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Post by Blood Dupre on Sept 30, 2013 21:57:04 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, width:400px; padding: 5px; background-color: #000000; ,bTable] Paperwork is so boring all the time. Even if his paperwork was merely writing to those farther down and approving or disapproving notions. He wanted to laugh at how put together and organized his shit was. Especially since he was the head in the main illegal activities. Everything illegal anyone could ever find would in some way or another be indirectly involved with him, which only made how organized it was only funnier. He supposed he was a business man, even if the business was illegal. But honestly, fuck paperwork! Blood wanted to leave his stuffy office.
It was always nice to stretch your legs. Blood was bored with managing his multiple businesses, so he had to take Luka with him on a morning stroll. Perhaps after they'd go some place for tea. He didn't know or care if things were becoming hectic without him. He was tired of that stuffy place. Even his chariot seemed to be bland nowadays. That didn't stop him from using it for a majority of his transportation, but he currently wasn't using it. It was bland, and he was almost certain Lula didn't like it. Such a shame he didn't, though. That thing was a work of art.
He didn't know how long they'd be on this walk for, but walking was becoming too much of a hassle. Blood was about ready to call it a day and force Luka to carry him home on his back. However a red head sparked his eye. He was sure he saw his face somewhere. He tried to place a name to his face, but couldn't. He knew for sure that awhile back that kid ahead was a person of interest. It was something having to do with his low class workers. Probably something he was supposed to take care of ages ago, but he never got around to it.
Blood placed a hand on Luka's shoulder "Do you see that kid over there?" He nodded off in the red head's direction, pointing to where he was. "I think we were supposed to take care of him or something. So, do your job." Blood commanded Luka to take care of the kid, knowing that the other man understood he meant for him to not kill him. If things got too out of hand then he would jump in, but Blood was sure of Luka's abilities. He should be able to get the job done.
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Post by Luka Crosszeria on Oct 1, 2013 0:18:41 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100][atrb=vAlign,top] BRAND ZESS ✖I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOU He wasn't really sure why Blood had decided it was a good time for a walk. Nothing spectacular was happening, and the weather was dreadfully average. There were about forty dozen things to be taken care of back at the "pimp lair" that would likely just cause trouble for everyone of left undone. By everyone he meant himself and any poor soul he was ordered to whip into shape for not doing their jobs when they couldn't. Luka wasn't one to argue though if the past centuries hadn't shown that. He didn't make any question out loud when Blood came to him and instructed him to go along with him. Oddly enough they didn't go to the chariot like he had expected. Maybe Blood finally got how strange that thing really was. Even if the men that pulled it were into that kind of thing, Luka just couldn't except the strange contraption. Walking was at least better than getting on that thing. Walking actually wasn't bad at all. It wasn't as thrilling as driving, but still not that bad.
He was looking around and in shop windows when Blood's touch stopped him. His eyes looked to his master, but just as quickly they darted over to the person Blood was pointing out to him. Luka wasn't sure who the man was really. The mass of orange... whatever on his head seemed familiar a bit. Blood informed him it was some one who was supposed to be taken care of. That was odd, because he usually took care of what had to be taken care of when it was brought to attention the first time. Apparently Blood hadn't felt too strongly about it back when things were really supposed to be taken care of. Luka didn't get why it was suddenly so important that it had to be taken care of out of seemingly nowhere, but again Luka never asked questions. He had orders.
The hard part about that order was the actual 'taking care of part'. That meant he couldn't just blast away and kill the kid on the spot. It was so much easier to do that. Luka never was dealt any easy cards though. He paused for a moment, thinking things over. Not overthinking it though, he reached up to his ear cuff, brushing his finger over the jewel embedded in it which released his sword. Luka grabbed it and in an instant he was running forward at the orange haired man with out a second thought or any hesitation. As he closed in he drew his sword back and gave no warning as he thrust it forward. His aim was careful. He wasn't out to kill the man after all, so he only aimed to have it slice along the kid's waist, the cut not meant to be more than an inch or so deep. Following his attack he stood up straight, bringing his blade up over his shoulder for it to rest. He looked over the boy again, staying completely silent. This was of course just getting things started, even if he was just standing there now. He couldn't just rush it though. He had no idea why he was going after this kid. Blood would have to come over and explain to the guy why Luka was attacking him. Or maybe he knew and didn't need to be told. People that messed with Blood usually remembered Luka's face. He was hard to forget or something. He didn't know exactly.
