NEVERENDING WAR (Medieval Fantasy RP Open and Accepting)

[Leo Lorenzo]

((uhhh....okay.... ^^ I should say ask permission at this point, though, while I'm thinking about it- is it okay if Matt is bisexual?))

Matt leaped backward, his Auran-given sight flickering as he blocked the enemy's knife with his gauntlet arm. His blue eyes were narrowed, and he was starting to get drained to a dangerous level. Long fights were dangerous for Matt, not only because he ran out of energy quickly, but because every hit that he inflicted on an opponent could have a dangerous backlash. Everything was a gamble when fighting, but not a gamble he would have personally chosen to take. The enemy locked eyes with him, Matt could sense it more than actually "see" it, one of the weird things about Auran Guard filling in for his missing sight.

Knowing that he needed to end the fight quickly, or risk death, Matt gave no hint of movement until he suddenly shot forward with War Piece-enhanced speed, and wrenched the knife out of the enemy's hand by its blade, twirled it so that he was holding the hilt, and slashed at the gaps in the enemy's armor. His opponent jerked backward, but not fast enough to avoid the blow completely. Still, the blade had partly hit its mark, and the opponent cursed, then retreated back, not bothering to regain his knife. Matt didn't give chase, and instead chose to extend his Auran-sight and make sure there were no more hostile feelings that could signify enemies close enough to cause trouble. Once he had verified that, he cleaned the knife he'd taken from the enemy and wrapped in in a makeshift cloth sheathe. Only then did he notice that a little while away was a person in armor, with long red hair the color of fire. Matt sucked in his breath slowly, he'd missed the person while doing his scan. But hopefully, the lack of hostile feelings that he could see meant that the person was not out to kill him- at least not at the moment. That was good enough, though, and he began walking slowly toward the flame-haired person. He stumbled a few times, but eventually reached the person. "Hello." He managed, then collapsed back against a wall. He really was drained, more than he had thought.

[SakiWolf]

Fuyuki Koizumi
Male / 17 / Sentinel / Single

Letting out a small squeak, Fuyuki seemed to shrink, sliding down the tree slightly. His shoulders were shaking and he felt an undesireable weight seemingly cloud the air. A reminder of Kaji in his pocket was evident when the small nymph gave his finger a squeeze as best as she could, small clouds of grey wisps flew from his pockets and disappeared within moments, meaning he had to quickly shove his hands further into his pockets to smother them in fear of being seen, "I wouldn't do something like that. I just kind of wandered here. I don't have ill intentions." He swore, bringing his hands from his pockets, shuffling his hip awkwardly to make sure the metal casket remained in its confines of his jeans. Daring to look up at the man looming over him, Fuyuki felt his cowardly side rear its head and his shoulders hunched further up, eyes wide and trembling, wincing at the harsh words thrown his way. Am I honest or do I lie? Ugh. What a mess. I doubt I could take him. Kaji would probably burn the forest down if she could. The raven thought, rapid words scurrying through his head. So much so, that he did notice how the small little smoke nymph had sauntered up from within his pocket, hanging quite happily in the air between both of the men. Her expression however, was one of blazing anger, eyes blazing as sparks flew from her form with the hostility she radiated. Practically screaming to unleash the energy she had built up. All it would take was for Fuyuki to flick the lighter open and click the dial and the nymph would be off on a screaming rampage.
Only just realising that Kaji was in fact within view of the other, he began to stammer and shake, batting his hands down onto her form in hopes she would disappear, but the loathing look he recieved as his hands flew straight through her showed she had no intention of leaving.

[Leviathan~]

Torun...

Torun kept his stance, attempting to remain stagnant as the young man cowered before him. His stone cold stance started to fade as he saw just how frightened the raven was, and he was about to apologize before smoke rose from the boy's pocket and formed an angry smoky woman, hands on her hips and all. "So you were lying." he realized, staring intently at the little figure. The fire spirit was in no way similar to its owner, standing very confident, and also quite angrily in front of him. Torun looked back at the man, who was now even more terrified having realized he'd been caught. He thought about the reward, but this man had done nothing wrong, and his sentinel was only trying to protect him. He'd become much to mortified to possibly be faking it at this point. He removed his hand from the hilt of his sword and lowered his posture to a less terrifying stature. "Relax, little flame. I won't hurt him." he finally said, pulling off his helmet and holding it at his side. "For future reference, when someone asks you if you have fire, you show them you have fire, lots of it."

Ixion...

Ixion squinted at the stranger. "I do not know you, you do not me. Why do trust so much?" he inquired, absolutely perplexed by the man's sudden unexpected benevolence. This world was not one in where kindness and good graces were expected, in fact in most cases they were considered an attempt at deceibt. He was definitely considering bringing out Mikael now, both to make the stranger go away, and to help him build his shelter, which he was now behind on.

Roxanne...

Roxy had been minding her own business when she heard a commotion a ways off. Clashing metal, manly grunts, all good signs of entertainment. She donned The Unyielding and with a few boosts managed to put herself within killing-distance of the two combatants, and as she watched one clearly had the advantage and ended the other with minimal effort. It was an impressive feat, for as little as she watched. She didn't flinch when the man caught sight of her, but she did find herself quite confused when he approached and tried to introduce himself. "I watch you kill someone and you wanna make small talk? What are you a sociopath?" she questioned, taking a single step back and displaying the axe she held in each hand, just to make it clear she wasn't about to let the same thing happen to her.

