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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/11/2016 4:41:18 AM
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"Yes Seth, because I'm into dismembering small girls."
[i] Lance said sarcastically, glaring at him. He saw the look Seth had in his eyes, that If Lance were to try anything he'd be on him in an instant. Not that he would, but he could guess the role Seth played in her life. Perhaps it'd be easier to ask Seth about Lana than Lana herself.. [/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/11/2016 5:18:42 AM[i]"Freak..."[/i] [b]He spat, not facing Lance as he caught a small leaf and crumpled it in his hand.[/b] [i]"Hey! I'm not small!"[/i] [b]Lana piped up defiantly, Seth nature common place for her at this point, so she just ignored him.[/b]
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"Sorry. Fun size." [i] Lance said absentmindedly while staring at Seth, his eyebrow twitching in annoyance. This guy was getting more annoying and less intriguing.[/i] "I guess they don't have sarcasm where you come from." [i] Given where he came from was most likely Lana's head... that was beside the point.[/i]
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[b]Seth said nothing, his eyes trained on something distant as Lana finished her paper throwing weapon. She pocketed it away quickly in her scarf and looked down at Seth. Something was certainly off... The look she gave him was distant and uncaring... Like he was a stranger... Some mutual bond between the pair had been severed[/b] [i]"Hey Mister, where did you come from?"[/i] [b]Lana piped up, Alphonse tumbling around in the grass near Seth, who only turned to watch in annoyance.[/b]
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[i] Something told Lance Seth was the one who'd done something piss Lana off. He was the brash and rude one, Lance couldn't for the life of him think of something Lana could do to make someone like Seth mad.[/i] "Everywhere..nowhere.. I haven't had a straight answer to that question in a long time." [i] He says with a smile. [/i]
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[i]"Oh... So you are a nomad like me."[/i] [b]She grinned under her mask, the pupils of her eyes widening strangely. She was like something out of a fairy tale... Something that just didn't belong.[/b] [i]"And you are dangerous too... And you're scary. But in a good way."[/i] [b]With that, Lana popped to her feet, looking down at Seth. And as if on que, he angled himself slightly, Lana leaping off the branch plummeting towards him, catching his fan and pulling herself onto his shoulders.[/b] [i]"Somewhere you wanted to go...?"[/i] [i]"No... The tree is just uncomfortable."[/i] [b]Her voice had turned flat when talking to him... Giving her an almost threatening aura.[/b]
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"Yeah, I suppose I am." [i] He says, smiling at her. They didn't call him Ronin for nothing. [/i] "You think I'm scary in a good way..?" [i] He asked, tilting his head in slight confusion as she hopped onto Seth's shoulders. That was a statement only Lana could make sense of. [/i]
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[i]"Yeah... Scary enough to scare the bad guys away."[/i] [b]She said, looking up at him. Seth on the other hand had pulled a large Cuban cigar from his massive black pocket and chomped down on the butt-end, lighting it a small red lighter.[/b] [i]"You know that's bad for you..."[/i] [i]"Hrmph."[/i] [b]Seth shook his head in somber nothingness and looks up at Lance, his eyes his most distinguishing feature. Black except for red irises that blurred into darker yellows.[/b] [i]"We should probably go and return the band now, Lana..."[/i] [i]"Mister Damien can wait... He's probably asleep anyways."[/i] [b]Seth shrugged and let out a deep breath, only for Alphonse to come by and swoop the cigar out of his mouth.[/b] [i]"You little bastard..."[/i]
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"She's right, smoking will kill you." [i] A somber joke from someone who had killed people. [/i] [i] Although, Lance barely stifled a laugh as Alphonse stole Seth's cigar.[/i] "See? Even the owl griffin knows."
