Feng wrote:Given his tiny body, the Chibi ninja is quickly tied up. He grumbled audibly, displeased by the result of the contest and grunted as the heel was pressed against his body.
"Obnoxious airhead more like it" he muttered, squirming a bit. Even the sight of Kazuko's panties don't seem to raise the pervert's spirits.
The ninja was in quite a pickle. Company policy dictated that Chibiwanbanshu operatives ingest a cyanide pill (grape flavored) in the event of being captured by enemy forces. Nuts to that!
"Lord Bones sent me" the Chibi said. "Not to spy on the school, particularly, although he has been trying to keep a close eye on the Exorcists. He seems to have a strange fascination for the group."
He squirmed a bit more.
"I'm in the area looking for a weapon that got loose from the Black Temple. We have reason that it might be in the area, given the proximity of the Chibi Ninja Tunnels."
He looks at the crowd of girls.
"I thought I saw it earlier, but it seems to have fled now.... For the best. That thing's kind wiped out the Northern School, or so I heard."
How embarrassing. Hopefully the Black Temple Elder hadn't seen this defeat.
The trainees who gather around the beaten Chibi begin muttering among themselves. "The Exorcists?" "Yeah those paranormal guys, remember?" "Didn't they break up?" "Well, I thought so. Maybe this Bones guy's not been paying attention."
Kazuko rolls her eyes and digs the heel in deeper. "Oh whatever. Point is, if this weapon of yours is around, we'll deal with it. If it's come here to learn, it will learn."
She smirks, and raises the heel again. "But I'm sick of your cracks about me being an airhead, so let's see how you like it!"
The point of her stilettos burns
Green and she stomps again!
Feng wrote:Waffle Iron.
"Precisely that" he nods, before summoning a pigeon, one of the few not eaten by a certain feline. He ties a scroll to its leg and sends it flying. "I'm sending word to the Black Temple. I wasn't sure if I would survive this mission so I prepared a message to be delivered ahead of time. It details instructions regarding the selection of my successor and the distribution of my earthly possessions."
The pigeon scurries off towards the South.
"That covers my first request..."
Ling watches the pigeon go, before turning her attention to the Chibi. "That was not much of a request. I said I would give you time to settle affairs. If the second is something more involving, I will do my best to help."
Whatevr89532 wrote:The wolf-girl slowly opens her eyes and takes a look. "Well..this is different..."
Ling's hand on Jade's shoulder siphons the excess
Red from the wolfgirl, ensuring it doesn't build to the point where it might start causing issues.
"Very well done. Now, the next step is learning to vent it from your body as you generate it. Generally, a beginner like you won't be able to produce a lot, but this is important. Before, you visualized cute as images, I assume. Now you need to visualize it as scents. Try to bring to mind the cutest smells you can imagine, and envision your body wafting off the most pleasant combination of those scents as possible. Again, I'll help you."As Jade follows the advice, the
Red aura begins to flare again before fading into the air. The tinge to her words and the overall glow starts to dim!
Whatevr89532 wrote:"I don't know about it working differently.." Fox gets a thoughtful look. "It's been a while but back when the other avatars were more active, I recall them acting just the way the colors describe. If I don't have quite the behavior you're expecting from Crimson, it may be because my mind is so used to restraining some less...savory instincts from what the color started out as. I wonder if sharing its more full history with you would help make sense of things.
"But, as far as combat goes--this one's instincts for it aren't bad, they're just tuned for a very specific way of fighting that relies on how much of a tank this body is and the physical strength it has. You want me to be able to do things like dodge and counter attacks, my default form's way better at that. I'm not in the habit of picking fights so I haven't really tested the other ones all that thoroughly, but I know the 'domestic' form is a total non-combatant, over on the other end of the spectrum."
Ling nods now, something in Fox's speech finally making it clear to her.
"You represent all manner of creatures, and your many forms match the ways they have evolved to deal with conflict. Creatures whose primary survival mechanic is being merely tough do exist... I suppose the majority of animals traits those touched by Crimson show here are the likes of felines and canines, creatures more suited for agility, not endurance. This makes sense... another valuable insight."She crosses her arms and looks to the sky.
"If this is the case, then Bloody Fang Style may need to diversify into several subschools all on its own to properly encompass the Color... that will take quite a bit of work. May I request your aid in this?"Knight Errant wrote:Charlotte blinks... looking around surprised as she slowly, gracefully deflects the attacks! She had... when had she... she'd moved on her own? Those dainty movements... powerful enough to deflect the barrage of blows. "Wha? This... how did..."
Ling smiles and pats Charlotte's shoulder.
"The merest expression of the power you now wield, molded by the graceful motions suited for one bearing your station. Imagine what you could do when you fully mastered it."She gestures for the attacking students to back away, leaving the two alone.
"Now. Strictly between us, with nothing relating to honor or oaths on the line. Knowing this, do you wish to continue? Or would you rather revert to being an oni?"AmbushCat wrote:Joni: Well... I guess the long and short of it is that I need your help. Part of what she's been teaching involves me reaching out to everyone who's a part of me. And... well, you know as well as I do that when a team's firing on all cylinders, that's when they're at their best. *smiles, expressing confidence* Feeling up to it, #1?
Hannah cackles, a full-on throwing her head back and laughing from the gut. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Joni," she says, before assuming her icy expression once more.
"So you propose teamwork... okay, what's in it for me. Sell me on what I could get from you."