The Fallen Knight's Homecoming [TRAINING/PRIVATE]

Sat Oct 31, 2015 12:57 pm

Codingby: The Frost

ENTER THE FALLEN KNIGHT

Chikara Seigyoki

Song: The Demon Within - Artist: Luke Georgiou - Words: 849

The sky was dark tonight. The clouds were heavy with rain, and sent those droplets scattering throughout the land. Anybody could smell the scent of it, clean and refreshing, like a splash of water in the face. Chikara could feel the raindrops on his cloak, hitting him and everything around him, drenching the area. His blond hair blew gently in the cold wind, stringing along the side of his head, and falling flat when the air died down. Accompanying the rain was its old ally, the cold, which set in soon after it started. The knight wrapped his cloak tighter about him, in a vain attempt to stave off the chill of the night. He could see his breath, white as snow, thanks to light from the setting sun, and the ground underfoot was hard as ice.

He walked, as he had for the past five hours, heading in the direction of nowhere. He hoped to get lost, so that he wouldn't disturb anybody. You see, the knight was on a crusade, in an attempt to become stronger. He isolated himself from society and sought solitude, and found so in a dense forest. He stopped for a minute, resting his legs, and searching the treeline for anything in particular. He saw nothing but the treeline, which suited him fine. He approached the woodland, light blue eyes still alert to anything suspicious, but whatever lay in wait seemed content to continue doing so.

He entered the woods. As the temperature continued to drop, so did the downpour. It could now be classified as normal rain, and the trees offered even more protection from it. Chikara kept moving with his arms crossed, sacred weapon in his belt as it was in Iceland, and remained aware of his surroundings. Off in the distance, he saw something, maybe a small deer or a rabbit, skitter off to the side. He shrugged, the sound of cloth interrupting the monotony, as his broad shoulders forced it up. He brought his hands to his mouth and blew on them, rubbing them together in an attempt to warm them, and made a silent mental note to pick up a pair of cold-weather gloves somewhere. He would need a new outfit soon, with the winter season approaching rapidly.

The knight stopped, all at once. He drew his weapon in one smooth motion, examining the area he came to, long sword at the ready. A slight smile spread his lips, and he moved forward, glancing around this way and that. It was a wide clearing, the place that he came to, with plenty of room for all sorts of activities. It ranged outwards from the middle eighty meters, with a great hole in the treeline, which let in the rain once more. He sighed at that, but you can't have your cake and eat it too. The area would still serve perfectly well for his purposes. He came here to train, and that's what he was going to do.

In a practiced motion, Chikara's hand flew to the center of his chest. He took tight hold of the cloak that covered him, and ripped it off; special stitching made the maneuver as painless as possible. It was a tear-away cloak, you could easily remove it and reveal the next layer of clothing you were wearing. Thieves loved it, for example, as they could steal from a mark and vanish into the crowd. Any pursuers would be looking for a red shirt, while in reality the man would be wearing black. For an instant, onlookers would see a mesomorphic body, covered in draconian scaling from seemingly head to toe. Underneath the cloak he was wearing relatively simple clothing, just a baggy brown shirt and pants.

Then the show was over. Red light began to cover his form, concealing it from view, while his reiatsu was plainly visible to any sort of spiritually aware being. Soon, that was over as well. As the light faded away, bits and pieces of Chikara's form would be visible, until it was all said and done, and he had fully entered Genkakuna Maito.

He hefted his new sword with both hands, keeping a tight stance, and began drills. He worked his way towards the middle, taking steps this way and that, effectively maintaining a three hundred and sixty degree field of view. He stayed like that for an hour, mixing it with an old routine of his that he practiced with his old allies in Reaper Squad. It was significantly harder to do solo, and it's what Chikara had been using over the years to build up his strength. It involved balancing a sword on the top of your feet, then performing handstands. While in full armor. Needless to say, the members failed quite a lot.

He continued this activity for three more hours, until he simply couldn't continue. He felt himself falling to the ground, and sat like that for a while, staring up at the sky. He thought, maybe, he saw something on the horizon? Although he couldn't be sure. The helmet was, after all, very constricting to look through.

Sat Oct 31, 2015 8:23 pm

Artist: Braken - Song: To the Stars - Word Count: Somewhere in the 300s, bitch this is sparta

Too busy keeping track of Yuel, this time, the main unit stayed behind in the laboratory in Mongolia. Having control over multiple forms meant that ASRA was capable of multitasking to the maximum, using her quantum level processors to handle each and every individual unit with the utmost precision.

