Seeking interest.

[ÅηΘ (Kaze)]

Sun beating down, standing beneath, blue clad while head lowered. Eyes closed with arms hanging while hands layered one upon the other, his weapon planted on the ground while hands rested on the butt of the hilt as silver hair reflected light as a light layer of water coated. The sky had just cleared, the temperature dropping slightly as the humidity lowered upon the last drop while the male’s outfit had darkened ever so slightly. From first sight it would seem as though he was simply standing in the middle of the stone area, this area created for specifically one thing. Agility, resembling the ruins of an old civilization while moss hung over stone, cracks moving outward from the green devourer of life, it was indeed quite a wonderful day, the breeze now passing as the soft sound of a slow but steady breathing pace could be herd as the male slowly lifted his head, eyes opening for only moments as he shifted his gaze to the area around, the eyes at half mast as a rather bored look was painted upon his face.

“…”

A word did not pass his lips as they parted, merely a soft sigh while his right leg moved slightly, the heel of the boot smacking the tip of the sheath as the right hand moved in the motions, the palm rolling over the butt of the weapon while the left slid down to the sheath, the motions smooth as his body turned only 70 degrees while the right hand slid back, the thumb placed on the spine of the hilt while the index, middle, ring, and pinky held against the other end pushing toward the thumb. His left arm angling ever so slightly as it was there more so to stop the movement of the sheath while the right arm whipped back, the upper body moving in the motion as a soft hum did flow from behind him while his eyes had closed once more, right arm extended back behind him while the blade of his weapon made its mark apparent. The soft creak, the sound of agony spilling from the target as it came to the ground with a rather sudden thud, a soft rustling as it lay.

“…”

He again said nothing while his right arm came forward, the index and middle finger now all that held the weapon as the index raised, pushing it directly into the air while the ring finger slid above the hilt, taking the position of the middle which in and of itself was now in the position of the index, a motion he only repeated possibly three times which caused the blade to roll around in the air as a drummer did with his sticks while the left hand came before him, positioned at an angle while the rotation stopped with a soft smack, the spine of the weapon tapping the mouth of the sheath as his right arm slid back, the wrist turning ever so slightly while his right arm then move the opposite direction, the weapon sliding into the sheath.

“Pointless, sitting around all your life… doing nothing, I’m sure you don’t mind if I end it…”

He said in a rather stuck up tone while he thus once more placed the tip of the sheath to the ground, hands once more overlapping as head was lowered, he now once again waited… no longer for the urge to make fire wood… but rather something that would fight back.

[Leon]

A deft sound of a foot step, the pounding fiz of an electricle field, the blinding stare of a man renewed into this world. His energy hightened to a point of blood lust. He spear attached to his back with that of a strap with a magnet. A round powerful magnet that can actuelly turn on and off at will. The air around him was ecstatic in nature. The wind seemed to be distroting around his body as he walked into the training ground once again. Today, he was not the happiest of people. Scrapping of half picked up steps could be hears. The whinning of leather gloves being squeezed too tight as he made fists. He did not see anyone else in there at the time, so he figured it would be a good opertunity to throw around his energy without a care.

The green vest that hung open over his white t-shirt flailed to the static forces being concentrated on. His shirt followed suit and his tan cargo shorts did the same. He began to fall inward as his eye brows seemed to curve inward as if he where angry, but he was just concentrating. His spear rattled on the magnet as other magnetic electricle forces rushed around him. He reached back for his spear and waited for a shot of electricity to form infront of him. Since even he couldn't controle the electricle current completely he had to react in a perfect amount of time. He waited, but let two chances slip by before finally his eyes picked one.

Wide eyes locked onto it and a swing of the spear with one hand low near the end of the completely metal spear, and the other had gone high to swing it faster, and in s shorter distance. He let that hand slide down the shaft of the spear and meat the other hand as it extended in a slashing stab like movement. He would twist himself around pulling with his left hand, the one at the end of the spear, and sliding his riht hand down the up the spear once more, and bringing it to point down as he would come completely around in a 360 dagree turn he would bend low with his legs and shoot the spear out in a thrust that spurted with electricity.

'I really need someone to train with. I need more than a mental picture to swing at and kill. I need something, or someone to fight back. I give myself way too much credit in my own mind, I need someone to clash against mine.'

Thats when he saw someone else. Did he just do all of that and not know that guy was here? He must of been concentrating too much on the task he gave himself. But he still wasn't the happiest blonde on the block. His hair seemed to stick up without gel, and his brown eyes seemed to blend well with his blonde hair. He was a beast locked in a gentle persons body. If the beast could be unlocked, he would be a dangerouse person. But breaking him of his kindness is a task all its own.

[ÅηΘ (Kaze)]

“You make to much noise.”