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/11/2016 8:49:29 PM[i]"Ridiculous... The animal is just insane."[/i] [b]Seth pulled a large kunai from his sleeve, twirling it around his finger before launching it Alphonse, cutting his cigar and sending a spray of ashes and embers into the squawking.[/b] [b]In burst of laughter Seth, plopped down, his chest heaving from amusement.[/b] [i]"Seth! That was horrible!"[/i] [i]"Awh come on... No harm no foul... Besides, the little bugger deserves it."[/i] [b]Seth turned to Alphonse who was furiously rubbing ash from his eyes, his paws ruffling the fur around his face.[/b] [b]In anger, Lana pushed up and seemingly glided up to the branch, scooping up Alphonse and cleaning his face.[/b] [i]"You can't do that, Seth... He's just an animal playing around. He doesn't understand."[/i] [i]"Pfft. He can play, but I can't?"[/i] [b]Seth shoots his head back, arms folding as he rolled his eyes, a crack peeling along his forehead.[/b]
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"Freak." [i] Lance muttered in Seth's direction, a smirk crossing his face. People didn't get to be jerks without reprehension. Lana was right, he was only an animal.[/i]
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Edited by Chesh I Guess: 10/12/2016 6:19:47 AM[i]"Don't test my limits, Cold-Eyes... I don't need you stunting my brain growth."[/i] [b]Lana looked down at Seth, worry catching her gaze. He was volatile... But not like this... This was blatant verbal assault, and Seth barely talked in the first place. She hadn't been with him a lot lately because of his shorter fuse...[/b] [i]"Seth... Quiet..."[/i] [i]"I don't need it from you either. All of you are the same... Sensitive failures."[/i] [b]Seth got to his feet, dusting himself off, a sense of dread surrounding him as another crack ran up his neck and across his nose.[/b] [i]"Ridiculous..."[/i] [b]He breathed, his tone turning hostile.[/b]
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"We can go right now, Dropped Porcelain." [i] Lance said with a sneer, mocking the cracks on his skin. There was nothing more in this world he hated than a bully. And that's what Seth was looking like to Lana. Senseless insults. [/i]
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[i]"Pfft. Assuming you can throw a punch..."[/i] [i]"Seth...! What's wrong with you?"[/i] [b]Lana stared at her companion, the tall man cracking once more, as if ready to burst open.[/b] [i]"Enough! I'm sick of this! I'm sick of being tied down! I'm sick of being a slave! You have no right to tell me what I have to do! I demand freedom!"[/i] [b]Seth scowled, his body trembling with raw emotion. Lana winced and looked down, her eyes hidden from view.[/b] [i]"I can't..."[/i] [b]She mumbled, Seth grunting in response. He turned, rubbing a hand over his cheek, feeling the cracks in his skin, giving him a clay appearance.[/b] [i]"Ridiculous..."[/i] [b]He repeated, sick of being forced to love something he wasn't entirely sure he actually cared about. If he was free... A real being... Would he still care about Lana? Would she even let him go? It made him hateful... His love and empathy fading as dark thoughts filled his mind.[/b] [b]Lana could only throw Lance an apologetic look, unable to explain Seth's newfound behavior. He... Ha D.C. hanged recently. First the ramblings of dark things... His outbursts and violent tendencies... Gone was the cool and collected warrior with less words than a fish... Now a savage and bitter creature with little emotion to others.[/b]
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"Quit your bitching Fan Boy." [i] Lance mocked his weapons, and the fact he was complaining. In truth, Lance didn't like the weapon Seth carried. People only carried a fan and scythe if they were a master of it. The one man he'd met who had, was indeed a master. Beyond that, even. [/i]
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[b]In a blur, a kunai flew past Lance, a wisp of paper fluttering by as it sparked and slowly crumpled up before exploding on the branch, cracking it, and causing it to bend downward with a wary thunk.[/b] [b]Lana fluttered to another safe perch and dashed along the edge as Alphonse followed behind... She looked down at Seth, startled by his outburst...[/b] [i]"Seth, I demand you to stop!"[/i] [i]"It doesn't work anymore! I don't feel anything anymore!"[/i] [b]He grit his teeth and pulled another explosive kunai, launching it towards Lana only for her to send the origami throwing star into it, which was surpassingly strong enough to send the kunai away... Her origami paper was... Unnatural.[/b]
