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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
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Posted - 2014.09.22 13:26:00 -
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As she heard Galm give out the briefing, Hya'salia nervously adjusted her vest which was the same as galm had housing the mysterious explosives, loosening up the straps a bit to give her some room. No sane person would ever think of doing something as crazy as this, but its obvious that whoever Galm was working with has been planning this to the most minute detail.
In case things happened, she dyed her inital clone 's light brown hair black, tying it down in a small ponytail. She preferred to keep her leisure clone back home, in the wildlands. After all, she had a unusual affinity for that body rather than what she did with the one she was now in.
After the transfer, she went for the nearest tattoo parlor she could find and had part of her arms and back covered in tattoos in varying themes and sizes. The most intricate of them all was the war tattoo she had on her face, resembling a brutor skull design.
The changes were so radical, one might not notice who she really was had she not introduced herself.
But as she heard the briefing more, even the changes made to this body wasn't enough to keep her from feeling nervous about the vest.
' they must be a rough mix of gelatin-based napalm in powder format along with a slow acting secondary charge, to spread the napalm around in the initial blast' she thought. She wasn't experienced with explosives, only enough to get by without blowing her arm off. But it was common sense, to create the most chaos, make sure the initial explosion can attract the biggest audience, and then set off the true diversion; since most of the immortals in the station are used to explosions and gunfire, they wont run out on the others, which will be an added bonus.
Or find some way to remove the vest and plant it somewhere in the station she thought, at least she wont be needing to send herself out into oblivion. Then again, the toxin weapons galm mentioned might cause her to reconsider
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
284
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Posted - 2014.09.25 17:15:00 -
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Hya'salia felt the familiar pull of the gravity Tethers as the ship lurched, along with the banging of the metal and the secondary briefing from her employer, she felt right at home.
she had traveled to Tenal once, on a Courier Contract; Hauling a load of supplies and isotopes to keep a few capsuleer stations running. but as far as the reigon , she had no idea, she hadnt ventured to any of the stations at that time. she also heard rumors of the "Starsmith" according to a few Spiritual Caldari.
but once the ship was docked her game plan was set; head to the medical hub, prep the explosives, and then go in guns blazing, at least that was the gist of it when she heard an old friend, Vyzion speak, while looking at her directly.
Vyzion Eyri wrote:
"I think I have a partner." He nods at Junko. Then he walks over and mutters in her ear: "I'd rather not have one of those spooky Templars with me, at any rate."
She Nodded back as he started walking towards her. after a while he motioned for her to lend him her ear.
"I'd rather not have one of those spooky Templars with me, at any rate." hearing that made Hya'salia chuckle lighty, with her arms folded across her chest.
"ahh they must be questioning themselves, since technically this station is full of the things they loathe... and besides, i've always wanted to see an amarrian react to a place like this, aside from Issac" she said, as they made way towards the Ship's entrance. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
286
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Posted - 2014.09.30 02:48:00 -
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Hya'salia ignored the carnage from the other templars as she went down the first round of checkpoints without much trouble, the words of vadam still fresh on her ears
Thal Vadam wrote:"I like the plan. Junko, meet me outside the arena entrance. We'll finalize the details there."
'arena entrance, huh' Junko thought as she approached the young gallentean woman, checking through datapads piled up around her.
"ah.... welcome to Snowfall, ma'am. please show me your papers" the gallentean woman stopped in the beginning , making sure to check Hya'salia out in good detail. it slightly alarmed Hya'salia, but she complied and gave her the nessecary papers.
"hmm.... everything checks out, but i still need to you to pay... alittle extra" the Woman replied, her voice tending to sound slightly Sultry and enticing to those around her.
' is she a lesbian?' Hyasaila thought as she tried to decline, raising her hands up in good measure.
"ahhh... no i dont go-"
"aww cmon dont be that way, just a little taste?" the young woman insisted, standing up to reveal to face her at eye-level. a few of the other's whistled and cheered for some action
'well.... give them a show i guess' Hya'salia said, with this she rested her hand on the girls face, and then said something that will haunt her for a good, long time.
"Wel... i guess i can give you a taste" She said as she pulled the girl close to her over the desk, and close to her lips. the crowd behind her roared in approval.
but she stopped just centimeters from her., leaving the girl shocked, rooted in her place as she let go, hopped over the railing and blended into the crowd below the checkpoint.
brushing off her clothes in habitual fashion, she then shuddered, shaking her head and slapping her cheeks, to semi-snap her out of it.