Notes:Yes Master! Tagged: Luka, Blood, Ginger Words: 585 template by pianissimo of BTN
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Post by Katsuo Fuuma on Oct 1, 2013 22:05:33 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,350,true] It's early, Hotaka thought, looking up at the sky. The sun had just barely risen. With a cacophony of chirps and warbles, the birds were making themselves known. Stifling a yawn, the Fullbringer shoved his hands in his pockets and turned his eyes back to the sidewalk in front of him. Maybe too early...
He didn't quite know why, but he had woken up earlier than usual today. Bored, Hotaka had opted to go for a walk. It was better in the morning. It wasn't too hot out, and there weren't many people, if any. Usually, anyway. There were two dark-haired people up ahead. Hotaka was a little surprised to see them, but didn't pay much attention to them otherwise. It was only after he had walked by them that the Fullbringer realized that both of them looked familiar. He couldn't place either of their names, but both of the dark-haired men behind him... he definitely knew them somehow.
Hotaka was a few steps away from the two when he realized it. They both looked to be around his age, and the only people like that he could really remember would have been back from the days when he was involved with gangs. That meant one thing: if they had recognized him, there was going to be a problem.
Now that he was more aware of the situation, the Fullbringer was paying more attention to his surroundings. So he heard the footsteps behind him. They were fast; one of the men was running at him. Shit! Hotaka had been hoping that he could have just walked on by without them noticing him. But that was never possible with his hair the colour that it was. Hotaka had only begun to turn around when he felt a searing pain run across his left side. Something had cut him. As he turned, the Fullbringer looked down to the cut along his waist, and then to the guy who was holding a sword and staring at him. He wasn't even saying anything. Why did that fact also seem familiar?
Trying not to show how apprehensive he was about the gash, - he couldn't even determine if it was bad or not at this point - Hotaka took a couple steps back. "Wait..." He figured if he played dumb, maybe these two would back off. But there was an issue with that play; he had absolutely no idea what to say. If he was going to pretend to freak out and act like he had no idea what was going on, the time to have done that was seconds ago. By not giving such a reaction in that time frame, he had already blown his cover. And now anything he said would probably be futile. He didn't have any weapons. He couldn't fight, and he didn't want to. Well... there was that, but he didn't use that anymore. Both of these men had no presence; they were ordinary humans, of course. Hotaka definitely wasn't going to unleash that thing and kill more people. He couldn't do that again. HAN: 8 | REI: 7 | HAK: 8 | SEI: 6 | BUK: 3 | HOH: 8 |
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Post by Luka Crosszeria on Oct 14, 2013 17:03:34 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100][atrb=vAlign,top] BRAND ZESS ✖I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOU Luka just watched the boy for a moment. He said to wait. He was waiting, more because he didn't have anything else to do right away. He wasn't exactly sure what he was waiting for though. He gave a doubtful look to the brightly haired man, continuing to just stand there silently for some time, not moving a muscle. During that time he tried to figure out who this guy even was. Clearly he had done something. Luka really needed to start paying better attention to things like this, even though he probably wouldn't care enough to act on that mindset. After a few seconds though, Luka was pretty sure there was nothing to even be waiting on. His eyes fell a bit, giving the small signal that he was bored of waiting and done with such acts. While Blood was on his way, he would go on and 'take care of' this a bit more.
