The shade, bored, patiently conjured a shadow carrion, the black and purple vulture, made of darkness, flapped into the air, the telekinetic bond between the two strong. The wind, acting as the Shade's voice, told the bird where to go and what to do. Mischievous as he was, Shaar was still honourbound, but extremely bored.
Wisps of shadows began to form in the forest, dancing their serpentine dance. Languid, but graceful, the tendrils began to take shape. Whispers in the wind danced about, speaking of many promises, many secrets. The figure, formed of the shadow, stepped forth, hearing a beast run through the wood. Smiling, he formed a shadownet in the route the beast was taking, perfectly hidden by the shadows of the tree. Once the beast touches it, then the shadownet will squeeze it into submission. The Shade waited, patiently calculating the event. It was coming closer.
name: Shaar age: aeons gender: Male weapons: A broadsword, a scythe, two daggers, two scimitars, and a bullova (huge battle-axe). powers: The manipulation and use of shadows and darkness; creation and manipulation of wind, air, and vacuums. His speed is highly increased, his reflexes honed to perfection. race: Shade side: Dark One history: Born of darkness, the embodiment of power, greed, lust, and envy, Shaar's immenint power grows constantly, and limitlessly rises during the twilight and dusk. His powers are vast and never ending, for he is as perpectual as the void. Shaar is the very definition of darkness. He's law evil. appereance: other: Loves his books, his powers... Seeks complete control. He carries elemental orbs and powerful objects. played by: Sessamaru Ooc: Will this baddy do?
Ooc: I thought you did... Ah well...
Ooc: Oi -_-' You guys either leave or magically appear in a damn new town. It's like trying to catch a dead frog... But the dead frog is jumping as it's twitching... '>.>
Ooc: Why am I being ignored? x.x
The stealth ninja lunged forward, ever so quickly, the blade sliding out of its scabbard lightning quick. Basic battoujutsu.
Ooc: *assists sic* Live! *CPR!* LIVE! *hooks up a car battery to the thread, sending in a large amount of volts* Live! 3000 volts! LIVE *laughs maniacally as he plays god* (I don't think that's possible, but, hell, I don't study how much electricity runs in a car battery...)
The drow walked farther into the island, walking towards a tree, where he saw three people. All seem human to him. Vallyn sighed and continued to walk, but, moreso, into trouble. Trouble was always brewing for the battle-ready drow.
Already in crouched forms, the two fighters continuously fought, mostly in deadly, risky spins. Their forms became blurs after a few moments, their speed and momentum intensifying. Sessamaru broke his spinning form, and perfectly executed a double-thrust, lunging in the process. Vallyn, without thinking, broke from his spin, thrusting both of his shamshirs with hilts touching, then breaking the thrust to parry the two blades. Doing so, he crossed the pommels perfectly as he immediately kicked them. Sessamaru, seeing this parry, quickly executed a low crouch, performing a sweeping kick, knocking Vallyn's leg out from under him. Vallyn scrambled to get up, but by the time he arose, a flurry of blue and black came towards him. Cursing to himself, Vallyn began to parry the blades to the side, trying to find an opening. Many were available, but the gaping openings came to a close as fast as they were found. Vallyn continuously parried, unable to counter at that moment and time.
Ooc: "White One" meaning Albino to the dark elf XD Anyway, you didn't miss much, only a new enemy appeared. Sessamaru, without thinking or even knowing, sprang unconsciously forward, both shamshirs dancing their serpentine dance. Vallyn, prepared for the battle, danced his shamshirs around the offense, parrying both blades, using his foot as a third weapon. The foot was aimed to Sessamaru's chest. Sessamaru kicked a knee up to block the kick, arcing both blades over, uprooting them to Vallyn's groin. Vallyn, without consciously knowing, parried the blades away, leaping back, his movements as quick as Sessamaru's.
Vallyn, stood and stared at Tessa and Alaric from a distance, arms crossed as he stood in the middle of their route, his piwafwi dancing malevolently as his amber-coloured eyes coldly scanned the road. He awaited them, no longer wanting to follow them. Sessamaru appeared in front of Drake's province, his black mustang gasping for air. He had ridden the horse hard. It needed rest. Jumping off the horse, he unsaddled the graceful animal, slapping its rump, sending it back into the wild. His emerald eyes stared at the very building in which Drake resided, his black cowl hiding his face. He walked towards the building, his graceful steps swift and deadly.
Sessamaru arises, walking towards the path to the heart of the Demon Half. "Follow, if you please..."
Sessamaru turned away from the town at last second. He travelled towards another place... Where an orb resided... "Eliminate one threat to save... them..." he lamented, prepared to face whatever peril was ahead. Let it be flame or poison, he would still triumph.
From the distance, ahead of the two, stood Vallyn, his body cloaked by his black piwafwi. He stood there menacingly, his cold hard amber eyes piercing through the crowd.
Sessamaru glared at Vallyn, who was slowly walking down to the tree. Sessamaru stood there, waiting for Vallyn to state his presence. Vallyn stared at Sessamaru "What are you going to do, White One? Surely you can't kill me..." He mocked, drawing both of his shamshirs.
Ooc: holy ****! good call! But I wasn't really reading the RP, I was reading my book... and the RP '>.> Sessamaru appeared upon a hill, near the town Alaric and tessa appeared. He sighed. He knew twilight was near, for the sky turned pink and the moon has risen to say farewell to her brother, the Sun. Sessamaru stared. He was mounted upon a black mustang, his clothing more foreign than before. He appeared from the vast desert on the South East Corner of the town. "This One was only gone for nearly a day... They're slow..." He chuckled, reigning his horse down to the town. He held on to his horse as it charged. He made sure he appeared discreetly. They seemed to enter the town. Vallyn sat in the corner of the town's tavern, drinking his rich sanguine wine. He was cloaked and invisible in the dark corner. He was waiting...
Sessamaru stood near a cliff, looking at the mountain range. He was already far from the Lodge. Several hundred kilometers. His legs buckled. Constant use of Shadowstep took its toll, especially when he used up a depleting amount of mana in his rage. He stared out, the moon's pale light shining down upon him and the plains, along with the mountains and the ravine. "What is This One going to do?" He asked, his voice somber.
Tetsuya stood there, not caring if he makes the first move or not. He ignored Edge.
"Get a bloody sword, show some f*cking decency..." He barked, already in a quickdraw stance, his sword immediately in its scabbard.