"damn, almost lost it there.... ok, arena, where is the arena.....here, just ahead actually." Hya'salia said as she decided to walk through the crowds of people to get to the registration offices. when she arrived, she checked her watch. 10 minutes have already passed. she took a seat at a set of benches and waited for Thal to arrive. every minute or so she either adjusted her ponytail, or shifted around in an uncomfortable fashion, the wait making her more fidgety by the second |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
288
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Posted - 2014.10.05 05:44:00 -
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Thal Vadam wrote:
She winked at him and ran off into the street. Thal soon returned to his walk, the arena in sight. As he approached, he saw Junko waiting for him. He walked up to her discreetly and came up behind her. He bent down and whispered.
"Ok Junko, you ready?"
Hya'salia didnt respond, only looked to the right and nodded silently. slowly she stood up and with her hand behind her back, motioned to Thal to follow.
as the two walked, she spoke in a low voice, just enough for thal to hear among the shouts and voices of the people gathering for the tournament.
" try to be gentle Thal, i am a decent fighter but nowhere near skilled as you are." she said with a slight smile. weaving in between the line, the two came up towards the Registration booth. an impatient looking man was busy talking to someone else, a caldarian by the looks of it. Hya'salia cleared her throat and stepped up to the booth, where we was immediately shooed by the man, who was still talking
"here for the tournament" she said. the man stopped and eyed her from top to bottom, his eyes stopping just where her chest would be. seeing this, she instantly felt annoyed.
'please dont make me' she thought.
"ahh excuse me, i got a few nobodies who wish to interrupt.... sorry sweetcheeks, no more registrations unless you would like to ... say... pleas-" a hand extended towards the man who was halfway speaking and yanked him off his seat, slamming her elbow against his nose, breaking it with a sickening CRACK!, then she slammed the man's face against the booth table and lifted it up so that he was eye-level with Hya'salia.
"......Now.." Hya'salia growled. the usual demeanor that Hya'salia showed was replaced with a calm, but pure rage. the man stammered, then slightly shook his head, his hand shakily reaching for a datapad.
"n-na name?"
"Hya'salia Jun'kio" She replied in her native tongue, and let the man go, without looking at thal, she turned and began walking towards the preparation rooms, the man visibly shaken as he looked up at Thal. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
292
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Posted - 2014.10.12 01:55:00 -
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Hya'salia had been watching Thal's fight from the roaring crowd, observing her would-be opponent/ally and his hand to hand prowess as he fought against a significantly stronger foe. it was much better than being stuck down in the fighter pits, she mused as thal finished the brutor off. at that moment, her wristcomp beeped three times. it was a message, and none too soon.
"your up hon, meet us at the arena entrance, or suffer the consequences" the message revealed. but she felt surprisingly confident in her skill.
"time to go.." she said, as she squeezed her way down to a set of stairs that led to ground level. then took a lift down again into the fighter's pits, the stench of dried blood, ***** and general bullshit made Hya'salia want to gag for air, but she pushed on towards the lift with a caldari staff member, her arms covered in scars and bruises.
"took you long enough, hon. you all ready to go?" she quipped.
"yeah... lets get this done" hya'salia remarked, her tattoo visible from her arms as she pressed a few buttons and then stood back as the lift came down.
but when it opened, there lay the body of Thal's former foe, already beginning to turn pale, most likely about to enter a state of rigor mortis. Hya'salia couldnt help but stare at the man's eyes, devoid of life. the staff member noticed, and blocked hya'salia from her sight.
"he's immortal, as are you hya'salia-haan, dont worry about that"
"...that was still a human body" Hya'salia said as she stepped onto the lift, its doors slamming shut bewteen the two, as the feeling of vertigo signlaed to her to prepare for the fight.
"ALLLRIGHT ARE YOU READY FOR THE NEXT MATCH?!?" The announcer's voice boomed in the intercom, the faint roaring of the crowd replied back with a vitality not heard of, as hya'salia began meditating, standing completely still. her breathing slowed to a still, mentally willing herself into a combat -state of mind, honed from countless times she flung herself off an MCC, the familiar rush of adrenaline causing her to block out all the other distractions.
she was ready..
"ANND NOW OUR NEXT MATCH, TO OUR NORTH, A FIGHTER HAILING FROM THE THUKKER TRIBE, WHAT A RARE SIGHT TO BEHOLD!!! GIVE IT UP FOR HYA'SALIA JUN'KIO!!!!!"
