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 Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 1:23 pm
Jei was a bit surprised at her willingness to fight. His arm went behind his head, as he lightly scratched it. "Um, I do have katanas... but I'd rather use practice ones made of bamboo. And yes, I can duel... but I have not in a very long time." Jei said, trying to remember the last time he had actually dueled with anyone. I can't even remember.... Has it really been that long? The thought flew into... and out of Jei's mind as quickly as it had come. He smiled to Iyla, as he walked over ot a wall, pulling a rice paper wall back to reveal katanas, and all sorts of other weapons. He took two practice swords, both made of bamboo, tossing one to Ilya. "Will that do?' he asked, as he closed the rice paper wall. He took off his outer shirt, revealing a muscle shirt underneath.
"There, much more movement." he commented, dropping the shirt on the floor. His muscular arms picked up the practice katana, as he tested it's balance. Good, it's perfectly balanced. Most practice swords usually aren't. Ah, the perks money offers. Jei thought, as he proceeded to the middle of the floor in the large dojo, awaiting Ilya.
Sythe raised an eyebrow, looking over to Vanity. "Dying my hair white? No I can safely say I haven't." Sythe said. A smirk formed on his face, as he started working his telekinetic magic. Slowly, he made the illusion of both Vanity's and his hair going white, or at least that's what Vanity would see. To Sythe, everything was normal. Sythe made it seem to Vanity as though her hair starting becoming white from where her fingers were playing with her hair. If she looked to Sythe, she would see his slowly turning as well. I can't use my telepathy again after this illusion. TO much strain on my mind. Sythe thought, the illusion almost finished. In Vanity's eyes, Sythe's hair was pure white already, and her hair was just finishing turning white.
~*OOC*~
Sorry for the late reply. Bloody school takes up alot of my time. stare
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 4:30 pm
Hehehe, wow this moon light is really getting to me. Vanity thought nervously. Then she looked back again to the curled locks in her fingers....they were still white. Vanity eyes widened a bit and then turned to Sythe, his hair was also white! Hey, he looks good in white....wait why are our hair white?! Vanity then saw the mishevious twinkle in Sythe's eyes and the slight curve of his lips in the corner of his mouth.
"Oh.My.Gah!.....i look good in white, and so do you Sythe. How about tomorrow we go dye our hair together eh?" She said smirking slightly, "It'll be a good bonding experience." Vanity was now closer him and doing the same jester she did before and started poking at his chest while leaning encredibly close to the rivers edge, arching her back so that she was practically hovering over him. "What ya say 'bout dat? eh?" She said using a slight slur on her words while cornering him. From experience and all those times that he used his powers, Vanity knew that he could mess with minds and do much more, this was the only explanation she could come up with for the white hair, and if it was wrong then....she would have to actually dye her hair white.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 6:15 pm
Iyla simply nodded, easily catching the practice sword with her hand. She untied her robes simply, revealing her black underclothes, as well as the white bandage covering everything down to her stomach. Completely disregarding it, she stretched just for a few moments, then smiled. "I'm sorry, I haven't done this in ages," she said, taking a deep breath. Suddenly, all focus was on him, though not on him himself. It was the battle. Her mind was slightly blank, though endearingly so.
She dashed, in human standards, fairly quickly. The katana was easy and comfortable in her grip, something she cherished somewhere in the back of her mind. With nothing but a slow exhale of breath, she pressed foward at him, armed and ready.