He made the lunge forward that would close the small distance the boy had created between them. He decided he wasn't going to cut the redhead open this time. Well, not right away at least. Instead he had his fist drawn back as he raced ahead full speed. He planted his feet firmly when he was nothing but a few inches in front of the man. With that he threw his fist forward, aiming a hit right for the other male's cheek, not holding back an ounce of strength. There was a reason people didn't mess with Blood enough to get on his shit list. That physical man that was at his side didn't care to hide his inhuman strength.. at all. This was just another example of that. Too bad he never realized that effect himself.
While it was true a hit like that could put a normal guy out, if nothing else, keep him from running, Luka had more to take care of. He drew his sword up again. Whether or not the man had gotten his last hit or not wouldn't play much of a role into Luka's next move. He pushed from the ground again, closing what distance might have been created, as well as putting some power behind his blade. If the boy wasn't stupid and moved, then his blade would be right on track to pierce through his forearm. If he got that far well then great. The last bit was just pushing more until his sword met some other surface like a wall or a tree. Were there less bloody methods for getting the boy pinned? Well of course. Were they as terrifying and serious as Luka's choice? No way. that was the entire point of his attack. Plus this way, Blood could say what he wanted to. Speaking of Blood... Luka looked over his shoulder, wondering if the man was even coming or if he was going on with his stroll. Luka wouldn't put it past him.
Notes:Yes Master! Tagged: Luka, Blood, Ginger Words: 491 template by pianissimo of BTN
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Post by Katsuo Fuuma on Oct 21, 2013 15:10:38 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,350,true] Hotaka noticed that the guy with the sword had actually stopped attacking when he told him to wait. He still didn't say anything, though. Well, that's odd. He really hadn't expected that to work. Or maybe it hadn't. Maybe he was waiting for the other guy to do something. Hotaka realized that he couldn't get too positive just yet. The blood running down his side was a stern reminder. These guys were serious; he doubted they would just stop and go away.
Before he could think of what else to say, the guy decided to stop waiting and lunged towards him. Hotaka had barely registered that there was a fist flying toward him when it hit his cheek, sending him stumbling backwards. He somehow stayed on his feet, even though the punch had left him stunned. When he steadied himself and looked up, the man was coming at him with his sword again. Shit. Hotaka tried to move to the side, but wasn't quite fast enough to avoid the blade entirely. He didn't even know what had happened until he was forced up against a wall. Looking down, he saw the sword from before was embedded in his right forearm, effectively pinning him to the wall.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Hotaka felt as if he should have been screaming or something. Except it didn't hurt as bad as he thought it would. Was it adrenaline, or something else? "No, stop! If this keeps up, something bad is going to happen," he cried, knowing all too well what the lack of pain could have meant. Really wanting to get away now, he stupidly tried to pull his arm away, earning himself a jolt of real pain to which he responded with a gasp. HAN: 8 | REI: 7 | HAK: 8 | SEI: 6 | BUK: 3 | HOH: 8 |
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Post by Luka Crosszeria on Dec 2, 2013 22:41:55 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100][atrb=vAlign,top] BRAND ZESS ✖I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOU That all worked out pretty easily. It was really great having power beyond a regular human. Stabbing them was made so easy with his advantage. Once he had the boy pinned though, Luka was losing interest quickly. He looked around, not spotting Blood anywhere. Had the man continued on with his walk? If Luka didn't know what this guy did, and of Blood wasn't going to tell him, well, that left only one possibility. He was suppose to 'take out' take out this guy. He glanced back to the kid, wondering what it was he could have done to get on such bad terms with Blood, but it must have been serious. Luka was hardly ever forced to kill people.
The boy went on about something bad happening if this continued. Luka had gathered that much on his own, though he wasn't really on the same page as this boy. To him the something bad was the kid dying, which was not really that bad for Luka himself. In return to the warning he got, Luka only blankly stared, noting how the human tried to pull his arm away like an idiot. People couldn't just phase through big sword. He was about to do him a favor to help him figure out how to free himself of a sword though. Without any warning at all, Luka suddenly gave a yank on Roxass, ripping the weapon away from the kid's arm, setting him free for the time being.