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Edited by Will: 10/13/2016 2:59:44 AM[i] Lance, still having been standing upside down once Seth threw the kunai, launched himself at Seth past the explosion. Shadows cloaked him mid-flight, dissipating to leave him in his glossy black armor and mask, all three katanas on his back. In a blur, he drew the Dragon Blade, its edge sparking into a glowing blue, as he swung straight for Seth's chest mid-air dash.[/i] "You wanna play? We can play." [i] Lance says through the mask, a sneer in his tone. He planned to take Seth down a peg. [/i] https://imgur.com/a/MiiYp https://imgur.com/a/CdM6F
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[b]Seth didn't move, a flurry of kunai escaping him as he launched a volley of explosives at Lance.[/b] [i]"Pfft. Let's see if you can actually cut more than paper..."[/i] [b]Seth didn't draw his own weapon, instead, rolling back his black sleeves to use his fists. He barely ever had to use Maelstrom, and when he did, it dusky meant a last resort.[/b]
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[i] Lance flicked a wrist, the air shimmering in the path's of the Kunai. They promptly vanished, seemingly flying directly into thin air, where Lance deposited them at the bottom of an ocean three dimensions away. He flinched slightly, but regaining his composure quickly. It wasn't an easy skill to use, making things travel through time and space that wasn't himself.[/i] "I can cut a lot more than paper you smug bastard." [i] Lance said, swinging at Seth's face with the blade. At the last second, his form blurred away and the branch Seth was standing on fell to the ground in six different pieces, Lance suddenly above Seth and cleaving downwards. He definitely was fast..[/i]
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[b]Seth leaped to a nearby, much thinner branch, balancing easily while drawing yet another kunai... But this one was not explosive, instead, it had a fan on the end.[/b] [b]Seth threw it high into the air before the fan started to spin and the weapon launched towards Lance, following his movements while still maintaining momentum and fight.[/b]
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[i] Lance turned on the kunai, swinging his superheated blade on the small knife viciously. He figured he'd slice through it, but there was no telling.[/i]
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[b]Upon the blade connecting with the kunai, long strands of white energy rocketed out everywhere, like sharpened wind... Cutting branches and assaulting almost every viable direction.[/b] [i]"Hmph... Basic..."[/i]
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[i] Lance covered his face with his arms, the sharpened wind digging furrows in his armor but not slicing anything off. Lance smirked under the mask as a "hiss" and some steam popped on the breastplate of his armor. One of the four cylinders popped out of his chestplate, a cylindrical container filled with green colored liquid. Lance hurled it at Seth. [/i]
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[b]Seth jumped backwards, throwing out an arm to catch another branch as he tried to avoid the cylinder.[/b] [b]Meanwhile, he'd already drawn more of the kunai from before, one in each hand as he balanced himself on a thick branch closer to the bottom of the tree.[/b] [i]"Not even close..."[/i]
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[i] Lance sneered. Seth was too cocky for his own good. With a flick of his wrist, a small fireball erupted in his hand in which he threw it at the trees Where the green liquid had splashed. Anywhere with any trace of it erupted in a massive inferno, sticking to the trees like adhesive and rapidly burning at a heat indescribable. Greek Fire was a bitch, Lance almost chuckled at the face Archimedes made when he wanted to know the recipe. [/i] "Alright Sethy boy, let's heat things up." [i] Holding his arm out, his forearm began to glow with an orange light.[/i] "Pyro." [i] The flames began to swirl and twist, beckoning to Lance's control and slowly began to pool into a massive hurricane of flame. [/i]
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[b]Seth grinned, folding his hands together, separating them a second later as a pale white orb formed in between the two palms. Quickly, he flung the orb outwards, breaking it apart as it suddenly erupted into a massive windstorm, scattering leaves and breaking branches as Seth launched himself upwards, jumping from branch to branch hastily... Fire climbed, but so did wind... And that meant it could carry him away if need be... Besides... The windstorms were easy to manufacture... Quick in growth.[/b]
