Private/Closed Becoming a Legendary Hero (RP)

[Barefoot_Kittens]

Levi watch Aria tend to Cinder, wondering if it was really possibly for the small creature to be a familiar, which was always pictured in books as mighty dragons or loyal wolves. He nodded at her words, ears tilting back slightly, she was really a gentle woman, contradictory to her overwhelming aura. Not just merciful, the kistune woman was soft and kind, she emitted a type of warmth that you would expect from someone much older than her. When he asked about the guild, he could feel the alert of some of the other guild members- a type of sudden distress that dissipated so quickly that Levi wasn't sure if he had imagined it. At any rate, Aria stayed perfectly calm. Perhaps those subtle differences were what put Aria at the leader position before the others. The woman spent more time speaking of her tails than anything else at first, which Levi didn't exactly mind, though he was growing impatient for answers and he simply didn't find the maintenance of Aria's tails to be of equal importance of how she joined created the guild. Still, Levi couldn't help but listen to every word, nodding gratefully at the woman's last phrases of encouragement, "Oh course." Levi said in a hushed tone, hoping that Aria was correct about his hard work paying off.
Suddenly, Aria delved into her back story without warning. Her melodic voice was perfect for story telling, a Levi found himself completely engrossed in the woman's words. Feral, powerful, Isaac, Hanz, Rami- all of the words sunk into Levi with the full emotion that she spoke them with and he could envision the scene before him. It was a... good story. A light-hearted rescue story, that suddenly turned sad simply by the shift in the woman's voice. Try as she might, Aria found herself unable to continue, and Levi- for the first time all night- didn't want to ask any more questions. She was crying? Why? What was it that made her so sad? It must've been Isaac, not just her but the whole guild seemed to get dark when mentioning his name. Levi furrowed his brows, lips twitching but no sounds being made. He wanted to help her, it was strange to see such a beautiful creature cry. But, he didn't know what to do. So he sat, clenched fists and grinding teeth, completely helpless in the situation that he couldn't help but think he caused. He couldn't even apologize.
Finally, Aria spoke. Unsteady,but moving forward, the woman announced that the demonstrations were to be held next. Levi's ears flatten, tail falling as his gaze wandered the table. Finally, he had some formation and he didn't know what to think of it. Thing will be changing? Big things, obviously- life changing things. And Levi had a feeling that the "part" the Abyss Walkers had in it was no small deal. As if she hadn't just said something so monumental, Aria asked for a volunteer for the demonstrations. Not to Levi's surprise, Joseph excitedly jumped to go first, challenging the largest of the guild- Hanz. Least to say, Joseph's unconventional warm up was enough to break the tension. Shifting his focus to the battle that was unfolding, Levi narrowed his eyes- through these demonstrations he could learn about the guild members and his fellow recruits so long as he paid attention.

 

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Hanz pointed out Clint's armor and the boy looked down at it. "Well, I'm actually wearing this armor as a restriction of sorts. It's a part of my training, you see. The more I carry it around, the stronger I'll become in the long run... O-of course it isn't too much of a nuisance. I have gotten strong enough to carry it in battle."

Once Clinton was done explaining his armor, he noticed Hanz had shifted his focus over to the the guild master. Clint listened in and Aria began to explain her history with the guild. Once again, the name Isaac was brought up. The former guild leader. Clint then thought to himself, Wonder when we'll get to meet him... If we ever meet him. As Aria went on with her story, she began to tear up, and suddenly the atmosphere shifted to something Clinton wasn't ready for. The boy couldn't help but feel bad, as all he had wanted to do was ask meaningless questions about her powers and abilities.

The solemn tone was then cut off once Aria swiftly announced that they'd begin demonstrations. Clint felt his heart pumping once again. Joseph was the first to volunteer and chose to fight off against Hanz. Clinton was quite intrigued to see Hanz in action, though he also kept in mind he should probably pay attention to Joseph.

(OOC: Meant to post this yesterday but the page got refreshed and I kind of lost the post. A tragedy as old as time.)

