Chun stepped infront of him, Her fur spiked outwards and her blue eyes now yellow. Who are you! Her hand came out and grabbed the Kajan by the throat and lifting him up. Her tail trashed behind her wildly. She was too young to be so strong. If you are one of The Dark Ones people I suggest you beg for a quick death! She hissed at him. Her claws were extended around his neck so if he kicked her or pulled away, her claws would slash through his neck.
Originally posted by Scarlet Fox
Chun stepped infront of him, Her fur spiked outwards and her blue eyes now yellow. Who are you! Her hand came out and grabbed the Kajan by the throat and lifting him up. Her tail trashed behind her wildly. She was too young to be so strong. If you are one of The Dark Ones people I suggest you beg for a quick death! She hissed at him. Her claws were extended around his neck so if he kicked her or pulled away, her claws would slash through his neck.
Aliir tensed up, but didn't fight back. He was far bigger then this little kajan, and was indeed impressed (moreso the angry) that she was able to lift him. However he knew very well grappling techniques and how to break from them. If anything he didn't want to hurt someone, but if it demanded of him a few cuts and bruises, he'd lose no sleep over it.
"Impressive little one," he grunted trying to force his words through the choke hold. He took his two large kajan hands and wrapped it around her forarms and began to squeeze slowly and calmly keeping his heart rate at a minimum. The muscles would feign and waver and the grip still held but his feet were back on the ground. His claws, like hers, were extended and puncturing deep into her flesh drawing trickles of blood onto the ground.
He could speak clearly now, he was only waiting for her to let go,"we will find nothing out of each other this way." His tone was serious and only looked at the kajan infront of him, "you mentioned something about 'The Dark Ones'? I know of no such enemy, yet perhaps the enemy I am tracking and the one you are hunting are one in the same."
He smiled as he looked down at the kajan, "although anyone looking down upon this scene would undoubtly think otherwise. I will give you a name when you let me go..."
Originally posted by Wei Phoenix
Rood and his horrible sense of direction lead him back to Chun and the rest yet again. This time she seemed to be interrogating another Kajan who was causing her to draw blood."Or you could remove your claws from her and I'll tell her to let you go and then we could all talk about this I suppose.''
Another one, Aliir thought to himself, and this one looks like he'd be a formidable Kajan. He sighed exhaling a long drawn out breath before squeezing on some muscle fibers and gently pinching some nerves belonging to the female Kajan. It made no sense to keep the charade on any longer; the voice of reason, to him, had arrived.
He flipped his head to his sides unleashing a continues popping of his spine for all to hear. He sat down in with his legs crossed, and intertwined his fingers around his staff. In some what spastic yet chaotically flowing motion, he began to draw a general map of the surrounding area in a relative 4 square mile radius. When a decent map had been produced, he took his palm and smeared away a top corner and traced with a single claw file a narrow and winding road that lead to an 'x'.
"Guess where I came from?" Aliir inquired quiet sarcastically as he continued to add details to his shoddy looking map. "It's been a week, I'm sure much advancement has been made between that time. No doubt some of the surrounding villages have been consumed as well." At this point he stopped speaking and took a moment to pause as a painful memory of his shrine being burned down and the horror of the monks stationed there dying while he was ordered to warn the other temples derailed all train of thought. Although he showed nothing for it, and looked as though he was waiting for a response.
"A name wouldn't matter at this point," he continued before giving anyone a chance to answer, "I could call myself rock, and it wouldn't stop their advancement. It would be easy to blame this as a result of poor control from any of the other races." He perked his ears to listen to any disgruntled sounds made by the offended, but as before, denied anyone a moment to protest the statement and pressed on, "their fighting is different though. We use to be open to many other warriors who made long journeys to visit our shrine and master. Some even made the journey to train under our guidance. For a while it was entertaining as equally enlightening."
"But over the years the number of travelers dwindled and the trumpets of war began to sound. For the sake of fairness, and from involving our confederacy of tribes from getting involved in the war, we closed our borders off to anyone not associated to the order or a Kajun. There was stillness for a time being, before outsiders began to attack my village."
