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Post by seishounohana on Apr 17, 2008 1:44:21 GMT -8
OOC:  This thread is open to anything, nothing special. If you want a fight... just say so Emily's up and willing... AKA not thinking right.
and anyone who's curious, this is Czech... kinda interested in it... XD Damn operas. XD;; You can hear it heeeeeeere.Sunset, one time wherein most of the areas of the school would be already closed down. Some enforcers were on the prowl even at night, and surely if she was caught... she'd get into a bit of trouble herself... but the reverb of her room was awful, and her bathroom wasn't really such a good place to sing... "Mesiku na nebi hlubokem
Svetlo tvé daleko vidi"
O moon high up in the deep, deep sky,
Your light sees far away regions The music room was a perfect place to make some noise... to be able to hear her voice bouncing off the walls. Emily hated to sing, but she'd hate to lose something she was ... unfortunately, good at... and besides, she'd already recover from her sores and minor electrocution from her brother the week before. Some minor gashes and stuff from the continuous getting thrown over, but it was something to learn from... something to improve. "Po svete bloudis sirokém,
Divas se v pribytky lidi.
You travel round the wide,
Wide world peering into human dwellings. One thing was for sure - though Emily lost now... (contrary to what her brother insists), she could never continue losing forever; one day, she would be strong enough to beat the crap out of someone, and boy... would that be sweet. Loss wasn't as humiliating as it was before, in fact... the more Emily got beaten up, the more she probably would get used to the feeling and put her pain threshold pretty high. "*Mesicku, postuj chvili
reckni mi, kde je muj mily..."
O, moon, stand still for a moment,
Tell me, ah, tell me where is my lover! An aria of tragedy, this song. A water nymph falling in love with a human and making deal that sent her to hell in the end. A Czech story of a Rusalka; something she only understood by literary translation... ...she was singing to rid herself of inner tragedy. "Rekni mu, stribmy mesicku,
me ze jej objima rame..."
Tell him. please, silvery moon in the sky,
That I am hugging him firmly, A tragic story - that Emily could empathize with. Her feelings for... Unfettered... weren't all that clear; after all it was her first... hopefully the last one. Love was probably out of the question for anyone with an anomaly such as herself. "...aby si alespon chvilicku
vzpomenul ve sneni na mne."
That he should for at least a while
Remember his dreams! The now risen moon provided the only light source Emily had right now; she wasn't up for the light right now. She found silence and solace in the dark... an inexplicable feeling of peace. "Zasvet mu do daleka, Zasvet mu
rekni mu, rekni m kdo tu nan ceka!"
Light up his far away place,
Tell him, ah, tell him who is here waiting! Yes... waiting... For what? Emily doesn't know. The soft instrumentals could only show the serenity of the night... But in the morning, there will be tragedy... surely... Where everything burns under the sun... it's hellish desert-like heat scouring people of comfort... "O mneli duse lidska sni,
at'se tou vzpominkou vzbudi!
Mesicku, nezhasni, nezhasni!
Mesicku nezhasni!"
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If he is dreaming about me,
May this remembrance waken him!
O, moon, don't disappear, disappear! Stay in the moonlight... where it is safe... were it is cold enough to calm from the heat of day. When the fires of war end into the cold, bittersweet darkness of Victory.
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Post by Zana on Apr 17, 2008 14:40:30 GMT -8
Weird sounds echoed through a room nearby as he passed it. Surely he hadn't been out that long! Seeing as to how running into the vending machine hadn't done him through, he was glad nonetheless. Sad...he had really wanted his quarter back.
Well, anyways, Zanathos roamed down a few halls, like a blind man, feeling here and there. The school was dark and boring when no one was around- which made him feel irked. He had this weird...inkling that somewhere in the universe he was being compared to a weakling (Mil- a small reference from the XIN replica awards). Cursing this unusual feeling of atrological torment, he continued to amble down the hall- back and forth. Passing by the music room for the fifth time, yet too creeped out to enter, he counted to three.
"Alright- going to charge in- straight forward."
Looking around for any guards, or policemen for that matter- Zan took a running start.
One
He felt the air whip around him as he sprinted at the door.
Two
He reared his leg back, preparing to smash through that door and vanquish the ghost inside.
Three
As he saw the door approaching fast, he lost balance and somehow tripped on his own foot. Tumbling forward, he crashed through the door and landed on his face inside.
The door had fallen down as well- stupid door. It was the door's fault!
"STUPID DOOR!"
