Reassertion of Manifest Destiny: Akasha : vs : Domen
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Noah Ascended Mystic
Rep! : 17
Subject: Reassertion of Manifest Destiny: Akasha : vs : Domen Mon Apr 16, 2012 3:20 pm
Akasha, a female with aggression issues and one big thing on her mind...Raiki. She wasn't one to become so hooked on a Human, but she was more than hooked...she was in love. Even after his passing, that love haven't died, and now there was a chance to bring him back...but inorder to do that, Akasha had to make a deal with the devil, and that deal would bring her here. The Tournament in which she barely made it to due to running errands for TDK. She now knew of two figures that she felt she would encounter again in what would be problematic situations, and that was TDK and The Prophet...mainly the Prophet, though that would be handled when the time comes. Right now was her fight against Someone known as Domen, which would take place at a Medical Plaza. As she made her way there, knowing that she was going to fight, She would prepare herself by first pulling out her Claws and sliding her arm through the leather arm guard of which the two bladed claws was attatched to. Her eyes was closed as she came within the distance of it and with it she would mutter." I am ready for anything ". And with that, her head would come up to look at her opponent from across the Plaza. Akasha was ready for a fight, something that she had actually been wanting for some time now. --------------------------------
Akasha Kikan Health: 100% Stamina: 87% Akasha's Attributes: STR: II [+0.0] INT: II [+0.0] DEF: II [+0.0] Aegis: II [+0.0] MOV: II [+0.0] DEX: II [+0.0] Active Skills: Ω-Prepare[∞] | ---[∞] | ---[∞] Active Forms: --- | --- Location: Acura[O8A] | Domen[50ft] Theme: Akasha's Theme -------------------------------- NS Units ???: 0 -------------------------------- Relay » "Akasha" Performs "Ω-Prepare[QUE2|DLY2]" - Ω-Prepare: -13 STA | Perfected | [2 Techs | Up to 2 Posts]
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aѕceпxion Supreme Mystic
Rep! : 56 Location : California
Subject: Re: Reassertion of Manifest Destiny: Akasha : vs : Domen Mon Apr 16, 2012 9:18 pm
Some time would pass as Domen would await the arrival of his opponent; he would remain standing with his armed folded in the center the medical center plaza’s parking lot which would serve as the battle arena for him this day. His gaze would linger onto the boundaries, odd floating black lines which had previously been raised by the mages who were under the employ of this village’s leader, before returning to his front and the empty space which it occupied. For a while, Domen wondered if perhaps his opponent would not show. After a few moments of waiting, he would see a woman with bladed gauntlets approach the center stage with him. A slight frown would welcome her; he observed that he would have to battle a woman. The facial expression wouldn’t necessarily be a hint of displeasure, but more along the lines of his natural glare. To him, her gender didn’t really matter so long as she was strong, but given the stereotypical weakness of women, it was his opinion and or experience that ‘strong’ women were over rated, given the title of strong simply because they were stronger than other women.
As she approached, Domen would notice the obvious; the distinction of an Onikonjou was a dark aura which those who were spiritually aware could pick up. Such an aura seemed to radiate about this being before him, causing Domen to realize that she was no human and that they had something in common. “So you are not a normal mortal…” Domen would speak, his deep voice bellowing in a resounding manner, mostly to himself rather than to her directly “…such is a fitting thing.” His large right hand, the one which held the sigil of The Dark King, would come to his side and pull forth and out of its sheath a dusk gray demonic broad blade with red tint gleaming under the blades surface. The blade would be held casually down, parallel with the demon’s right leg with his left side slightly forward in an otherwise square stance to his opponent. His gaze would level with his opponents, and probably with some sort of signal from those running the event, or a nearby mage, the match would be initiated.
