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Post by Cinlass on May 19, 2006 20:29:33 GMT -5
Voulchec didn't like the look the teacher had given him.The teacher thought he was concieted.He could see it in his eyes.That is the way all people who think your over confident look at you.
The teacher was teaching weapons.He had pulled out a chained sythe and shown off.~So he thinks he can show off.I love daggers.~
He walked up towards the teacher.He brushed past the new girl and rubbed her back with friendliness.He took the dagger out of the teacher's hand.He weighted it really quick and threw it at one of the student's hands who was sitting at a table.
The knife stuck right between the student's index and middle finger.It was good aim.Voulchec chuckled lowly."What is the next examine teach?"He walked over and leaned against the wall.
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Post by Catrux on May 19, 2006 23:19:31 GMT -5
Sehkem did have to admit the kid was talented with a dagger, at least as a throwing weapon. He knew the kid was going to be good, but he could see that he thought he was better than he actually was. Before turning his attention on Voulchec he gave the girl a warm, comforting smile.
"Nice aim, it's not a hard task with a quality weapon. Are you confident enough in your prowess with a dagger to try and fight me? I will use my bare hands, you can have the dagger, sound fair?" Sehkem was neither flustered nor felt he had to prove himself, he did feel that he needed to break the student of his arrogance and make him a fomidable warrior.
Sehkem walked over to the student that had the dagger thrown at him, pulled the dagger free and tossed it over his shoulder right into Voulchec's hand. "You may begin at anytime." Sehkem's voice was flat, no emotion. "As for the rest of the class it appears this will be the perfect opprotunity for you to learn how to defend against a dagger while un-armed." Sehkem then focused on Voulchec and waited for him to either throw the dagger at his exposed back or to use it in close quarters. Either way Sehkem didn't care.
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Post by † The Jaxness † on May 20, 2006 10:52:33 GMT -5
*~* Jumping away from Voulchec before he could brush up against her back, she backed up into a tree, far away from anyone else to avoid any more near touches with people. She was back to thinking of how bad of an idea it was to come here. Keeping quiet, she saw Voulchec throw the dagger at the student and saw it land between his fingers. Raising an unnoticable brow, she turned her head up with interest. Always having to use weapons herself, because her magical talents were nothing to brag about, she focused her attention on the teacher as he came forward with the proposition of a fight.
Quickly ignoring her thoughts of doubt on coming to the academy, she leaned back against the tree, crossing her arms over her chest, keeping her head up to get a clear view, which gave anyone who looked another sight of her beautiful face.
As Sehkem intructed the other students on how to learn to defend yourself against someone with a dagger, she merely smirked, keeping her comments to herself. Recalling events of her past, she knew prefectly well how to defend herself against someone with a weapon, daggers included. Though she wasn't ignorant, so she paid close attention to see if she could benefit from Sekhem's lesson. *~*
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Post by Rayn on May 20, 2006 22:17:44 GMT -5
Rayn entered the classroom just in time to witness a dagger being thrown right at a student by another. He wanted to yell something, stop or watch out, but he just didn't have enough time. He saw the dagger whiz through the air, and it landed right between another students hand.
"I think I'm gonna have an interesting time in this class" he said aloud, trying to make his prescence known.
Nobody took notice, so he just shuffled in and had to back away almost immediately as he noticed the teacher challenge his student to fight him with a dagger, and while he, Sehkem, was unarmed. He turned to look at the other students and saw one beautiful face in the corner. With bright eyes, he went around the scene being made and wanted the opinion of the person in the corner, not knowing much about the use of daggers himself. He wanted to try to get as much information he could.
"So, what do you think of the situation?" Trying to pay attention to both the demonstation and the other smirking person.
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Post by The Demon Auditor on May 28, 2006 14:47:58 GMT -5
ODK was momentarily blinded as all the shadows began coalescing around Moridanu. With a smile, his eyes changed back to their natural green color, and he produced a wand from his coat. It held a white crystal at the end, which began to glow and illuminate the basement. He grinned at Mori from across the room, recognizing her immediately.