He wasn't just letting the kid go though, and he was hardly free from harm. Just as soon as his sword was drawn back, Luka has his leg lifted up. No more than a second later, his foot was coming up to slam into the human's chest. It would more than likely have enough to completely crush a number of bones as well as the wall behind the kid. It wouldn't be a real lesson if the kind just got his head cut off. Maybe he would start apologizing, feeling bad for whatever it was that had gone down in the past. It wouldn't really make a difference or change anything, but at least it would be a learning experience to forget as he moved onto his next life. Hit or miss, Luka drew his foot back, casually bringing it back down to the ground like he hadn't completely just destroyed a wall, or like he was far too used to that action. Only Luka really knew, but his expression didn't really give up anything, as usual. He readied his blade again, flicking it, the blood that had built up on it sliding right off of it as it got ready to be covered in it once again.
Notes:boom? Tagged: Luka, Blood, Ginger Words: 457 template by pianissimo of BTN
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Post by Katsuo Fuuma on Dec 3, 2013 2:01:30 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,350,true] It seemed like fuckhead wasn't going to listen. Even after Katsuo had warned him, he only stared. The other guy had left, which was good for him, because now Katsuo was just angry enough to drop the act and let lose. Really, he didn't have much of a choice. He couldn't fight this guy unarmed. Not the way he was now.
"Y'know... you're making this really hard for me..." he said in a much different tone from before, focusing on not stuttering through the pain in his arm. He would heal fast like always; this was nothing. Initially, he had played dumb in order to deter attention. He had killed too many people in the last few months. If he kept it up, his discretions would be impossible to overlook. Katsuo wouldn't be able to live the way he wanted if even Consecro came after him... and that was the only reason these fuckwads were still alive. But now, I have no choice, he told himself, mentally justifying his soon-to-be horrific actions even though he had wanted to do it all along. The "innocent" act just didn't sit well with him after all. "I warned you."
Katsuo flinched as the sword was yanked from his arm, but it didn't throw him off track. "Yuittsu Getsumen Toboe--" His words ended in a choked gasp as a foot collided with his chest much harder than what should have been possible. Luckily, he had gotten the activation phrase out in time. What should have been crippling pain faded into the background along with his conscience, becoming more of an annoyance than anything as a white light shone from under Katsuo's sleeve. With that, he grew taller, reaching a height of six foot one. His hair grew as well, reaching down to his waist. And while it wasn't as noticeable as the other changes given his clothing, his muscle mass increased somewhat. All the while, dark grey bandages wrapped themselves around his form, covering the lower half of his face, his right arm, and his torso. His other arm was left bare, displaying the swirling tattoos that were the source of his power. Soon enough, Katsuo - looking like a completely different person - loomed over the Bount, glaring down at him with dark red eyes. Smoky black energy rippled up his bandaged right arm and his clothes had been completely replaced by the grey bandages and what looked like a tattered hakama. It pretty much was a different person, though. Really, it wasn't a person. all that was left was primordial instinct and bloodlust.
Feeling an annoying pressure on his chest, Katsuo looked down to see a foot there. So this one was an enemy. He needed to be removed. Still not saying a word, Katsuo reached out to grab the man's leg in an iron grip. He wasn't careful at all, squeezing hard enough that he would possibly break something. If he actually did manage to get a hold of the Bount, he would step away from the wall and whip around, still holding the enemy by his foot and slamming him into the very same wall that had just been wrecked. Whether he was able to pull that off or not, Katsuo rushed the Bount with uncanny speed, attempting to tackle him so that he could start punching. HAN: 21 | REI: 17 | HAK: 21 | SEI: 4 | BUK: 14 | HOH: 21 |
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Post by Luka Crosszeria on Dec 3, 2013 14:17:48 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100][atrb=vAlign,top] BRAND ZESS ✖I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOU Luka was almost sure his kick had crushed the boy so much he bones displaced. He was growing taller. It was certainly a gross thought, but at the same time, it would certainly prove that the job had gotten done and more. However, a few seconds later it became obvious that it wasn't Luka that was causing these changes. The kid's hair grew longer, and as far as Luka knew he didn't have to power to make follicles grow at an increased pace. Not only that, but bandages shot out from nowhere, wrapping around the boy. Luka could only arch his brow in question, not entirely sure what was going on here. He had a vague theory, figuring he was some kind of human with powers like a number of people Blood ran with lately. This entire job just got a lot more troublesome.