The Lift's doors suddenly opened , hya'salia calmly walked out from it, deftly ignoring the jeers and roars of the crowd, mostly likely the male participants.she took her time to observe the other lift, its doors obscuring her opponent's silhouette.the announcer continued his introductions.
"ANNND NOW HER OPPONENT, SADLY SHE IS FEW IN BETWEEN, SHE IS ABOUT TO MEET SAAHI MALKAAN!!!"
the crowd grew louder as the lift doors, and out walked another fighter.
the man was lean, his arms corded in muscle, his distinctly caldarian features made it intimidating for others watching.
Like Thal, she walked up to the middle of the arena and assumed her fighting stance, left hand clenched , her right open in a low sparring stance. Saahi did the same, assuming a stance of his own.
"welcome" he said. his tone implied that he was a regular to the arena matches.
"Dweu, Saahi-haan" she replied in her tongue, adding the 'haan' for formality's sake.
then, to the delight of the fans, she moved first. a fist came barreling out towards Hya'salia but she dropped low and chambered her fist, as saahi's fist barely cleared her head.
as soon as she was within reach, she threw a left counter up into the man's armpit. pain exploded in the man's face, as he staggered back, unprepared for such an attack as hya'salia continued her assault, sending a barrage of fists into the mans chest, ending with an uppercut to the man's jaw, followed by jumping up and landing a powerful dropkick to the Caldarian's chest. she quickly got up, around the same time Saahi recovered from the dropkick.
then it was saahi's turn. with a roar, he sent a barrage of fists of his own, hya'salia dodged and parried as much as she can, but saahi was faster. a lightning fast right hook caught her off guard, and glanced off hya'salia's left cheek. the pain was numbed by the adrenaline in her system and so she countered, by grabbing Saahi's fist as it passed by her, and tugging it lightly, combined with the momentum of the punch making saahi lose his balance slightly.
slightly turned into a fatal mistake, as she let go, faking a left punch, but using her right, her hands outstretched as she struck the man's neck. Saahi started to stumble, and hya'salia then landed a roundhouse kick to saahi with brutal precision.
the man fell, his control over his body lost as he slammed into the ground, and the crowd roared even more , and they wanted death.
Hya'salia lowered her hands , and clasped them together, she made a silent prayer, in her tongue. Saahi looked up at her and tried to make out his question to her.
"w-what ar-are y-y-you saying?" he spat out. this caused her to stop midway, and look at him in the eyes.
" thukker tongue, it means 'Let me guide you into paradise'.... Ny't my'j dyo'as atho Wynarii' she replied.
the man smiled, and looked up to the station's roof.
"and your name? i would l-l *Coughing* love to learn your m-m-method of fighting" he said.
"Hya'salia, i usualy operate in cal-space, but look for me in the wildlands, i'll be waiting" she responded, as reached over and forcefully closed the man's eyes, and then she sent a power hammerfist down upon the man's chest. the force from the blow stopped the heart, cutting off the man's blood supply and within seconds the man was no more.
"MY,MY,MY. ANOTHER FIGHTER DOWN!!! THE AMARRIAN AND THE THUKKER BOTH CONTENDERS IN THIS BLOODSPORT WE HAVE HERE, GIVE IT UP FOR HYA'SALIA JUN'KIO!!! WILL SHE CONTINUE THIS DEADLY SPORT? AND WILL WE SEE GREAT FIGHT IN THE MAKING, LET US FIND OUT IN THE NEAR FUTURE!!!!"
as hya'sali returned to the lift, she ran a finger over where saahi's fist connected with her face.
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
292
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Posted - 2014.10.12 01:58:00 -
[6] - Quote
"ow..." she said, as the lfit descended to the ground floor. she only hoped this tournament is over with, as she made her way to the resting area, caring little for another fighter already there and laid down on a bed closet to a ventilator letting the cold air coming from the vents cooling her face. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
294
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Posted - 2014.10.20 22:45:00 -
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minutes turned to hours, and yet hya'salia couldnt sleep. she tried, and despite the bruise on her face, she managed to catch some sleep.
but it was always the nightmare. always the origin and forces her awake.
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a low, metallic growl, the emptiness within a home.
family scattered, entire rooms stained in red and black
gunshot, a scream, a fall. wounded men dragged away by marked beings
a motherly attempt; saving what is left of her family.
a wounded man pleads, the marked ones continue to mutilate him
another gunshot.
and then another, followed by a laugh of glee.
the family rises, so does the mother.
the marked ones rise, a grenade is primed
the mother was the target, her family the distraction.
explosion.
pain.
the family wants to save her.
and so immortal she needs to become
regardless of the price she has to make.