"Bit of a snake infestation down here?" he asked cheekily. He walked over to her and held out his hand to help her up. "Sorry I'm late, I lost something and you know how that goes...you spend all afternoon retracing your steps across the void trying to remember where you might have put it." He rolled his eyes and shook his head, "I'm terribly forgetful sometimes."
He would offer her his arm and casually lead her from the basement, unless she had other business to attend. He hadn't noticed the source of the demon yet, but he could sniff out its remains, and was mildly disappointed that he couldn't capture it for himself.
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Post by Moridanu on Jun 2, 2006 6:34:04 GMT -5
*Her emerald orbs seemed to radiate with a divine illumination as she literally lit up at the sight of her lover standing not far from where she was and holding what looked to be a pretty sad excuse for a wand. Nodding and laughing at his tale of lost and seek, Moridanu walked quickly to him, pausing to kiss him softly in greeting before she smiled and slipped her hand into the crook of his arm.
~Yes, I do despise snakes… such horrid creatures, sliding around on their underbellies.. nothing to raise them from living in filth..~ she trailed off, blinking rapidly a few times before she finally regained her senses. Tucking an amber curl behind one ear, she smiled up at him to reassure him she was okay, before her brow returned to its earlier creased appearance. Chewing on her bottom lip nervously, Moridanu tightened her grip on his arm as she spoke.
~I fear one of our students has been messing with magicks they can not possibly hope to understand or control. Come.. I must report this to Talisen at once.~ she half led him, half allowed herself to be led up the stairs and out into the hallway. Although she had no idea where Talisen was currently, she knew that if she headed to his office she would see him sooner rather than later. With ODK in tuw, Moridanu made her way quickly to the Headmasters office. *
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Post by Cinlass on Jun 2, 2006 20:53:13 GMT -5
Voulchec smiled at the idea.He loved fights but he also liked them to be fair.He always hated when he got inot fight and the otehr boys would bring in like fifty others.It made it hard to fight.He looked the taecher up and down.He seemed to be well groomed and physically fit.
Voulchec walked up to the young man who had had the dagger between his fingers.He smiled at the young man that had almost had his finger removed. "Thanks for your help demonstrator.You were a good test dummy." He flipped the dagger in his hands a few times.He then ran his hand over the dagger.
One by one new daggers formed.He put them into a belt on his waist.He then ran his hand over the dagger again and it stopped.
He threw the first dagger and Sehkem's feet.It landed perfectly in the ground at the tip of his right foot.He pulled out a black. "My right hand is my good hand." He looked at one of the new student. "Tie it behind my back." He looked back at Sehkem. "It will make the fight fair if you are without weapon." He waited to be tied and watched Sehkem's expression.
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Post by Catrux on Jun 2, 2006 23:47:33 GMT -5
(OOC: Cinlass, Sehkem already removed the dagger and returned it to Voulchec)
Sehkem couldn't help but shake his head at the student's arrogance. "Trust me, you are at no advantage with that dagger. You will need both arms if you hope to have a chance. You have the potential to be a great warrior, that I can see, but first you must be broken of your arrogance." Sehkem gave a glance to the student which they would have no trouble interpreting, it said "Don't you dare"
"Since this is just weapons training I will also refrain from using any form of magick. Now, if you would please begin I would like to get this over with so I can return to my lesson plan." Sehkem sounded almost bored. He then looked down at the dagger in the ground after a moment he kicked it up for one of the other students to grab.
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Post by † The Jaxness † on Jun 3, 2006 7:58:15 GMT -5
As yet another figure approached her, she kept to attention, watching his movements carefully as she multi-tasked, watching the show unravel before her. At the sound of his voice, she nodded, motioning for him to keep watching as apposed to her answering his question at what she thought of the situation. Knowing at once that this other student was evidently clueless on daggers, or weapons for that matter, she blinked in her own amazment, wondering how one could survive without knowing the use of weapons. She, herself, was decently skilled in self-defense without weapons, but this stranger appeared weak and unknowning in more then one area.
Shrugging off the thought, she watched as the student she came in with toss a dagger at the intructors feet, it landing just at the tip of his foot. Her arms crossed over her chest, she gave a deep sigh, stiffling a yawn. Shifting her weight from one foot to the other, she thought it best to sit, for she grew tired rather quickly at standing up for so long. Sliding to the ground, she crossed her legs, fixing her cloak to cover every inch of her stature.