As he was getting Roxass ready, that boy grabbed his leg, and Luka felt the bones there begin to give way to the force. Before too long they snapped entirely, making him flinch and grind his teeth. He wasn't about to make a sound. He didn't exactly have the time to do such a thing anyway. After his leg was as good as broken, the boy flung him around. Luka's back hit the wall for all of a second before he smashed right through it, actually letting out a quiet groan this time. The tables had seemed to turn quite a bit. Luka went sliding across the floor of.. whatever building he had entered. For some reason it was empty for the most part. He hardly thought about what kind of shady place it must have been though, having some bigger problems right now.
The human was coming at him, and Luka couldn't exactly get up and run and the moment. He forced himself up onto his knees quickly, thrusting his sword forward with one hand. If the boy kept racing at him like that he was going to be impaled, though if he was moving that well, Luka wasn't sure it was going to phase him that much. That was why, with his other hand, he pulled Sodom out from some hidden place in his coat he had stuffed. "Zeige Dich" his growled out as he moved around so his good foot was on the ground. He tossed the doll over to the side as it began to transform, saving it from the insane kid's wrath, while he leaped to the side. His landing wasn't the prettiest, but who's would be when they had to catch themselves on one foot and one knee. He stabbed Roxass down into the floor quickly, the sword aiding his stop.
In the meantime, he looked over to his now released doll who was looking at him with worry. It wasn't a terrifying slight a powerful doll should have been, but that was what Luka was left with. "What happened Masutah?!" Sodom shouted over. He never got to see anything when he was hidden away. He knew there was some fighting, but that hardly explained why Luka was lean standing so strangely. Then he spotted the other person in their presence, yelping as he tensed up. He was scary looking. Hastily Sodom made a run towards Luka, shouting the entire way. At the same time, he was surrounded by ten different masses of violet, flaming energy. He glanced back over to the human, letting out another cry as he extended his hand, five of the ten different formations flying at him quickly. that done, he scramble over to Luka, ducking behind the bount, whimpering behind him with his ears flat against his head.
Notes:make one gay joke. i dare you Tagged: Luka, Blood, Ginger Words: 616 template by pianissimo of BTN
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Post by Katsuo Fuuma on Dec 3, 2013 21:15:05 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,350,true]Any normal person would have skidded to a stop when a blade was pointed in their face, but this version of Katsuo was anything but normal. His one and only goal was to eliminate threats. And anything that moved was considered a threat. Being that avoiding attacks wasn't exactly high on his one-track priority list, he was likely to be covered in injuries by the end of the battle, unless he was able to finish it quickly.
The enemy had leapt away at the last second, leaving Katsuo to land roughly on the ground while there was another annoying tingle; this time in his right shoulder. The Bount's blade had stabbed almost all the way through it thanks to his momentum, and yet, he showed no real reaction. He batted the blade away, again, indifferent when it tore its way out of his arm. Then, with a disturbing lack of hesitation, he again threw himself after the Bount.
