To Wield a Sword

[Scith]

There was a familiar grin on Sciths face this afternoon, he had been given free time to train with his blade, as teaching him how to cast spells would be entirely fruitless, he only needed to go to the classes which explained the usage of such things, and also the backgrounds or history of the Magic itself. That as well as his classes regarding swordsmanship. Now however, he was in the center of the training grounds, no one else seemed to be around save for a few people whom were just lounging around here... good. Glancing down at the wolf which sat at his side, he didnt even need to say a word and it shot off heading away from him until 20 feet had been covered and then skidding to a halt, barking rather loudly to indicate that he was ready, that was when Scith gripped hold of the edge of his Blood Reaver.

"Lets get started then shall we Zaro?"

The wolf howled loudly and he took off, moving at a pace slower then Zaros had been, but those eyes were watching the animal carefully.. thats when it transformed, growing larger and larger, now standing upwards on his muscle filled hind legs at a towering seven foot, not exactly the kind of thing you would want to face off against when it was angry, but he had spared with Zaro plenty of times in the past. He whipped that blade to the side and jumped upwards clashing the blade down towards his opponent, only to watch as the sheer speed of the animal deflected the blade away and it howled once more, launching its claws for Sciths side, he knew well he had told Zaro to hold back, and he wouldnt.

The only thing he could think however was. " Good boy. " The wolf caught this, but Sciths foot had shifted around with the deflection and he slammed it against the dogs hand kicking it back away as he did so himself, sliding slightly from the clash of their equal strengths. That got not a grin but a smile on his face as he brought his sword upright and narrowed those blue eyes on what he considered to be his absolute best friend, as well as the only companion he had had for several years, which made this ironically a fatal relationship if one were not careful in the midsts of combat.

[Darah]

Darah had some time off studies and decided to pay a little visit to the training grounds of the academy. Having lived here for 2 years, she was rather used to the place and found her way around the academy well. Her kid, Gekko, was lying down on her bare shoulder as though basking in the sun. Dressed in a tube top and a pair of shorts, Darah made her way to the training area where there were some fights going on between students as well as people just lounging around on seats set up to watch the shows the fighters were putting on. Darah's plan was to entertain herself watching those fights and maybe even join one if the fighters seemed capable enough.

A few heads turned to look at the girl as she made her way to one of the seats. Not because of her scantily dressed clothing nor her extremely young age in the academy, they were staring at her because one can tell that she doesn't fit in at first glance. Darah was half demon because of the folly of her ancestors. Protruding from her temples were two blunt horns about two inches long and her skin was very pale with a sickly touch of green to it. Also, she had small patches of scales on her skin in different areas. She was barefoot and her hands were covered in platinum gloves that ended in claws.

Darah chose to ignore the stares and focused her attention on the fights going on. Nothing interested her except this shaggy dog, or perhaps a wolf, transforming into some sort of werewolf-like creature. It was much like Gekko, hiding in a disguise until it reveals its true form. The bipedal wolf was fighting against a guy, perhaps a few years older than her, wielding a blade. A few brief clashes and it looked like stalemate.
Interesting enough...

Darah got up and approached the older boy and werewolf creature. She had come up to the assumption that the wolf was the boy's pet. Probably not a bond as strong as her's and Gekko's then.
"Sorry for the intrusion, but would you by any chance like to participate in a small training session against me?" Darah asked the young man. He towered over her by a good head but size never really matters.

(um, I just wanted to ask what weapon are you using? A claw like in your biography? And I don't know your magic and spells. o.o)

[Scith]

( Well.. my biography is sort of null and void since I restarted with my post count and am trying to get it deleted right now.. so. ^^;;;; He is however using a sword. Soon I will have my new one up.. which is to say the least alot more graphical... >>;;; )

After-having pulled away from his beast of a companion, he found himself with a nice, big fat grin on his lips, clearly displaying the same sort of emotions as he had always shown with Zaro when they were in combat, the sheer disrespect and hatred.. of course.. Zaro knew d**n well that it was to piss him off, and it always worked, everytime. A single hand had twisted itself around the blade and brought it into a slight spin before catching it out at his side. Waving the other hand for that over grown wolf-monster to come charging as he always did.. those blue eyes focused quickly, absorbing Zaro's clearly faster form, though.. even if small, Scith had the advantage strength wise with this blade in his hand.

"Come on you mangey mutt! Come get it!"

