Deimos A block, and then the eerie cracking of the weaponry – the staff’s shaft splitting. In another world, in another battle, in something that wasn’t training, it could spell disaster. A soldier outfitted with another weapon might have something left on their holster, on their back, grabbing hold and fighting onward. A warrior might have nothing, and be forced to flee or succumb. He narrowed his eyes again and shook his head as she continued to plunge onward. The Sword had half an inclination to cease and desist the motions altogether, to end it all abruptly, set the target on fire, and call it a day. No need for recklessness. No need for hostility. No need for the strange desperation clouding over her features (and for what?). But then, here was a safer place to learn than any multitudes of incoming battlefields. Than any high-stakes gamble. Than any place where enemies were coming to capture or maim, tear apart, desecrate. It was just going to be difficult. “Calm yourself,” he insisted, the boom of his voice clambering over the range of fields and sea. Her charge wasn’t without its zeal though – the bigger effigy faltered as the staff butted into its chest, pushed back, stifled for half a moment. Now would be a time to strike. To knock and tear it asunder; a tipping point, and he wondered if she’d recognize it or not, in her rash fervency. Out of sight and out of mind Make everything alright So let the sky and sea collide Just not in our lifetime |
Training [se] stronger than all of it
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the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 74 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
08-03-2021, 10:49 AM
Age: 25 | Height: 5'7 in (170cm) | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 3 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 20 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 16 - Int: UMBRA - Mythical - Dragon (fire breath)
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08-03-2021, 12:37 PM
You have so much of everything but still you wanted more
Handling the spear with one hand was cumbersome. The impact as it connected with the dummy nearly shook it out of her grasp entirely. But there was no time to pause and adjust, nor did Deimos booming call to slow down really mean anything in the moment. She could hear the words, but somewhere between understanding and executing there was a disconnect, lost in the haze of pain and brain ghosts.
She did see the dummy falter. Again her gravity pulse extended, lightening the target until it only barely maintained connection with the ground. Again Seren slammed her staff towards its torso, while a leg swung out, attempting to sweep the practice doll's feet from under itself. To bring it down, topple its bulk, slam it to the ground on its back. It would be helpless there, she hoped. Easy to dismantle, and another win under her belt. It was vital. Had to be. Though in the midst of a throbbing pain from her arm that made her want to throw up, Seren couldn't quite remember why. Seren the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 74 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
08-03-2021, 09:26 PM
Age: 25 | Height: 5'7 in (170cm) | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 3 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 20 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 16 - Int: UMBRA - Mythical - Dragon (fire breath)
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08-04-2021, 12:30 PM
You have so much of everything but still you wanted more
The kick landed with a nasty thud, and again there was a muffled scream from the young demigod. Her stance faltered as the previosly injured leg was aggravated again and threatened to buckle beneath her weight. But even though the pain clearly registered, Seren almost seemed to relish it, in some self destructive tendency uncovered by ire.
She added the weight of gravit to the blade as she swung the broken staff towards the head of the downed dummy. Still she did not pause or retreat to change her grip, even though it would make it easier on her. Faster too, and less likely to have her hand torn up by frayed splinters. She didn't care. Couldn't be bothered to. Almost longed for another bite of sensation, now that it had begun; it was better than thinking. Again she aimed a blow, meant to sever limbs and ens her opponent. For the first time a darkness colored her movements, bloodthirst leaking out past midnight veils. Seren the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 74 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
08-04-2021, 06:32 PM
Age: 25 | Height: 5'7 in (170cm) | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 3 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 20 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 16 - Int: UMBRA - Mythical - Dragon (fire breath)
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08-05-2021, 12:29 AM
You have so much of everything but still you wanted more
'Enough.'
The sharp command cut through the haze that had settled over her thoughts. As though were she a mere puppet on strings suddenly cut, Seren's arm fell to her side and dangled limp with the spear scraping the ground. One by one, scrapes and bruises throbbed to life until the ache became a living thing inside her. Blinking down at the severed remnants of the dummy, it took her a moment to realize that Deimos was talking to her. "What? Oh." Learned? Had she learned anything? A muscle cramped at her back, a silent reminder. "I need to watch my back better..." Had she really hacked that dummy to pieces like this? Strange. She couldn't quite recall the last minute or so. It was all a blur. And the spear... "They're going to kill me for breaking my weapon." A mournful sigh turned into a hiss when another jolt stabbed through her wrist. She gave it a quick glance; already it had begun to swell, and would probably begin to purple soon. Was it broken? Hm. For some reason, the damaged weapon still gave her more concern. Seren the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 74 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
08-05-2021, 12:01 PM
Age: 25 | Height: 5'7 in (170cm) | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 3 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 20 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 16 - Int: UMBRA - Mythical - Dragon (fire breath)
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08-05-2021, 12:41 PM
You have so much of everything but still you wanted more
A soft frown suggested that Seren didn't have any idea what he was talking about. "But I was listening! Well... maybe not about the healing, but..." The look on his face made something shrivel within, constricting her throat. "I just... thought it would be fun."
