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Post by HIRO TANDA on Dec 11, 2010 8:57:04 GMT -5
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[atrb=width,490,true] | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/qovfkh.png] It was a nice hot day, just like Hiro liked them when he got the word on where his newest bounty was likely to be. "The Western Air Temple? Great, a bunch of monks holding 'em, probably thinks it's a sanctuary or something stupid like that," he thought to himself as he walked along the long mountianless plains toward the temple's location. Hiro had received the word that the man he was after was in the Western Air Temple by another person that had seen him there just weeks before. He wasn't so much a ruthless murderer like the normal hunts, but his price was high enough that Hiro was interested.
Hiro had never been to this air temple before, but when he was a very little kid he had heard stories about the temple and the Air Nomads that lived there. They were all kind and well mannered, even the men. "Heh, they'll be a bunch of push overs, I'm sure of it," he said to himself, thinking that this would be too easy to be true, and that he'd have the money for the man within the next couple days. Maybe even get a chance to get a ride back to the collection agency that wanted the man alive on one of those flying monsters.
As Hiro approached a cliff, he couldn't believe that there was no mountain waiting for him on the other side. "What kind of joke is this! Where's the stupid temple!?" he yelled out in frustration as he looked around, not seeing anything waiting for him on the other side of the cliff other than a fast emptiness and temple-less mountains. As Hiro pulled out the map he had "acquired" from a nice fellow that couldn't hold his drinks. "I'm right on top of the damn thing, according to this, so where...!" he started, blinking as he heard the faint sound of a bison's roar. He looked out over the cliff and looked down, seeing several large bison's flying around with children on their backs.
"Or, it could be under the mountain... I guess that works..." he said, feeling a little annoyed that no one had explained that they weren't all on top of a mountain like the others were. Hiro decided he'd like to see what was waiting for him below, and ran over to a slightly lower part of the cliff, then pulled out a rope and sharp spiked hook. He threw the spike into the ground as hard as he could as he jumped off the edge of the cliff and held onto the rope. He looked to his left and saw it. The temple was on the SIDE of the cliff, and it was upside down from the way it looked. While falling, Hiro felt the slack on the rope start to tighten as the rope became straighter and wrapped his forearm around it, then gripped the bottom of it as it tightened entirely. Without much of a jerk, Hiro's arm absorbed it and sent it through his body like a small shock wave. He started lowering himself on the rope and looked around for a nice quiet place he could get to. Once he saw one, he started swinging himself toward it and then pulled his arm free and jumped down to it.
Hiro looked around and saw a very amazing sight of a lot of children and adults, all ages, but mostly female in gender, were flying around. They either had staff like gliders, or were on large furry bison in a harness or on their head. "Wow, this is actually very amazing. Too bad that I'm not here sight seeing, or I'd make this a nice little place to stay. But at the moment, I should find my pray and get out of here with him," Hiro told himself, leaving his rope there, thinking maybe no one would find it.
word count: 670
Hiro's Color Code: A00000
total count: 5929
notes: Hiro, the sneaky hunter has found his pray and now stalks the weakest one... Only he may be leaving behind a bit of a trail >_>
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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 11, 2010 9:56:27 GMT -5
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It was mid-day by the time the meeting had ended and Kiri was finally allowed to leave. Not that it improved her mood since, as per an unwritten code, a morning spent sitting in the council room instead of being out there to protecting their people, not to mention the lack of a proper lunch, would always result in a bad mood. Kiri could only fume at their idiocy.
"How much does it take for them to realize that this threat is more than they can imagine?" was one of the many thoughts that crossed her mind in this time. Still, there was not much she can do than what she is currently. After all, she's the only one who can do this job at the moment although... with Fullmetal probably helping outside the temple, there was no one to spend her time wit- *ahem* spar with. So, unlike the characteristic good mood or at least a slightly less cold facade she was in whenever her she-would-never-tell-him-but-is-her-beloved disciple was in the temple, a fact which some of the gossiping sisters have noted, there was nothing to distract from the long rants in her mind that pierced not the 'stoic' Kiri's expression.
The aura she gave off though was more than enough for the more experience sisters in the corridor she was passing through to quickly turnabout and suddenly find some duty they had forgotten. As for the less experienced sisters, that is best left to your imagination... although it may or may not include the full refurbishment and 'purification' of the airbison stable.
And so, the head sister of the Western Air Temple was alone by the time she neared her favorite 'place' where she can free her mind of the various stressing issues of the present. She didn't expect anyone to be there since her past view visits during this time left it happily solidary, not that she knew that it was thanks to her scaring off all the sisters away from this place during this specific time period. Thus, she was not-so-pleasantly surprised to bump into a male stranger just as she was beginning to skip her way in and therefore leading the head sister to unceremoniously land on her rump
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Post by HIRO TANDA on Dec 11, 2010 10:35:39 GMT -5
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[atrb=width,490,true] | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/qovfkh.png] Feeling a rather odd sensation as he turned the corner, Hiro realized he had just bumped into someone and sighed. "So much for sneaking in and out," he thought to himself, reaching for one of his swords in case it was his pray, only to see a woman, a little older than he was, land in front of him. She was obviously an Airbender, that was for sure from the way she was dressed, but he couldn't place how special she seemed to be compared to the other airbenders at this temple.