With flames seemingly spurting from his mouth, Zan jumped up, and started yelling curses at the now...battered door on the floor as he stomped on it with pure hatred. Such anger!
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Post by seishounohana on Apr 20, 2008 18:26:08 GMT -8
*Click*
....
The song ended... could be turn for another practice. Her silence was stopped when murmurs came from the door.
...
Then BAM. Someone looked like as if he rushed in, tripped, and vented his anger at the door by stomping on it.
Wow.
Interesting character, indeed.
"STUPID DOOR!" Ah, it was just as she thought; the intruder was a guy. Emily walked closer, at least until the first step of the stairs of the Music class's classroom. "Um...?"
She squinted her eyes to see through the darkness, only seeing a shadow since the moonlight didn't really provide a lot of lighting for the room. Emily could be seen a bit, wearing her usual green turtleneck and yellow long-sleeved shirt.
...
o__o
"Can I help you?" she queried, hoping to get back to practicing as soon as this guy leaves. Maybe... just maybe.
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Post by Zana on Apr 26, 2008 21:53:25 GMT -8
Slowly, as the moonlight followed the girl like a spotlight, Zan turned his head towards her, with his fierce glowing eyes.
"Can I help you?"
Turning pale, just like the lovely moon which cast it's light over the sky, Zan backed away a bit before halting mid-step. Him? Running?!
I BEG TO DIFFER!
Bending low, he charged at the girl as he yelled in anger
"I'LL VANQUISH YOU- THOU DEMON!"
Yes! To conquer the demon he went, with all his valor and glory! To smite Hell's minions with his left fist of justice, and right foot of agony. But first...
It would be a good idea to tie his shoelace, which had come undone during his stomping parade. Tripping on his shoelace, Zan flew forward with a look of utter surprise on his face.
"CRAP?!"
His head would come first, which would collide with the girl student's head. Or, if his head missed, the rest of his flailing body would crash into her.
Not to worry dear reader! Our hero is quite light...<_<
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Post by seishounohana on Apr 26, 2008 22:21:06 GMT -8
"I'LL VANQUISH YOU- THOU DEMON!"
"Um!?" Emily blinked, did he just call her a demon?! It was... utterly shocking, and hilarious at the same time. Now if he'd only let her reach for the classroom light switch...
But he charged at her... aiming to hurt. The girl, took a few steps back. "W-wait!"
...
"CRAP?!"
Then he tripped, falling right into her and driving her and himself rolling down the small stairs. She fell flat onto the floor, the young man right on top of her. "Get off me... please?"
Emily was feeling pretty uncomfortable... and jeez... she wasn't in a mood to fight, but she would if she had to.
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Post by Zana on Apr 26, 2008 22:29:17 GMT -8
Slowly, with an odd creaking sound in his neck, Zan turned his face upwards to stare at the girl with an even paler face than before. He pushed himself off and rolled backwards a bit before facing her once more.
Pointing at her he claimed
"Y-y-you're a ghost!!! I heard your w-wailin-g-g.."
He was completely freaked out at the moment. The whole encounter....so frightening! For Heaven's sake! SHE WAS GLOWING GREEN!
Of course, he was too empty headed to think about the moonlight and it's affect on a person's silhouette. He blinked a few times before pausing, in a fighting stance- and simply froze up. Teeth clenched he stared at her wide eyed as the whole situation turned awkward.
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Post by seishounohana on Apr 26, 2008 23:00:00 GMT -8
"Y-y-you're a ghost!!! I heard your w-wailin-g-g.."
Emily pushed herself up, taking a defensive position right behind the desk. "I'm not a ghost!"
She looked at her clothes; they were shining the colour of her vest! Damn. No wonder he was thinking like this. "It's the freaking lighting, you idiot! O-Open the light if you're not so convinced!"
He seemed to be so afraid of her, and so unconvinced that she wasn't a ghost...
If this was a fight, bring it on!
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Post by Zana on Apr 27, 2008 14:03:26 GMT -8
Inspecting the woman more closely he noticed that she was a bit taller than he had anticipated. He began to feel along the walls for the light switch, as he stumbled about.
"Fuckin' light switch- damned-"
Turning to her he shouted angrily
"WHY DID YOU TURN OFF ALL THE LIGHTS?!"
Of course, he had a bit of a problem with thinking. He didn't care about the situation or anything else- he needed to find that damned light switch! Fingers sliding across the wall, he found the switch and flicked it up.
"Ah-.."