As focused as he was on his current opponent, the Fullbringer had not taken notice of the other person who had popped up out of nowhere until it started making noise. Now, odd purple energy stood in his way, but he simply rushed through it, his own Reiatsu filling the air and pulsing outward, repelling most of the energy. There was a searing sensation across Katsuo's left arm and cheek that was again, shoved to the back of his mind as he plowed through the purple energy and bore down on the other two people present, punching down towards the Bount with an obscene amount of force. Even if he only hit the ground, it was likely that the impact would cause it to cave, flinging rock and debris everywhere and creating a crater. HAN: 21 | REI: 17 | HAK: 21 | SEI: 4 | BUK: 14 | HOH: 21 |
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Post by Luka Crosszeria on Dec 4, 2013 12:46:50 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100][atrb=vAlign,top] BRAND ZESS ✖I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOU He saw his blade pierce the kid's shoulder. It just didn't seem to so much as register to him though. Luka knew it was a deep wound, one that probably should have stopped him from using that arm entirely, but sure enough it didn't do that. He wasn't sure how he was doing it, if it was by some will power, or maybe some built up resistance, but Luka knew that it wasn't spelling good news for him. Even though Sodom's attack wasn't the doll's strongest Luka still knew it should have done some damage, and it did, but even still they were brushed off, and the man came charging at him. Great.
With Sodom behind him now, he couldn't exactly go anywhere, not that he could have gotten out of the way fast enough again. When in God's name did humans get so fucking fast? Luka wasn't sure of the answer. All he knew was that he was pretty sure he didn't want to get hit by the beast of a person. He drew Roxass up to meet the human's fist, shocked by the strength behind it. He had to bring his other hand up and hold the blade itself to keep it from being slammed right out of his grip. Luka, along with Sodom due to his placement, was sent flying back, his feet digging into the floor to try and stop himself before he crushed the doll against the wall. This of course resulted on pressure in his broken leg, causing him to tense up and for his leg to give out completely. He fell forward, spreading out over the floor. He propped himself up slightly on his arms, trying to get his good leg in a place where it could be made use of.
"Sodom, now" he commanded, taking the frightened doll lying on his back by surprise. The poor thing had blanked out for a few moments, looking down to Luka with confusion when he spoke. Then he recalled the five remaining flaming spheres of energy he had. "Right, Masutah!" he got up to his feet instantly, stomping his foot down with determination. One look at the scary human had his ear back against his head once again though, legs trembling. He let out a quiet wine, though still trying to keep some fearsome, determined look on his face. He released the remaining five masses right at the man, specifically towards his face.
Luka was banking on the kid still not making any moves to dodge just as he had for this entire fight. The blasts Sodom fired off weren't as strong as they had been a moment ago, but if nothing else they could blind the human for a short period of time if they hit their marks. He got his good foot situated, giving a push off of it that sent him into the air. In the meantime, he glanced down at Sodom, swinging his weapon slightly. The doll got the hint, sending power to the sword, coating Roxass in violet energy that sparked to life. Soon enough, Luka was right by the kid, passing by him in the air on the human's left. He slashed Roxass toward the right of his chest and up to his neck on the left as he passed by. If he wasn't stopped or sent off course, Luka continued on, coming to a not very graceful, rolling stop, summersaulting over his shoulder and landing in a kneeling position to avoid more pain for his broken leg. His sword lost it's gained power, and as that happened, Sodom again began to run over to his master, a look of mixed fear and awe on his face. Even when he was hurt so badly 'Masutah' could be so cool!
Notes:-- Tagged: Luka, Blood, Ginger Words: 636 template by pianissimo of BTN
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Post by Katsuo Fuuma on Dec 4, 2013 22:17:53 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,350,true]Instead of the Bount's body or the ground, Katsuo's fist collided with said enemy's blade. Surprisingly enough, he hadn't been able to break it. The impact itself sent a jarring feeling up his arm but he only flicked it to the side, as if to dismiss the feeling itself. Then he turned his attention back to the Bount. It could barely dodge him and it certainly couldn't withstand him. It was time to go in for the kill. Then he could take care of the other "threat".