...where am i?
a dark room. mountains of cable and tubes.
...why am i here??..
the inside of a room, alive and not, all in due time.
no..... please...
the desecration of life, replaced by the ignorance of man
dont.... please dont do this.....
denial of the mother, to enter paradise.
help....
....help me...
then with a jolt she snapped upright, her heart pounding against her chest, her breathing heavy and labored. always the same dream, yet this time it was different in ways.
it was already 'night-time' the lights dimmed down to simulate the night, yet in some parts of the city, the night-life continued as usual., its bright, colorful signs often dance in the darkness. bringing in other parts of the station to partake in its gruesome orgy of pleasure and sin.
but hya'salia instead opted to walk in the arena, possibly the closest thing to "nature" she could find. and for a while she walked around its perimeter, the stench and the bodies long since cleaned away and the stench of blood and fecal matter long removed, she walked... after a while she began to practice her fighting.
1,2,1,2 ; left right, left right.
left straight, right uppercut, left straight, right hook.
right hook, spinning left backhand, downward ridgehand strike. front kick, sweeping fist, flying knee, elbow drop.
she liked to practice... especially now since others will participate, and every bit of practice she'll take. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
294
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Posted - 2014.10.21 01:32:00 -
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Thal Vadam wrote:
Thal made it to the arena, the bodies of the days combatants were strewn across the floor. They did not shock or appall him, he had been on too many battlefields to feel much for such things. He walked over to a shadowed corner of the arena and sat their. He sat for what felt like hours, but what could only have been a few minutes. He hadn't thought about the destruction he had caused so many years ago on...wait...what has that world called? Thal could no longer remember, he was so tired, so old. He pulled out a flute from his robe's inside pocket. He had made the flute when he was young, and it was the only thing he took with him to the Empire. He played a soft song, a mix of traditional Brutor and Sebiestor folk music. It was the only song he ever learned to play.
Thal heard someone enter, it was Junko. Thal played his song a little quieter as he watched her. She began to train, obviously preparing for the next days fights. Thal observed her patterns and movements, they were quite skilled, except for one thing. Against Thal's better judgement he called over to her
"Try bending your knees a bit more, you're slightly unbalanced."
Thal winced under his hood and returned to his song.
The voice caused her to stop abruptly, as she turned to where the sound originated from. her eyes, now attuned to the darkness picked out a shadowed figure, sitting down on the arena. the voice was familiar; Thal.
"ahh, Dweu Thal. could'nt sleep as well?" she asked, wiping the sweat from her brow as she turned to face him. her breathing was heavy, not as heavy from her nightmare, but from the exercise.
then she remembered his piece of advice.
"knees? they are bent slightly to the direction of my back, in case my initial strike failed." she said with a slight smile, then she attempted the move again. an imaginary parry, then a cocked fist. that was even instinct took over, she bent her knees , just like she did before and ducked. just as she ducked, she springed a good meter in a diagonal direction before rolling, turning to face her imaginary opponent and finishing off the manuver with a uppercut; the same one she used when facing Saahi.
after performing the manuver, she stopped and brushed off the dirt and dust from her jacket.
"keeps my movements unpredictable, at least for a short while" she finished with a chuckle. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
295
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Posted - 2014.10.24 03:36:00 -
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Thal Vadam wrote:Thal watched Junko's combo and just barely cracked a smile. It wasn't often someone proved his combat knowledge was tested, but this was one of those times. He stopped his flute playing and stood up to approach her. He came up right beside her and pulled off his robe, underneath he is wearing a t-shirt and combat pants. He assumed a combat stance
"When I fight, it is usually against opponents of equal or greater physical strength. Thus my combat style is geared toward redirection of power. Watch closely."
Thal acts as if an imaginary opponent is striking at him. His arm moves up as if he is pushing aside a blow, and the his other hand extends to strike where his foe's stomach would be.
"That blow right there would be enough to cripple most men"
Thal stood straight and looked at Junko.
"Junko, may I train with you tonight?"
Junko stood and watched, as Thal assumed his combat stance. already she was struck by a curiosity that was all too familiar. observing the combat style of a hand-to hand combat specialist was a good opportunity for herself. she had always believed that styles of combat, much like languages, were ideas and concepts of communications, whether it be from one planet away or entire reigons.
to think that she would observe an amarrian-based style was exciting, Hya'salia mused as she watched his movements with an insatiable appetite; up to the moment where the second punch landed at an imaginary foe's stomach.