The lights burst on inside the place as his eyes dilated then contracted. Stupid...he had been staring at the light fixtures as he flicked the switch on. Then he promptly fell to the floor and began to shout some more, as he held his eyes which were temporarily blinded.
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Post by seishounohana on Apr 27, 2008 16:06:06 GMT -8
"Fuckin' light switch- damned-"
"WHY DID YOU TURN OFF ALL THE LIGHTS?!"
"Save Energy Day." Emily said sarcastically, well... today was earth day.
>___>
<___<
Was it?
Anyways... The light was open now, and sadly... this young man just blinded himself. What... an... excuse...
"Ah-.."
-Twitch-
...
-twitch-
What... a joke...
"Close your eyes for a few minutes and open them gently." She advised him... still watching carefully.
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Post by Zana on Apr 27, 2008 16:27:20 GMT -8
Zan did as he was told. Closing his eyes tightly, he waited until those colorful spots of light disappeared...slowly.
Reopening his eyes, he looked around the area for a moment, before staring at Emily with wide eyes. Standing up, he looked down at the door for a moment as he considered replacing it. Stooping down, he picked it up and placed it against the wall behind him, then turned on his heel as he asked
"So- what were you doing in here, eh??"
An obvious question which could be answered with a little bit of reasoning- yet he didn't bother. Again, he asked the question, pressing further and further ahead- approaching her until he was a few feet away.
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Post by seishounohana on Apr 27, 2008 16:41:15 GMT -8
"So- what were you doing in here, eh??" Emily softened from her defensive stance, still somewhat upset of being called a "ghost".
... and somehow managed to be a little happy, considering that it meant she was somehow white-skinned enough? Crazy reasoning, but well... it was something right?
"I was practicing until you came along..." she said... tapping her foot. It's a song from the opera Rusalka; Song of the Moon....""
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Post by Zana on Apr 28, 2008 18:51:31 GMT -8
An opera song....hmm...opera...opera..what was an opera? OH!
Zan leaned forward, as he placed both of his hands on the side of his head, with the index finger sticking up. Grinning confidently, he said to her
"Opera with Viking Horns and that weird woman right?!"
He felt as if he had hit the nail on the head...however...this may not be the case.
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Post by seishounohana on Apr 28, 2008 19:04:30 GMT -8
"Opera with Viking Horns and that weird woman right?!"
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Emily shook her head. "Nada." she said, sighing. "This is more of Czechoslovakian folklore rather than Vikings..."
She blinked.
"And you, what are you doing here?" she said, her foot still assaulting the ground with taps. "I suppose you didn't come in here to ask for a spar?"
Right..
This guy was from that insane fight with that gigantic guy, Amos was it? Ugh... that guy was hell to beat.
...
"Well?"
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Post by Zana on Apr 30, 2008 16:21:03 GMT -8
Feeling bad about his lack of accuracy, Zan turned away from her as he stretched a bit. A spar? Turning back to her, Zan grinned and said
"Even if you are a teacher- this won't be an easy win-"
A spar it was- and a spar it would be! A very fun, exciting and interesting one! Trying to get himself hyped up for a fighting mood, Zan pulled up the sleeve of his jacket, and took a bite of his arm. Releasing the forearm from his deadly jaws, Zan's eyes widened with excitement as blood welled out of it. Oddly enough, he began to remind himself of Valekin..
"I'll go first sensei- do you mind?"
He would not wait for a reply. As soon as he heard those words of acknowledgement leave her pretty lips, he would charge.
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Post by seishounohana on Apr 30, 2008 17:13:58 GMT -8
"Even if you are a teacher- this won't be an easy win-"
"Mmph." She said, stretching her legs "You made yet another miss. I'm not a teacher."
The girl would sit into a crouch-like position, somewhat like a dog, stretching the back muscles of her legs. Thank God for pants, or otherwise this would be a pretty compromising position.
"I'll go first sensei- do you mind?"
"Well, sure..."
!!?!
Just as soon as she said that, this guy would seem to zip his way towards her direction. "What the... fast!" She thought to herself. It was obvious that this guy was a noticeable bit faster than herself, but...
... considering his speed, just for how long could this guy last? We'll have to find out for ourselves.
Emily would wait until he came close, using the force of her entire body suddenly standing up to power a punch to the guy's chin... and if it hit, she'd quickly twist her body to shoot one kick into his temple - a simple roundhouse kick.
Should she miss, she would quickly backflip away, sending several vertical blades of wind towards his immediate direction.
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This thread is open to anything, nothing special. If you want a fight... just say so 