As such, one of her projects today was studying yet another anomaly. Chikara Seigyoki. Although not an anomaly in the sense that Yuel was, he was in fact on a much lower level. His power of control of spiritual energy made him an enigma to ASRA, whom had thus far only downloaded the records on Sugiurans.

Having watched the man from a space far enough away for roughly an hour now, ASRA decided that merely viewing him training was not nearly enough. She needed to see his limits.

In their battle in Iceland, she did not quite get to test him fully, as the threat of killing a potential ally limited her options on the battlefield in the case of stronger opponents. Now, however... it was with the utmost urgency that she acquired an accurate measure of his abilities. As such, she walked boldly out into the open, where he could see her.

"Do you know, simple exercises like that will never train you for real combat? Especially given that you appear to have trained enough, as far as balance and strength go..." She would pause, waiting for him to look in her direction, then begin speaking again. "Do you remember me?" She would ask, smiling slightly to maintain the cocky air she held around this particular Sugiuran.

Of course, it was obvious that he would, given that he could apparently remember people from centuries ago, it was a trivial manner, she assumed, that he would forget her so quickly, given their last encounter. "So what do you say? Up for round two? This time we can go all out." These units were drastically less capable than her main unit, their offensive strength and such being nearly halved. The only advantage she would have in combat with him would be sheer numbers.

Sat Oct 31, 2015 10:28 pm

Coding by: The Frost

ENTER THE DRAGON KNIGHT

Chikara Seigyoki

Song: Wings of Liberty - Artist: Crystal Strings - Words: 716

The dragon knight slowly opened his eyes at the crunching of dirt underfoot. He stared up to the sky and waited, and just as soon as the noise began, it stopped. His hand went out to his helmet, which lay beside him, and a familiar voice called out to him. With a sigh, Chikara rose to his feet, sword in hand. He was facing away from ASRA, but that was remedied easily enough. The knight adopted a combat stance as he turned about, and he studied the strange woman--everything about her seemed the same, which was an interesting sight to see.

He began pre-fight preparations by channeling all of his spiritual pressure into a single blow, the same way he did last time that the Dragon Knight and ASRA fought. He called upon Kyoryu to move his body for him, and took a step forward. He only had the minimum amount of reishi flowing through his limbs. The rest was being supplemented by Kyoryu; it was certainly a dangerous technique, but the rewards outweighed the risks. He was in Genkakuna Maito, the thick Dragon Knight armor that coated his form was more than enough to deflect any sort of attack at his power level. It was not only extremely resistant to physical attacks, but Sugiuran armor had the ability to absorb magical attacks outright if they were weak enough--while that was a long shot while fighting ASRA, the possibility of such an event occurring was still worth consideration. He noticed that she could discharge apparently all of her energy and then charge up again, but that was in sunlight. It was clearly dark out, at least enough to still cast light over the world, but the sun had been descending for some time now.

Chikara moved forward a few more steps, pointing his sword directly at ASRA. "If you want to fight again, I won't stop you. Although if you want to witness my true power... that'll have to wait until you challenge me," the Knight said, with a cocky tone to match her attitude. With that, he ceased speaking, and began chanting lowly under his breath. Should ASRA not interrupt his concentration, then after a moment, a few things would happen. The first effect would be noticeable immediately--the immediate area around Chikara would begin to crystallize, as air began the transformation into ice. Thanks to this, Chikara now boasted an increased speed, which would surely help in the combat about to take place. The second effect would be impossible for a normal being to miss, as the area directly around ASRA would suddenly become black as oil, and impossible to see through via conventional means. The third effect, should ASRA become unable to see, was a Sugiuran spell like the previous abilities, named Yamatsunami. It was the Sugiuran answer to the likes of Flash Step, Sonido, Heirenkyaku, and the like. However, it is special in the way that it behaves; it condenses the inertia of the Dragon Knight, allowing him to move much easier, as there would be an extremely minimized air resistance.

There is a secondary effect to Yamatsunami, though. It is specially designed to be transferred into an attack, sacrificing mobility in order to achieve this feat. What this meant is that if ASRA didn't get out of the way of Chikara's Sacred Weapon, she would be struck with the full brunt of a two-handed attack from a being that could destroy multiple city blocks with this attack, while trading accuracy for even MORE damage, as well as the focused spiritual pressure that constantly seeps out of his body.