The other person seemed to be making its move, but Katsuo had no intention of waiting now that the outcome was clear. Instead of chasing them like before, he simply vanished from his spot, instinctively resorting to Bringer Light ow that playtime - if that was what it could be called - was over. As the violet blasts whizzed through his afterimage, Katsuo reappeared behind the two with a flash of sickly green light, immediately attempting to swat the smaller one to the side with a powerful backhand before throwing all of his strength into a punch right for the Bount's face. Surely, his Reiatsu had announced his relocation, but the speed of it was sure to be a surprise given that he hadn't used Bringer Light at any point before. HAN: 21 | REI: 17 | HAK: 21 | SEI: 4 | BUK: 14 | HOH: 21 |
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Post by Luka Crosszeria on Dec 5, 2013 11:48:22 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100][atrb=vAlign,top] BRAND ZESS ✖I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOU It seemed the human was indeed capable of processing a dodge. Figured he just didn't show it until Luka was sure he was too insane for it. He really needed to stop trusting that the world was going to give him a break in the business he was in. At least he knew why the hell Blood wanted this guy taken care of. If he used to be a part of them, it wasn't that great to have him be separate now. Actually taking care of him was quite the difficult thing though. He wasn't entirely where he had ended up, looking around but only seeing Sodom coming at him. Surely he hadn't just run away.
No, he hadn't run away. In an instant, just before him, the kid appeared again, his reiatsu beating him there by a fraction of a second. It was enough to at least get Luka's attention. Sodom only flinched, freezing up. That didn't do him much good at all. He had enough time to start letting out a gasp before the doll was sent flying, shooting through the air until he slammed into a wall roughly. It was a wonder he wasn't broken then and there. Luka had gotten far too focus on the safety of his doll, not that it would have mattered what he was doing. The kid was far too fast. He didn't even register the kid moving at all before there was a sudden force against his cheek. He wasn't entirely sure what had even happened, but he swung Roxass on instinct anyway, hoping he might catch something with the blade. He didn't even question if it would do him any good, even if he hit something, as he too went off to the side.
As he hit the ground, he rolled over a few times before coming to a completely stop. Once again he was flat on his front. His head was a bit dazed, but he looked around spotting the kid and the spotting his doll. He ground his teeth for a moment, before forcing himself up to his knees again. "King of Beasts" he spoke, surprisingly not talking about the human. Sodom understood it, even in his own slightly off state. The doll reached down into his reserves of energy, the ground below him giving off a slight purple glow. A few seconds later, a dragon made up of the same violet energy he had used previous began to rise up from the floor. It continued to grow out, colliding with the roof of whatever building they were in. At its peak, it reached a towering height of thirty feet, its glowing eyes transfixed on the human it had every purpose to kill.
With the dragon summoned up, Sodom was left to lean against the wall, pouring his energy into keeping it in existence. The beast let out a screeching roar, baring its teeth at he human. A moment later, it released a blast of energy from the back of its throat, the large blast aimed right for the kid. It spread over fifty feet, traveling faster than anything Luka had thrown at the kid yet. The bount could only look on, and hope that his last ditch power was going to do its job. He was having his doubts though. With the kid the way he was, it wasn't looking good for Luka.
Notes:Yes Master! Tagged: Luka, exGinger Words: 573 template by pianissimo of BTN
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Post by Katsuo Fuuma on Dec 9, 2013 4:22:40 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,350,true]Katsuo vaguely felt something nick his left side as the Bount flew away from him. Even though he had hit the enemy directly, it was still alive, even getting to its feet. He also noticed an odd glow under the other person, but they weren't the main threat. Katsuo threw himself at the Bount again, reaching out to grab its neck. Whether he actually caught the enemy or not, Katsuo paused for a moment when he heard a roar overhead. He looked up to see that some kind of large creature had formed near the other person. But it was a much bigger target than the other two; it should be easy to take down.
When the dragon fired its blast towards him, Katsuo threw the Bount full-force towards said blast (if he had caught him earlier) before flying up in the air in an attempt to avoid the rest of it and get above the dragon's head. He was nearly thrown backwards when the blast clipped his right foot, but he adeptly caught his balance before he could fall, pushing off of thin air and using Bringer Light to appear behind the dragon's head, powerfully kicking out with his left foot in an attempt to either send it down towards the ground to crush the other two enemies, or if he was really lucky, take its head right off.
