right kodachi in a sheath strapped to his lower back, still gripping the hilt. Closing his eyes, he readies himself for this next attack. His right foot tapped slowly on the ground, pacing the movements in his head. Steadily, the tapping increased in measure until it was nothing more than a steady stacatto of sound.
In that instant, Chase vanished from view, the only recognition of his presence being the rapid taps from his shoes. The sound had no direction, seeming to come from everywhere all at once.
He reapeared just before Demetri, his left foot forward as if he was about to strike. He met his opponent's eyes for less than a split second, and vanished again to appear both above and behind him. He drew the kodachi that was sheathed in a technique designed to increase the speed and power of the weapon, Isoto Jutsu. The ring of steel against steel was the only indication of Chase's presense as he attempted to remove Demetri's head from it's shoulders
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[AntiProphet] Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 12:23 am
Listening to Chase's tapping, Demetri paces himself off it as well. Suddenly, Demetri takes off at the same instant that Chase vanished from view the second time, reaching the place Chase was crouching and striking dead air. Using the force of the swing to spin about, he views his opponent attempting to dismember the air.
Laughing on the inside, he spots an opprotunity to strike. Launching forward at an incredible speed for his race, Demetri throws himself to the ground three-quarters of the way there, sliding just under Chase's legs, his right blade aimed for the achilles heel.
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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2006 12:39 am
Reacting instantly to the absence of a target, Chase followed Demetri's movement with a practiced eye. With a powerful stroke, he embeded his left kodachi in the ground with the blade facing his sliding opponent, creating another awkward situation for Demetri to react if he wanted to avoid injury in completing his slide.
Reacting faster than normally possible, he kicked his legs out to avoid the strike at his tendon. Using the blade as a base, he positioned his body to balance on his left hand, resting that on the hilt of his weapon.
Hand-standing on his kodachi left him with a clear view, and judging speed and direction, Chase jabbed with the sword in his free hand, aiming for his opponent's neck in a lightning quick strike.
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[AntiProphet] Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 12:29 am
Seeing the kodachi jab into the ground, Demetri instantly digs his heels into the ground, using the friction and momentum to flip himslef up. Not realizing the second weapon was thrust out, the kodachi clatters against Demetri's chestplate, continuing down into his thigh before it's removed by the flipping motion.
Landing a couple steps away from Chase's backside, Demetri swings his left blade around, the blade glowing a strong red glow. Aiming for Chase's right elbow, he mutters something under his breath.
"Heavens, help me."
Twards the end of his strike, a white light shines on Demetri. Wings sprout while his armor and clothing goes from its natural color to a shining white.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 1:02 am
Chase allowed the the kodachi to slip from his hand easily, without effort so he could keep his balance. As soon as Demetri was behind him, he bent at the elbow and shot himself into the air. The gauntlets on his hands morphed and shifted with a protest of metal. Spikes formed at his knuckles, and five long blades swept back from his wrists to his elbows.
The armor over the rest of his body also seemed to expand, becoming thicker and darker as he spun madly in the air. A dark aura encased him as Demetri changed, appearing as black flame-like tendrils that snaked over his body.
He landed gracefully, his figure drifting lightly to a fighting position. Where his face once was, a full helm covered him, the facial depiction being an angelic being screaming in agony. Saphire dominated this obsenity, bright blue eyes seemingly locked in a grotesque appearance of torture. His hair seemed to flow like black water down his back, moving as if it had a will of it's own.
As Demetri's stike came closer, Chase seemed to float back back, allowing the blade to pass harmlessly in front of him.
"I see. And how much good do you think this form of yours will do for you? Did you honestly believe that one as long-lived as I would simply fall at the presence of holy magic? Fool," he said, his voice seeming amplified through the mask, creating an awestruck feeling of power, "you have nothing beyond the insignificant magic of this world. Now you can feel the wrath of ages."
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 11:35 am
((it seems that someone follows the works of nobuhiro watsuki as well?))
Pi had entered toward the beginning of the sparring match and sat in a shadowed corner. She watches the fight with intrest.
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 7:21 pm
((*waits for Chris to post* Yes. I've been a huge fan of his for a while. I got hooked with RK, even did a few RP's with it back in the day. Good times.))
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Posted: Tue Apr 04, 2006 9:36 pm
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