"At first we thought it to be patriots of outside races who thought us a training grounds for Kajun warriors. But then their tactics became more and more drastic and complex. Before we knew it, an entire army stood at our front gates. We thought one of the nations became too skeptical and had come to blockade us from the rest of the world. We sent an emissary to meet with the leader of this army"
Aliir grew a little unsettled and shifted his weight a bit. "We figured a way to atone for our closed borders policy would be to send a monk ambassador." Closing our doors was a political mistake, opening our minds to one another will be our rectification, these were the frail words of the master of the shrine where Aliir and 18 other monk masters were. Some were very relaxed and inclined against walls and pillows, while others sat meditating and focusing on the problem at hand. Aliir sat to the left side of the master who was working on a calligraphy drawing. Aliir was puffing circles out of his pipe.
"We will send two emissaries out with the rising sun. With patience we will avoid unnecessary blood shed." The words seemed to fade away into the darkness of his mind like the smoke rings dissipating into the air. Aliir brought back his mind to the present and gazed down transfixed at the wiped away portion of the map.
"By the rate they took the city and moved by night fall, I'd give them three days until they reach us." Aliir stood spinning on his heels wiping the map away beneath his feet, "you wouldn't happen to have any food to spare would you?"
((No it is not! Sorry for my absence. I was.... in an accident and was unable to use my arm for awhile. ^_^ but its all good.
Okay... Blades. You never indicated that you put Chun down/Let her go. you said you squeezed on muscle fibers and pinched some nervs.... but then you said you sat down. Do you still have hold of Chun? Or did you release her to draw the map?
I am unable to post until I am sure of what you did.))
Originally posted by King of Blades
The muscles would feign and waver and the grip still held but his feet were back on the ground. His claws, like hers, were extended and puncturing deep into her flesh drawing trickles of blood onto the ground.He could speak clearly now, he was only waiting for her to let go...
You said in the post I quoted for this response that you had lifted me. I established in this post that my feet were planted and you held a nominal (at best) hold on me.
Originally posted by King of Blades
He sighed exhaling a long drawn out breath before squeezing on some muscle fibers and gently pinching some nerves belonging to the female Kajan. It made no sense to keep the charade on any longer; the voice of reason, to him, had arrived.
It's implied here with the dropping of the chirade that we were no longer in a grapple tussel anymore and that I, in my movement of freeing you, freed myself also
Originally posted by Scarlet Fox
((No it is not! Sorry for my absence. I was.... in an accident and was unable to use my arm for awhile. ^_^ but its all good.Okay... Blades. You never indicated that you put Chun down/Let her go. you said you squeezed on muscle fibers and pinched some nervs.... but then you said you sat down. Do you still have hold of Chun? Or did you release her to draw the map?
I am unable to post until I am sure of what you did.))
it's the best way of me auto moving for you without modding or taking over 😮 It was simply to progress the story while you were gone
[Good grief, if I don't leave offended I'll do so out of fear 😆 Nah it's good. Certain things get lost in translated, and I'm glad brought it forth maturely then holding it against me in a revenge post of some sort in order to establish some form of hierarchy. I'd just like this to pick up again so we can progress. This is a fun story (or the makings of one) and I'd like to see it through 😊]
~pouts~ I aint Gansta?? ~begins t ocry then pulls out a Glock 9~ MOTHA =explitive Deleted= !!! ))
~Chun Chun blinked at the familiar voice and looked by the annoying Kajan to see Rood. Her eyes went wide and she pushed past the new Kajan to run full force at Rood. She lept into the air at him, her arms going between his torso and arms on either side and then gripped him in a huge hug~ ROOD! Oh my gosh your back!!
Rood could barely breath, he was already weakened due to it being morning or a little bit after it. He didn't mean to even return here, it was all due to his horrible sense of direction, but somewhere deep inside of him he was happy to be back with her.
"I have a bit of a confession to make...the only reason why I'm here is because of my bad sense of direction...you know I kind of ran in a circle...sorry my dear."
Rood scratched his head and tried to figure out the reason for her sudden frown and sense of sadness. It was pretty obvious to everyone else, but Rood wasn't the faster thinker.
"You're sad...did the new guy hurt you? Give me the word and I'll kill him and the rest of these guys for you."
He said with a mean look as his eye wandered towards everyone else around them.