It would be a blow that Chikara himself would have trouble taking. It is the equivalent of being hit with tank shells within optimal range. While he had other tricks up his sleeve, this was essentially Chikara's nom de plume, his signature move and the one he would be known by. He was aiming, partly, to end this fight as soon as it began for two reasons: the first being that he was intensely curious to see how ASRA would react to such a tactic, and the second being he was still upset over the replication of his weapon and sword.

It was up to ASRA to decide whether or not she wanted to take this weapon or not.

Sat Nov 07, 2015 1:28 pm

Artist: Braken - Song: To the Stars - Word Count: 917

It'll have to wait until I challenge you, huh? Asra thought to herself, almost tempted, if that were a word that applied to a machine such as herself, to reveal the full capabilities of her unit.

Being caught within the black oil that surrounded her, her sensory functions such as basic sight were disabled. Peculiar. But her contacts were still sensing him, with a margin of error that would be easily detectable had she been the main unit. Though, simply because she was not, the unit had no ability to detect his actual position based off of where he was before with where her sensors placed him. It would be easy enough for her processors to calculate, but being at this level put her at a severe disadvantage to his attacks. Thus, as the unit was broken down into bits and pieces in an instant, another would teleport in behind Chikara, opening a massive dome surrounding them, and as soon as she appeared, she would drop through a portal opened below her as she fell and made the dome simultaneously, and reappear outside, a portal at the top of the dome opened, and a rather small missile would fly in.

Despite this missile being small in nature, the payload it dropped was enough to bring down a skyscraper. It would not kill Chikara, especially given that his armor was so durable, but it would more than likely crack it to the point where it starts falling off in places, and it may even directly break whatever of his scale-like armor remained visible, or unprotected by the spiritual armor. The main attribute of these missiles was their antispiritual tracking devices, thus, attacking it with a spiritual based weapon, such as his sword was ill-advised. Unless he immediately focused his attention on the barrier, and broke it using the same technique he had just used on ASRA (albeit in an instant, as she did this almost simultaneously with the destruction of the unit) the blow would be taken in full force.

Should he somehow realize in an instant that the barrier surrounding him was not, and could not have been made by the ASRA (1534-125) he just killed, and manage to break the barrier, unless he could get some measure of meters away in a split second, the missile may just follow him, rather than hitting the ground and exploding. In this case, he would need to somehow send a spiritual based item towards it, in order to trick the sensors into attacking that, then GTFO. Depending on his mental deduction stat, this would be unlikely unless he devoted the utmost focus into it.

With that attack, however it played out, ASRA (1534-126) would stand with her arms folded just outside the barrier. Those missiles could not hurt her in the slightest, as they were designed for weakening or neutralizing spiritual based opponents-- she had no soul. Whether Chikara slithered out with medium level damage, or boldly marched up to her unharmed, she would smile with that same cocky air regardless of what happened.

"Chikara. I must say, you underestimate your opponents so easily. You should never do that in combat. Striking at me left you open to my other attacks. Always assume there are one thousand enemies hiding in the shadows as you fight. And always assume they can each bring you down in one shot. Because with me?" She said, a second ASRA (1534-127) clone stepping out of a portal beside her.

"That's exactly the case." said 127.

Then, taking a combat stance, 126 readied her anti-spiritual 50 caliber autorifle in one hand (quite literally, as he hand became the weapon), and a physical based sword in the other. 126 would then begin flying toward Chikara at mach two, swinging her blade with enough inertia to crack the armor he wore. Alone, she would not have nearly enough energy to even dent the armor, so she required sheer speed to augment the strength of her blows.

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127, in the instant that 126 began rushing, dropped through a portal to a spot high in the trees, using her other unit's attack as a distraction so she could slip out of sight. Then, aiming the shot using 126's vision of Chikara as a reference point for her shot, as calculating that was somewhat easy, even for these units, she fired off two rounds at his ribcage. Depending on the durability (or whatever's left of the armor by this point) he may suffer heavy wounds, his scales cracking inward toward his ribcage, causing mild internal bleeding and limiting his breathing, or the shot may simply glance off his armor due to it's durability level.

Regardless of this, taking no chances, 127 opened a portal to yet another location instantly, firing off another two rounds at wherever his back would be (assuming 126 is still alive as a reference point, and properly tracking him), she expected these shots to glance off, but at least hit him with enough force as to knock him forward.

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With the opening created by the two shots to his side, 126 would fire a shot of her own at his stomach, then leap back. "Tell me, Chikara, how do you fight what you cannot see? What is it that brings you to know such things that you should not in an instant? Is this your animal instinct? Sapient creatures are so interesting!" She would say enthusiastically.

Depending on what happened to 126, a unit 128 may appear to fulfil the actions 126 could not complete.

