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Desmond held her to him and looked at her. Despite what she had felt on her shoulders, there was no hint of tears in his eyes, only a decisive, pensive expression. He looked closely at her, trying to lock eyes with her, as if to peer inside her mind somehow. He didn't know what he was going to do next, all he knew was that he wanted to help... "Luna... I... Care about you..." He said, struggling for words that wouldn't be misinterpreted. He couldn't just say 'I love you', as that seemed a bit... too strong. He put his forehead to hers and sighs. "Let me help... You don't have to be walled off all the time... You need someone to pass the burden onto, or you're going to hurt yourself keeping it up..."
Name: Kevin Clive
Age: Physical Age: 24 True Age: He's definitely older, though unknown how his body is young. True age only known to himself.
Powers: Crash Magic Kevin possesses amazing strength, allowing him to effortlessly beat down the likes of someone of Natsu's (or Creed's) level, with one arm, without even taking a step, very much like his father. In fact, he also learned his father's magic: Crash. Utilizing this, he can increase his already ridiculous strength tremendously, blowing apart anything in his path. The only thing greater than his strength is his durability. He can take blow after blow from some who might be considered seriously powerful with a single arm, and not move an inch. Even such powerful moves as the Crimson Lotus: Exploding Flame Blade, one of the strongest moves a Fire Dragon Slayer can learn, only knocked him back a few feet, with no notable injuries after the dust settled. His Magic Power is equal to if not more vast than his father.
Looks: Kevin is the spitting image of his father, Gildarts, while being slightly shorter and his hair tending to be more wild and unkempt. He also wears a black trench coat with a torn and shredded tail, and boots, along with a black shirt and black gloves. He can often be found hiding his face behind a white mask, with a sadistic grin plastered onto it, and a scar over the left eye, hiding an actual scar right there.
Bio: Born the son of Gildarts, Kevin grew up hating his father for just blowing his mother off, leaving to go do his stupid training or whatever. Kevin never really liked family life. He didn't like just going about, doing anything to just survive, and he hated being weak and bullied. Kevin ran away from home and found Gildarts while walking to and from cites, knowing him by a picture. Angered, the boy ran to Gildarts and began striking him and yelling at him. Gildarts just stood there after his first bout of surprise, and when the boy calm down he apologized, sincerely. Kevin, taken by surprise, said, "one day, I'll be stronger than you, and I'm going to beat the shit out of you!" Gildarts laughed at him and put a hand on his head. "Why don't I help you with that?" from then on he went with Gildarts, learning how to fight and learning the magic Crash, before finding the Fairy Tail guild, and Creed, who he went with on adventures. The adventures he had eventually led him to find his own way to cross through dimensions, and he went his own way. It's not known what his main line of work is, but it is known that half of any amount of money he makes always goes back to his mother.
Survive (I Wasn't Built To Lose) - Sick Puppies
...I didn't realize I was on my old account when I posted the CS XD
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> well,can i take a chunk off with my hammer,and if not,i dont think a death ray would stop togy(and I dont trust acme crates,remeber what happend to Wily)
Wily just used them in a really dumb manner...
Kevin smirks at 5, getting up. "Rarely do I justify my actions. I fight merely for the thrill of it. The possibility of not seeing another tomorrow, it is... exciting. Something I'm guessing you don't understand. That's the main reason for my ways. I believe one would refer to me as a mercenary..." He crosses his arms. "Yet I don't do it for the money, nor for any sense of moral reason. I guess, I'm just a born fighter? An idiot? Maybe that fits..." He looks over to Creed, who - huffing and puffing - starts flying at Toguro, flames blasting out of his feet. And the flames engulfed him, a human fireball, heading right for Toguro. 'FIRE DRAGON SWORD HORN!' He reared his head, heading dead center towards Toguro, a reckless attack that would almost certainly backfire. It was a very powerful move, but he had put a lot into that first attack and this one, while powerful, would most likely not be enough to put ol' Togy down...
