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Post by Ivan Alexander Kamenkovich on Jun 10, 2011 19:59:05 GMT -5
Ivan sighed slightly as his headache was re-appearing after he materialized. He needed a way to get rid of the after-pain. And he was also practicing his old hobby, Free- Running. And this was the place to do it, Obsticles, jumps, corners, everything to perfect his almost ninja likeness. He would call himself a ninja, unseen untill he was right next to you, and starting to become very agile after years of neglect. But he could hardly focus, with the kiss with Kat in a secret passageway, them declaring their love for each other. He couldn't concentrate, his muscles started to ache from the intense exercise he was having, but he always told himself.... No pain Ivan, No pain..
He grunted loudly as he cleared at least a ten foot gap. This course reminded him of running from the cops back home, but they were fat and gave up easily, which was rewarding always. He was clearing the course while being invisible, and this put a tremendous strain on his heart. And learned to trust his own body and not worry about his heart dieing on him mid life. The doctor or nurse, or whatever their named, told him his heart was capable of at-least three hundred and fifty beats per second, above superhuman. Which made him quite proud of his fucked up life. As he was training himself he paid little attention to the door, anyone, even the loudest of the loud could have entered without Ivan noticing.
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Post by Asher Quinton Strayhorn on Jun 14, 2011 11:48:12 GMT -5
s o u n d t h e b u g l e n o w,p l a y i t j u s t f o r m e.a s t h e s e a s o n s c h a n g e,r e m e m b e r h o w i u s e d t o b e. n o w i c a n ' t g o o n,i c a n ' t e v e n s t a r t.i ' v e g o t n o t h i n g l e f t,j u s t a n e m p t y h e a r t. Ash was walking back from exercising his powers in the Nature-Based Powers wing, after nearly burning the whole building down. He smiled at the thought – it was one of the few times that he’d lost control of his powers –which was rare, with him being an elemental and all. Elementals were more temperamental that most ‘normal’ gifted students. They also had better senses, reflexes, and physical capabilities. No one really knew why – it just happened. Perhaps it was the powers of nature that flowed in his blood that gave him the bonus. Thuds were coming from the Physical Powers Wing, puzzling Ash. He removed his shoes, something that would enable him to run silently through the halls, and sneak up on whatever was making the noise.
Pausing at the door that led to the open space for exercising, the thuds were coming from there. Ash pushed at the door, quietly entering. That room was empty. Hmm. Well, that could mean anything. This person – or whatever it was – could be invisible. Ash had grown accustomed to expecting whatever was out there. The thuds – more like grunts – were coming from the far side of the room, on the powers testing course. Fire pulsed out of Asher, determined to protect him. He didn’t know what was happening, or what might happen. The two fire-birds that followed Ash around grew into phoenixes, their battle call ringing throughout the area. No one would not hear it, for the air amplified the sound, pushing it into every nook and cranny in the room.
t a g ! Ivan w o r d s ! 257 o u t f i t ! herel y r i c s ! Sound The Bugle - Bryan Adams c r e d i t s ! Ani of Alexandria Academy, AniDearest of caution 2.0 and Ani the Snowflake Girl of kotuku designs. Remove this credit and she'll have your head.
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Post by Ivan Alexander Kamenkovich on Jun 14, 2011 12:13:29 GMT -5
Ivan heard the screeches of the most disturbing sound yet. Ivan stopped, turned his head to a now nearly on fire boy. He chuckled lightly, another Junior he had saw before in one of his classes. But he never knew his name, nor did he want to. The fire-birds, or phoenix's people called them, guarded the fairly built man. He smiled to himself, a challenge finally. He still had Kat and him kissing on his mind, but knew this wasn't Emmett, he had the power of persuasion.
He shaked the thought to the back of his mind, he had a situation in front of him. He swiftly landed, rather quietly, then began his method of confusion, making a very confusing path, very hard to follow. He laughed loudly examining the fire-birds. He gained confidence fairly quickly. "A man with birds of fire to protect him from the unseen, pitiful." He spat. He was letting his pissed off mood do the talking. He examined his prey, swiftly making noises to distract him, to throw him off. He waited for the unknown man to make his move.
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Post by Asher Quinton Strayhorn on Jun 14, 2011 18:13:56 GMT -5
s o u n d t h e b u g l e n o w,p l a y i t j u s t f o r m e.a s t h e s e a s o n s c h a n g e,r e m e m b e r h o w i u s e d t o b e.n o w i c a n ' t g o o n,i c a n ' t e v e n s t a r t.i ' v e g o t n o t h i n g l e f t,j u s t a n e m p t y h e a r t. ”I’m not the one who won’t show himself!” Ash yelled back. He condensed the water vapor in the air, causing it to rain. Once it had sufficiently covered the floor, he froze it into a slick layer of ice. Snow floated down, coating everything it touched in a soft, white blanket. He made out a shape moving rapidly around the room. The sixteen year-old flung ice towards the figure, aiming to hurt. The fire around him had cooled considerably, so it wouldn’t melt the surrounding snow. Wolves, lions, tigers, and other predators sprang up from the ground, some made of fire, some of air, some of snow, and some of earth. They growled, and snapped, forming a protective barrier around their creator.
Ash spun around, searching for his target. The invisibility could only last for so long, especially with the boy running around so much. It would drain him – then, and only then, would Ash make his final blow. Wind screamed around him, moving at gale-force. ”Come out, come out, wherever you are,” Ash called out, his Irish accent thick in his rage.
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Post by Ivan Alexander Kamenkovich on Jun 22, 2011 7:24:04 GMT -5
Ivan grunted slightly as the ice impacted him, the floor was now as slick as the owner himself. When he talked he noticed a hint of a Irish accent but decided to say nothing. He did not keep quiet as he walked further into the arena, hoping to draw him in. He wanted to test him some more, but he had started to breathe a bit faster, trying to regain his invisible self. He pivoted towards this rather pissed enemy and waited for his next move, the rain probably outlined his general figure as the rain pelted on him.
This reminded him of the sometimes rainy streets of Moscow, with crowded streets and lazy policemen, it was easy to run and hide. But here, in this now arena, there were no hiding places, just a big open space now filled with weather. He then heard the figure say Ivan's favorite words, words that he heard way too much when he was in the life of a Mafia hit-man, he took it like an offer.
"No sir, I will not show myself, as you already see me"
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