There had been no deep meaning behind the request. Except for that already stated wish to impress, to flaunt the one thing she felt like she had some genuine skill in. An ego boost perhaps, to make herself feel less useless. She didn't say as much, but the deepening color on her cheeks implied the line of self-centered thinking. Seren the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 74 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
08-05-2021, 10:53 PM
Age: 25 | Height: 5'7 in (170cm) | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 3 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 20 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 16 - Int: UMBRA - Mythical - Dragon (fire breath)
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08-07-2021, 01:12 PM
You have so much of everything but still you wanted more
The way he said it made her falter, nearly flinching from the implication that she was using his good will. Hackles rose within, hurt and defensive, and as her breath became unsteady gasps she had nothing to blame save her own thoughts. Far messier and less composed than she usually let on.
"I wanted to have fun, and relax, and not be so bloody serious all the time!" she retorted, growing intense in her tone even though the volume of her voice did not rise. "I wanted to show you what I've learned, yes. I wanted some advice, yes. I wanted to see for myself how far I can go with you as an opponent - " and the frustration in her expressive shrug suggested that she had disappointed herself immensely. Again. "I've never trained while injured. I've never tried to do anything while in pain. I wanted to know what it's like. Whether I could take it. I want to know what my limits are, Deimos, what I'm capable of, what I can and can't do!" Again she tried to flail her arms about, and nearly staggered from the renewed jolt of pain from the wrist. Clutching it to her chest, Seren dropped the broken pieces of her spear and sucked in deep breaths until the world no longer spun around her. "Half the people I meet treat me like I'm almost Safrin herself. The other half like I'm something fragile that needs to be protected at all costs. Those who don't expect me to perform miracles and solve all the problems of the world act like I'm still a toddler who don't know anything about the world. And you know what? They're probably right! And I hate it! I hate not knowing, I hate not being strong enough, I hate that I can't do anything on my own!" Snarling, with flashing teeth and eyes glistening with the depths of her emotions, Seren wanted nothing more than to rage and rampage, to let out all these black, hateful ashes of negativity that kept piling up within. It wasn't her. Shouldn't be her. She wanted to be carefree and happy go lucky and prance along beaches with her heart full of wonder, caring about nothing save the view from the next hill. When had she lost that? It wasn't fair. She wanted that her to come back. Seren the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 74 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
08-07-2021, 07:52 PM
Age: 25 | Height: 5'7 in (170cm) | Race: Demi-god | Nationality: Natural | Citizenship: Torchline Level: 3 - Strg: 16 - Dext: 20 - Endr: 30 - Luck: 16 - Int: UMBRA - Mythical - Dragon (fire breath)
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08-07-2021, 09:14 PM
You have so much of everything but still you wanted more
She had expected, almost hoped that the man would snap back at her. That they could clash again, erupt into more shouting and sharpened words so that the might finally vent all of the pent up frustration until none remained. But for a second time in short succession it was proved that Deimos was not easy to rile. His response was measured and intense, and left her with a taste of something foul curdling on the tongue. Like guilt and regret and embarrassment, that did nothing to make her feel better. The tears cloying her throat had nowhere to go now, and only made her feel more than ever like that child she both hated and loved.
"It's not like I had it planned out," she muttered, averting her gaze from the vexed blue of his eyes, far too piercing for comfort. "Besides... I didn't want you to hold back. Or make it easier on me. Or..." Or be kind. Concerned. Slumping down to sit on the ground, Seren bowed her head until most of her face became obscured by a cascade of dark curls. It wasn't that she didn't listen to the cautioning tale - she felt it keenly in every aching muscle - but it echoed too much Remi's accusation of being a brat to be swallowed in the moment. "I don't know... Like a person. Like I'm worthy of some respect and basic courtesy regardless of how long I've lived or whether I've fought a hundred battles or not." Her thoughts kept going back to the meeting, to the distaster and the way she had been snubbed off and ignored. Her jaws tensed; she would have to explain for any of it to make sense. "Amalia called a meeting with the demi-gods a while ago. So we can work together. I told the others about my mission to explore the Sea of Glass... and both father and Remi just took over. Without even asking my opinion they vetoed you out from the expedition because of Morgan's return, and didn't listen when I argued their reasoning. It was - it still is - my mission, given to me. But they just took over like I wasnt even there. "On top of that, I offered to help with another thing but father said no. Just like that. Like it was his decision to make. Like I have to be looked after all the damn time!" It was... infantilizing. Humiliating. Rude and insulting. Disrespectful on a basic level, and when she dared to object and stand her ground she had been called a brat, like she was a spoiled child being willful around adults. It still made Seren see red, and she actually hissed like a feral cat when fresh rage came welling up at the recollection. Seren the Resurrected Sword
Warden of Halo / Guildmaster ✓
Age: 34 | Height: 6'4" | Race: Hybrid | Nationality: Outlander | Citizenship: Halo Level: 14 - Strg: 74 - Dext: 73 - Endr: 74 - Luck: 80 - Int: 3 BELIAL - Mythical - Peryton (Blend) ZURIEL - Mythical - Unicorn (Healing)
08-08-2021, 06:33 PM
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