At that point, Katsuo already looked like a mess, more red than grey showing on his body. But it appeared to have no real effect on him as he still focused entirely on the task of eliminating threats. When the transformation wore off, he would be in some real trouble, however. HAN: 21 | REI: 17 | HAK: 21 | SEI: 4 | BUK: 14 | HOH: 21 |
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Post by Luka Crosszeria on Dec 9, 2013 12:07:30 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,480,bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,100][atrb=vAlign,top] BRAND ZESS ✖I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOU Luka had been thinking thing couldn't get much worse. That was all before the kid got a hold of his neck though. His own hand shot up to grab his arm, trying to pry it away. It was a pretty useless effort. He didn't get how the human became so strong all of a sudden, but it just happened, and now he had to deal with it. It was great that he was pretty much already dead and all. A lack of breathing wasn't going to kill him for good, not that the kid kept a hold on him for long anyway. It was probably only an extended amount of time due to the roar of his beast being a distraction. In the moment of distraction, Luka swung Roxass up again, hoping to somewhat hack the kid's limb off, or mostly off, enough that he could get away. Even if he did get a cut in there, Luka was thrown before he could really get away by his own accord.
The blast didn't do much to hurt Luka himself. All it really managed to do was blind him, making it difficult to see any of the debris that came at him. A few rocks were hardly anything compared to the hits from that human though. He came out rolling, sliding to a kneeling stop beside Sodom. It was just in time to hear the dragon let out another roar of what could probably be compared to pain or rage. The bount looked up to his beast, seeing it topple forward, hitting the ground before them. His eye continued on up to see the human standing up in the air, looking like a disaster, but a deadly one. The dragon wasn't finished with the kid yet, though.
With a nod from Luka, Sodom put all of the energy he could into the beast, making it roar once again. It turned its head around quickly, eyes locking on the human again. Springing up from the ground, the dragon darted up at the human, swatting a clawed foot its way. That was followed by another powerful blast of energy from its mouth. It was really the last of it though. Right after that blast, the dragon began to fade away, becoming transparent before completely vanishing in some areas. With a few seconds all that remained was an echoing roar.
Sodom followed soon behind the beast. His eyes fell half lidded, and he swayed, taking a step closer to Luka. He didn't even say anything before transform back into his plushie form. Luka retrieved him immediately, pulling the doll into his chest. He was to only one in this now, and given how much his body ached, it was hardly going to be an easy task. He looked to the sky now, trying to spot the human kid that brought him to all of this. If his last attack had hit, he could assume the kid had been taken care of. If he didn't show up in the next few moments, that was the story Luka was going to go with. It might have been hoping for too much though.
Notes:Yes Master! Tagged: Luka, exGinger Words: 532 template by pianissimo of BTN
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Post by Katsuo Fuuma on Dec 10, 2013 19:19:13 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=width,350,true] Even as he had thrown the Bount towards the violet blast, blood erupted from a deep laceration on Katsuo's arm; yet another injury to go unnoticed, although he wouldn't be able to hit as hard as usual with it after that. Now that he was in the air, he could see that the dragon hadn't fallen on either of the other two, just missing them.
The dragon's roar tipped Katsuo off to the fact that it was about to attack again. He deftly dodged to the right to avoid its swipe before disappearing in another flash of green light, flying farther up into the sky to avoid the ensuing blast. But dodging wasn't the only purpose to the altitude gain. When he was about fifty feet in the air, Katsuo suddenly let himself drop left foot first towards the Bount. Soon, he gained enough momentum that he was dropping at high speed towards the remaining enemy, aiming to land on top of him with his feet and crush him. HAN: 21 | REI: 17 | HAK: 21 | SEI: 4 | BUK: 14 | HOH: 21 |
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