Thal Vadam wrote:"That blow right there would be enough to cripple most men"
"ahhh we have a similar style in the Wildlands" Junko said, as she clapped her hands once in a somewhat 'eureka!' moment. a moment of raking her head brought out an answer.
"its uh..... ah; Gvi Me'tieru ao, Manipulation of wind. the concept is the same, but the matter of execution is different; its more of... umm... using the opponent's momentum against them, rather then simply re-directing said blows." she explained as she made a fist coming straight at her face, she would "Duck" and then using her other hand, grasp her wrist and make a small tugging motion.
"if you get it just right, you knock a person slightly off-balance, leaving them open for one good strike, as they will be forced into trying to keep themselves straight. too little and you wont make an effect. too much and you yourself will be off-balance as well." she said further.
ThalVadam wrote:Thal stood straight and looked at Junko.
"Junko, may I train with you tonight?"
she looked at him for a second and then nodded slightly, a small smile appearing on her lips.
"i'd love too, one second please" she replied, and then proceeded to remove her jacket, letting it fall with a slight thud, the impact itself making a small cloud of dust. reaching into her utility pocket she took out a pair of black fingerless gloves and slipped them on.
they were unlike the ones she kept on her leisure clone, the gloves where new themselves, and it felt somewhat stiff against her hands but it was good enough. lastly she grasped the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head, revealing a dark-red tanktop. the tattoos she applied to this current body were showing, traditional Tribal tattoos marking her as a wildlands fighter stretching from her right shoulder to her arm, and extending underneath the tanktop.
"like i said before Thal.." Junko said, after letting her shirt fall to the ground she bowed once, her head facing the ground as she did so, and then back up to Thal from there she assumed a low sparring stance, her left hand up front in a clenched fist, her right hand open.
" please be gentle... i may be good, but im nowhere near as good as you are" she finished, the smile now looked more mischievous in nature |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
296
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Posted - 2014.10.25 02:55:00 -
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Thal Vadam wrote:Thal smiled at Junko
"You're to kind to me Junko."
Thal bowed in the manner that was practiced by master duelists. He suddenly leaped back in a back flip, landing in a low combat stance.
"Think fast"
((I'll type my combo and you can decide their outcome))
Thal rushed at Junko, almost to fast to see. He struck out with his fist in a uppercut, then followed up with a right hook and left jab. He then grabbed her shoulders, entering into a lock.
She saw a flurry of hands, and winced when the uppercut grazed her cheek. However she didn't notice that it was her who barely avoided that strike.
"f'wa del!!" She hissed as she reached out and caught thal's right hook, moving it aside and then caught the other left jab, then as the two locked up.
" nice one Thal... " she gasped in between breaths, she was obviously weaker in terms of raw strength. That was for sure, but there was no way she was going down.
" my turn" and with that she let her knees buckle halfway, she bent them halfway , and then suddenly reached for thals head, jumping up at the same time and initiated a flying knee to Thal's chest. As she reached her peak of her jump, she cocked back her arm and dropped an elbow on top, with a yell. |
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
296
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Posted - 2014.10.28 03:02:00 -
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Thal Vadam wrote:Hunter Junko wrote:
She saw a flurry of hands, and winced when the uppercut grazed her cheek. However she didn't notice that it was her who barely avoided that strike.
"f'wa del!!" She hissed as she reached out and caught thal's right hook, moving it aside and then caught the other left jab, then as the two locked up.
" nice one Thal... " she gasped in between breaths, she was obviously weaker in terms of raw strength. That was for sure, but there was no way she was going down.
" my turn" and with that she let her knees buckle halfway, she bent them halfway , and then suddenly reached for thals head, jumping up at the same time and initiated a flying knee to Thal's chest. As she reached her peak of her jump, she cocked back her arm and dropped an elbow on top, with a yell.
Thal smiled. To him, fighting was the highest art form. Based on someone's way of fighting, Thal learned who they were as a person, and Junko was a very entertaining opponent. As her knee impacted his chest, he staggered just slightly. He quickly grabbed her knee with his left hand holding her there, and raised his other hand to catch her elbow. Thal chuckled "Very good. Your style is strong, but agile. It's very beautiful to watch, and more so to fight" Thal released Junko, letting her fall to the ground and as she hit the ground, Thal jumped into the air and came crashing down with a kick.
to any outside, it semed like some form of dancing, something lovers would do at a ball, or any formal event. but hya'salia could'nt help but smile as he complimented her on her fighting.
