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« Reply #15 on Feb 2, 2006, 9:43pm » | |
( My STUPID computer froze right when I finished the greatest block of a life time and I cried!! Now I gotta TRY and type it again... it wont be too good though... U donno if I explained it enough eather...lol )
She smiled softly... watching his left hand off the corner of her eye. It wasnt very polite... But Passion doubted the Throne Angel knew nor cared about being polite. She shifted her wieght slightly as his eyes closed... cutting off the eye contact. Her hand was already gently resting on the top hilt of her two Swords. Suddenly, her appeared almost on top of her, his katana drawn.
Passion blinked, her mind shutting off and her reflexes took over. Her blade already half way drawn. He was slashing horizontal, So this was going to be a hard blocker... because she wasnt about to die for no apparent reason. Where would she go any way? As she fully pulled out her blade, it glinted slightly in the moonlight.
She grasped it in both of her hands, and suddenly broguht it up and over her head and shielded/blocked her side as she stepped to her left. Her face didn't grimance or change a knot, but her side was stinging... She could imagine the strengh behind the blade as the blades clashed together, his Katana slamming into her Katana and creating one or two sparks.
She then pushed her blade outwards diaganoly, knocking his sword away quickly as she jumped back...her Katana ready in hand.
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« Reply #16 on Feb 4, 2006, 2:40pm » | |
(No worries. I think I understood it. And I thought it was pretty good.  )
She was fast. And she had skills. Kezefal thought that he was indeed going to enjoy this. She had a strong spirit about her. She believed she was not going to die this night. She may have believed wrong. It all came down to how well she was able to cope with Kezefal's somewhat... different fighting style. Keeping his fingers taught, but wrist and elbow lax, Kezefal rode out her parry a few seconds after the impact, smiling as the sparks flew into the air. He then quickly withdrew backwards, and tossed the sheathe of his sword to one side, as it had been before gripped in his left hand. His eyes once again found hers, and his sadistic smile grew slightly wider.
There was a slight resonance in the air. A slight haze was all around. One could see shapes in the peripheral vision. Crazed, feverish whisperings could be heard deep beneath the sounds of the surrounding. Kezefal was unleashing his insanity on the area. No longer restraining it, he let if flow. Madness bled into the area. Kezefal’s smile faded. Now the fun part was over. Kezefal began to circle his foe. He stepped a few paces around to the right. He moved so that his left side faced his foe, his sword tensed, but pointing towards the floor. He raised his left hand. He pointed his palm towards his foe. He let the energies flow. A sphere began to form in the space in front of his palm. Kezefal concentrated. He had long ago stood at the creator’s side. Barely any other being could say the same.
There, he had learnt arts that barely any other being had learnt, and some that were unique to Kezefal alone. He concentrated. Space fluxed. The sphere at his palm expanded. The force moved outward, and local existence rippled. This was not dangerous. The dangerous part was the displacement. Space-moved, but nothingness did not. For a split-second, the local area appeared like a jigsaw. Everything looked normal, but everything was separated by thick, dark patters. The patters were not of the deepest black. They were darkest. The pictures were not the colour of a black hole. They did not have such great gravity that light could not escape the surface. There was simply nowhere for light to exist. There was no room for anything to exist. For a split second, the local area was ripped apart, then re-assembled. Yet there were large parts of many things missing. Some of the buildings looked as if deep lines had been gouged through them. Some glass windows was shattered, other glass no longer there.
Such was the power that Kezefal had used that he was bleeding from the nose. The blood flowed down his pale face, before he wiped it away with a gauntleted hand. He made a quick, mental prayer to the creator for giving him such powers, and for teaching him how to use them. He kept his sword arm tense, and waited.
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« Reply #17 on Feb 4, 2006, 10:06pm » | |
( Damn... O_O... What the hell am I gonna do now??)
She watched through half closed eyes, He was very strong. Of course, she would have to be as strong as him to get through this. Inside, she was cursing a thousandwords a minute... but on the outside she stood; calm, cool, and collected. her dark brown eyes caught his, as his smile dissappeared. She let a small, sadistic smirk cross her face. As he raised his hand, she slightly tensed. Of course, she had never fought a throne angel before, and never knew she would be. Well, everything isnt what it seems. She then watched him circle and create an orb in his palm... A time Space capsule? No.. he is altering the Space and time reality. She had never delt with this before, and it was her biggest challenge yet.
Everything dissappeared, but reappeared. Nothing was what it seemed to her... It was different. How was she going to deal with this? But she will Not give up so easily and she will NOT lose to a Throne Angel... But she msut be able to stop this before it got out of control. She inhaled deeply, then exhaled softly. Her eyes were calm. She sheathed her sword, then put her long, silvery hair up in a bun then un-sheathed her Sword again. She hoped what fighting style she used could work... The Six Elements.