Or so she thought.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 11:13 am
Deoradhan Doran froze when he felt Gunther wipe the gravy off and slowly relaxed. He didn't like to be touched, sure, but the guy was just being polite... right? The boy watched, puzzled when Gunther excused himself. Where's he off to? he wondered curiously and quickly finshed what he was eating and washed it all down with some water. Seeing that he wasn't as well-mannered as Gunny, Doran just darted from the table in persuit of the fleeing lord. The fox boy would try to stay hidden and follow Gunther if possible. Gunther needed a bath. Desperately. It was his way of relaxing, and he needed some time alone more than anything right now. He went to his room and grabbed some clean clothes quickly, placing them on the bathroom counter before keeping the door open just enough to let the steam out so it wouldn't fog up. Gently he turned on the water to let it run while he was busy getting what he needed from the various cabinets. Gently he placed the shampoo, soap, and washcloth at the edge of the tub. His shoes and socks were discarded as soon as they left Gunther's feet. Then he took off his shirt, folding it neatly and placing it on the marble bench beside the bath. He sighed, drawing his hair back into a ponytail, making him look rather handsome. After taking off his pants and folding those up, he took off his black silk boxers and slipped into the warm water with a sigh.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 11:54 am
"Dye our hair white? Bonding experience?" Sythe said, the smirk still on his face. "Alright, that'll be your reward for allowing me to get you some medicine." Sythe said, smiling faintly. He reversed their positions, making it so Vanity was laying on her back, and Sythe was hovering over her. "And please, stop poking me." Sythe said, chuckling a little.
The illusion faded, and once it was gone, tiredness appeared on Sythe's features. His eyelids were half-closed, and there were now bags under his eyes. "It's getting a little late. I think we should be heading to bed." Sythe commented, looking to Vanity, whom he was still hovering over.
Jei side-stepped slightly out of the way, smirking, before aiming the katana towards her head. If she had any skill about her, then she would be able to dodge it easily. After this was done, he would slice straight down, another easy dodge, before stabbing in the direction she would move. The last stabbing motion would be hard to dodge, as it would most likely be done in a very quick manner.
~*OOC*~
Sorry, Sparkle-chan, but I had to do it like that, because there hasn't been anything done in the battle, really. Also, sorry it's short/
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 12:01 pm
Vanity reisted the urge to poke Sythe again for fear of him losing conciousness and falling on top of her, seeing as he looked quite tired already. "Mmmkay, but uh....we won't really have to dye our hair white right?" Vanity asked nervously while trying hard to stare somewhere else other then the young man hovering above her form.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 12:13 pm
Sythe smiled. 'Why not? You wanted our hair white, and you said that we both look good with our hair white." Sythe said, playfully. "And so, we'll get our hair dyed white." He said, still smiling. Sythe noticed her nervousness, and her... looking anywhere but him. "Um, why are you not looking at me when you are speaking to me? Something wrong?" Sythe asked, although he had his suspicions as to why she was doing this.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 2:55 pm
Vanity crossed her arms, struck her bottom lip out exagerately, and held her chin high, "Fine, we'll get our hair dyed white," She smiled, "and nothings wrong....other then you practically being in my personal aura, and it's really tickling me." She said as she stretched out the last part. Vanity had this thing called her "personal aura", she gets mighty uncomfortable and ticklish when someone is a tad bit too close.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 3:48 pm
Doran followed the other all the way to his bedroom door and waited just outside, listing and trying to peek in. He saw him go into the next room and silently entered the bedroom, listing to Gunther still and hoping he didn't decide to come back out for a bit. The foxboy began to snoop around the room and quietly as he could, looking in this draw, peering under things, and over all just being curious.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 7:30 pm
Iyla, with skill, easily dodge the first two blows that were thrown, then was caught at the third. Even though she had fallen prey to such attacks before, the shock of adrenaline and rush was once again foreign, and she cringed, taking in a large breath. That may bruise later... she thought blankly, then whipped around, twisting her blade with accuracy she didn't remember she had. A few strikes with a twisted arm. Maybe that would throw him off.
She was sweating already. What's wrong with me? she thought blankly in the miliseconds between movements. Pushing the thought aside, she tried to focus on what was going on, but that wasn't working. The utter happiness was still coursing through her veins, and the person she was sparring with wasn't exactly the easiest to keep the mind off of. Her concentration was broken.
