ashure
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Post by ashure on Dec 2, 2016 3:36:18 GMT
This new world was truly one that Ashure hadn’t entirely come to grasp with as of yet; there are a lot of rude, vile people in this world. Although, there are a few good people on this planet like the old couple that gave him lodging the first couple of months that he had been on the planet. The thoughts of the kindness that they had displayed warmed his frigid heart. Shortly after the events of the farm he had left into the wilderness in order to do a little soul searching, and attempt to reconnect with nature in order to raise his spirit to the task of finding his brother. Shortly after regaining consciousness from his state of meditation, and decided that it was time to make his way back to the city. The loud noises from the city blaring from the city car horns in the distance over stimulating the pointy ears of the Konatsian. Regretting his decision almost instantly he made his way into the city walking down a busy street looking at all of the glowing lantern that the humans called lights radiating from the store windows. The city was crowded with tons of people walking up, and down the sidewalks. Cars were blazing, and horns were blaring as the wall to wall traffic seemed to be never ending. He kept walking trudging through the abyss of people until he made his way to a steep hill, and gasped in awe as he thought he noticed something at the peak. The Konatsian guardian began to rub his eyes in an attempt to ensure what he had seen wasn’t a mirage. The sun was glaring directly in his eyes hampering his vision from making out what was truly going on. Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Dec 3, 2016 14:25:47 GMT
Ayumu had been spending his day rather peacefully as he was visiting a small restaurant with his employees to reward them for some hard work before walking out to grab his wallet in the stall locked outside to a telephone pole, a set of chains that were dangling freely after some drunkard thought it would be smart to put pressure onto it with a fierce snapping sound causing the stall to barrel its way down the street, the large hill it was parked upon being a rather peculiar place to park it in any situation before he jumped on the stall and tried to hit its breaks while some cars managed to find their way out of the way while others were struck by this large object that cracked their windshield and smashed their engines... Although one who climbed on the front, an man called Ayumu started shouting to everybody in his way for help, hoping that anybody would be able to stop his stall!
Hana in restaurant : 3589584 PL - Ayumu's pl is in hana so sensable but no numbers! (Short post sorry! Hoping to get more to post too next post xD)
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ashure
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Post by ashure on Dec 4, 2016 15:21:11 GMT
Assures eyes would widen as he heard someone shouting for help off in the distance. Putting his hand above his eyes he would focus in the direction of the sound. His eyes would widen in horror as he spotted an elderly gentleman barrelling over a giant hill causing some collateral damage on the way down. “What the bloody hell?” He would mutter as he made his way to standing before the barrelling elderly man. Drawing his sword he slashed his way through two telephone posts creating a barrier mid road. “When you but the wall jump, and I will catch you!” The Konatsian would note his lip as the card made it's way closer, and closer to the barricade he was building. “Blast it all,who the Hell out something so dangerous atop a hill? No matter this barricade needs a to be denser.” With some quick thinking the warrior would begin to push cars behind the telephone poles in order to fortify it for the impending impact. The underlying thought running rampant in the warriors head was what would happen to the old man of his attempt to save him were to fail. He couldn't imagine losing someone else again just because he was too weak to protect them. Shaking those insecure thoughts from his head he would take a deep breath. “I shall protect this fellow, my honor as a guardian is on the line.” Working himself overtime to ensure that he was able to protect the man. His chivalry inspired a couple of onlookers to join the fray helping him to build the barricade. As the impending danger got closer he would about at the group of people. “Thou hast done a great deed, but remove thyself from danger...I will handle this situation.” The konatsian would spread his legs wide to prepare to absorb the hit. Taking what would appear to be a sumo stance. “No matter the strength of the blow I shall not waiver. I will use my full power to stop this assault. A devil's gambit.” The warrior would begin to channel the no from his meridian allowing it to flow along the lines of his veins until reaching his arms and legs. A white aura bursting forth around his body like a burning flame causing his hair to whip from the pressure. He would close his eyes focusing on the task at hand imagining the old man, and the goliath like monstrosity he is on coming his way. Letting the noise of the crowd around his face away into darkness bringing about a sense of clarity. Quickly his eyes would widen with an unparalleled focus. “Cometh hither blasted monstrosity.” Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Dec 5, 2016 16:16:20 GMT
You know, While Ayumu saw you preparing a barricade and putting yourself up for taking the entire blow of an massive stall barreling down the hill, he was surprised at first. Whistling lightly as the panic he had in his body died quicker than any grunt trying to fight the SSE's mighty elite warriors, did he get desentisized towards any form of danger due to his choice of life style? His method of living in general or his incredible lack of any form of strength? Ayumu could not think of even a single retort to this entire scenario as he felt like he should swear in a sense to the person who had been the fool to play with the stall its method of keeping it stable or stuck to the ground. Slowly climbing up on the stall while attempting to divert the danger to his frontal body by staying in front, getting his feet slowly planted on top of the stall as a single woman zipped past everybody while making her way down the hill with still a bowl of ramen in her hand, giving an annoyed look towards the people that were making