A rather snobbish tone spit from the male in blue who seemed to still be facing the opposite direction of the being that recently decided to wave a spear around, and of course the crackling of electricity was also that of annoying while head still hung low. Eyes however had opened, he had been paying mind to his surroundings the entire time and he had known of this ones arrival the moment those heavy half done steps met with the ground, and thus did his right heel slip off the ground, smacking into the base of his sheathed weapon while both hands shifted from grasping in, his body turning to the right as he took one step along with it while the weapon spun in the air momentarily yet only to come to a halt as the left hand snatched it at the neck where the hand guard and the blade met.

“Are you here for a fight, or do you only intend to swing that spear around without any sense of discipline?”

He continued as his tone changed in no manner while his left wrist angled as to have the spine of the sheath press to the back of his arm, the weapon however not sliding out as with any good sheath was there a tight neck, which in turn held the blade in place but also served well to allow an increased speed when drawing the weapon, but this was irrelevant as Kaze took one step forward, the click of is heel on the stone ground.

“Either way… I’m bored; perhaps you could prove to amuse me a little?”

He stated as a smack came into the air while his left arm shifted downward while the wrist tilted as to allow the tip of the sheath to bear toward the ground while his right hand placed against the butt of the hilt, the left following suit and over lapping the right.

“…”

He once again returned to silence as he did no lower his head this time, actually quite the opposite, merely did he find himself narrowing his eyes while he looked toward this one, not taking long however to realize just what type of spells he would use if there came a point when magic might be drawn into a fight, or more to say there was a distinct sound to electricity that no other form of energy shared. Yet it was also quite obvious that he had declared a challenge which was the show of silence as he waited for this one to decide if he would fight or not… not like he was really given a choice as if he turned his back Kaze would bring him into the kill zone.

[Leon]

((OOC: I think this fits the battle mood. Don't you?))

The man had parted lips to speak without looking to the blonde boy. His words where cocky and seemed a bit snobbish by nature. Leon tilted his head and gave a questioning look. Leon was not trying to be quiet. Why would he do that if he believed he was alone? Did it matter anyways? Leon felt no need to be quiet. He felt he could be as loud as he wanted. His life was his own and it would not be ruled by anyone but him. He felt alittle odd, he had never really been angry before, but for some reason he was almost enjoying it. But right now he would not think on that. He put the spear in the ground and tightened his gloves for a moment. This happened about the time the guy spun around to face him. small sparks, very small, almost unnoticable could be seen from finger to finger as the glove was pulled tighter.

And then the comment of his usage of his spear. He had been called undisciplined in its usage. A brow raised at this comment. Yet the question still stood it would seem. Was Leon here to fight? Yes. Damn right he was. Well now anyways. His eyes became seriouse and still he made not one word towards the man. He reached to his spear and grabbed it completely to the middle of the wieght difference. The balance of the spear if you will. this would give him quicker reaction time in an attack, and allow him to swing it faster, but it would limit where the use was. Being this his third fight he was learning, but he was still alittle inexperienced in combat.

After the amusement comment Leon's hands grasped hard to the spear as his gloves whinned out in protest as the leather was forced against the surface metal of the spear. Leon would not rely on his magic in this fight. Not this time. His abilities with his spear had been mocked, and Leon was not one to take something like that lightly. Esspecielly with his first incounter with anger. This sensation to want to attack someone was new to him. He smiled a bit before the silence fell between them. The challange had been issued and the fight was to begin. . . .Now!

Leon used the fact the spear rest against his right side, or upper thigh. He pushed it against his side and pulled it to his left as he stepped forward with his left foot to swing the blade at mid section area. It would be an aeasy dodge, which is why Leon had a follow up prepared. The back of the spear there was a blunt blade, but sharp tip. he had not sharpened his spear in some time, but that would soon change, esspecielly after this fight, but Leon he the back in coming around as well. And his left hand which was behind the lead hand, would slide down the shaft to stop it in complete motion once pointed at his apponent and his right would thrust it forward. But Leon was no idiot. If his apponent dodged far out of range Leon would not continue, and if his apponent attacked, he would discontinue as well.

[ÅηΘ (Kaze)]

ooc: Indeed lol

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“…”

Words not spoken as he watched, eyes looking over this one who simply lowered himself, the sight of electricity dancing from his flesh now verifying that he was indeed one of the elements, but that didn’t matter as he observed him reach for his spear, of course the same calm look was placed on Kaze’s face, it you could consider the look of impatiens a calm look, yet he watched as he came forward, right into Kaze’s kill zone and yet he did not feel the urge to simply come full forward and piece his gut, much less did he think it interesting to stab him from behind without moving, no. I suppose you could say that he would play this match out for fun and thus did his opponent come in close.