--Oh, that's fine, Alex. I'm not too fond of the battle scenes.. ._.;; But I need practice, which is why she's a fighter. Anyway, feel free to do that whenever you'd like. <3--
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 8:14 pm
"Personal aura, eh?" Sythe said, his voice curious with a hint of... something else. "And what do you mean by, tickling you? You mean this?" Sythe asked, tickling her stomach breifly. This is.... odd, but interesting. I've never had a sister, nor a younger sibling around, so this is new. Sythe thought.
Jei heard her take in a large breath after the third strike, knowing it had hit her. Then, out of the blue, she started striking, from an odd angle. that was most unexpected. Jei barely blocked the first strike, Iyla's katana scraping his face. The second strike was a little easier to block, but she had more strength than it looked. As he recovered from blocking a second time, he deflected a third strike to his stomach, only for it to hit him in the chest. Absorbing the impact a little, Jei flipped backwards. Once on he feet, two meters away from Iyla, he assumed a different stance. "That was quite good, and unexpected." he complimented her. After finishing speaking, he propelled himself forward, his sword held at shoulder height, ready to stab in a straight line, right into Iyla's chest. Reaching her, he thrust the katana, not giving it the full force that he could have. If she dodged it, then he would swipe diagonally with the katana. If she dodged that, then he would back off.
~*OOC*~
I've never fought in a roleplay like this. I must be out of practice.
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 8:18 pm
As Sythe had said the last word, Vanity regretted ever telling him her one weakness, "NOOO!! Hahaha, no....hahahaha, stop! Hahahaha." Vanity couldn't control herself anylonger, she was laughing herself to tears as she arched her back and thrashed herself back and forth underneath Sythe, and before long her head collided with his. "Urgh, ow."
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Posted: Sun Sep 17, 2006 8:26 pm
Iyla, surprised not only by his compliment but her own strength, took but a moment to readjust to the situation, then acted accordingly. The first blow brushed past her shoulder safely, but the second did not fare as well. Her dodge was but an inch off, but he still struck the very side of her shoulder. She backed up considerably, moving her arm to get rid of the numb. She smiled at him, then checked to make sure she wasn't bleeding. Of course not! she thought darkly to herself. "Alright. I am finished. You are quite talented, M- Jei," she said, bowing respectfully. She wanted no more. Practice had been her only need once upon a time, and during that time, she had grown. Things were not as sharp as they once were. She would need practice before she was ready to face him again.
--You're doing lovely from what I've seen.--
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 1:05 pm
Sythe smiled at her, knowing that he was tickling her. However, when their head's bashed otgether, he stopped, moving beside her and sitting down, rubbing his head. He rubbed it a little, willing the pain away. Wincing, he said, "You know, your head is quite hard." He looked to Vanity, making sure she was alright. "Are you alright?" he asked out of concern.
Jei let out a slow breath as Iyla stopped the fight. He, too, bowed out of respect to the other, before straightening. "You're not too bad yourself, Iyla." he said, as he walked over to her, gently taking the practice katana from her grip. "I'll be putting this back, since we won't be using for a while." he said, as he turned, heading for the rice paper wall that hid the weapons he had.
After replacing the weapons back in their respectful places, he closed the wall, and turned to Iyla. "Now, what should we do?" he asked, pausing. "Does brunch sound good?" he said, looking to Iyla. Personally, he was a little hungry, not having eaten anything. He did have to enter the mansion while it was still dark, so he had to get up early and leave without any food in his stomach. It was around ten o'clock now, so Jei found it un-fitting to call it breakfast.
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Posted: Wed Sep 20, 2006 3:01 pm
It was long after Sythe's question did Vanity fall asleep on the cold ground with her hair and dress laid out the way it was when she bumped her head with Sythe and fell down. It was a wonder how the girl managed to fall asleep on the cold damp ground in the middle of the night with nothing for warmth. The day took a toll on her and her tired form, especially after the attack, and so Vanity gave no thought to falling asleep there and then. Sythe was right, it surely was late.
{OOC}
Okay all that was drabble sweatdrop
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