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 Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 9:36 pm
Addled Impasse
Fourth floor a somewhat ‘blank’ room, nothing but a grey floor and white walls. To the left of the room is a giant window that overlooks the islands around the ship a beautiful view if not for the situation at hand. The door is on the other side of the area.
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 11:54 am
Once the Chasers entered the next room, they could see a figure in the center of the room. The figure was covered in a black cloak making it impossible to make out which one of the Order members it was.
The figure raised its head and two red eyes could be seen inside the hood. Zife knew then and there exactly who it was. “Kajime, you b*****d where’s Sophia! We knew it was you, you who disguised yourself as me and took all are keys and Sophia and attacked my friends using my face.” The Keywielder held Freedom tightly, his knuckles white. The Blond wish he could be the one who could kill this dirt bag, but no it would be too easy he had to keep his mind come and focus only on the ones he would be fighting.
The figure chuckled then through of the cloak, it was Kajime alright those dark red eyes and fiery hair, his outfit was different then what the Chasers usually saw him in. The ninja wasn’t wearing his typically loose clothing, but rather skin tight cloths and thin amour; also he wasn’t carrying his giant sword neck Cutter, but a long Katana.
“I know it was awesome, I always wanted to know what it was like to be the great Zife.” The Ninja laughed, “So which one will be my opponent?” Kajime smirked
Kajime battle attire ignore the black hair
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Posted: Sat Mar 29, 2008 1:11 am
Prinz couldn't help but smirk at the ninja in front of him. He, too, wished to battle the ninja, but Prinz knew this wasn't his battle. Scyre had long started the battle ages ago. Seeing as though the members were appearing by their current status, Prinz deduced that his opponent would be on the next floor. "Scyre, finish it up." nodding to him, Prinz gripped the hilt of his blade tightly before heading off to the next floor with Zife and Thrais.
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 5:50 pm
The ex-assassin's eyes gleamed with anger. The first human thing he'd done since entering the ship.
"With pleasure." His rough bass voice sounded quieter in the room.
He walked forward slowly, thinking to relish this.
Perhaps he did enjoy this, slowly closing in on his kill. Syric couldn't tell; the large man could barely make out emotions anymore.
He thought he had to do this, to protect his thoughts of Elle. To gain revenge for Nikki. To get back his key.
Right now, he wasn't sure of anything, though. Perhaps it was visible on his listless face..
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Posted: Sun Mar 30, 2008 9:33 pm
Thrais watched him closely for a while, the passive face veiling the boiling anger, bloodthirst drowning all into a low lull that seemed uncertain of itself.
For the first time, Thrais couldn't read him, the tangle of emotions too muddled to fixate on one in particular. Perhaps that was the point. If he focused on one alone ..would it make him weaker?
But as she loked back to him before assending to the next exit with Zife and Prinz... she couldnt' help but wish she could look into his normal eyes one last time. The way eh was now..he'd never remember her words.
"Be safe...-There are those wanting you to come home." she whispered, more to herself, like a prayer, then to the actual chaser who faced off against Kajime.
And took off after the leaders through the far door.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 3:14 pm
Kajime stood silent as the tall blond stepped forward, the ninja disposition quickly changed.
“Finally we can have our battle; I have to say I’ve been looking forward to this.” Kajime took in a deep breath.
“Now let us fight Syric Irash!” with amazing speed Kajime made his hand signs, it took only the time of a standard blink for him to finish. “Fire style Phoenix Fire Jutsu!” he inhaled and then exhaled a flurry of fireballs.
The ninja had gotten faster a lot faster, he wouldn’t go down so easily.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 6:53 pm
Ever so slowly did the powerful man advance.
In fact, he walked as if out for a midnight stroll.
Syric stayed silent while the younger ninja attacked, He didn't even flinch as the flames roared towards him. His dark blue eyes stared into the bright flames as they rushed across the room.
He didn't even attempt to defend himself as the fire consumed his massive frame. The ball of destruction rolled around the ex-assassin, and Syric couldn't be seen through it.
However, a glimmer of blue light could be seen from inside the fire...
If Kajime could see through his conjured flames, he would see the firelight glinting strongly off of Syric's mail shirt...And ribbons of shadow and pure white light winding themselves around the man's gauntleted fists.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 7:51 pm
Kajime made more hand signs and inhaled again getting ready to let loose another fire attack. “Don’t act so superior, you know I really hate your type ‘Oh no the girl I loved died poor me, it should have been me instead.’” The ninja mocked,
“Fire Style Dragon Flame Jutsu!” A stream of flames poured out of Kajimes mouth engulfing Syric, this attack was more fierce then the last.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 8:13 pm
Syric's eyes narrowed to a glare, and he rose his right hand.