A click of heel, the sheath spinning upward on the right side as each hand began to move fluidly, the shifting of each arm while the palm slid over the butt of the hilt only moments after the rear back on the spear, indeed, there was a mass difference in the rather longer katana to the spear but unlike the spear it did not take long to move as did the slim bladed weapon, and thus with his right hand clasping the blade after a small rotation did rather loud click hit the air, the tip of the sheath, the metal cap placed on the end impacted with the broad swing on the spear. Though there was difference in this as calculation was made while on his left heel did Kaze find himself upon the impact, his left hand moving onto the sheath while his right arm supplemented a nice level of force modification due to a swift jerk toward the spear, this of course would cause many to lose balance yet as said, the mind went through the motions as his body shifted out from the direct path of this silent one, and yet his body turned ever so slightly while the left heel slipped down to the ground and came back on the toe, his body spinning into a 180 degree turn as his left hand ripped back on the sheath while the right extended. What one could call a rotation swing I suppose you could say as the blade danced into the air, its trajectory slightly below the spear shaft as the right foot came down with a decent thump.

[Leon]

((OOC: Sorry for the long wait, I have been catching hell trying to get these doctors to take the cast off my fingers, so i can type. And you have me on MSN so please tell me if I fucked up in understanding your post.))

Leon felt the pound of impact on his swing, from the man using his shealth, the sudden stop plasyed against his arms as a small vibration would move through the spear, then a push to the side, yes this would throw one off balance, and indeed it would have, if it where not for the flow Leon used with the spear. His combat style with it anyways. He was pulled to his right, but he pulled back as well and jumped to a side flip. But this was faster than any usuel one. Once he landed and even before that, Leon would spin the spear around as well, hoping for one end to catch the sword and force it away, and the other end to come around with him, once he landed though, he would be pulling the spear as well, to hook the knee of his apponent, he would force it up and out, to the best of his ability to trip his apponent, as he did this. It took great physical skill to do something like this and could easilly have wasted energy for no reason, unless the move worked.

If this didn't work he could very well have been stopped at any point in doing that particuler move, but he was sure he miss calculated where that blade of his apponents was as his speed was amazing at the draw. He was almost positive the thing had sliced him, but at the moment, he wasn't quiet sure as to where. He had been caught by slight surprise to the mans speed, even to block the spear, he barely noticed the hand move.(Judging by my wis compared to your Dex) He had almost no idea what his apponent was capable of, but neither did he, he knew Leon could swing the spear in fancy ways and use electricity, but he did not know his physical limits. Sadly neither did Leon, he had no the oppertunity to test them yet.

Leon was almost positive though, that from this first set of moves, this fight would most likely do that and be enjoyable at the same time.

[ÅηΘ (Kaze)]

Ooc: Nah, tis all good, I was hoping for a good counter actually, otherwise it would have been a disabling blow which out be no fun! Also, about your cast, glad to hear you got your hand checked out, so no worries on replies.

Ic:

A wonderful smirk cracked upon his pail face as he watched the movements flow, his opponents body reacting as best it could to avoid the first attack and quite well for mere instinct as with his eyes he could view that the first attack nearly lost to the foe’s eyes, it was invigorating to find one who could rely on there body to save them and of course he found himself with quite the fun feelings as he felt his arm jerk while the spear which had begun to spin in that flip smacked the spine of Ushio, near the tip where in a sense Ushio screamed out while the blade vibrated, but such a scream from the sword was not that of anguish, no. It was a lustful scream which only seemed to further Kaze’s pleasant yet clearly malevolent grin as any strike such as that could disarm most, he however had quite clearly planned for such incidents as the palms of each glove had been laid rubber to institute a greater grip which was the reason his body was wrenched back while the spear hooked his knee (presuming that it came in from a low angle? I will sign on msn later so you can tell me or pm me >.>) which in turn because of the wrenching and the slight rotation of his hip did he find himself falling to his right.

~Not bad, but he will have to work harder to put me to the earth…~

He thought to himself as he shifted his right arm, his upper body moving with the weight relocation as his right palm or more to say fingertips tapped the ground while the hilt of Ushio supported his palm, though not physically strong he used a simply technique which only served to allow his lower body to roll over the upper which in the end brought him down to his knee on the ground while facing his opponent, a move that had required quite quick mind but also quick body, not really strength as to the pull on the knee yet would break him from standing but at the pace of things it came in a decent speed, the impact also wonderful which yet because he had used his hand as an anchor or maybe a top as one could say he simply redirected the force to turn him while using the right hand as to not fall flat on his face.