"hahaha, thanks for the compliment"
' well, i guess i can add melee-fighter to my resu-' Hya'salia began to think, until thal dropped her abruptly.
then her mind threw the notions out the window, and immediately went into survival mode.
Hya'salia felt powerless against such a kick as Thal dropped her, it all seemed so quick, but to her things were moving in slow motion, her mind long in overdrive, fueled by the rush of adrenaline. her vision was sharper, her hearing was clear as day.
but it was going to hurt.
instinctlively, she raised both her hands up, crossing them in the shape of an X,just as Thal mde his move, drawing on the power from his jump and launched an Axe Kick.
her arms largely absorbed the impact, but the kick still slammed into Hya'salia's chest, nearly forcing the air out of her lungs.
'Gvi Me'tieru ao...' she thought, and then she latched onto Thal's Leg, twisting it suddenly, enough for him to lose balance. immediately she wrapped her legs around thal's leg , and grabbed his ankle, close to the achilles heel,, and forced it to bend against the opposite direction. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
296
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Posted - 2014.11.01 02:39:00 -
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Thal Vadam wrote:Thal cringed as he heard cracking in his ankle. It wasn't quite broken, but would be soon. Acting quickly, Thal lashed out at Junko's side, knocking her off balance enough for Thal to escape her grip. Thal rolled away from her and jumped up, his ankle slightly struggling under his weight. He smiled at Junko, jumping back and forth
"Ready to stop the warm ups and get serious?
Thal rushed her and let out a flurry of punches, kicks, and hooks. He was in Heaven right now. There was nothing in his mind other then Junko and him, two fighters engaged in glorious combat. Like a dance, they moved and fought. Thal unleashed a sweeping kick at Junko
the fight was long, arduous , and... satisfying. Cathartic as Hya'salia went from attack and defensive methods of attack as fast as the blinking of an eye. her mind was ready, alert and active, before long the night had begun to turn to morning. she realized this when Thal unleashed a sweeping kick to her legs, which by now had been sore from the fight.
a few more seconds and it was all over. Hya'salia flopped onto the dirt, breathing heavily, making no effort to cover her mouth as dust particles entered her lungs.
"welll.... a pretty good day of training, huh thal?" Hya'salia noted, her facial expression turning from that of fatigue and that of laughter. the laughing continued until a message popped up in her Wrist-comp.
It was from Galm.
Galm Fae[i wrote:]FROM: Galm Eskola-Fae
SUBJECT: The Most Important Meal of the Day
I am hungry. I suspect you are too. There is a waffle house in the area I know of that probably wonGÇÖt give you botulism. No strippers, no gambling, just good wholesome breakfast with a side of family values fit for the Sarum family. Okay, maybe that was an exaggeration but seriously you have to try these waffles.
There will also be bacon, cigarettes, and coffee. (Just make sure you take it black. You donGÇÖt want to know what they do to people here that donGÇÖt take their coffee black.) If you prefer flapjacks I suppose they make those too, but to reiterate let me make myself perfectly clearGǪ You have to try their waffles.
The location is marked on your NeoComm.
-Pixy <3[/i]
the sound of bacon had made her parched lips wet in anticipation of the coming meal, deftly ignoring the fatigue and the sore legs and arms, she got up and picked up her clothes, dusting them off in a futile attempt at making them clean; at this point she cared little for the cleanliness of her clothing, she needed to get ready.
" well... i gues we have to clean ourselves up first. till next time Thal" She said as she offered her hand.(assuming that thal accepts it) then, she turned and headed back into the fighter's resting area.
as soon as she arrived at the resting area, she dumped her clothes into a washbin, nabbed a towel, so obviously provided by the arena's caretakers, and made for the showers.
20 minutes later....
a fresh shirt and cargo pants , her hair tied into a loose ponytail and at last feeling the fatigue after the adrenaline wore off she made her way to the diner, her gait becoming more sluggish by the second. she sat next to Vyzion, who looked eager to see her.... or the pancakes..even her mind was having trouble keeping up with the mornings, due to the fighting.
"D'weeeeuuuuuuuu Sybionnnnn" She managed to utter out before she uncharacteristically fell sleep on the spot, slamming her head onto the tables with a loud thud. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
301
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Posted - 2014.11.02 21:04:00 -
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"mmmm-nyaaa~" Hya'salia mumbled in her sleep as both Thal and Vyzion conversed, the clinking of plates and the aromas of the morning meal made all too stimulating for her senses.
