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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Jun 17, 2013 20:02:23 GMT -8
Blood flew from her swollen fist as the cement curved inward, caving under the force of her punch. The red liquid began to trail down her bandaged arm, following the old dried trails and making their own through the bruised surface of her puffy hand and wrist. Endurance training...sort of.
Bastille twisted, barefoot- slamming her ankle into the wall- watching the dent crack in further. It didn't burst out with blood like her hand, but it was obviously scratched from repeating this maneuver.
The British woman never really liked practicing in Gods territory, preferring rather to destroy the plethora of abandoned buildings in Dragon Territory. Later she would head to crow territory for a bit, before heading back home to the girls. Mathew got the mornings to himself, she got the evenings.
Another slam as she rammed her elbow into the beaten wall. Small red lines formed along the raised area there- hidden by excess of bandages there. Her crimson hues looked hard on the wall and she tried....closing her eyes, finally confident.
At least enough to give it a try. She concentrated on her Qi...felt the motion of the air around her. Slowly she expanded the energy inside her, outside of her body. Slowly it began to envelope her- her mind working on controlling it within its new container. But she hitched, and there was a loud crack as her began to mutate and the air there began to feel like it was being sucked into a vortex of her own body. she cut it off- falling backwards onto the pavement and cursing bitterly. Her eyes moved to her arm which was now twice its normal size....broken-...she'd have to reset the bone in the morning....................again.
With a huff she stood- intent on still training. She still had one good arm, and she could go until she broke that one too.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 17, 2013 20:30:37 GMT -8
| EXAMPLE CAPTION YO | | katsuri katashi | | The big man had a lot to consider, so it was no surprise he was wandering about Dragon Territory still. It was in his wandering he had stumbled upon a rather odd sight. A female just pummeling cement, caving it in with each blow, despite the fact that blood was staining it from her striking.
A hand came down to his side, the indication for the two, very large animals following him, to pause. He wanted to watch this and the massive grey wolves had no problem playing along with his whims. Granted he was also a still a good distance away from this woman taking on a large inanimate object.
Ghost and Grey Wind, came to stand at both sides of the eight foot giant and would have settled down on their backsides, head still coming to his hip as they did, both as unreal as he was.
Then he saw something that made him blink, something was surrounding her and after a loud crack she fell to her own backside cursing, her arm.. larger? It seemed far bigger than the other arm, at least to him, which was certainly a feat. There were only two things going through his brain at this point, she was either an experiment or a QI wielder.. potentially both.
"Striking as hard as that is not really necessary y'know, you just need repetition to break bone and skin down to make it stronger."
Why would he assume that? She was taking on a chunk of concrete and giving it her all, either she was pissed or she was training her endurance, and not the sort that long runners needed either, the ability to strike someone as hard as steel. Either natural, experiment, or otherwise. Quite a useful thing to have, strong bones that is. | |
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Jun 17, 2013 20:40:33 GMT -8
Bastille sat their and her eyes turned to the man- no, forget that- GIANT. He was at least three feet taller than her, had to be. Her red eyes narrowed, she hadn't seen this guy around before... Slowly she stood and looked at him her hand going to support the very recognizably broken one.
"It serves multiple purposes" She said definitely, but she was looking him up and down with jealous curiosity. It should be a sin to have created her so short. Then her eyes took in the wolves and she froze. Wolves....she hated dogs. Her eyes narrowed a bit.
She had been both an experiment and a Qi weilder- had being the operative word. She no longer struggled against Barker, and her Qi was useless since it insisted on self destructing her from the inside. She'd managed to shove it to her arms so it didn't rupture internal organs, but the bones didn't seem to agree. She was trying to train without using it, but something told her that her normal abilities could only take her so far- and she was starting to fear that she may never lay eyes on the beautiful lion her qi used to morph into when she would extend it into her sword.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 17, 2013 20:57:05 GMT -8
| EXAMPLE CAPTION YO | | katsuri katashi | | "As an outlet for anger perhaps.. but destroying your body is not the best course of action." He wanted to continue with him knowing from experience but he left it alone. He did not seem menacing, at least, he was not trying to, and was certainly not dressed to impress. Simple pair of blue jeans, a comfortable if a little worn t-shirt, and those custom made sneakers.. those were starting to get hard to come by, thankfully the family member responsible for the ones on his feet were still alive, as getting new ones after the bombs was a nightmare.
The narrowing of his eyes merely got a smile from the big man, "Not of course, that it is any of my business, it just pains the heart to watch is all." More like it interested him to watch someone like that. Still. This girl was in Dragon territory, and she had not been accosted by anyone else it seemed. "Are you a member of the dragons?" Rather blunt question, but if she was the type that David and Leon had on their side it excited him a little.. people who were not afraid by the sight of their own blood.. It got his own pumping.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Jun 17, 2013 21:06:37 GMT -8
Bastille immediately went rigid at that. She was the voice of Mathew because she was his wife and she wanted the authority to boss his little underlings around- BUT IN NO WAY WAS SHE A DRAGON. If it wasn't obvious by the glare and seething hiss of a breathe she took- the immediate shout was the cherry on top.