"Out of the way lady, I need to find someone, then I'll leave," he said, removing his hand from his sword and walking past her from around the corner. He had no need to make any friends, and no need to get any help from a weak monk. If she couldn't fight, or wouldn't fight, then he had no need to even be know her name or her position at the temple. The only way he would even bother to speak to her more than what he already said, would be if she tried to stop him or spoke out in an un-sisterly fashion, signifying that she was different from the other pacifistic monks that he had met on his travels.
word count: 218
Hiro's Color Code: A00000
total count: 6147
notes: Hiro, the gentleman of the fire nation... Wait a second! XD
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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 11, 2010 11:31:17 GMT -5
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Fortunately or not for 'mr. gentleman', Kiri was beside herself both physically, as her aching butt once again represents, and mentally, after another long meeting day in a long consecutive line of meeting days with a bunch of annoying old hags who were too stuck up with tradition to care about the situation closing in on them. It was safe to say that she was at her limit so much so that with this particular incident, she would welcome any form of 'stress relieving'.
"This must be the Lion Turtle's divine intervention," she thought, still on the ground as the green-haired man let go of his sword and passed.
Of course, it did matter to her that the guy was an intruder but that did not seem to weigh as much as the fact that he was rude enough to bump into her while she was on her way to her daily meditation a.k.a. leave-me-in-peace-or-else time, something that not even the council would dare to do, not to mention that he had seen her in an off-guard moment... Fullmetal would probably on the other side of the temple by now if he knew what was to come.
The intruder was barely a few steps away when Kiri stood up menacingly then in a speed that belied her previous motion, quickly drew out her blade in a slash, sending out an air blade at her foe that presumably missed her target's head and embedded itself into a deep cut on the opposite wall.
Gracefully shifting into an even stance (resembling Kendo middle stance), her eyes locked on her foe. If there was any doubt as to her intent to 'eliminate,' it was all but erased by the cold gleam in her eyes... and the throbbing vein in her temple might give it away too.
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Post by HIRO TANDA on Dec 11, 2010 11:53:56 GMT -5
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[atrb=width,490,true] | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/qovfkh.png] Hiro heard the sound of a sword being pulled out before the actual slash and was able to move just enough to dodge the air, not knowing that's what was heading his way, not a sword blade. As soon as the impact was made onto the pillar in front of him, Hiro's right eye started twitching a little. "I thought these people were peaceful monks, when did they start carrying around swords, let alone swords that could do that!?" he thought to himself, spinning around and pulling out one of his swords. It was a woman and he didn't intend to fight her at full strength just because of her bending. He'd rather not fight her at all, especially after seeing what she just did to stone, let alone what she could have done to his head.
"Listen lady, I'm sorry I knocked you down, but I'm in a hurry, there's a very dangerous man around here and I've come to collect him. I'm a bounty hunter, so if you'll just let me be, I'll get my pray and be out of your hair, got it?" he said, more nervous to fight her than he was of anything else. He had fought on clifsides before, and he had fought against master swordsmen before, but if this woman's initial strike was any indication, this would be more dangerous than any other fight he had ever been in.
That's when it hit him, he could use this strength that she was showing against her, and use the safety of the temple against her. "Of course, if you want to fight, I suppose we could play a nice little game of follow the leader," Hiro said, a small smirk appearing on his face before he dashed away, putting his back to her but keeping his ears sharper than his sword. He rushed down a hallway, fairly sure that the woman was behind him, close or not, passing by several other women, all of different ages, but all wearing similar clothing. Hiro noticed one thing about the clothing of all the women that he ran past, no matter the age, they were all different from the clothing of the woman he had knocked over. That's when he realized his biggest mistake. "Crap! I just called the head monk an old lady, knocked her over, and pretty much picked a fight against her!" he yelled out in disbelief, getting somewhat surprised and shocked looks from the women that heard him.
He was now in big trouble if he didn't get his bounty out of the temple and as far away as he could on his own, even if he had to somehow steal a ride on one of the bison the temple had around.
word count: 474
Hiro's Color Code: A00000
total count: 6906
notes: Hiro, Hiro, Hiro, always doing things he shouldn't, then getting in a lot more trouble than it's worth XD Oh well, at least it feels more like an anime than it did before with his running XD
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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 11, 2010 22:30:51 GMT -5
| [cs=4][atrb=style, border-top-left-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topleft:50px, bTable][atrb=style, border-top-right-radius: 50px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 50px, bTable][atrb=style,background-position:center top, bTable][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 500px, bTable][atrb=style,background-repeat:no-repeat, bTable][atrb=style,background-color: white, bTable][atrb=background,http://i790.photobucket.com/albums/yy189/darkseraphim12/Shiki221.png, bTable] | | [atrb=height, 300px] | [atrb=valign,bottom] | | [atrb=style, width: 10px] | [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][cs=3][atrb=style,border: 5px ridge #9c7626][atrb=background,http://i790.photobucket.com/albums/yy189/darkseraphim12/background/blackdawnbg.png][atrb=style,padding: 20px][atrb=valign,top][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 250px; height: 400px] To Kiri who was currently expressing her freedom to wipe off any annoying interloper who would call her old, the green-haired man's explanation passed inside her ears then out the other end. She took a step forward, her intentions all but apparent by the imaginary black flame haloing her form and the just as imaginary glowing white eyes... as if raising her blade for another strike wasn't enough warning.