((Never really took romance into consideration for this one, but I could care less. He could be a furry transexual for all I care, just as long as he suits you well and you enjoy rping with him ))

[Furenzied]

"Do I yet have a reason to not trust you. Besides, the man who shows his sword is more dangerous than those who hide it, because they are the ones who know how to use it." Lance said with a shrug. "I don't intend to cause trouble and I expect to not start any, besides, either way you get something."

[Leo Lorenzo]

((Ah, okay. ^^ Just wanted to know if, in the off chance something did happen, that it was okay~))

"Ah...no..." Matt sat down, not bothering to guard himself. If the woman turned aggressive, he'd have little to no chance at beating her anyway, not with his bare hands and a knife and his current state of very low energy. "I...sorry, my War Piece drains my energy at a very fast rate." He looked up at her, trying to make his body relax. As many times as he'd had to kill people, he always felt drained and tense after, and not just because of the physical effects Auran Guard had on him. His brother's ideals told him not to kill, but it was often necessary in order survive in their war-torn world. "I didn't sense any hostility from you, so... sorry to bother you." He explained.

[Leviathan~]

Ixion...

Ixy frowned. He didn't understand how this man worked. Having been raised by a stone sentinel, most things that contradicted the logical path didn't quite click in his head. "If you really want to guess you can stay." he said, not really sure what other course of action would be appropriate in this situation. "If want to help go get that big box." he said, sitting down with a few unfletched arrows, pointing at Mikael's casket.

Roxanne...

Roxy rolled her eyes. All of the men she had met as of late had been so meak and apologetic. She felt like the man in the situation. She dismissed her armor with a bit of a shrug, the metal slipping and folding until it had all been tucked into the original pauldron on her right shoulder. She grabbed the man by the shoulder and forced him to sit on a nearby tree stump. "Don't be stupid, you've worn yourself out, traveling now would be suicidal." she scolded, glazing the trees for something edible. She made out an apple tree behind an oak and made her way over to it, but not before glaring at the man and then at the stump to warn him that there'd be trouble if he abandoned his new post. She didn't waste much time, hurrying over to the tree and giving it a nice kick, catching two of the 8 apples that decided to give from the tree with the strike. She carried the fruit back and tossed both of them to the man, one after the other, assuming he could catch like a normal person. "Next time don't be so careless with your attacks."

[Bahamut's Regent]

(Do you allow face claims? Also can there be combination pieces? Like and Armor-weapon that has qualities of both but wouldn't be as strong as a single type one?)

[SakiWolf]

Fuyuki Koizumi
Male / 17 / Sentinel / Single

"I wasn't lying, I mean. I'd only seen smoke." Fuyuki managed to stutter, voice high and awkward as he continued to cower despite the small comfort of protection from Kaji.
Said nymph had her eyes trained on the strangers hand, glaring dangerously where it rested on the hilt of a sword. Well knowing that her owner wouldn't be able to fight off someone with such a power and skill, she remained tense. Only relaxing slightly when the man's posture had laxed and his hand was away from his weapon. Giving out a puff of smog, Kaji retreated closer to the heterochromic teen who was still visibly trembling. She gave a soft pat on Fuyuki's shoulder before drifting back towards the lighter and relieving the tension from the lower half of her body that had stretched out to reach the height which she had climbed.
The raven had quickly caught on and brought up the lighter from his pocket, only briefly breaking eye contact with the less intimidating man before him, though he was still extremely wary and his body felt numb, hands shivering as he held the lighter close to his chest.
The words of the stranger had struck a chord, lodging deep in his chest and his eyes widened slightly before he dumbly nodded, barely aware of what he was doing. Fuyuki flicked open the lighter lid, a bright grin was quick to appear on Kaji's face at this and soon the raven struck his thumb down on the wheel and a spark shot through the nymph.
A loud crack sounded, echoing off the dampened trees. A burst of amber burst from between the starled teen's hands as he realised what he'd just done. But quickly the nymph emerged from the licking flames in all her crimson glory. Eyes blazing dangerously as she spurted forward, crackles of embers flew from her form as she stopped directly in front of the other man's face, only tiny in comparison but her attitude flared up, "You!" She seethed, pointing a pale finger, "You stay away from him." Her voice was almost grating and rough, but held a higher pitch yet not annoyingly so.
A groan could be heard from behind her and Fuyuki was resting against the tree with a hand over his eyes mumbling about the Curse he was recieving and that 'could you please go back before I go blind'. Kaji in response ignored, "I may not be able to talk at most times, but I can still certainly stuff smoke down your throat until you choke." The female hissed out before retreating to the casket which the teen promptly closed, the nymph immediatly reappearing in the form she was in previously, her gaze scrutinising and arms folded angrily over her chest.
"Sorry." The owner mumbled out, knees bent inward and hand tugging at the hem of his shirt, eyes averted and downcast as he bit his lip in nervous habit.

[Leviathan~]

((Bahamut I'd prefer that the war pieces stick to either weapons or armor, if I start to let people manipulate their way around it someone's just gonna want to do something that totally goes against the principles of war pieces so I'd like to keep it somewhat structures. I don't care if you use faceclaims so long as you have a written description.))

Torun...

Torun didn't so much as blink when the fire nymph threatened him. He looked at the teen after the sentinel retreated back into its container. "Control your sentinel, if you'd be so kind." he said, before sighing, running a hand through his hair with a puff. "Okay, okay, so I'm not destroying the sentinel so that means we'll have an iron golem on us by nightfall....ugh, this stuff always happens to me." he groaned, looking around a bit for any more surprises.

((sorry for the shorter post, busy me))

[Bahamut's Regent]

(Okay. Got it. On it ^_^)