 

[Psymallard]

Joseph took an exaggerated deep breath and calmly lumbered to the arena, still slowly drawing his weapon. Upon reaching roughly the opposite side of the ring. A day ago, he had only dreamed of facing off against someone that had the power to be one of the top few in a guild, and now it was a reality on the first day. He knew he couldn't stack up, but he couldn't show faltering confidence. Not on his first day, at the very least. Joseph wasn't going to mind losing in exchange for a chance to show off and a showing of how the best handle themselves on the battlefield. He had a devilish grin on his face, and added a flaming glow that could be used as intimidation on a different opponent, but he was trying for style points. In one swift motion, he shot a giant fireball that lacked in density at his superior, then yanked out the rest of his cord to send a slash through the obstructing fire. Joseph had more up his sleeve, but he'd throw them into the fight when Hanz doesn't expect it. @Foxex

 

[Foxex]

The rippling muscles across Hanz’s dark skin rippled as he moved, he lowered his stance, facing Joseph at an angle before he dashed forward, right hand cocked back ready for a forward punch, glowing light yellow magic power emanated from the forearm.

Hanz timed his movement and punched forward at supersonic speed at the same moment the very edge of Joseph’s flames would make contact with his extended fist. The explosion of force from the sound barrier being broken from the speed and force of his punch disbursed Joseph’s fireball, all at the same time the glowing magic aura around his forearms was unleashed, shooting a visible tunnel of extremely powerful wind, roughly four feet in diameter capable of crumbling stone walls at directly Joseph. The force of the wind tunnel sent the slashing cord back at Joseph all the while Hanz was still dashing full force at him, staying low to the ground. Despite his size, Hanz moved at an incredible speed with extreme precision, following and keeping up with the wind tunnel.

If Joseph were to be struck, the force of the wind tunnel would send him flying off his feet and carry him to the edge of the arena, and since the force of the wind is magical in nature and engulfing him, he would rebound off of the magical barrier at the edge of the arena with enough force to knock the wind out of him, where Hanz would catch him during the rebound in a devastating uppercut with the same sound breaking force.

@mallard
(OOC: Sorry for the late response.)

 

[Psymallard]

Hanz was fast, but Joseph could still track him with his eyes. He grabbed his wire closer to the tip as it was flying back at him, and, keeping momentum, pivoted around to release it with his and Hanz's force. He nearly stumbled as he stopped his body's rotation. He knew just a pivot wouldn't be enough to evade the cannonball that was Hanz if his attack wasn't successful so Joseph slid his hand down to grab four feet from the wire and leapt ten feet, and belched again, but instead of smoke this time it was a fireball, the one he ate earlier. He never misses an opportunity to be a clown, but this joke wasn't exactly useless in combat. The fireball was much faster, smaller and denser than the first. Joseph still had a few tricks up his sleeve, and he definitely hoped to show them all off by the end. @Foxex

 

[Foxex]

Hanz watched Joseph as he pivoted out of the way of his attack. Adjusting himself, Hanz stomped the ground with his next step, shattering the surface of the arena under his foot, using the remainder of the momentum Hanz spun around, leapt into the air, and aimed a jumping high kick at the core of Joseph’s body with the same sound breaking velocity and speed of his punch.

The fireball Joseph spat out hit Hanz’s back as he turned around for his kick. The fire and explosion of the spell did nothing to slow him down despite burning and searing his skin at the point of impact, but the runes and marking on the bandages wrapped around him began to faintly glow a faint yellow as his skin began to heal and regenerate. Hanz’s expression remained stoic and emotionless, yet his eyes betrayed a sense of cold calculated precision. Though Hanz was not out to end the fight quickly nor to kill, he was gradually increasing his speed and the ferocity of his attacks seeing exactly how much the elf could handle.

