A First to the Field (open)

[Robert]

(OOC: This is placed before the Babylos thing.)

Robert placed a firm foot in the sand, eyes staring down at the ground. It was a first for Robert, being at the training grounds. The scrawny boy looked like he had no chance and no reason to be there. Physically, he was sub par in the strength department, but magically, though many doubted, he was a gifted one. Well, at least a cursed one.

The leech boy walked in, slowly coming to the general practice area. Thought he land was vast, this specific area had many hundred-feet wide combat zones, signified by the white chalk that drew out large circles, easily seen upon the dark grey stone that was the ground. Many occupied the circles, though a few were empty, including the largest, of which was probably about three times the size of the rest. It was this one Robert stepped in to.

Almsot immediately the boy attracted eyes. So young and small, who wouldn't want to defeat him and boost up their ego? Make them feel good about themselves. Truth be told, Robert had no objections. Very recently, he had been told by the professor--of who was his current caretaker until further notice--to go to the training grounds. He was told to fight for what ever reason, and one order was given that quite shocked Robert. He had been given full Restriction 0 until he was done in the training grounds. (To those unaware, Restriction 0 is given to Robert during battle. It has been decided that this is only aloud on the other circumstances of no possible human contact, which means Robert can't touch someone even if he tried, or the much less possible occasion of Robert having been able to cease his leaching.)

So, Robert simply stood there, gloves still on until one had so decided to accept his blatant though silent challenge. Many seemed eager, though if not the slightest bit wary. Robert's mere negative aura was enough to make one second guess fighting him. He had that sense of... death.

(OOC: Yep, Robert's first PVP. All are welcome! _{please join})

[saisuke]

The Arcane Academy the place i was send to because i had nothing and nowhere to go to. The people back in the city saw me as someone who was a beast caged inside a human body. But still i didn't had any magic spells or skills just my inner strength to push my body beyond his limits but with great pain. Sure when i do boost myself i will feel great but after it it will feel like my body will be ripped apart by a pack of wolfs. My mind already poisoned with hate and a lack of trust made me a person who doesn't really want to be around people but on a academy that will be hard and all hos people who wanna fight and stuff just makes it even worse.

I made my way true a other side and ending up at the training ground with allot of circles on the ground with people fighting inside them. I tryed to cover my head up by wearing the hood of my shirt but still people noticed me walking by probably because i was trying so hard not to be seen. I didn't walk fast or made big steps i just try to play it cool but all those eye's were starting to make me nervous but still i tryed to focused on the door inside but their was some aura that was pulling me in abit and i turned my head towards it and i saw a man not to big just a normal man boy not muchts older then me maby younger.


My brown eye's scanned his body but still it looked like somebody who didn't really had master skills just somebody who tryed to know more about his powers like i did but i will not compare me with him I'm above all these people weaker or not i know how life works and that death will knock on anybodies door.

I saw some shadows and a bench there. I made my way their and sat down still staring at the young man but also holding the end of my Katana blade so if he made any wrong movements i would strike him down as fast as my body made me. But i wasn't really a fighter so i would just watch the other fight and take notes on who i would watch out for or who i can take down.

[Robert]

Robert was un-fazed by the entrance of a new person. Undoubtedly, many would come and go through the course of his stay, and if he so chose, he could stay for quite while, though others would not if he decided on that route. It would be a play-it-by-ear occasion. Robert disliked those occasions.

It wasn't long before a group of mages had grown the courage to face Robert. Well, they took one step into the circle as far away from Robert as one could be in the area and all launched fireballs at him. It was an interesting moment for most. He did nothing of theatrical importance beyond the need of the moment, and that presented itself in Robert's own magical fashion.

He removed one glove with hair's-width precision and that pale skin showed itself, right before that white, blue-tinted energy exploded and tore the fire balls to shreds. Heat, light, and sound. The components of fire, in energy essence. Scientifically, of course. In that of the magical realm's politically correct alchemy, Mana was an entire seperate form of energy, changing the basic ten energy forms of science into eleven, thirteen if one delved deeper, though Robert did not. That was one of the many things read during one's stay in Antartctica.

Robert quickly started into a sprint, (quite a fast one, at that) and charged at the three that had so chosen to be his opponents. With only a nick-of-time left, they jumped out of the circle, Robert's hand stopping right in-front of one's face. The older and larger person looked quite fearful of Robert's blue-glowing hand. Especially since the release of that glowing energy sent a ripple around the circle. Robert did nothing but let his hand fall to his side. He knew what it was.

In order to protect the other combatants of the training grounds from attacks that didn't quite hit their mark, a strong force-field was set up, conducted by the white circle. Probably drawn with a symbologist's chalk and hand.

The three mages all began to laugh. After all, they had a bit of an advantage, now. They were each probably twice Robert's size, and his magic couldn't touch them withith magic as long as they stayed on the other side of the line. It was easy pickings to start beating on Robert. After all, he was so close that even his speed wouldn't get away.

The largest one (and the one who had almost been smacked by Robert) Cracked his knuckles and, with no further introduction, sent a fist fflying for his head. Robert... caught it? Yes, Robert caught the hand, though not quite in the traditional sense. Instead, the back of his hand hit his forehead and he had to slide his leg back to keep himself from falling. However, now he had the man's arm. The magic would begin to flow out and into Robert, and he would be dead within the minute.