"I. Am. Not. A. Dragon. Over my dead body!" She practically growled. She wasn't scared of him, jealous of his height yes- but other than that, mildly curious and suddenly eager to punch him for even thinking a thing. Though it was nice for someone to NOT know who she was for once. Being Mathew's wife kinda......had that effect.
She was also not very well attired- wearing a worn pair of biker shorts, and a sports bra- wrapped over with bandages- much like the rest of her. She didn't have much on at all.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 17, 2013 21:24:29 GMT -8
| EXAMPLE CAPTION YO | | katsuri katashi | | Well. That had been a big let down, still, she seemed to despise them which did get a tilt of the big mans head. Why so serious? He would not say that mind you, given the seething breath.. and of course the glare of daggers. "Thats a pity, for me anyhow."
He made sure to clarify that before he'd have offered a smile this time, those hands still settled on top of the heads of those large wolves. Those eyes would have looked her up and down, taking in her appearance, and the fact she was littered with bandages.
"Not the first time you've done that I take it? Some kind of feedback from your ability? QI right?"
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Jun 17, 2013 22:00:58 GMT -8
"Yah- stupid Barker messed up my bloody qi, so all I have is a pack of imploding dynamite" She grumped mostly to herself, her British accent leaking through in large amounts. She rubbed her throbbing arm absent mindedly.
"I am Bastille...Bastille Amtrum" She said, the last name ticking of her tongue in an odd fashion. It was the first time she'd introduced herself as such.
"So who are you wolfman?" She asked quizzically, her eyes keen on sizing him up again. Maybe he wouldn't be half bad to spar with- if his pups knew how to 'sit' and stay sitting.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 17, 2013 23:14:15 GMT -8
| katsuri katashi | | Katsuri was their 'pack master' so unless she threatened him with his life they would stay put. Now. On the other hand what came out of her mouth got another smile, not because she was a victim of Barker mind you, but for another reason. His own mutation was a field that acted as if QI did not exist. He would have casually took a step towards her and away from the wolves as if to separate himself from them to try and lessen any threat. "I am Katsuri Katashi... and I do believe I may be able to help you."The casual step was for another reason, though he made sure to take a few more just in case he had not put her within his field. "Try and generate QI and strike me with it." He said this with certainty, knowing it would be impossible, and knowing she would not be harmed by it. OOC: Katsuri is basically like the mutant from X-Men that can make it seem like the mutant powers are gone. Its a fairly old school QI, not sure if it is still in effect or not but when I first made it, it was approved and no one has complained so I am going off that. Link to his old bio here | | KATSURI KATASHI [ BIO ] | | Height | 8'4" | Weight | 502lbs | Hair Col. | Black | Eye Col. | White | Gang Affil. | N/A | Job | Bouncer | | STR | 80 | CON | 83 | DEX | 83 | INT | 85 | WIS | 80 | CHA | 80 |
| | GHOST | | Height | 4'0" | Weight | 197lbs | Fur Col. | White | Eye Col. | Red | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 10 | CON | 15 | DEX | 15 | INT | 5 | WIS | 10 | CHA | 5 |
| | GREY WIND | | Height | 4'6" | Weight | 221lbs | Fur Col. | Black | Eye Col. | Blue | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 15 | CON | 15 | DEX | 10 | INT | 10 | WIS | 5 | CHA | 5 |
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Jun 18, 2013 10:11:31 GMT -8
Bastille grumbled as he got closer.
"Are you an idiot- I alre-..." But she could see it, her eyes picking up on the fact that her meer essence which seemed to sometimes leak her own qi was....not there. The air wasn't moving and she suddenly looked up at him with a raised brow, but her sentence stayed short. With a huff she closed her eyes and put out her hand again as if holding water in her fingers. Slowly her fingers began to move through the wind- but nothing. Her Qi was almost absent.
"alright...." She sounded, her crimson hues opening. "I'm listening..."
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 18, 2013 19:18:26 GMT -8
| katsuri katashi |
| He could not sap her life force, that was impossible, and since QI was a part of life it was not gone, his own just simply made it seem like QI did not exist. That smile returned to his lips after he was certain that the power had not left yet, "Its fairly simple really. If you were to strike at me with your power you would find only your fist hitting me. So, since that is the case..."
What did he mean? Well, he would have took a few steps back and she'd have felt that energy instantly return. It was a suppression field after all, which meant the energy itself was unaffected. Then he would have stepped back forwards to ensure nothing bad happened.