He laughed once more and then followed right back in after having saying it, his smile back once more, and his blade being brought forwards and his second hand clenching digits tightly down around the rest of the blade, targeting it clearly onto Zaro with the intention to cut him in half.. but his friend knew, that it was with a purpose.. they both came at one another with the intention to kill, and it had worked for quite a long while, at bringing them both up along side one another strength and speed wise, or in general combat itself. Thats when he heard another speaking, just after he had slammed his blade into a blocking clawed hand of Zaro, which deflected it then and tried to slash across Sciths face, only to miss, causing him to flip back and continue doing so until he was clear of him. Telling him to stop for a second.

"Training session?"

He asked with a raised brow, showing his curiousity. He hadnt really fought with anyone else but Zaro in the past, so it was sort of a new thing.. of course. Her apperance didnt bother him in the least.. if you thought it would have, just take a peek at his best friend.. a wolf monstrosity that liked to kill things just for the hell of it. Not exactly a weird factor to him.


Edit: ( And btw! He does not use magic other then his sword changing.. so... ^^;;;; )

[Darah]

The older boy seemed perhaps a little surprised that Darah was asking him for a little training fight. Maybe it was because he must be an unbelieveably strong person and is unaccustomed to being challenged by a girl, especially one of 14. Darah nodded back at the young man as a response. She didn't want to talk too much since she wasn't good with words anyways.

"Only if it is fine with you," Darah added regarding the challenge she had for him. "And we shall leave our children out of this? I don't want my kid to get hurt."

Darah picked Gekko off her shoulder and held him to her chest. She loved her son and didn't want him to get into any trouble.

[Scith]

"Hmm.. yea.. I suppose.. and I guess Zaro could be considered my child, raising him since a pup.. but other then that hes just a pain in the ass."

He said looking back at Zaro and giving him a grin, in which he just replied with a look as if to say. " Yea yea.. I'll get you later." The large animal however spoke with a different set of thoughts coming to mind.

"Alright then.. suit yourself Scith. "

The animal shrugged and would have changed back into its actual wolven form, and trotted off to lay down near the bleachers, watching them with its head hung down on its paws.

[Darah]

Darah nodded once more in response to the young man accepting her challenge. She watched as the latter ask his feral companion to not join in the fight. Darah herself walked over to one of the empty spectator benches and placed Gekko on it.
"Mama..." Gekko cried as Darah gave it a reassuring pat on the head.
"Don't worry. Mama will be fine."

Darah headed back to where the young man stood. She clenched and unclenched the platinum claw gloved hands as she anticipated a starting attack from him. Her adrenaline was increasing and her hair was already growing darker. It wouldn't be long now until the full effects of hex+ and the clan's curse came in.

[Scith]

Looking over what stood infront of him, he could only offer his smile as she began to slightly change. Instead of charging in, his blade was sheathed at his side, and he brought his hands upwards and then out, stretching his body slightly before slipping them down at his sides, turning slightly sideways, and waiting on her to come at him first, he wasnt exactly one for starting off against anyone but Zaro, which had a purpose.

"Hm. Lets give um a good show then shall we?"

He asked with a raise of his brow, he wasnt worried about her hair changing nor was he worried about the fact he did not know what she was capable of, simply because he wasnt one to worry about such things.

[Darah]

Still Scith refuses to attack as Darah waited. Was this going to be a battle of patience? That wouldn't bode well for Darah. She was never a very patient person and besides, her adrenaline level wasn't going to rise this way. She needed action... she was getting desperate. If Scith wasn't going to attack her soon, she'll have no choice but to attack him.

No... I need to control myself...

Darah concentrated on her simplest spell, state of mind. This is to help her increase her concentration and keep her in a more relaxed state. Plus, it prevented her from rashly attacking Scith like a mad person. With state of mind in effect, Darah slowly calculated the ups and downs of attacking Scith. Her brain was terrible with numbers but when it came to battle logic, she was very good.

(Seeing who breaks first? ^^)

[Scith]

Well now, what was this? It seemed as if this new-comer had no desire to attack him first? However, it would take a little more then that to get him to snap and attack as well, he didnt enjoy just blatantly attacking first, it always seemed to cause problems when he faced off against people he had no understanding about.. a feral animal.. a dumb beast.. they were easy, he could crush them with brute force, but this one seemed different somehow, almost like she was more focused then the rest of his previous opponents had been, save for Zaro on a few select occasions.

So simple isnt it?.. now.. what to do while I wait?

His hands didnt move from where they layed, he may not have been to skilled with his school work, nor did he have the competent abillity with magic that some had, but he did know one thing by heart, his combat instincts were well on key, not from an array of fighting styles.. but from just that, raw instinct.