Resting her elbows on her knees, she laced her fingers together to rest her head upon her hands, the hood of her cloak keeping her eyes in the shadows, so as not to be seen. The ignorance of the other student drove him to be cocky as he mumbled something about the teacher being at a disadvantage. As he asked another student to tie his good hand behind his back, she rolled her eyes, wishing that this foolishness would pass so she could, in some time, learn something. As if mimicking her line of thought, the instructor said her thoughts outloud, asking that Mr. Ignornace hurry and begin so he could return to his lesson plans.
Having a newfound respect for the teacher she had just met, she hoped he would teach her fellow student a lesson, keeping him from making any stupid mistakes in the future.
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Post by Rayn on Jun 3, 2006 8:47:19 GMT -5
He took one final glance at the figure sliding down a tree to a sitting posistion and turned his focus to the situation at hand at a nod from the mysterious figure. The student challenging the teacher seemed to want to out-skill the teacher because he had just asked someone to tie his right hand behind his back, making him seem more arrogant than skilled. This made no sense to Rayn. Why would he want to try to embarass himself on the first day? Also, when was he actually going to learn something?
He walked over to Voulchec, and proceeded to tying his hand behind his back. He glanced at the look of determination in his face, and shook his head, almost knowing what the outcome is going to be. Before finishing the knot, he leaned forward and whispered in his ear,
"You know, you are not going to win. Why do you keep pushing it?"
Returning to his spot, he hoped this would end soon because he had still not learned one thing since class had started except that he had a fellow student who was outrageously self-assured. He put his hands in his robe pockets, glancing over at the teacher, hoping he would put out Voulchec's flame of arrogance.
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Post by Cinlass on Jun 3, 2006 12:55:59 GMT -5
Voulchec looked the teacher in the eye.He also shook his head."You think I am arrogent.Where that is where you are wrong dear teacher.I just couldn't give a fuck less if I live or die.When your mother is a whore and your dad is nearly the devil why care?"He looked around at the other students."And you all think I am stupid for challenging a master on the first day.Well think of this.I do what other fear to do."
He pulled out his daggers one by one with his one hand and started throwing them.They were goning directly for the teachers heart,thoart, and forehead.When he was to the last dagger he flipped it in his hand and darted towards the teacher.He went for a downward strike.
During this run he had untied his hand and pulled out one more dagger and went for an upward strike to the stomach while the teacher would be worrying about the doward one to his head.
O.O.C.I left it kinda open for ye but donna embarass him to bad.I be lettin my charater be yer test person.
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Post by Catrux on Jun 3, 2006 13:43:22 GMT -5
Sehkem listened as Voulchec gave a summation of his faimily life. "There are worse things in this world than who you were born to. You at least know, You know where you came from you know what you are. All I have is what I made myself into. The past is done, unchangable. No sense in dwelling, now the future and present you can do somthing about." Sehkem then watched as Voulchec threw his daggers.
"First thing you may notice is he threw them all within the same baisic area, leaving a very usable escape route, simply side stepping. Then there is also the fact that daggers are harmless from the sides." Sehkem spoke to the rest of the class and began swatting the daggers away with his hands. After the barrage of daggers the student started to rush him, first with one dagger, then another in his previously tied hand.
"An upward swing and a downward swing, a usefull combination if and only if your opponent doesn't see both comming." Sehkem then lifted his foot high and pushed Voulchec's upward swing to the ground, hopefully pinning it against the ground. With his left hand he caught Voulchec's downward swing before it could connect. (Cinlass I hope you don't mind me taking the liberty of this next part.) Voulchec whether he realized it or not still did damage. The first dagger went into Sehkem's leg, the other into his arm.
"Voulchec has done at least one thing wisely, look at my arm and leg. Even though neither dagger reached their intended target, he still found away to cause damage." Sehkem spoke of it as though he were merely a witness to the event. He then lowered his voice so only Voulchec would hear, "What say we end this, you give me respect and I will train you to be an excelent warrior, so you can show every one that it matters not were you come from, but where you are." Sehkem cocked an eyebrow after he finished his speech, showing he was sincere.