But it was the smell of pancakes with a healthy serving of Amarrian honey that started to mess with her dream; transporting her to a time when things in the world made better sense for a little girl just out of bed to the sound of her mother.
she frolicked about, turning her head towards the general direction of her two allies and with a slight giggle she said
"mmmm... Feed me"
it was indistinguishable from a joke or a request, but it was made more confusing when she slowly opened her mouth to recieve whatever food she imagined in her dreams. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
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Posted - 2014.11.04 04:34:00 -
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Vyzion Eyri wrote: Vyzion finished his next pancake, took a sip of coffee to clear get it all down, sat up a little straighter and crammed a pancake into Junko's drooling mouth
as soon as the entirely of the Pancake was stuffed into Hya'salia's mouth, her eyes shot open.
'wai..what the-' she wanted to say but her gag reflex took over as shetried to chew on the whole pancake, which was difficult because her mouth was stuffed, but she slowly fought through the urge to spit the whole thing down and in a minute she swalloed the whole pancake.
then came the coughing as she bent over the table and started coughing.
"*coughcoughcough* what the he*cough cough* ell, that pancake was delicious, but why shove it down my throat!?!" Hya'salia grimaced, staring at Vyzion as she wiped a bit of bread from her lips.
then she looked around, trying to take in her surroundings.
Thal was next to her, greeting Adamance as he arrived with a small, fat caldarian elder. across from her was Vyzion, who was busy stuffing himself with what hya'salia thought was the entire store's supply of pancakes, still warm and toasty , along with a small assortment of side dishes.
She could already imagine savoring the food, unconciously reaching out for a plate.
"ummm... Vyzion? may i have some" hya'salia asked, while she grabbed a plate regardless of whether or not he answered. she picked up a fork and a knife and started cutting the pancakes into a grid. as soon as she was done , she drizzled a serving of honey and picked up a piece, taking a small bite.
the flavors, the honey and the fluffiness of the pancakes was harmoniously synchronized, the light tang of the lemon contrasted with the sweetness of the honey as she felt the pancake melt in her mouth.
"mmmmm- Byma'mui!! Mien Bmya'mui!!!" She exclaimed in her tongue as she picked out another piece and another , the feeling she experienced is similar to paradise, deftly ignoring the rest of the world. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
306
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Posted - 2014.11.09 01:11:00 -
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Thal Vadam wrote:
Thal turned around and smiled at Junko as she ate. Thal truly delighted in her company, mostly because of their traning earlier. She had skill, skill that if tempered, could make her as good as himself.
"Are you ready for the pits Junko?"
Junko was nearing her 3rd batch when she heard thal. she looked at him with some food still in her mouth with an expression that said: "huh?" after a few second she chewed through the pancakes and swallowed, finishing it off with the cup of coffee. she didnt like the bitter taste, much preferring to add generous amounts of milk and sugar to a light brown finish, but recalling what her employer had said about the coffee, she chose to take his advice. still it was refreshing despite the cup going cold.
setting down the cup with a light sigh and wiping her mouth with a napkin, she turned to thal and slightly chuckled.
"yeah, im ready for the next round" she finished, leaning back on her chair and patting her stomach in a playful manner.
"but i hear that the next round of bouts is going to be a 'battle-royale' sort of match, Galm is that true?" she inquired, putting aside her pates and leaning towards the tables looking at her employer. |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
306
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Posted - 2014.11.15 23:50:00 -
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Hya'salia watched as the conversations ranged from suprise, lively, then downhill it went when Vyzion took offense to Jester's remark of him being a Doctor.
"Smart move, Jester" Hya'salia muttered under her breath as Vyzion got up and stormed out of the diner, leaving behind the money to pay for the pancakes. but it was to be expected.
immortality under her observations, was power; it can turn the humble into the greedy, the wise into the fool, the sane into insanity.
her thoughts then turned to her dream last night, the one of the mother.
who was she?
she stopped halfway into her 7th plate, set the silverware to the side and took a sip from the coffee, her mind now on overdrive.
'what did immortality did to me?' she asked herself in silent contemplation.
her first memory of her first days as an immortal were blurry. a haze, a fog covering up the road of memory lane. but the first thing she remembered was the pain. oh yes the pain. it was everywhere, physically and mentally even though she didnt have a body to call her own, she could feel the bones creaking under her weight, like she spent years with the proverbial **** kicked out of her. her mind was thinking. thinking too much; the first days were nothing but paranoia, never asleep, always jumped at the first thing she could hear. her heart sped up when she felt an imaginary threat, so much that she couldn't bear to step outside, back into the world before her.
and then came the tears, the raw truth, and the fact she was no longer human.
she once read that capsuleers had to meet specific requirements in order to undergo the transformation into what they are now. she shrugged it off as something she could never do, she never intended to become an immortal. it felt out of place, out of mind.
but when her friend, Issac told her that a whole year of her life was gone, that she suddenly "could not die". that her original body was destroyed during the attack, that she simply broke down,crying for days. to took her a long time for her to accept that , going well past the battle of Caldari Prime.
she never wanted to be immortal, yet here she was..