[Darah]

Oh well... That's about all I can wait.

Darah thought about how to attack Scith. He was very patient, so far, and Darah respected him for that. Perhaps Scith was a seasoned fighter who wouldn't fall for such petty tricks. It didn't matter anymore. She had finished with her calculations.

Thinking about how to attack Scith boiled the demon's blood in Darah's veins and her adrenaline level increased dramatically. The tension she had built up from waiting had given her what she needed to activate hex+. Darah's horns slowly grew longer and serrated like a harpoon. The conjunctiva of her eyes turned jet black as her arms grew slightly longer. Dark green scales started growing out of her skin and the coating mucus seeped out from between scales to cover her.

Darah tilted her head back and then spat a little pain poison at Scith's face. It was only in small amount, a little warning for Scith.

[Scith]

Watching her little display with changing, he just kept that smile on his face, not moving from where he was, and that stance not changing itself in the same manner as her own seemed to become a bit more sporadic, as if adrenaline was beginning to take its toll. Not that he cared, he allowed her to change as she pleased, and then for her to spit at him. That got a raise of his brow and foot twisted, turning slightly and stepping back allowing it to fly past and splatter against the ground behind where he had been.

"Spitting now? Oh. I didnt think someone whom had been cute could be crude as well."

He just shook his head slightly and let hands settle down into his pockets relaxing his body once more, this was the key to his success in most battles against foes like her, he kept himself calm, and instead allowed his own mind to calculate at its best and avoided what was sent at him.. after all, his sheer strength really only required a few strikes and most foes tended to fall away, which was the reason he didnt use his blade, as he had a fear he would end up cutting deep into her eventually and he really didnt want to do that against someone that could end up a possible friend if not something else.

[Darah]

Cute?

In all her life, she had never once been called by anyone the word cute. Not by her family. Not by the students in school. Not even her best friends back when she was living in Aceh. Truth be told, Darah had never once been called cute because she always had to hide her true form under thick loads of make-up, a big goofy hat and a pair of absurdly huge gloves which could have belonged to Mickey Mouse, Goofy and an assortment of other Disney characters. Most humans on earth saw her as queer.

Immediately, Darah could feel her adrenaline levels dropping.
NO!
Darah forced up rage and thought back to the fight to prevent a revert to her usual form.
I can't mess around anymore...

Darah coughed up some weak acid poison and a small dose of paralyzing poison onto her gloves. This was only a friendly match so she didn't use any pH lower than 4. It will sting and burn, but not to the extent that it eats a bloody hole in you. Having done that, Darah advanced on Scith with a bloody sprint and slashed her right claws at Scith's lower abdomen to keep him offbalanced. She wanted him to take his words back... the comment of her being cute. But more than that, she wanted him to say it again.

[Scith]

"Listen.. regardless of if your cute or not, you keep spitting that posion around and I will have to do something about it."

Brow rose and he watched as she spit it on her gloves this time. So she planned on using a weapon now? That got a smile once more, but he didnt do anything out of the ordinary, as once she charged, he managed to match her speed and he jumped back out of the way of her slashing claws, looking over at her with those blue eyes of his, blonde strands of hair hanging down from his head.

"Come now. So fiesty.. hmm. Makes you look all the more better."

He just smiled once more and jumped back once more for good measure to ensure that he got enough distance from her first attack.

[Darah]

Bothersome words... Darah thought as Scith said that she looked better all fiesty. Stop messing with my mind! You would do something if I continue spitting poison, eh? Fine! Do something!

As Scith jumped away from Darah's claw attack, Darah watched the direction he was jumping towards. When Scith jumped, he had jumped directly away from Darah and he was travelling in a straight line. Good. Darah spat out a small glob of acid poison after Scith's fleeing body and it was aimed at Scith's torso. pH 3. Wouldn't hurt too much. More effective would be targetting the face and and eyes, but this was only a training session, not an actual war between Scith and Darah.

[Scith]

Of course, he wasnt going to let any of her posion nor acid get on his body so simply, he wasnt exactly an idiot. That hand pulled back and the sword came up and down quick, allowing the posion to splatter against the blade before he whipped it away and offered her his smile once more. What were his words? Partial truth, and partial just to getting her pissed off and fired up.

"I love you too honey."

He kept that smile there as he finally stopped with his jumping and looked over at her with those eyes focusing clearly on her face. He didnt mind her scales, nor did he mind anything regarding the fact she was some half demon either. It didnt bother him in the least, not with the stuff he had seen before thanks to Zaro.