"If I remain this close to you I can choose when and how to neutralize it, if you are coming into danger trying to wield your ability, instead of blowing apart pieces of your body you or I only need to move a few steps closer.. and poof. Like magic. I can not unfortunately make the damage caused by it disappear when you are within my field.. so it may be best to let it heal first."
| | KATSURI KATASHI [ BIO ] | | Height | 8'4" | Weight | 502lbs | Hair Col. | Black | Eye Col. | White | Gang Affil. | N/A | Job | Bouncer | | STR | 80 | CON | 83 | DEX | 83 | INT | 85 | WIS | 80 | CHA | 80 |
| | GHOST | | Height | 4'0" | Weight | 197lbs | Fur Col. | White | Eye Col. | Red | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 10 | CON | 15 | DEX | 15 | INT | 5 | WIS | 10 | CHA | 5 |
| | GREY WIND | | Height | 4'6" | Weight | 221lbs | Fur Col. | Black | Eye Col. | Blue | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 15 | CON | 15 | DEX | 10 | INT | 10 | WIS | 5 | CHA | 5 |
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Jun 19, 2013 13:03:52 GMT -8
Bastille nodded in understanding. So it wasn't gone- it was just...invisible. Or sort of like that. Her mind raced to understand exactly how to process this information...and although she was a bit creeped out- part of her was excited. She had trained herself without her Qi- building up to beat those with Qi despite being average---- in a way she felt like batman.
"Lush!" She exclaimed and raised a brow. "So does this mean you're helping me?"
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 19, 2013 21:42:54 GMT -8
| katsuri katashi | | "I could use someone to spar with..." He was considering the options here, as he could honestly use someone to train with.. he had planned on asking David if the two could knock each other around on a weekly basis but given how busy he was that plan was worthless. Sparring was basically just exercise as he only took it as serious as he would have any work out. He shrugged. "Eh. Sure. Its a tad harder to get in contact with someone now a days though, I am not yet certain if I am even going to stick around this place.."
There was a scratch of his chin and he'd have rummaged around in his pocket for a few minutes, pulling out what looked like a small pad of paper, but given his size he could have carried a drawer full of stuff to no harm. A pen was sitting on the top of it, looked slightly ragged, entirely unlike the paper. He'd have scribbled down an address on it and folded it over after he removed it. He stashed the implements back in his pocket, and handed her the piece of paper.
"Street name and address, should be fairly visible from a good distance." Why was he giving her his address? Because the big man gave zero shits. He lived on the outskirts of Barker territory and did not bat an eye, so if someone was after him they would have already easily known where he was. "Bit of a warning though, if the Barker goons know your face and name you may be in danger roaming around there." | | KATSURI KATASHI [ BIO ] | | Height | 8'4" | Weight | 502lbs | Hair Col. | Black | Eye Col. | White | Gang Affil. | N/A | Job | Bouncer | | STR | 80 | CON | 83 | DEX | 83 | INT | 85 | WIS | 80 | CHA | 80 |
| | GHOST | | Height | 4'0" | Weight | 197lbs | Fur Col. | White | Eye Col. | Red | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 10 | CON | 15 | DEX | 15 | INT | 5 | WIS | 10 | CHA | 5 |
| | GREY WIND | | Height | 4'6" | Weight | 221lbs | Fur Col. | Black | Eye Col. | Blue | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 15 | CON | 15 | DEX | 10 | INT | 10 | WIS | 5 | CHA | 5 |
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Jun 23, 2013 17:52:46 GMT -8
Bastille took it and read it over, her crimson hues scanning the paper two or three times before she seemed to memorize it and tore it up. The mention of Barker only brought a bright smirk to her face.
"He knows me well, and I know him as well as anyone can...." She said, smirking, her hand on her hip- the other still supporting itself at her waist.
"I'm hardly milted by his croonies" She mused and shrugged. "You a friend for danger living that close?" She asked curiously- glad they weren't sparring here because frankly, her arm was getting bigger.
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Post by Katsuri Katashi on Jun 23, 2013 23:23:03 GMT -8
| katsuri katashi | | Friend for danger... "You could say that I suppose. It does not help my prior residence was located in Barker territory, so I was unwilling to part with my stronghold, but disposing of people who poke their nose around is quite nice, they don't do it nearly as often now a days though."
A glance from the big man was given down to her arm and he'd have rose a brow before shifting gaze up to her face. "You may want to get that looked at though. We can talk some more if you're interested later, no need for sparring when you do, can be for that or just a chat." With that he'd have turned to walk away, those large wolves shifting to their feet as well as he did.
| | KATSURI KATASHI [ BIO ] | | Height | 8'4" | Weight | 502lbs | Hair Col. | Black | Eye Col. | White | Gang Affil. | N/A | Job | Bouncer | | STR | 80 | CON | 83 | DEX | 83 | INT | 85 | WIS | 80 | CHA | 80 |
| | GHOST | | Height | 4'0" | Weight | 197lbs | Fur Col. | White | Eye Col. | Red | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 10 | CON | 15 | DEX | 15 | INT | 5 | WIS | 10 | CHA | 5 |
| | GREY WIND | | Height | 4'6" | Weight | 221lbs | Fur Col. | Black | Eye Col. | Blue | Age | 1.5 years | Gender | Female | | STR | 15 | CON | 15 | DEX | 10 | INT | 10 | WIS | 5 | CHA | 5 |
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Jun 24, 2013 14:21:41 GMT -8
Bastille just shot him a glare. "Dully noted" She didn't like being told to go to doctors....or anything like them. "We'll spar later this week, I have business in the area anyways"
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