'but you did alot of good while you were immortal, and you'll continue to do good so long as you have this drive; Little Hya'salia.' a voice replied from within the memory of conciousness.
she felt a tear forming under her eye, but she brushed it off before anyone noticed. then she stood up, and laid down a few isk notes to pay for her meals, as well as a tip for the waitress. before leaving she nodded to the others, especially Thal and said.
"well i'll see you at the arena" she said, and then she walked away
She hadn't expected Jester's words to sting so much, and she definitely didn't want them to see either |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
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Posted - 2014.12.01 05:56:00 -
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after her break of her facade, she gathered to the arena once again. at the fighters pits.
'soon... soon its going to start' Hya'salia thought to herself as she sat there, arranging her hair back into a ponytail. earlier she had just taken another shower, as she could had a cathartic effect on her being. it helped, not by alot but it was enough for her to pull herself together. she wasnt too worried about others entering the fighter's preparations room, so she had taken advantage of that. if anyone came in well.. she would figure that one out when it happened.
she gathered her hair together and wrapped the small hairband around it, making the ponytail at last, as a drone came into the shower room with a folded pile of clothing.
"Hya'salia, your clothes have been clean and ready" it said, she turned and looked at it with a small nod.
"can you place it on my cot please?" she asked, to which the drone made a small chirp and turned around
"as you wish" |
Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
336
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Posted - 2015.02.02 16:25:00 -
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it was the roar that caught her attention. the T.V on display lit up and on it she saw a grusome sight.
Galm, breaking every bone in his opponents body, ripping out chains right up to the part with thee ear thing. for a whole minute she watched his fight come and go, with a suprised look on her face.
'this is the guy who just hours ago invited us for pancakes and coffee.... with heart symbols on his messages' Hya'salia pondered, going back to the message on her wristcomp. it was indeed galm who sent it. she threw on her clothes, grabbed her vest and dashed out towards the arena. flying up the stair into the spectator seats, she made her way towards the front of the stands, grabbing onto the railing as she she Galm leaving the pits.
"damn.." she said to herself as the broken body of galm's opponent wasquickly picked up and disposed of, clearing he way for the next fight.
and there. out in the open with rough hand-me-downs for clothing, ripped cargo pants and a simple sleeveless shirt...
was adamance. by comparison to thal, adamance had tried. Tried, to adjust to societal norms laid out for the pits, if there were any. whereas thal had fought with his adorned clothing.
silently she took out her wrist comp, fumbled with a switch to the side, and inside was a micro-drone.
it activated in a series of chirps, assembling itself in her hand.
"Orbit pattern-arena" she saide and drone flew off, her wrist comp opened a holo-display, and she began to hit record.
"Satja is going to absolutely love this" she grinned in a mischievous fashion.
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Hunter Junko
Sebiestor Field Sappers
Minmatar Republic
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Posted - 2015.02.04 05:28:00 -
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Every second was a second in a surprising feeling of awe as hya'salia's micro-drone recorded the fight, up until the moment adamance brought the man down in a vicious neck-drop. the snapping of the bones reverted all throughout the arena.
Hya'salia was fortunate to turn away as Raiju died, recalling her drone and putting her wristcomp to sleep. she now knew the kind of man adamance was.
he was a warrior. so is thal, so was galm.
and then her wristcomp beeped. she down at it, and saw the upcoming notice for the next round of fights
Thal was thankfully, not her opponent. knowing this she breathed out a small sigh of relief, and then decided to visit the pit entrances, so she walked down the stairs towards the upper preparation rooms. there , waiting for his next fight, was Thal. he had been sitting there with somewhat of a hard look to him, though having just seen someone die in front of them was no small matter. she mused that something else had been amiss and decided not to press the issue.
'maybe he's nervous?' she thought to herself, that was when she decided then and there to do a crazy thing and gave the man a quick slap to the shoulders in a friendly manner
"so, the next round of fights now huh?" she said in her usual attitude; nonchalant and mischevious. she took a seat in the benches across from thal, and adjusted her ponytail a bit before looking at the Amarrian.
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