Dante Xtianus
Apprentice
I don't do sympathy, would you settle for sarcasm?
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Post by Dante Xtianus on Jul 25, 2007 15:29:16 GMT -5
You know that feeling you get where your having a bad day, your stressed out and you just want to kill yourself and everyone around you? Well that was what Dante Xtianus felt only ten times stronger. Why? Because this was his first day in this god forsaken school, and he couldn't understand one word coming from the teachers mouth. Mind you that is not to say he is stupid, hell no he's just more suited to cutting, smashing, crushing and gouging than spell craft.
He really did not want to be here, but it was a sure fire way to get stronger and that was what he coveted the most, strength and power. So he would just have to suck it up and try to learn something, but that didn't mean he had to like it.
Dante stood in the hall way glaring lazily up at the ceiling, He wore his traditional Black jeans and wife beater, he had left his jacket at his dorm dew to the humid weather, his shackle and chain the hung from his neck was exposed dew to the absence of his jacket and Saishuuheiki hung from the back of his pants . He held the end of the chain in his right hand and was twirling it absent mindedly, he had nothing to do for another three hours and was seriously bored. Normally he would go pick a fight with a giant or something but thanks to the schools no fighting on the grounds rule he was stuck.
Ah, screw it!
What's the worst that could happen? He was bored and needed to let off some steam and there's nothing wrong with that. With a wide malicious grin Dante began walking down the hallway spinning a meter of his chain like a buzz saw, his left hand rested in his pocket. He just needed to find someone, anyone to smash up, someone strong enough not to die in one hit, its no fun when that happens.
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Chephros
Spell Caster
The Blood Ambassador
I play the game of life, Double or nothing.
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Post by Chephros on Jul 25, 2007 19:14:34 GMT -5
Now, on the average day, Chephros did nothing. Actually, that's a bit of a lie. He trained in the grounds, and looked for people to beat the hell out of. That was his day. Granted he was a demon with a bloodlust in his veins, but one couldn't expect him to pass through his life like this, could they? I mean, the average person doesn't get by how he did, by fighting everyone and anything that posed a challenge, so could they just let him?
Well, fuck 'em, they kinda have to.
The average populace was human, not demonic. They also weren't normally expected to leave this world after they finished. Then of course the average human doesn't find a sense of happiness when they cause the crimson blood that gives them life to suddenly and abruptly splatter for the world to view. The adrenaline in a fight, the experience of doing that which has been around since the pre dawn of man. Animals fought for supremacy, and now adays everything was a fight. It was nonviolent, but it was a struggle.
Now, when you're walking through the halls looking for a challenge, the spin of a chain quite fast was an open invite to mess with a person. Eyeing the chain, Chephros, from ten feet away, flicked his finger and sent out a minor shockwave to intercept the thing and stop it. Of course, it would likely just shake slightly when the insignificant wave hit it, then continue.
"Bored kid?"
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Dante Xtianus
Apprentice
I don't do sympathy, would you settle for sarcasm?
Posts: 6
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Post by Dante Xtianus on Jul 25, 2007 23:47:55 GMT -5
OOC I'm too lazy to try and give them an actual reason to fight /OOC
"Bored kid?”
Dante felt the chain vibrate in his hand and looked up in the direction of the voice to see someone in the hall with him, now this was interesting as he could tell that the guy was not quite human well most people around here weren't. Made things much more interesting in his opinion, he continued spinning his chain as he began approaching him. He would have to make do since he really didn't want to search the entire grounds for someone to fight, he just needed someone who wouldn't die on him and he guessed he could get at least that from him.
“Like you wouldn't believe” He replied with a large grin.
He stopped five feet in front of Chephros still wearing a grin full of bloodlust and anticipation, his right hand twitched as he prepared to latch onto Saishuuheiki the instant he needed it. He hoped he didn't have to spell out what he wanted from the guy since he really couldn't be bothered with any chit-chat. He had always found that talking before or during a fight was pointless, it just left an opening for your opponent to take advantage of. The only words that needed to be spoken was your name, it was a common courtesy that Dante followed every time.
“Dante Xtianus” He introduced himself.
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Chephros
Spell Caster
The Blood Ambassador
I play the game of life, Double or nothing.
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Post by Chephros on Jul 26, 2007 15:31:48 GMT -5
"Good, good."
Chephros smirked, yawned slightly, then raised his arms and stretched them out. Unlike some human beings who took their sweet time, he snapped hisa body into motion and his arms shot out, coming to a near full open, but he kept his elbow from coming near straight, that could be bad. Along with some forward twists of the neck, and his familiar hand snapping movement, he sounded like a body breaking, but in fact he was just having some pre-fight fun.
With the quick movements, Chephros brought his arms up in a nice triple point form. His right arm came up, near his face, and pulled back to where his fist reached his ear. The blade of course went past. His left arm was in the middle of his body, which had turned to shift his weight, and was halfway extended and pointed to his enemy as well. The final point, his fog tipped bone tail, came to his lower left. He chose his left side to be the front simply off random. It was more a counter form, but he had plans to use his wings here. Since he was sideways, he could open them to smack the guy. Probably wouldn't be useful here, but it was possible.
Even better, all of this would be done as fast as he could, moving rapidly to outpace his opponent.
"Ready?"
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