@mallard

 

[Psymallard]

Joseph was internally celebrating when his attack landed, and it was all taken away when it started to heal. Shit. He reached out his right arm, threading his wire through his fingers with speedy precision, forcing his magic through his gloves to protect most of his arm while using that protected space as a means of propulsion. He wasn't fast enough, and Hanz hit his forearm. Joseph's arm went back, and he could feel his shoulder nearly coming from it's socket. The arm transferred it's momentum to the rest of the body, making the elf spin. He went into a near-ragdoll state, and spun about 180 degrees in that time, making Hanz appear roughly to his left. Joseph raised his left arm this time at Hanz, and blasted himself to the ground. @Foxex

 

[Foxex]

Hanz raised his left elbow up protecting his face while pulling his left knee up to protect part of his torso from Joseph’s blast, the results were the same, his skin was burned but his pants and boots seemed unharmed. The symbols on the wrappings began to glow again, healing his wounds as a relatively quick pace.

Before he began falling back down, he pulled up his other leg making him look like he was in a fetial position before he kicked downwards towards with both legs pointed at Joseph below him, as he did so, a burst of light yellow magic energy exploded from his legs pushing him slightly higher into the air at the same time it a loud sonic boom was heard from the speed of the kick along with what looked like a large semi-transparent crescent blade was shot out. It was a huge crescent blade of air only visible due to it visibly distorting the air around it, the lighting of the arena only made it harder to see.

Hanz landed near one of the arena edges and corners left of Joseph. Both of Hanz’s arms began to faintly glow with light yellow magic again as he seemingly threw two haymaker punches at nothing one with each arm causing the magic glow on them to disburse. Each punch sounding off like gunshots as he did so. Hanz had fired off two smaller crescent blades of wind with each of those punches in large sweeping arks to restrict Joseph’s options to evade left or right. Hanz stood at the ready in anticipation.

@mallard

 

[Psymallard]

Sprawled out on the arena floor, Joseph was displeased to see a slight ripple in the air, which he couldn't assume wasn't dangerous. He threw his body to the side, and started to flick his wire off his fingers. Hanz landed to fire off two more air projectiles, and Joseph could only imagine their shape based on the sender's movements. He attempted a backflip with terrible form, but he sensed something flying under him, so it was good enough. The elf twisted in the air to catch himself with his left arm, sending magic through the ground to erupt from underneath the surface of the arena. Twisting his wrist, he used the wire in his right hand to lash out at his opponent, then cartwheeled forward to deliver a vertical slice.
@Foxex

 

[Foxex]

With explosive force Hanz charged forward with his left shoulder. A faint barrier of wind was just noticeable a few inches in front of him that visibly distorted the air. As Hanz neared the wires he extended his left arm and spun it in a circular motion to catch and wrap the wire around the arm, as the wire tightened it cut into his skin but he ignored it as he continued pushing forward grabbing onto the wires with his left arm and hand while his right was cocked and ready for another attack. He managed to close the distance between himself and Joseph extremely quickly and was nearly right in front of Joseph as he was cartwheeling. Hanz was again crouched low, his readied right arm was glowing with faint yellow wind magic as he prepared to intercept Joseph with a wind magic enhanced uppercut that will hit him both physically as well with a powerful spiraling tunnel of wind that what would severely daze him and knock the wind out of him.

@mallard

 

[Psymallard]

Joseph leaned back, hoping to dodge, but the wind tunnel caught him an tossed him off his feet. Refusing to let go of his weapon, Joseph instinctively sent his glove's protection up his arm as to not dislocate his shoulder. His last trick fit the moment perfectly. The elf sent explosive fire magic through his wire, much like the eruptions he caused on the ground. Hanz was backing Joseph into a corner, they both knew that. Using the flames that now flung from his weapon as cover, he recovered midair and yanked on the wire to deliver a flying kick.
@Foxex

 

[Foxex]

The crackling fire from the wires caused Hanz to flinch and brace himself. Joseph’s kick connected and landed square on Hanz’s shoulder and a part of his head, knocking off his hat and revealing his short almost white blonde hair. With unnatural speed Hanz used his free hand and grabbed at Joseph’s ankles right as his kick connected and tried to slam him over his head onto the ground behind him. The searing wires were burned into his flesh. His body was already healing the damage from the burns.