Then, the man ran off. "Of course, if you want to fight, I suppose we could play a nice little game of follow the leader," he said as he rushed off into a distance. A small devilish smile crossed Kiri's usually expressionless face. Coupled together with the imaginary special effects that probably doesn't feel so imaginary, she was now a caricature of a certain Painted Lady of Jang Hui. There was no hesitation in her steps as she seemingly teleported after her target.
Fortunately for the intruder, his tactic had somewhat worked. The head sister couldn't actually attack in the temple and endanger her people even in a semi-psychotic break that made some of the monks and sisters run off screaming. Still she was keeping up with the man, seemingly apparating between each passed person whilst still maintaining her all-so-real ghastly image.
Fortunately when the man shouted out, "Crap! I just called the head monk an old lady, knocked her over, and pretty much picked a fight against her!" most of the monks on the corridor quickly made way. As if trained to react to this kind of scene which they probably did since they kinda knew what Kiri was like before the war and figured she'd snap sooner or later, no one seemed to want to get in her way.
Thus she was able to close the distance a bit and send another air blade towards the guy without a hint of worry regarding hitting any of her fellow people... although...
"I'll probably have to answer to the council for destruction of property."
The thought of spending time with the hags, contrary to the expected response of stopping and sending out some of the other benders to prevent further damage, instead only fueled her irrationally growing list of reasons to destroy the guy.
And unfortunately for the guy, this corridor was practically a dead end with just some sleeping quarters on one side and some windows-doors on the other. Out the window-door which the nomads used to air jump or in Fullmetal's case, bungie/grappling hook ( at least, on one or two attempts that Kiri has seen), from place to place, was the training area... filled with trainees~
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Chase sequence kinda looks like this but not as fast~ She can't actually teleport or apparate but it adds a bit to the suspense right? (-doesn't plan on catching joo anytime soon-) EDIT: Don't mind this~ she's just plain running at you~
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Post by HIRO TANDA on Dec 12, 2010 7:58:21 GMT -5
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[atrb=width,490,true] | [atrb=background,http://i54.tinypic.com/qovfkh.png] Glancing back, Hiro saw the woman fast on his heels, practically vanishing and appearing closer to him. "This isn't good, it's almost like I angered a god!" Hiro thought to himself, opening the doorway at the end, rushing out just to catch himself from falling off the edge of a cliff-like landing pad. "What!? Are you people crazy or something!?" he yelled out, looking down and seeing almost nothing he could reach without killing himself. He hadn't brought any other rope and forgot the one spike he had at the top of the cliff on his way down.
Looking back, Hiro saw the woman getting ever closer and could practically tell that she was going to kill him if she caught him. "Well, I guess it's down I go!" he said to himself, jumping off the edge and pulling his swords out. As he pulled his Katana out, he shot flames from his feet, sending himself toward the mountainside and stabbed into it, his speed slowing enough to land on the platform that he had seen and roll into the middle of a training session. "Oh, hello, would you mind hiding me, I seem to have angered the head monk by mistake, and I'd like to keep my life if that's alright," Hiro asked a few of the people training that had stopped to look at him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ones that heard him went blue in the face and shook their heads several times before pulling out their gliders and calling an early end to the training session. Then gliding off, Hiro found himself alone on a platform that had nothing below it that he could see, and no visible way of getting back up to the main temple. "Well, this is a fine mess I've gotten myself in... I'd be better off in prison than here from how angry that woman is," he said to himself, putting his swords back into their scabbards and pacing, waiting for the woman to arrive like he knew she would.
"What to do, what to do?" he thought to himself, closing his eyes and listening to the sounds around him. He had never fought an airbender before, and he never planned to fight an airbender at that. The best he could do now, was either beg for forgiveness, or fight his hardest and hope she wouldn't kill him for letting her blow off steam.
word count: 416
Hiro's Color Code: A00000
total count: 8797
notes: My, my, what a pickle Hiro has gotten himself in this time XD
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Post by KIRI KAGETSU on Dec 13, 2010 3:21:40 GMT -5
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A speeding Kiri made it to the door in no time at all, just in time to see the man scare off her precious students (or at least that's what she thought). The wind gathered violently about her, reflecting her innermost desire to rip apart the fool who would dare do such things to her students *ahem*asidefromherself*ahem*. Immediately she leapt across the chasm, crashing down close to the man in a concussive air blast (which he was most probably prepared for if he heard the loud tempestuous whirl of the wind was any indication). The woman faced him, wherever he was, and pointed her blade.
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