She stood in a regular position, but squatted slightly, her right side facing him. Her right arm extended, and her left arm bent with her sword straight and pointing just like her right arm. Her palm started to slowly glow a dark crimson, a small orb appeared in her hand. It was small, but what she used it for wasnt for damage, but containment. She then tossed it up in the air and stood quickly, wacknig it like a baseball slightly with her Sword. The Orb bounced around then created a fourty by fourty foot containment Cage. She then held her hands as if in Prayer, her sword pointing straight up. She thanked the Father for what he has given her and she planned to use it well.
She then went back to her Six Element Stance.
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« Reply #18 on Feb 8, 2006, 2:43pm » | |
A cage. Thou who builds walls keep the foe avast, yet thou who builds walls locks thyself away. Kezefal made no effort to stop her. The stance seemed interesting, and also seemed balanced. What most would do would to be to use a matching balanced stance, and to keep up some dualism, since the two might be evenly matched. Kezefal, however, had other plans. To keep everything completely unbalanced. Whether this meant keeping up a barage of lethal attacks, or an unprentrable defence, or if it meant flipping everything upside down or altering time and space.
Kezefal was tempted to use the most lethal attacks in his abilities to end this quickly and wihtout danger. However, such a thing would be unfair, when this foe might prove an enjoyable combatant. He would hold off heavy time manipulation, and concentrate on the alteration of space. This would also prove itneresting, because she herself seemed to of created a cage of space. There are many ways to open a cage... Kezefal thought. Crushing it, unlocking it, shattering it, opening it, and the like.
Instead of moutning a dirrect attack, which it was likely to be protected against, Kezefal decieded to crush it untill it collapsed, and the resulting collapse would rend and rip his foe apart. Kezefal concentrated on the cage, in all of its shape. The air around it seemed to shimmer, and thicken, and it seemed to grow heavy. Space itself follded upon itself, growing stronger, more powerful. Around the cage, a clossing box appeared. Powerful enegeries blended together, making a blur effect if one were to look through it. If one were too stare for too long, one would go insane. Of course, the other insanties around Kezefal would drive one mad long before that.
(ooc: Sorry for the late reply. I have had a lot of schoolwork recently.  )
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« Reply #19 on Feb 8, 2006, 7:09pm » | |
Passion sighed softly... wondering what the hell she was going to do. She could tell that he was trying to crush the cage... but a small, wicked smirk appared upon her softened features... My cage does not budge...for it is created within the light... She sighed again, gratefull for the slight advantage. She knew the cage would, of course keep all of the unbalanced insanity away from the Match. He seemed as though he wanted to create everything into different things...
She decided to striek first, since if he did he would most likely kill her. She stepped forward, then crossed her Swords into an X shape infront of her. She closed her eyes, then stepped forward once with her left foot strongly and sliced towards him. Yes, she was about ten or so good feet away... but her strike was an invisible one... or so to her. He would most likely see it, but she hoped he wouldnt. The slashes of her swords sent two long sharp cuts at him... it was the specialty of her elemental statis. She controlled some wind, and with the two slashes she threw at him, she used the power of Tusnami winds to gently caress her blades as she sliced the Air. The windes shot towards him like a pair of sharp, jagged and rough pieces of metal... if the two pieces of air hit him it would most likely slice through most of his armor...
(Me too... plus I wont be getting on so much anymore. And this part I was accually jsut scrambling up my imagination, I dont think I am ready for an advanced fight so go easy on meh! :: begs :: )
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« Reply #20 on Feb 11, 2006, 1:51pm » | |
(Don't worry. I won't use the full extent of what I could do... like making gravity and time subjective.  And don't worry about not being able to get on. I am happy for you to post when you have got the time.)
Kezefal glanced at the girl. His attempt to crush the cage was having no effect. He dispelled the folding realities around it, returning it to standerd. It would take much more effort than was worth it to remove the cage; and this throne angel wished to place all of his efforts on the death of his foe. And what an intricate dance this would be.
The slicing air was a... interesting attack. Kezefal did not move untill the last second. The air was about to slice Kezefal into four, before they seemed to stop moving. Everything seemed to stop moving. If it were raining, the water would just hang in the air. If it were snowing, the snow would be have to be wiped aside to see. Nothing moved. Time stopped flowing. Sudden movement was seen by no one. Kezefal stepped to one side. Time began to flow again. The twin slashes of air slammed into the cage. For everyone else, Kezefal had simply disapeared and reapeared to one side. He was slightly smiling.
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« Reply #21 on Feb 11, 2006, 3:27pm » | |
In her mind... she was impressed. Of course, she did expect him to simple block or move but not that quickly. She stood straight, her swords crossed into another X to her chest. Her head was down, but she broguht it slowly up, catching his eyes with her own. Her eyes were distant, dark, and very determind... She took a deep, calming breath, then sheathed her right sword back into its holder. She then held her other one in her left hand, pointing towards him.
She bowed slightly... then her sword came alight with the Power of her second strongest element...fire. Of course, her strongest was Water but he didnt know that, Water is very shift and it moves fast...just like her.
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