“I commend you on one thing, that body of yours… it seems to be quick…”

He said as his voice began to crack, a shrill tone perhaps was what he used as he got to his feet, the five tails of his long blue overcoat all clumped on the ground, and yet they were the only reason his knee didn’t suffer to the point where he could no longer run, the reinforced materials only allowing the knee to bruise while Kaze returned to a standing position, his right hand rotating the katana which thus soon was in short time back within the sheath.

“But now, I think it is your turn to attack me, after all... your last attack was more... my attack, hehehe.”

He said with a grin.

[Leon]

Leon had seemed to have been able to pull his last manuver off pretty well. But it all relied on his apponents abilities to shake him that his mind and body reacted in such a way. They had only done that move off of the practice he learned and the abilities they brought with it, the movement of flow that is set into motion was always capatilized on by one with such an able body. But it would seem his apponent had picked up on this, which would cause Leon to create the flow of combat himself. Not really something that was good for him at that moment, but it would seem this apponent would have it no other way. Even after the praise from the attack Leon did not change his stance, his hands held the half way point of the spear for quicker attacks and defences. He readied himself to attack, but took a moment to recap on what had just happened. the knee had taken a nice blow, but nothing that would slow his apponent down enough, but maybe if he worked at it then he would be able to slow the apponent, at least in moving toward him or away.

Leon inched his feet scrapping across the ground with the soft souls of the shoes he wore. Soft meant quiet, if he tried to be, but why bother? He was not sneaking up on anyone. He simply didn't want to waist the energy on attempting to be quiet. He slowly but surely put himself in position, for the attack he hoped would begin the flow again. But it was a simple opening move, just like any other spear user would do. Leon sent the spear towards his apponent with the accuracy of an arrow aimed right to the mans chest, his hands traveled along the shaft as it went forward, and once near the end where it would have enough to finish the distance off, he grabbed the spear and finished the thrust that way. He was aiming dead strikes and waited for his apponent to retaliate, usuelly being able to set the course of battle was a good opertunity to make your apponent adapt to you, but not for Leon, he liked adapting off others, it made things more random and harder to read. Hopefully his apponent had not truely figured this out so early, for that to happen would be costly.

"If he believes he knows what my attacks will be he is definitly mistaken, he has never seen me fight before, but then again, I don't know anything of the style of swordsmanship let alone this mans style, so he is at the advantage, is he knows of spear ability."

Yes Leon was a bit worried about this fact, but it did not stop him at all, nor did it make him hesitate, he was in this for the long hall and no matter what happened he would make sure he enjoyed this bout, as well as his apponent. But there where always disadvantages to being sheltered as a child, but there where also advantages, it made him very predictable in everyday, but unpredictable in battle, he had trained the Sudeki way, a lost art of fighting it would seem, so not much would help in the knowledge of other spear styles, but it did give a small hint to the abilities Leon had. Though nothing so far made Leon suspect himself of a better fighter than this man, just the fact he had been able to pull that move half assed off, wasn't enough to prove anything, it just meant he was caught off gaurd, which would happen alot in this match for both parties.

[ÅηΘ (Kaze)]

“Heh…”

The chuckle slipping from his lips as the weapon came for him, his right arms letting the hilt of Ushio free as he shifted forward, his body tilting to the right slightly while at the same time did he bring his left arm up, the elbow twisting into a broad state while he raised it quickly upon the blade of the spear which seemed rather dull and thus his arm began to push off to the side as his right arm cocked back, his body leaning farther forward now while the leather of his gloves strained under his grip. It was of course an interesting idea to attack with such a linear method and thus he was interested in seeing a counter attack and yet simply did he shove his fist forward aiming for Leon’s face with a snap punch, a rather quick attack, utilizing speed more than strength and only with the intent of using the knuckles as opposed to the fist, thus it would also be a quick withdraw and yet as soon as the spear was forced to the side enough he would bring his left arm back and smash the butt of his hilt into Leon’s now clearly open spot, right below the arm and aimed for the ribs.

~One strike from his could be painful, but with linear attacks I can simply swat them out of the way with his speed… it will be hard for his to harm me if I stay in close...~

He already calculated it, yes, the spear could be a powerful weapon be it used to keep the opponent at bay and strike from the full reach, yet a linear attack allowed a quick soul redirect the attack merely by shoving it to the side from the tip where the force could be manipulated due to the lack of having a hand wrapped around it to stabilize. Of course Kaze did not understand spear fighting… but he understood science, and he also understood how to kill a person, and the easiest way to weaken someone was to break there resolve and belittle them in battle, wipe away there confidence and then slay them, but as opposed to using brute force to manage such a thing it was more logical to be intelligent as well as fast…

“Try again.”

He said with a smirk.

[ÅηΘ (Kaze)]

sorry for the double post -.-

leon said:

I can't find it in me to have Leon fight right now, you win.

just wanted to put this here so people know.