A War of Music ((Needs people please!))

[silentdraconis]

((IF YOU CAN ooc YOU CAN rp!))

((... Oops... Left the Caps Lock on... sweatdrop ))  

[setasuna]

eviltwinears

((Set, can you read?

Quote:

so... erm... keep up the good work

))

I CAN READ!!!!!!! scream
meanie  

[silentdraconis]

setasuna

eviltwinears

((Set, can you read?

Quote:

so... erm... keep up the good work

))

I CAN READ!!!!!!! scream
meanie

((I think you missed the point... >.> And the RP post. Please post something peoples! gonk I was enjoying this!))
((That includes Evil-kun who has so concientiously neglected to RP while OOCing))  

[Faulty Ambition]

((Gar! Make me lurk 4 whole passages after two days without sleep and the evaporation of a relationship! Silent, you're heartless!))

Character name: Lunax
Gaia username: Eviltwinears
Instrument/Voice: -none-
Age: Quite a long time...
Species: If you can figure that out, you'll be a very rich man. A dead man, but a very rich dead man.
Apperance: http://img15.imgspot.com/u/06/118/23/kh211146367381.jpg
Personality: Have you ever seen a snake as it moves and as it strikes? Now, imagine the kind of person who could invoke those emotions and images in your mind. Make him silent. Fear him...
Weapons: He carries blades of all sizes, and quite possibly enough to halt a horde of charging Mongol warriors completely, and then give them a nice shave, before completely and utterly destroying them.
Other: Is a mute and can teleport himself. He is also incredibly agile.
Alignment: Silence (evil)  

[Faulty Ambition]

silentdraconis

She flipped into the air and caught a branch, swirling around it and jumping to the next.
"Nothing known and nothing lost,
It's nothing to regain..."
She continued branch by branch, vexxed to hide from others emotions. She kept going, alert, but not in the way that one is aware. She moved with reaction. Branch by branch, word by word.
It's not like we were ever one of them. she thought, slipping on a bit of moss.
"Ah-" She caught herself, but twisted her ankle anyway. Her drow curses began again, all muttered under her breath.

The blindfolded man in black moved though the forest at a frightening speed.
The leaves in the trees around him didn't even move at his passing.
He had prey.
With complete silence he sped toward the source of the drow curses.
She arrived in his field of vision.
Yes, he had one even with a blindfold.
How?
You really don't want to know.
Lunax hissed with a blind fury.
Wounded prey wasn't as satisfying as strong.
But, it was prey nonetheless.
With another hiss, blades flew.
The air was sliced with an eerie silence as they passed.
And as they struck the ground surrounding the half-drow.

 

[silentdraconis]

((. . . Niceee...))

She snapped to her feet, flipping out of the circle of knives. She hissed as her wrenched foot touched the ground, but her crossbow snapped up, firing at the best point in its swing. She discarded it for her sword, bringing it up as she slid into a defensive stance, a grimace slipping in under her scowl. She'd fought with worse, but she wasn't pleased any more about it now than she had been then.
"Another one." She muttered, mistaking him for Drow.  

[Faulty Ambition]

((Last time I let the girls sneak up to mine and Luke's hotel room a day after being dumped... I'm so tired. Before anyone even thinks about asking, we talked all night, not an inappropriate thought in the room.))

The only response she recieved was not a welcome one.
Another knife flew towards her face.
It was slow, obviously a taunt.
A hissing came from all around her.
The sound of an ambush...

 

[silentdraconis]

She caught it, glaring. A right proper ambush it was, too. Getting her while she was trying to escape another. Just great. "Probably gonna strap me in one of those chairs, the kind that slowly rips yer head off, right?" She shifted, looking for the best spot with her bad ankle and a silent foe.
Silent?  

[Faulty Ambition]

A series of knives flashed above her head.
They sliced through the air above her before landing in the ground in front of her.
A mocking message was left in the ground before her.
A message that showed her some fraction of her opponent's skill.
"You could only wish."
Birds shrieked.
The forest around the half-drow woman became suddenly empty, except for her and the one who hunted her.
Of course, to her it seemed there were quite a few more foes than one around her.
The wind picked up.
But it was a silent wind.
One that can do nothing but heighten fear.

 

[silentdraconis]

She was used to trouble. Especially trouble that came in dark skin with light hair. Trouble of that sort? That didn't scre her. It pissed her off. "You think you're so clever, huh?" She demanded, ears tracking as well as eyes. "Think you're gonna get me to bite the dust? Pff. Might as well go back to your stony warrens and dig out your own grave." She couldn't run, though she was tempted to try. She already knew him to be fast.  

[Faulty Ambition]

Lunax darted in front of her just slowly enough that she could see his light skin.
He was gone again before she could move her weapons close enough to strike.
His body seemed to be shaking with silent laughter as he passed.
But there was no joy in his face.

 

[silentdraconis]

She shrugged, only mildly phased. He was playing with her. Well. Playing wasn't her kind of game. She settled against a tree, waiting. she looked at her ankle, at the slight swelling, and sighed, tilting her head back. She knew that being a good sport was the last thing these playful fellas wanted. She took her waeight off her ankle and waited. Whatever and whoever he was, she was not to be toyed with.  

[Faulty Ambition]

His prey had tired of his game.
Now it was time to make it serious.
A single blade flew from his hand and into the girl's already injured ankle.

 

[silentdraconis]

It twitched aside, the blade just skimming the edge of her skin. She rolled her eyes. "I'm not fresh out of the cave." She called. She remained relaxed, ignoring the blade between her ankles, resuming her origianl position. She waited. He'd quit dancing soon enough and get to the point.  

[Faulty Ambition]

She didn't want the point.
The point was at the end of every blade on his person.
But, he decided to play her game.
He slid out from the trees and stood before her.
Out of reach, but still close...