such a massive deal about this “Seriously, Why are you guys even putting in this much effort? I was trying to eat a meal... Ayumu did you not lock the stall to the pole up on the mountain?” It took him a second, a minute maybe even two to get his brain working again as he nearly got flung of the stall into the sky itself, having sweat drip down his own forehead, Ayumu gave a annoyed grunt “Hana... Why did you not come help earlier if you are looking so content with yourself holding that bowl of noodles?!, You are just making the people who attempted to help look like absolute idiots now!” Making his way down the stall before landing on the ground in a unsteady manner only to grab Hana by the scruff of her neck and slowly move her in front of the person who had so honorably spread his arms in front of the barricade that was so quickly put up while being forced to say sorry. “Please excuse me, the name is Ayumu, this woman saying sorry is called Hana, excuse her... Is there some way we can repay you for your efforts?” As the stall seemingly was tied to the ground via small roots of energy coming through the concrete
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ashure
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Post by ashure on Dec 6, 2016 0:29:59 GMT
The Konatsians eyes would widen as he saw a girl eating a bowl of noodles come charging towards the stall. She managed to stop the stall with little to no effort really. He would look at the girl who after speaking with the old man had began to apologize to the warrior. Releasing the tension from his body he would sigh, and would extend his hands outward in a humble manner. “My lady tis no reason for you to apologize. The feat you just accomplished twas more than I could’ve hoped for.” Slowly relaxing his arms to his side he would turn to face the old man who had been having one hell of a day playing rodeo with some scrap metal. “The truth of the matter is I wasn’t entirely sure I could stop that behemoth.” A sense of relief washed across the body of the guardian as he realized that the man had actually made it out of the situation unscathed. Looking at the gate of the elderly gentleman he would note that he hadn’t shown an ounce of fear during the conflict. Slowly, the Konatsian would begin to attempt to sense the energy of the old man, but to his dismay he couldn’t sense anything coming from him. The girl on the other hand possessed far more power than he did; what kind of situation had he gotten himself into. “Thou art fearless sir, you have the courage of the strongest guardian’s of my planet.” The man would then begin to ask him if he needed any sort of payment. “I am looking to make myself stronger to save my brother from the evil clutches of the Kashvar. I require tutelage of an accomplished warrior who can help to forge me into the fighter needed to save Bloud.” Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a family painting that his parents had done of him, and his brother. The crinkled image was beginning to fade from being carried on the warriors person for so many years. “Twas taken from me at a young age. I don’t ask for much just need to be pointed in the right direction.” Quickly, he would place the image back in his pocket, and would look over his shoulders at the group of people who had helped him to build the barricade begin to cry. “COME ON MAN HELP HIM OUT!!” In between blubbering a woman would scream; “HE JUST WANTS TO HELP HIS BROTHER!!” A shade of red would form across the face of the warrior as he realized he had just told his entire life’s story to a ton of strangers including the duo who introduced themselves as Hana, and Ayumu. Sweat beads would begin to form on his face due to his insecurities about the subject. He would then lightly mutter to himself; “Way to go Ashure, tis public knowledge now.” Shaking off his embarrassment he would smile. “The name is Ashure or you can call me Ash, tis a pleasure to meet you.” Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Dec 7, 2016 6:50:03 GMT
With the crowd starting to get themselves involved into this conversation, Ayumu would slowly raise his fingers to the bridge of his nose and start to thoroughly vent his annoyance with a elongated sigh, giving a quick look towards Hana who just performed a quick nod before letting her energy seep out more and more, an immense amount of killing intent being used to scare most of these people into closing their traps. “Everybody, Promptly fuck off.” She spoke. Her voice was Gentle, it had no emotions dyeing her current thoughts, it was merely an emotionless answer akin to a robot giving an predetermined result as she simply glared at them. It was this lack of emotion that made the situation only grow more dire as she aimed her finger towards the warrior before her eyes “You. Get on the stall, we are going to another location as this crowd will do us no favors. The public eye is one that simply favors those who need the most and never looks further than what is shown on the shallow top of this pool.” Ayumu himself placed his palms down on the stall before manifesting a small stairway made out of solid rock that rose from the ground without damaging the concrete around it, making his way downstairs before stepping into the entrance, inviting Ash with one of his free hands as the other made a downwards motion before the stairway sunk back into the concrete, leaving not a single trace of the stairway that had been there seconds ago. Ayumu quickly interrupted Hana before she could speak once again to get you to hurry up as she made her efforts to lift the entire stall up into the air, his voice coming from the inside as it was a simple bar along with a few tables and chairs that were tied to the floor with a few dimly glowing threads as a cloaked figure sat in the corner taking a deep rest “The name is Ayumu, again, but if you wish for training we have to know first what you have trained yourself in. Along with a mere promise that you will not strive for pain and suffering but instead for a just cause. Or at least an cause that will put those who have trained alongside you or are your mentors in safety as they can learn from their mistakes.” If you were to enter, Ayumu would have been located at the bar, sitting on one of the stools as he looked towards the wall with hundreds of images of current day warriors that he had met, trained and even been trained by as his mistakes were just as well fixed as he tried to fix them.