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Post by Talisen Phoenix on Jun 4, 2006 8:18:06 GMT -5
Talisen was making his way back to his office. thoughts were running through is head, there was something amiss, was it teachers? Students? Or something else entirely. He took a seat at his desk and tilted his head back. Exhaustion was slowly taking over, but he would never allow anyone to witness it, He shifted a small clear orb on his desk and tilted his head back down, gazing at the orb, it shifted and stirred the contents began change shape until the orb was filled with an unnatural red and blue mist. It swirled and began to form vapoury shapes. Of Sehkem and his students, Talisen shook his head sadly. Stabbing a teacher? The Child would have to be dealt with and severely, if it was anyone else they would have been kicked out of school immediately, the very thought of stabbing a teacher out of malice turned Talisen's stomach, but Voulchec was different, he was troubled and crying out for help.
Talisen once again leaned back in his chair, he closed the open book on his desk titled "The Phoenix Blade and other weapons" Talisen looked around, his eyes hood was furrowed too low around Talisen's nose, He slowly began to retract the hood off of his face until there was nothing adorning his head at all. Talisen was a handsome man, unusually ageless and wise, his features were sharp and soft at the same time, Blue faded scales surrounded Talisen's large black eyes. They made shapes under his eyelids forming striking lines and patterns. His intelligent eyes were dark and sinister, there was no colour or iris or pupil, it was simply darkness. A terrible wound and affliction that would never be healed. Talisen could sense Moridanu and The Other Demon Keepers presence. He quickly began to fasten the hood back on his head, he swept his long black hair over his shoulder and fastened the hood over his face covering his eyes and ending just above his nostrils.
Talisen flicked his hand in the direction of his heavy oak door and it immediately began to swing open.
"Welcome to Avalon Keeper and my queen what's the matter?"
He said his brow raising under the hood.
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Post by Domar on Jun 4, 2006 11:38:37 GMT -5
A great school. Children everywhere. Magic flowing through the place as though the Magic were it's life blood. These were the images Kaza saw when he tried to divinate the school he had been told about. An older man told him of the school and how he had learned everything bout magic from there. The effort to get past the magical wards was nearly killing him and he was sure that if he had not had good intentions he would have been killed already. He searched and searched for one with a compatible mind. Suddenly he saw a creature with wings sprouting from his back dueling with a student. He could tell that this man, if he was a man, had the same fighting spirit Kaza possessed. With the last of his energy he sent a message to him. He tried placing into his mind pictures of a land in which there was much hardship. A land where the law of survival of the fittest ruled supreme. Then he showed him what was becoming of the land. His people being chased down by demons and ghosts, killed for pleasure when they had done nothing wrong. Children, with the exception of young girls, be killed in the slowest ways imaginable. The women and girls being violated in front of an entire army and a dark figure who consumed the souls of the most powerful of the people. Then he said to the angel-man, "I need your help. My name is Kaza and I, no my people, need you to help." Then he could no longer keep a connection. Before he lost consciousness he remembered thinking to himself, *I hope he heard me and if he did I beg to the gods they will come and retrieve my broken body before the demons find me.*
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Post by Cinlass on Jun 7, 2006 18:27:41 GMT -5
Voulchec looked down at his hand where Sehkem was stepping.He released the dagger and pulled his arm out.He rubbed the wrist to make sure nothing was broken.When you was sure he stood up slowly and catiously.He knew the teacher wouldnt attack him but he wasn't taking any chances.
After he was standing he looked at the wounds.He grabbed the daggers out of his arm and leg with a quick tug.He dropped them to the floor.They made a metallic clank.He held out his hand as he walked close to Sehkem.When Sehkem took his hand he whispoered back. "I will be the perfect student.Teach me great teacher make me a warrior."
He said it with earnest and he meant every word.He took away his hand and went over and stood in the corner of the room away from people.He wasn't ashamed of getting beat.He just wasn't foned of many people.He was ready to become a great warrior like Sehkem had promised.This was Voulchec's new goal in life.
O.O.C.Thank for not makin him suck too bad borthren.I knew ye 'twouldna hurt him too bad.
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