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Fire and Ice: The Ghoul Wars

@shylarah yeah, it's some higher-level stuff. At this point, Amuné hasn't tapped into her full potential, so no. There's no way for her to counter the gold she is in currently.

Fire and Ice: The Ghoul Wars

@shylarah abandoning Orion for a post or two

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Tsitua hit the mat with a laugh. He had sensed Amune's sight re-balance, and could've countered the throw with ease. But he knew she would See all of it coming. "How do you fight someone who knows what you'll do?" He wondered aloud as she put him in whatever hold she decided on.

"You do nothing." Mae answered him.

Tsitua lowered his chakra to little more than a smolder, something that very few people do on that level. It wasn't masked or hidden, merely controlled to the point that any vision she might receive of what he would do would be unclear, like he was out of focus. "See, I'm aware that visions don't require chakra, but it does rely on chakras of others to predict certain patterns. Without chakra, an individual is erased. If you train yourself to early erase it, it becomes difficult to See what happens next." He reversed her hold into a modified, facedown arm bar, using his shoulder to anchor her wrist with his superior muscle strength. Both of his hands were free as all he had to do was stay in a sitting position.

He gave her an endearing look. She was so like Zeela.

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Cain spoke through his helmet, his voice sounding metallic and artificial, "Target identified, ghoul: Royal, designation: Wolf." His head turned sharply toward the enemy, "Eliminate."

Wolf snarled in return and lunged forward. Cain met him in the middle and continued toward the other wall. Stopping a meter before impact, he whipped his blade, removing the blood. Wolf stumbled and fell. Both of his Achilles' tendons, his hip flexors, and the ligaments holding his knee caps were all severed, and his healing factor would take too long to repair those for him to rise before another attack. He looked to the kami, speaking a single, stone cold word, "Engage." He commanded.

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@shylarahTsitua smiled at her observation. The irony of a Seer calling him perceptive was a rarity. Nunque had always referred to him as someone who “sees nothing” in the past. He locked eyes on her that transformed from monochromic hazel and blue to soft red with no pupils. Instead of the black void of pupils, there was a gentle, white glow of illumination. “I have had many years to hone my senses. These eyes help me to see things others cannot.” He said, bringing his hands up and waving at her to begin.

--He saw through her initial deception, and decided to use it as his own. She swept his counter aside as he knew she would, but then he felt foreign energy permeate his entire body. She wasn’t attacking, she was looking for his weaknesses. “Lesson one.” He said as she was about to discover that the body she was testing for weakness was an ash clone with a much more convincing chakra signature than the previous one. He shrugged out of the shell that clone had provided as it fell into a pile of slate colored dust and landed a single, solid punch into her rib cage. The strike was only enough to disrupt her Sight web with a burst of his own chakra and knock some wind out of her; the technique she was trying to use unbeknownst to him. “Know your enemy, and ready yourself accordingly. Find a way to get around their strengths using your own.” He readied for the next attack.--

Tsitua came to. In the brief moment of the energy surge he felt upon contact with Amune’s arm, his chakra that had been dumped into his clone connected to hers. In that split second, he saw what was shown to her through the connection, and was powerless to stop what happened. She was ready for him, and managed amazingly to land a reciprocated strike to the one he had planned to use in the vision. He recoiled and stepped back with a gasp as his ash clone shell crumbled, and the second, hidden ash clone on the ceiling also fell to dust with the disruption of his chakra. She wasn’t strong enough to cancel his massive amount energy, but disrupting it was impressive enough.

He looked to Mae, whose jaw was practically on the floor, and laughed. Shaking his head as he rebalanced his chakra, the hybrid popped his elbows and admitted, “Maybe I underestimated you.”

[I hope this is okay. I assumed that if she was looking for such an opening that she would go ahead and take it.]

****

Orion’s heart pounded against his chest. Bart? He had just talked to the guy. Now he was gone because of him. Red veins spread from his eyes as he scowled at nothing. The next thing was sure to confuse and amaze Cera. She had no idea what he was. His usual Ukaku burst out of his upper back, followed by a koukaku from the next step down. The koukaku wrapped around his arms to form obsidian-black gauntlets as a third kagune emerged from his lower back. The rinkaku went up and intertwined with his ukaku, forming massive, bat-like wing shaped kagune. Finally, a bikaku exploded fromhis tailbone area in the form of a semi-flat tail that had in inverted angle shape at the end, much like that of the tongue of a reptile. With his renowned speed, he darted to the window, threw it open and jumped out. His enormous, black and red wings caught an updraft and he was flying toward the Upstairs.