'There's nothing you can't solve with a well-placed headbutt.' Rang in Kevin's head, but with Creed's voice. He hoped Creed had been right there... "I'd rather go down fighting, than anything else in the world... If I die, I want to die knowing I was bested by an extraordinary opponent..." He turns back to 5 and Crash activates once more, his magical aura flaring like a flame. "And yes, Gildarts is my father, and he taught me well... Now, please, let's stop the talking and get back to the fighting, shall we?" He shifted, ready to move, hands twitching lightly in anticipation for a use of his magic.
"..." Desmond sits next to Luna, and before any kind of resistance could take form, he hugs her to him. Both arms wrapped around her, one running its fingers through her hair of its own violation. "I wasn't born yesterday." Desmond whispers softly, his mouth close to her ear, his breath falling on her neck. "Don't you try to put one over on me..." He paused before choosing his words carefully, not wishing to agitate her or something. "I can tell... you're not okay... No one... ever is... when someone dies... It's okay to show some tears, instead of bottling it up." He pressed his face into her shoulder, and despite the deadened steadiness of his voice she felt it dampen lightly.
As Toguro stood there, he felt... heat. On the planet so cold it would freeze a human solid in seconds, a soft warm wind hit him. Upon further inspection, Creed was flying in the air above him, with a familiar ball of fire, three times its regular size, a massive sphere of white-hot flames. "Fire... Dragon... BRILLIANT FLAME!" The dragon slayer roared, a roar fit for a dragon, and heaved the massive ball of flames as fast as he could, sending it barreling down upon Toguro. With an attack of such magnitude, it wouldn't surprise him if he killed Teo as well as injuring Toguro. Oh well, casualties would have to be acceptable. He may not even kill him, but Toguro was his first priority and damn it, he would give it all he had!
Kevin growled, instinctively knowing something was wrong, even in the time of pseudo peace. "Don't fuck with me!" He growls out,looking around, fighting the feeling of happiness. His magical aura flared up nearly instantly after the strike, and though it would not protect him completely from the lightning, the after effects were severely dampened, allowing him to fight the feeling and see, barely, but see nonetheless. He grunted as he wildly threw his hand out, hitting his carbon copy counterpart in the shoulder, breaking the machine apart into the nanobot swarm, and the bots that came into contact with his body burst into their smaller parts, destroying a small percentage of them. Crash had been activated in full, and a good sized crater formed, shaking the ground. The only think he could hope for was that 5 wasn't magic resistant...
The best thing to pit against a machine like 5 is a magic that's made to destroy anything.
Teo cannot feed off Clarent's anger because it is non-existent. It's not so much anger, as a a very eager anticipation of a good fight. So, no super powerful attack for you!
Creed drew Clarent once more, and the sword burst alive with scorching flames. The sword summed up the target, Clarent unconsciously going through several formulas in his head. "Survival in a head-on, one-on-one fight: highly unlikely." Clarent looked at the others around them. They could make up for their lacking strength, though there would be casualties. The chance of survivability will raise, but not as much as they would hope. The sword's flames grew hotter as the blade vibrated with a fury, and the underlying pulsing of a heart. The heart of the flame, pulsing with anticipation. Such a strong enemy, he would be shown no mercy.
Creed felt a power surging inside Clarent, such that the blade had never shown before, and he gripped the sword with both hands, before all hell broke loose. Flames burst from the sword, covering Creed, being absorbed into his every pore. Each lick of flame the Dragon Slayer absorbed boosted his power massively, spiraling higher still. His power doubled, no, Creed's raw power tripled before the flames died down, the man having a new gleam in his eye as he spun his sword with skill not his own, and stood, glaring at Toguro, smirking.
"This is going to be fucking fun!"
In all honesty, he was still not as strong as the large warrior, but this was all Clarent was allowed to spare. He tried to contribute more, but the inner seal of his blade form just wouldn't let him. The power was well hidden, seeming like all he'd done was what he normally would, devouring flames and being ready to fight. But the power crawled under his skin, waiting to burst forth.
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