Sat Nov 07, 2015 8:54 pm

Coding by: The Frost

ENTER THE DRAGON KNIGHT

Chikara Seigyoki

Song: Wings of Liberty - Artist: Crystal Strings - Words: 937

...

That was it? After the adrenaline charged battle that took place in Akranes, this is what she had to offer? A broken body, shattering to pieces. He watched in slight surprise as his sword passed through the frail form of ASRA, and wondered slightly to himself what worried him so.

The battle was over. His opponent was... defeated, right? That was it. Go home folks, sixteen second fight that you paid sixty bucks for ended in seventeen. Chikara pulled up his sword, tearing it off of ASRA's mangled body. An odd feeling overcame him. Slight sorrow, a twinge of annoyance, and... regret. He didn't want it to end so soon, and especially not like this.

That was when the familiar feeling spread over his body. The warm red energy of Kyoryu worked in tandem with his own, although the call was answered unbidden. The deep and rumbling voice rang out in his head, drowning out any other thoughts.

Run.

and before Chikara knew what was happening, his body obeyed. Kyoryu's spiritual pressure arced wildly down the end of the Genkakuna sword, splaying in ugly red against a rapidly descending dome of energy. But the slightest amount of resistance Chikara offered to it had caused the slightest fluctuation, and the energy slammed against the dome.

A crack appeared it it, offering hope. But it shimmered, a light descending down the entirety of it, that repaired the damage. It was now that he heard ASRA again, rebuffing him for his hasty attempt of conclusion. At that moment, a whistle sounded behind him. A small target moved closer and closer. He barely had the time to throw up a wall of spiritual pressure before the device detonated, slamming him hard against the barrier.

The sound of whipping wind alerted him to ASRA's next attack. He knew what was happening; the same technique that she had used during their duel in Akranes. It was odd, to be forced into a position like this, when he had defeated her as easily as he had. It became apparent now to him that she might have yielded for his benefit.

Out of character thoughts were dashed away, though, as Chikara grimaced. He rolled to the side at the last moment, barely dodging the blow that would certainly have caused even more damage to his armor than what was already done.

With a quick lunge, he grabbed the Genkakuna, mustering what spiritual energy he required from his own impressive reserves and Kyoryu's vast supply, and lunged at ASRA 126. It would have been in the same instant that her attack barely missed, and before she would have time to recover, she would have been forced on the defensive.

The strike was poised at the mid-section, a rising blow that threatened to cut straight through any sort of rib cage that she might hold. The whole situation was incredibly off-putting. But he felt the sword connect, and at the same time, two explosions rock the back of his body. While his stroke wasn't finished, he still kept a tight hold on his weapon and felt it rip through the body, even though it wasn't... human? Souls and spiritual beings didn't feel this way when they were stabbed. He couldn't get a good look thanks to the force of the impact, and he felt the armor groaning under duress of this level.

That same whistling returned, as another ASRA rose out of the ground and shot off one of those small missiles at him. He had learned his lesson from the last impact, and didn't plan on letting it happen again. A curious observation that he considered in the instant before the missile got too close to dodge was how they exploded on the slightest shred of contact with him. He filed it away in his mind for quick examinations here and there, and lunged to the side. He watched as the damned thing veered after him. That caused him to grit his teeth, as a deeper form of that annoyance from before had come and seen him through.

He held his sword tighter, shifting in his armor. His back hurt... a lot. His body ached all over, and he stared at the oncoming missile, and listened to ASRA ask him how he knew of things he shouldn't. While she spoke, he charged energy into his sword, stoppering the flow of spiritual pressure nearly entirely. It would be barely detectable right now; he had cut off the flowing power to the pressure you'd expect from a powerless, or perhaps higher.

The reply was simple enough. "My Guardian. Kyoryu. He tells me what I miss, when I miss it. I've still got quite a lot to do, so don't think these damned missiles are going to force me to bow out just yet!" With that, he lunged forward, charging at the ASRA clone that spoke last, and leaping high into the air after her. He held out his sword as he flew upwards, and delivering a hard strike to the shield. All of the pressure built up was released into this strike, and the rest of it was released in a giant cone heading directly towards the clone. If she didn't dodge out of the way, she would feel the true meaning of pain--that sword had been nearly fully-charged, and he swung it as hard as he could. The energy carried momentum, and the speed of it was much faster than he could ever hope to be at his current level. He wasn't going to lose this battle locked in a cage like an inferior being, no. She would see that the Dragon Knight would not be quelled so easily.

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