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Edited by Will:
6/17/2016 11:34:41 PM
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[b][i]New guy on the block.
Back hallway of the Vagus[/i][/b]
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In one of the dark, dingy corridors of the Vagus, an anomaly occurs. A rip in time and space itself, the air splitting into a swirling purple and black void, and out steps a figure.
The man stood tall, at about 6'2", clad in a form fitting, pitch black armor. Almost assassin in nature. On the breastplate of the armor, a yin-yang symbol over crossed swords sits.
At the man's hip lie three katanas. The first is a vibrant white and gold; quite the contrast to his dark attire. The second is more at home, completely and utterly black. No..black would imply color. This was the epitome of shadow. Devoid of color. The third and final blade is rather drab; an olive green. Though, the pommel is in the shape of an oriental dragon head.
One of the more peculiar things about the man is the mask he wore. A traditional Oni demon mask; made of contorted and twisted black metal, with sprouting horns. Like it was caught between a snarl and a scream.
From the few movements he made, it could be seen He carried himself with self-assurance and dominion. His very form just reeked of power and capability. Like his body was merely a vessel of unrestricted power. It was almost hard to not be impressed by the confidence in him.
The Vagus was surely in for an adventure. The Ronin had arrived.
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*Mortar walks up, the slightest bit impressed at this figure*
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[b][i]From out of a nearby vent, flowed an ash like substance that snaked through the air, before forming together into a man. It was Zander Hendricks, a notorious serial killer..[/i][/b] [i]"God damn, I thought that vent would never end.."[/i] [b][i]He said, breathing in ragged intervals.[/i][/b]
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[b]A man covered in ash walked around the corner 2 screw drivers in his mouth and a third on some type of trinket. When he saw you his face showed a mix between surprise and interest and he just stood there staring and taking everything in, your armor, the mask, your swords. Until after a few short moments he looked backed down at his gadget and continued screwing and walking toward you...[/b]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 6/17/2016 2:41:46 AM[b]Standing not far, leaning against the wall, twirling a special looking kunai is the one and only Malice. His robe laid comfortably against the hull wall while his eyes simply stared at the unique weapon.[/b] [i]"So... It seems competition has arrived... Hmph."[/i] [b]His cat like eyes narrow slightly as he quickly tosses the kunai at the wall until it lodges in, deep enough to leave a crack... But from such a weak throw.[/b] [b]He was dressed in his usual attire, sword at the side, half a helmet, white robe, and white boots. He hadn't changed much besides longer hair, which now fell to about his shoulders.[/b]
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"Stalking me now Malice? I know I'm a pretty guy but come on." [i] Ronin says, looking at the familiar man with a grin in his tone.[/i]
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[i]"Stalking implies I followed you. That kunai clearly shows I marked this hall as my property. If anything, you are trespassing... Sooooo, yes."[/i] [b]Like usual, his face shows nothing but boredom, but his eyes glisten with amusement and humor.[/b]
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"What brings you here to this ship? A sense of adventure, or did you get lost?" [i] Lance says, yanking the Kunai from the wall and twirling it on his index finger.[/i]
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[i]"New challenges, new people, old story. Besides, there is an Aldon on board, and where there are Aldon's there seems to be something interesting happening."[/i]
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"Belle's here?" [i] Lance questions. As far as he knew, there was only one Aldon, and Masq her brother. He knew Cleo, but didn't know she was related.[/i]
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[i]"That's what I thought at first, but Belle doesn't carry a massive machine gun and sword."[/i] [b]Malice throws his hands in his pockets, his eyes gleaming for a good fight. Seems he was after this new opponent.[/b]
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"Looking for a fight Azrael? I wanted to get at this Aldon too. Now how are we gonna work that out?" [i] He says, a mischievous grin in his tone as he twirls the Kunai.[/i]
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[i]"Hmm. That's just the thing, Ronin... Are you sure it would be much of a fight? This isn't Maire's training. I won't hold back."[/i] [b]The slight twitch of a grin sparks across Malice's face.[/b]
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"My swords abilities actually work to capacity in this realm. It could be a fun time." [i] He says with a grin. It was cool, seeing that Malice seemed to enjoy himself and not show spite and hate constantly.[/i]
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[i]"To the training hall then?"[/i] [b]Malice asks, flicking his wrist as his kunai flies back to him.[/b]
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"There's a training hall? That's convenient."
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[i]"I'd assume. If they don't, then I'll file a complaint to the manager."[/i] [b]Malice pads down the hall, not going anywhere specific, but instead searches for a holo map or some kind of sign.[/b]
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[i] Lance shrugs. [/i] "Worst case scenario... We put a mile wide hole in the ship. No big deal." [i] He says with a smirk.[/i]
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[i]"You would put the hole in the ship. I can control my power..."[/i] [b]Shaking his head, he snaps his fingers and let's out a strange pulse.[/b] [i]"Found it. Let's skip the walking."[/i] [b]He snaps his fingers again and the air seems to shake and tear until a gateway of a kind forms from the very air. He steps through, motioning for Ronin to follow.[/b]
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[i] Ronin follows, resting a hand on his katanas as he stepped through the portal. [/i]
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[b]The next room is massive, and a clean white. Tile everywhere and one set of grey doors. It certainly looks like a sparring hall.[/b] [i]"Good enough. And this metal is strong. The sound of our footsteps dictates so."[/i]
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"Agreed." [i] Lance says, resting a hand on his white and gold katana, Savior. [/i]
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[i]"Well. I suppose we proceed. I'd make a Hunger Games quote... But, I don't think odds are in our favor... Either way."[/i] [b]Malice spins around and does his elegant bow, one arm tucking underneath him and another swinging into the air as his back arches.[/b]
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"Spoiler alert, the third book blows." [i] Lance says with a chuckle, bowing traditionally eastern style.[/i]
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[b]Malice draws his sword, the blade quickly igniting with a green flame as he begins a gentle pace in a circle, pulling his robe up to hide his nose and mouth.[/b] [i]"I hope you don't mind... But I've learned a few tricks."[/i]
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"As have I." [i] Lance says with a mischievous grin in his tone. With a flick of his wrist, Lance sends a knife flying at Malice.[/i]