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Wolf accepted the glaive, allowing the weapon to run him through all the way to the bar. He wrapped his kagune around it and the man’s arms, immobilizing them as he gripped his victim powerfully by the head and arm. “Too easy.” He admitted. The ghoul clamped his jaws on the demon’s shoulder like a vice that tightened exponentially the longer it stayed. His own jaws bit off a chunk of his victim’s shoulder while the steel wolf mask tore the surrounding flesh to shreds with the upward wrenching motion he used to rip the mouthful of muscle tissue off. Demon flesh would give him more strength than that of a human meal, and it did. He did a full 360, feeling the curse on him growing the more hostile he became, and threw the injured meal at one of the copies of the golden-eyed man. It yielded the same result as his first attempt, but there was an anomaly. The demon’s injured body soared through the air and impacted something he had not noticed before. It was another potential meal, and as the impact occurred, all of the golden-eyed copies flickered but one. Wolf tore off a portion of his kagune that he had hardened into a blade and hurled it directly at the man’s face. The kagune spike nailed the accursed man to the wall behind him with the demon flesh-fueled energy that Wolf now had.

Before anything else happened, another person smashed through the window and then one of Wolf’s arms was on the floor, separate from his body.

****

Cain summersaulted through his momentum, coming to his feet in a casual stance in front of Seline. His armored figure was bladed off to the attacking ghoul, an obsidian steel blade in his right hand. His left hand was in a chakra focusing handsign as he prepared himself for an impending attack.

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[I’m going to ditch Jareth and Victor for a bit. Things are heating up!]



Mae crossed her arms, politely annoyed at not getting the first turn, but Tsitua gave her a look that straightened her posture and features. His authority and stature was clear.



The hybrid was loosening up when a surge of chakra lit up his senses. Amune’s chakra was like a puddle after a stone is thrown into it; disrupted, but she wanted to fight. He knew she had seen something, but he knew how Seer’s were. Usually, they would tell you what was seen, only if it was to transpire that way. Whatever it was, Orion and Cain were both on the ground, so his mind was at ease. With all of that in mind, he went on with the sparring.

“I have to pull my punches and speed or you won’t stand even a shadow of a chance, even with your Sight.” He said, squaring his body off to the girl, “However, I insist you come at me full force. Hold nothing back, or you won’t be able to settle that chakra fluctuation you just had.”



He wanted her to know he could tell something had happened with her, but that he was okay with her deciding what and when to share. This was a demonstration of trust as well as an effort to help her fix her chakra flow. At the same time, he would work in some fighting lessons.



****



Orion nodded. She was right, info brokers were taking a calculated risk simply in doing what they did. If that was the only way to safely get information, that was exactly what he would do.

“Alright, let’s do it, but we need to let the Upstairs know what’s going on. My organization can compensate for your absence if needed.” He held out his hand to help her up from the couch.



He was interested by the fact that she was so old. She might have been below him in power, but she had some years. Orion was older than her, however he could only remember the last ten years or so. Time on the ship was hard to keep track of at times.





It was impossible, but he did it. As if he knew exactly what would transpire, Wolf ducked in a spinning motion with a dog-like snarl as he swept his leg in his wake. The movement dodged Curly’s attack, while his outstretched leg was meant to trip the swordswoman. His kagune lashed out simultaneously, hacking the third man’s spear in half as Wolf completed his turning motion and began to rise. It was flawless, even with a sudden, magical weight bearing down on him. Curly’s strike caught only his cloak, shredding it from the ghoul’s body while he turned. With his cover gone, he wore a skin-tight tank top that allowed every crease and line of his physique to be seen. His lower half was a simple pair of black, military grade cargo pants, bloused at the top of his boots. The practicality of his clothes was mobility. Suddenly his eyes were wide with near euphoria of battle, but as he came to the end of his move, he felt something strange. He had known there was a ward on the place, but he was strong enough no to be hindered to inefficiency by it. No, this was something else. He wasn’t as fast as he could be, and he was beginning to experience malaise, as if he were sick. As he came to a split second stop, his ghoul eyes darted around the room. The one with golden eyes seemed to be the only one in the room not mobilizing against Wolf. It had to be him that was casting whatever accursed spell was draining his strength.



Almost an entire second had passed. Wolf sprung upward, digging his fingers into to wood and plaster of the ceiling, only to leap from that position toward one of the copies of the golden-eyed man. His jaws were parted to accept flesh. If he was going to keep his strength while the man was trying to drain him, he would have to strategically eat as he went. He would shred every person in the Upstairs until he had Blankface in his clutches.



@shylarah

Fire and Ice: The Ghoul Wars

Here's some of the kinds of pictures I use for reference on bioflex @shylarah

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@shylarah all ghouls have distinct smells. Remember how kaneki smelled a lot like rize?

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@shylarah well he was the perfect catalyst. An innocent life spent because Orion went back to the Upstairs.

Orion: you just had to mess my emotions up again, didn't you? *pinches bridge of nose*

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@shylarah oh, you think he's alone? *evil grin*

Also idk what Bart is trying to say. Lol wut

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@shylarah rip Bart