@mallard

 

[Psymallard]

Joseph wanted to curse when his ankle was grabbed as he was incredibly frustrated that he couldn't land an attack that did much. The elf tried to kick Hanz, but couldn't adapt to his body's momentum in time, making him miss. In a fit of panic, Joseph sent the rest of his magical energy into his gloves protection to cover his body. After making contact with the ground, the elf was still from exhaustion. He looked fine on the outside, but protecting the entirety of his body with a fraction of his maximum pool of magic pushed his limits a little too far. It would take a week to let his energy come back to him naturally.
@Foxex

 

[Foxex]

Hanz turned and looked at the elf, he was standing managing to break his fall, but at the same time Joseph feigned a strong front, but Hanz knew that Joseph was running on empty, every magic user has the same signs of exhaustion and Hanz was no stranger to recognizing them. He stood up straight once more, out of his fighting stance and into a casual looking pose.

Hanz nodded to Joseph and moved to go pick up his hat as Xuki announced: “Demonstration over! Good job Hanz on holding back and not turning him into elf paste. Not bad either Joseph, I was starting to get entertained then you ran out of juice… and became a bore again… something to work on I guess.” Xuki said as she finishing writing down notes onto a note pad. The rest of guild members clapped softly as Hanz stepped off of the arena. The arena was pristine once again, the shattered, cracked, and burnt ground was already self-repaired to perfection. Hanz picked up his clothes he had tossed at the start of the demonstration and took his seat back at the dinner table.

“OOOK, so who’s next up?” Xuki asked looking at the new recruits while tossing a small round potion bottle at Joseph, “Drink that, it’ll restore you.”

@mallard | @Cmeriwether | @Barefoot_Kittens | @Gamingfan | @Ridleymon | @Pinch

 

[Gamingfan]

Loufe was impressed. Maybe it was to be expected, but the people he's with aren't pushovers. It was unfortunate that Joseph went down like that, but these people aren't training them for no reason. This fight excited him, now he wanted to try his hand. But who to spar with?
Lynx girl. It has to be. O.S commanded
Loufe ignored him Eney Meeny Miney...
C'mon, let me have this!
Catch a tiger by the..
Please? I'll only eat half her body!
If he hollers let...
Okay, a limb. Pleeeease?
Loufe sighed as his eyes landed on Xuki. Both fate and O.S wanted him to go against her. Ah well, it is what it is.
"Don't get us into trouble." Loufe growled quietly before raising his hand.
"I'll go. And I'd like to spar with you, if it's okay."

 

[Psymallard]

Joseph barely managed to catch and open the bottle, fumbling with his fatigued fingers. After gulping down the potion, he became much more upbeat and optimistic. He was amazed at how far he needed to go, but also frustrated at how the fight felt like he was slowly being backed in a corner. The elf decided to work on improvements instead of worrying about the bad stuff, and he hoped to have plenty of time to train. He threw himself to his feet and dashed off the platform, jumping into his original seat.

 

[Foxex]

Xuki smiled and finished writing her notes and handed them to Alyssa, “Of course, Xuki smiled as she stood up and headed to the arena. She leapt onto it without a sound, the whisker marking on her face faintly glowing with magic in the night along with her eyes. “I’ve been wanting to meet the puppy, so what’s his name?” Xuki teased, she threw her hands out to her sides as they were suddenly encased in wicked looking plating and blades on each of her fingers, the rest of her hand was protected by some type of fine silver mail and chains that connected to a bracelet on each of her wrist that appears to be part of the weapon as well. The weapon was a type of hand-to hand combat weapon known as finger-blades, but these were unique and unlike any that exist, the blades and serrated edges seemed to glow with powerful magic the same color as Xuki’s mana, a light pinkish red.

“Just so you know, cats are way better than dogs.” She smirked as her large cat ears flattened on top of her head.

