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Post by Kazuya Hikari on Mar 2, 2011 23:03:21 GMT -8
His arms casually folded across his chest, Kazuya merely watched from behind the pillar, from the corner of his eye, as Gabriel pulled out his rapier and lashed out at his original opponent, Donovan, jabbing his hip, causing Donovan to tip over, the look of his face clearing stating he was completely and utterly pissed at Gabriel, whom still had the firm smirk planted on his face, as he saw Gabriel's left hand reach up and finger the hilt of the blade on his back. Stepping out from behind the pillar of the clock tower, Kazuya could not help but smile even more in amusement as he saw Gabriel turn his head upwards and look over his shoulder, a straight up, balls to the walls flaming gay grin on his face, even squinting to appear even more homosexual than anyone could ever imagine. "... Always with the air of dramatic flair, Gabe." Kazuya chuckled, Gabriel speaking with a lisp amusing him more than putting him on edge, even as Gabriel lashed out at Donovan with the blade in his left hand, before proceeding to turn his blade on his other opponent.
The blade's jagged teeth buried in Jaus' chest, the coppery smell of blood hung in the air, a dark, amused smirk appearing on Kazuya's face as he heard his rival laugh in sinister enjoyment, tearing his blade out of Jaus' mid-torso, blood gushing forth from the open wound even as Jaus collapsed onto the ground, if not from the pain inflicted from the blade's jagged teeth peeling from his body, then from the immense blood loss he would suffer. With one opponent out of the fight, the only opponent left was Donovan, and given the state he was in, he wasn't exactly in the best condition to get back up and fight anytime soon. Reaching up, Kazuya pulled his swords off of his back, whipping them out in front of him and holding them in both hands. "... I've waited a long time for this moment... Gabriel Seran."
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Post by Roth O'Roak on Mar 8, 2011 5:57:10 GMT -8
(ooc: Forgot it was my turn =D)
Interesting. This was certainly taking it's toll on the student populace. Students began pouring out of the building in a flood to watch the oncoming battle. They knew the legacy of the Dragons along with 259, a good portion of them had been their since the beginning. They'd die before they all saw the end. Roth however was different. He had heard the rumors and stories of the Dragons, but he didn't care. So there was no longer a name/club for a bunch of strong fighters. Boo-hoo.
The flood of students gave him opportunity however. Roth would disappear into the flood. His appearance blending in with the crowd. Quickly he would dart into the Senior building and but on his heroic regalia. The matted trench coat, the fake tribal tattoos, his helm, and of course his black metal bat. This was Blacksmoke, this was the chaotic good part of Roth because Roth O'Roak himself was a soon to be traitor.
He would come back out as Blacksmoke, the Sol Paladin. Roth was just another experiment forced to do the bidding of those who controlled him. It was in this guise he could really fight for what he wanted to fight for, cliche as that may be.
People began to recognize him now. This was on of the men that stood with the Student Liberation Front against Leon Sudeki and held their own. Jayr, Orion, and Blacksmoke fought against the Lightning Dragon and lived. For a lot of people at 259 the SLF was the only thing that gave them hope for a better school system. A school system developed and run by them.
For now he would watch as this war began. He recognized the faces that were there. He new their abilities to fight. He knew that this was going to be quite the spectacle. And he had front row seats.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Mar 17, 2011 2:46:18 GMT -8
"... I've waited a long time for this moment... Gabriel Seran."
Oh?
Is that right. Another game to play and Gabriel's carnal hunger, his lust for power and pushing himself to new extremes only intensified now feeling that gaping grin cross from cheek to cheek as initially focused on Jaus until the man passed out from blood loss and Donnie was left in a state of incapacitation for the time being. Two opponents down and Gabriel hadn't broken a sweat and all the while he was still confident much as Leon had been before that they should have came at him all at once. Kazuya was no trouble either in all honesty, a strong warrior no doubt to say less would be arrogant and stupid but the difference between the two was experience, caliber, and of course the fact that Gabriel had two bad ass blades.
"Well then, lets not linger any longer."
Gabriel would grin changing up his stance as would a character from some fighter video game, his shoulder's remaining the same length apart as would his feet spread the same length apart as his shoulders before facing Kazuya. He knew the boy's fighting style inside and out, seeing as but of course the boys most recent fights were all him for the most part. No deviation left even the most skilled of fighters weak and legitimate to fallacies in their motions, Gabriel was the opposite to that, new fighters every chance he got improving with each step.
Jagged Blade in the right hand while the rapier dampened in the other Gabriel would lead out with his right foot in the same motion dipping the right blade downward to the toes of Kazuya as he was close. In this progression Gabriel's upper torso would dip a few inches lowering into a sort of bow-like frame though deadly it would still presume to be. With the left hand however dipped as well his shoulder would of course be implied upwards as the blade would retract from his pocket and swiped across the boy's torso presuming the dashing defense with his own blade upwards to which Gabriel's left foot would take another semi-step forward with his left foot only to keep his right blade downward using the flat edge of it to contact Kazuya and throw him with the force of his shoulder.
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