The amge's arm began to crumble like dead leaves, and though that was undoubtedly a memorable experience, nothing else happened. He didn't bleed, as the wound of his arm was covered with corroded flesh and muscle. He realed his arm back... crying. Robert knew what happened. Quite simply, the barrier, of which physical mass was nothing, had divided the magical flow between one's body and their arm. Thus, Robert had killed only his arm with the leaching skill. However, it was definitely enough to scare the others. Especially with those deep, dark eye looked upon them. They made a startling fast run for the exit, the trail of sand and dust kicked up quite obvious to the unaided eye. The boy Robert just simply stood there, that pile of ash that was once flesh at his feet.

[saisuke]

As i closed my eye's to lay back abit i hear those three mages talking like they were running the things around here so i got back up and opened my eye's slowly so that i good take a good look at the three. They were pretty big but that probably just makes them weaker. As i scanned the place they were walking to i ended up at the spot of that weird kid with the bad aura. The boy was still standing there waiting for them to come and attack so he can inflict some pain or some kind. But before i got to see what would happen some fire balls came rushing towards the boy but their wasn't really any power behind it these three were beginners or just weak mages.

A white blue energy came free ripping the fire balls to shreds. Now i saw the boy turning into a attack and for some reason he stopped. Those three aren't that stupid and attacked again as i saw one trowing his fist at the boy but to bad for him his arm was grabbed. His arm starting to burn and i saw the flesh disappearing from his bone and only dust remains. This fight was pointless and i just had to say something about this stupid fight.


I got on my feet just walking towards the 4 people their but three of the mages start running one without a arm. This was supposed to be a training field not a field to die on. This academy wasn't made for that right just so people like us could fit in. I came near the circle just 2 feet away from the boy who just made some wrong moves

"Isn't this supposed to be a field for us to train not to kill or hurt people. Your fight was pointless and its better for yourself not to give into it again. "


I have said what i was willing to say and turned around probably a bad move but still i got some good hearing and my hand never left my sword. I knew abit of this kids power so i was aware that i had to stay away from his hands. I wasn't here to fight but my life is worth more then just walk away i will defend myself

[Shadow Chrestmire]

OoC:damn long posts don't expext that much from me

(seconds befort Robet nearly killed the mages) "Tropelet!" Shadow has barely teleported the mages in time so they would live however they were now in critical condition already Shadow could tell because of the ash on the ground.


"YOU!!" Shadow yelled at the boy who had just nearly killed three mages. "Even an apperentice should know this is a training feild not a warzone we don't attempt to kill each other here!!" Shadow stood around twenty feet away from the boy (Robert) your lucky I transported them before the staff got here and gave you the worst punishment you can think of. Ok so Shadow wasen't even a mage himself, hell he didden't even know much about himself but still his best friend/mentor Tristan would have most likely been the same way, or worse.

"Look dipshit! if you want to kill we've got plenty of demons and and the assholes at the order for that. But this is a Training ground the name speaks for itself!" He saw the a new guy comeing closer uh oh two on one possability. However that didden't stop Shadow from giveing the kid a lecture.

"You've got to control yourself I can't say they were't asking for an ass kicking but I can say they didden't to deserve to die and be thankful they didden't!" Shadow decided to change the looks of the area to his likeing soon everything dissappeared and they seemed to be in a tourtue chamber. "This feel more at home for ya!?" Shadow said eyes locked on his possable opponet.

OoC:don't get started on the feild changeing thing anyone can do it. but once a fight starts then the location is perment till end (So I've heard I'm not sure if that's true)

[Robert]

Robert remained unflinching against the two who had obvious objections to his curse. He felt no need to fight them, though if they instigated he would have no reason not to return the attack. Truth be told, the boy was a bit hopeful for the event. If three victories were not sufficient, then undoubtedly five must be.

As he heard them speak, he gave no look beyond staring emptily to the ground beneath them. The anger in one began to quickly rise. Somewhere inside, Robert could only smirk at the comment. The worst punishment imaginable. He was doubtful. When it was the staff themselves who encouraged him to use his powers, only hipocrisy would punish him.

Robert gave no words as the field began to change, rock becoming metal in the blink of the eye. Chains, leather straps, hooks, knives, and many ultimately impractical devices. One should be fully aware that the simplest pain was often the only one needed.

Robert's nostrils flared only the slightest at the gruesome smell before returning to normal. It was such a small movement no one would notice unless they were specifically looking for it.

At the apparently most arrogant of the two speechful ones, Robert gave only a sigh as he finished his question. Once again, a small, unnoticeable move. From there, he simply stood. Waiting, or not waiting. Either way, he had sent three running, and victory that surely had to count. Retreat or death, a loss was a loss.

[Shadow Chrestmire]

Shadow stood their as well not drawing his sword not moveing not reaching for a hammer,nothing. For awhile anyways, well so it seemed. "I'll deliver your punishment if you don't leave this feild and I promase I won't hold back and after all your faceing a lifeform that no ones ever heard of includeing myself. Shit his energy reading are off the charts right now I'd estamate his powers to be close ranged he looks fast but who cares if he decides to fight it's over for him for at least a week.

"Hey Kid" Shadow said to the other boy "If your going to stick around then chose a side or leave your swordsmenship is quite powerful no doubt about it and I'm not calling you a wimp or anything but you might end up unintentionaly getting hurt or killed by shithead overhere or we could have a triple threat match me vs. you .vs .Garra here so you wanna make your choice because if Garra boy doesen't leave it's going to be one hell of a fight.

OoC:Shadow can sence some peoples abilities and what they are but not spells or anything else