@Gamingfan

 

[Gamingfan]

Loufe followed suit, jumping onto the arena and preparing himself, before his psych was shaken by Xuki.
His name? She definitely knew! He knew he wasn't perfectly hiding it, since Levi, Detective Fox, was suspicious about him, but was he that obvious?
Taking deep breath, Loufe tried to calm down. His magic flowed out of his hands, encasing them in his mana, glowing a bright cyan. Suddenly, he stopped. Xuki looked quite curious about O.S, and he was definitely wanting to throw down with her, so he may as well put them together for a playdate.
"Pfft, she doesn't look like a challenge."
Loufe sighed from O.S's and Xuki's comments. "Everyone's entitled to their own opinion." he responded before letting O.S loose.
In three seconds Loufe was taller than he already was before, covered in black fur, and ripped. Except this wasn't Loufe anymore, it's O.S.
"Even if they suck, I guess." O.S continued. His voice sounding similar to Loufe's, but distorted and much deeper. "Don't disappoint me, kitty." he spat out the last word.
Loufe spoke to O.S. "Okay, at least try to think. I think we could-" before he could continue, O.S leaped at Xuki, planning on bringing his fist down on her.
"Aaaaand you're just gonna charge blindly. Okay." Loufe deadpanned.

 

[Foxex]

“For being such an eager puppy, you sure took a while to transform.” Xuki smirked as she watched the transformation from boy to werewolf.

Xuki stood her ground as the wolf charged her, her body began to glow an intense white like an outline around her. As the wolf brought his fist down on her she slightly shifted her position and caught his fist in her left hand at the last possible moment, the force of the impact didn’t even shift Xuki in her spot. The blades on Xuki’s hands shifted around and some even grew into large scythe-like talons that dug and hooked deep into the wolf’s flesh.

“Oh Loufe your puppy is poorly trained!” Xuki teased. Her right hand began to burn with a massive bright light red magical energy. “Arcane Inferno!” the magical flames exploded into a concentrated magical fire beam aimed nearly point blank at the wolf’s chest, Xuki’s grip on the wolf’s captured hand tightened and the blades dug deeper.

@Gamingfan

 

[Gamingfan]

"Tell me about it." Loufe agreed.
Hey! We're supposed to be working together! O.S thought angrily, trying to ignore the pain in his arm.
"Oh are we? Will you listen to me now?"
O.S grunted, and put his other arm in between Xuki's blast and his chest. He held back a yelp as he was sent flying across the arena, before getting up. His arm was severely damaged, but seemed to be slowly healing.
"That's it. My turn."
In a flash, Loufe was back. His arm had somewhat healed, except there was still a large burn mark on it.
"Sorry about that. I'm still trying to teach him to go potty." he joked casually, before calling his magic. His eyes shone a bright cyan, and he waved his arm to send a wide blue wave of magic at Xuki. He wasn't planning on winning, but he at least needed to impress someone. To prove his worth.

 

[Foxex]

With a swift downward gesture, Xuki threw off the blood and chunks of flesh that had been torn off of the the wolf from her left hand when it escaped. Them she held out her right hand as the wave of cyan approached her, an arching wall of transparent pink erupted in front of her as the wave hit it, sending the wave overhead and harmlessly past her. The white outline glow of her body pulsated once and shifted color to a thick bright hot pink outline as she charged forward, keeping her body low and her claws at the ready glowing white and changing forms so each finger resembled a small serrated scythed blade. She was moving at an immense speed, the pink glow left afterimages of herself as she did so, and as the cyan wave passed over sparks of the pink outline were shooting out of the contact points like sparking metal.

 

[Gamingfan]

I have to admit, she's quick. O.S grudgingly said.
Loufe agreed, but now wasn't the time. His arms hurt, and letting O.S take control would heal the rest of the injury, but Loufe couldn't risk the time it would waste. Besides, there was a ninety percent chance that O.S would just leap and get hurt...again.
So, ignoring the pain in his arms, he sprung into action, his eyes glowing brighter with mana. He brought up his left hand, covering his body to defend and against Xuki's attack. At the same time, he made a pulling motion with his right hand, and the wave he sent stopped, and came towards him, returning to it's maker, and getting a second chance at landing. The cyan wave was becoming smaller and condensed, until it was tough and solidlike, speeding to him and behind Xuki.