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ashure
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Post by ashure on Dec 8, 2016 3:29:46 GMT
The warrior’s body would begin to shake as a tremendous malicious energy began to evoke the envoy of people standing in the crowd. Like the gazelle fleeing from the mighty lion they were gone just as quickly as they had arrived. The female known as Hana would then point her finger towards Ash with her intent now deadlocked on him. She would demand that he get in the stall to get away from the crowd of people that had began to swarm the scene.A sigh would escape the warrior as he watched as the man materialized stairs of stone leading down into the stall. The man motioned for him to follow after him and although he was a little sceptic of the events that had transpired he had to do what he must to accomplish his goal. Quickly, the warrior would follow after the elderly man that called himself Ayumu. As he traveled down the stairs he would note that they were disappearing behind him. “Tis no backtracking now.” He would lightly mutter as he made his way into what appeared to be a bar like setting with tables chairs bar stools, which were all held down by what appeared to be threads made of ki. In the far corner was a cloaked figure that appeared to be asleep or in a drunken coma. His attention would be drawn from the cloaked figure to the old man sitting before him. “Tis a pleasure to meet thou, if only it were on better terms. Now, as for my training as a konatsian guardian I have been taught to wield a sword since I was young. Also, on my planet what you Earthlings call ki manipulation we on Konats call wizardry. I also studied under some of the best wizards of my planet. The use of the sword can get me sent to the dungeon here on Earth; I need to learn more hand to hand skills.” Ash would pause when the man mentioned that he didn’t want him looking for pain or misery, but instead to strive for a just cause. The thoughts of his brother, and all the countless others that had been effected on his planet. With a gulp the warrior would begin to speak. “On my planet some people are born with demons residing within them, and during certain celestial events the demon would become unleashed reeking havoc on the people around them without remorse. Those bastards would take the children that possessed those demons, and take them to other planets auctioning them off to the highest bidder so they can rain destruction down upon their enemies. My little brother his name was Bloud was one of those unlucky that inherited a demon, and the Kashvar came after him taking him hostage. I was young when this happened, and all I can remember is the feeling of hopelessness from losing him and not being able to stop it. My just cause is to become stronger...strong enough to beat those demons, and if the gods grant it become reunited with my brother.” Nostalgic Ayumu
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Post by Nostalgic Ayumu on Dec 13, 2016 12:29:08 GMT
Simply listening to what was going on with a small cup in his hands, Ayumu would listen to the story. An basic amount of information was given honestly, no age really and a few details regarding his inabilities or possibly even some illnesses this creature could have. But above all that, as Ayumu was about to talk about how having a blade put you in jail was starting to become a lot less common, the motion of slavery was dropped as the cup that was within his hands shattered with a thick line starting to form around it, his breathing starting to speed up and the beating of his heart audible in his own ears, unless this person in front of him had superior hearing compared to a mere human. It took him a few seconds as an small trace of Mana made its way of his fingers into the cup, restoring the damage while droplets of sweat made its way down his head as he tried to gather himself. Hana only closed in on the old man and spoke a few words into his ear, making certain nobody else would hear it before his mind cleared up rather quickly. “I am sorry, truly.” Ayumu spoke starting to manifest a small detached hand of energy that went to grab a small piece of cloth to clean a few droplets of liquid on the bar.
“If you wish to be trained, first you must abandon the idea of abandoning what is your forte, you must learn to play around the fact that its a obvious notification on how you fight.” Reaching out his palm towards the warrior before his very eyes before an blinding light formed a small and thin blade that soon shattered with a sound akin to glass breaking. “I am not a weapon expert, if I wish to make a weapon I must take ages to form something that is worth a crap, unless it will do not a single bit of damage” manifesting a second sword that had edges that were rather sharp before then throwing it towards one of the tables, only to see it bounce off and hit the ground with a metal clang before then vanishing once again. “Yet this does not mean that you would not be able to store your weapon inside of an bag that would shrink its size, you could manifest weapons or even learn how to change the size of your weapon and make it a necklace, Although the last one will require me to take some of your blood and I will have you promise to give me at least a heads up if you wish to fight. I do not want people to figure out the assistance I am giving to new people just yet, I am far too weak compared to the warriors that are roaming around, although.” Then manifesting a small symbol with the word hope written on it before tossing it towards the person standing before him. “If you accept to become a student I can help you solve that slavery issue when you complete my training, not sooner, not later, because if one wants to make a change they have to also be capable of taking the risks.”
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