The coffin of flames was wiped from existence, and the mail shirt's glow flared. The ribbons of light and shadow around his large hands shone brightly, elongated, and disappeared.
In their stead were two incredible keyblades. They seemed to be the same ones Syric had carried with him all along, but their appearances had drastically changed.
Elle's keyblade, residing in the ex-assassin's left hand, was tipped with two blades suitable for thrusting; one larger, fin-shaped, and another thinner, straight blade. The pink had become a blood red, and the whole thing seemed to represent, and radiate, an aura of pain and despair.
His keyblade was still massive, but instead of 'teeth' it now sported a rather cruel-looking ax-head. One chop from the silver weapon would level a brick wall.
"Let's try another type, then. Shall we?" The man rumbled, his chin set as he marched through the ninja's stream of fire. The flames licked at the large man's body, but his mail shirt glowed all the brighter as the large man pushed through the flames. It was as if the metal was absorbing the fire.
Syric felt no discomfort from the flames, only their heat. He showed it openly as he moved confidently, with more firmness to his gait, towards the young ninja.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 8:29 pm
Kajime stopped his attacked which seemed to do nothing; he reached behind his back and drew out his katana. The blade had a straightforward design a thin razor-sharp blade, a hilt and black handle. But a malevolence power could be sensed from the weapon, it may look frail but it could stand to par with Syrics Keyblades.
“Nice armour, let’s see if you can keep up.” Kajime smirked, he a flash he disappeared. The ninja re-emerged behind the large man, he made a swift swing with his sword.
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Posted: Mon Mar 31, 2008 8:44 pm
The ex-assassincouldn't help but smirk.
He quickly thrust Obsidian Thorn back behind him, catching the ninja's blade between the keyblade's two point blades.
He then spun around, forcing the ninja's katana up high while he chopped at Kajime's waist with Frigid Hate.
"Tell me something. How old are you?" He asked cooly, even after effortlessly parrying his foe's attack.
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Posted: Fri Apr 04, 2008 8:16 pm
"Urg." using the art of substitution, Kajime managed to get away unscratched. The ninja had no intention of answering the meaningless question, so he continued his ninjutsu. The ninja acted quickly, and threw a single ninja star at his large opponent. In a flash, he could be seen dashing off towards Scyre, and with each second, hand signs could be seen to be made. 'Shuriken Shadow Doppelganger technique!' The lone shuriken from before seemed to accumulate in numbers, and soon hundreds of solid body stars were flying at Scyre.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 7:18 am
Syric sighed as his question went unanswered.
His gaze followed Kajime, not worrying about the single shuriken the ninja threw.
But, as the little ninja star multiplied, Syric grit his teeth and planted his feet. He readied his weapons, and began to swat the stars away.
His keyblades working in frantic patterns, complimenting and compensating for each other, the powerfully built man seemed to have all of his attention focused on defending himself from the hail of shuriken.
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Posted: Sat Apr 05, 2008 11:25 am
Kajime simply stood in the background of the stars, but if one looked closely enough they could see the ninja once again making hand signs. 'Transform!' the 40 or so stars that were left flying at Scyre instantly transformed into solid dopplegangers of Kajime. The ninjas all slashed at the key wielder, but their attacks were quite weak compared to the real deal. 'Bakuretsu Kage Bunshin no Jutsu!' Kajime smiled deviantly as his attack continued. The bakuretsu kage bunshin no jutsu makes the shadow clone explode; a suicidal clone. The clones from before easily outnumbered the vast warrior, and a huge explosion could be seen where Scyre once stood.
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Posted: Mon Apr 07, 2008 4:35 pm
Syric's eyes widened as the stars transformed into Kajime clones.
He had no chance of destroying even a fraction of them, so he brought his keyblades up in a defensive position. He knew what was coming, and he braced himself for some of the ninja's trickery.
As soon as the first clone detonated Syric phased out of the chain reaction, using the smoke and flashes to cover his retreat.
The large man reappeared behind the ninja, and began to strike out viciously with his weapons.
"If you feel like answering any of my questions, just nod." He murmured to the ninja in between attacks.
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