Mr. Kaar
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Jul 25, 2008 13:05:57 GMT -8
Having taken a High School Graduation test for California state Leon passed and moved on to College. Supposedly at the bottom of the food chain he found himself slightly excited to hopefully run into insanely powerful enemies in this new wing of 259 for college students, but no, they where all weak and rather boring, it was like they only had a fraction more power than normel high schoolers, hell even high schoolers he had faught in the past where stronger than these guys.
So he made his way to the High School building while texting a friend, and finally closed his black razr and pocketed it. Next thing anyone knew a foot was well planted into the side of another persons head randomly smashing it into the wall along with his foot, pressing harder it went through and he pulled his foot out.
"Lets go. Zicd tuhd puna sa."
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Post by Chrynos on Jul 26, 2008 7:41:58 GMT -8
"Puna oui? Oui caas du pa ypma du ahdandyeh ouincamv. Pid ev oui fyhd du, E'mm ramb."
The man behind Leon grinned, standing but a safe distance away so as to not alert the Lightning Dragon. It had indeed been a while since he saw Leon, though the last time he did was during his entrance to the Dragons, taking up the name as the Storm Dragon. He had just been wandering around these halls of 259, searching for clues of the recent drug trade that was going on here, only to find one of his close friends kicking a random student's face into the wall. Talk about a funny sight, ya?
The man was wearing an untucked but buttoned white polo shirt and an unbuttoned black blazer jacket over that. For his lower body wear, he was clad in a pair of black pants, held around his waist by a brown leather belt, which was hidden by his shirt. A pair of black crocodile shoes made up his footwear. Now, for the more important items. Around his neck, he wore a silver necklace with a golden pendant attached, the pendant coming in the shape of yellow tear's outline. The Thunder Wrath Pendant. And another was his Flash Gloves, a pair of self-made gloves made for maximum effect when punching.
"Morning, Leon."
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Mr. Kaar
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Post by Mr. Kaar on Jul 26, 2008 10:16:18 GMT -8
The blond boy turned his head so as to look at the one who spoke the language from the corner of his eye. Leon recognized the necklace, and saw the studs on Chyrnos's gloves. This would be rather interesting indeed. He wondered really what the Storm Dragons motives where in this, but most likely the same as Leon's, Boredom. This usually happened when someone of Sudeki blood was bored, but he wasn't expecting someone as powerful as chyrnos to show up. He wondered though. Could he? the scared and tattered body of the Lightning Dragon turned to face Chyrnos.
"Sunhehk Cduns Tnykuh."
He'd pull his gloves tighter after that, and as he moved to tighten his weights he would say.
"Oui fyhhy vekrd ajanouha duu, un zicd fyhd du vekrd sa?"
He was simply curiouse, as some of the students began to circle around looking for an opening.
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Post by Chrynos on Jul 26, 2008 18:50:33 GMT -8
"Ev E ryja du vekrd ajanouha du vekrd oui, drah cu pa ed."
A smirk crept up to the newly appointed Dragon's face. One thing's for sure, he had changed since the last time he came here. Like every other student who had survived 552, he had developed an addiction. An addiction to a drug called adrenaline. The natural drugs that the body created during strenuous exercises. In Chrynos' case, it was fighting. The thrill of combat, the feeling of pain, the excitement of the clash of skills. It was something Chrynos could never get tired of.
His crimson eyes wandered around the hallway, watching as frustrated students started to surround the pair, as if waiting for an opportunity to strike. He did not know how he had put himself into such a position in their eyes, but hey, he was not so against it either. At least he'd be more entertained, ya? An appetizer before the main course. However, he would wait.
"Crymm fa lmayn dra bmyla?"
He turned back to Leon, his head tilting as he instead flashed a smile of hospitality, totally clouding his hostile intentions. After all, no one understood both the Dragons. They spoke a language only they knew of.
And it sounded so damn epic, it was become one of Chrynos' casual language.
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