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--- Arianna legacy - the darkness rises (http://www.labofabyll.com/forum/threadid.php?threadid=787)

"Feh. Maybe by YOUR standards." Ashlon swung his sword down in front of him, hoping to deflect the cutter. It didn't however, and hit him right in the fists. The sword, once again, spun through the air and clattered to the ground. "........;;"

San laughed nervously as the cutter returned to his hand,"er...your move..."

by this time Skye had left...

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A shadowy heavy built male watched them spar.

Plushie-Liger Zero sat on the beacher where Skye was. He seemed kinda down about the whole quarrel that had rose.


Plushie-Rock yawned as he continued to watch Ashlon and San sparring. He really wanted find someone else to spar, but he didn't feel like jumping out and asking someone.

Rocks hands began to tremble as the large male loomed over him.

"Then let's spar."

Plushie-Rock looked behind him at the mysterious person who was looming over him.

Plushie-Rock: Who...who are you!?


White-Jet gulped as she looked at the strange man standing behind Plushie-Rock and how he was trembling. She knew she wasn't going to like this one bit.


Plushie-Liger Zero snarled at the strange man, ready to attack if anything bad happened during the match.

"Show me what you've got small fry."

He growled under his breath, taking out a very large double bladed staff.

Plushie-Rock gulped and jumped ou into the areana, turning into his real form as he took his X-Whip out.

Ashlon went over and picked up his sword. "Um...might we try throwing it higher or lower? My knuckles really hurt.." Ashlon charges at San.

Medley turned to look at Might, shifting around and back to male as more people came and left. "Sure, I guess." He looked down at the buster forming on his hand. "I have this as long as that blue guy is full-sized, but I get the feeling it won't be very powerfull."

Might nodded and walked into a waiting area inside the stadium coming back out he was dragging a trunk.

"theres an assortment of rifles and swords left from Johns team,the one RedWaters defeated,take your pick"

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San smirked,"I`ll throw higher,nothing important there to damage"

Ashlon : "yea oka-HEY!"

The man nodded and twirled the long staff around.

"Come on."

Ashlon squinted his eyes at San. Mitch was . Ashlon charged at San.

San backed up but tripped on his lace and fell over onto his back and Ashlon sailed over him,San got back to his feet and turned round,"alright come on...I ah..meant to do that,yea"

Ashlon skidded, turned, and headed back towards San.

Medley dug into the trunk and fished out a curved scabbard. "Hm..." He pulled out of it a curved scimitar, and took a few experimental swings, then nodded. "Ya, this should be fine. Thank you."

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A red-haired boy wandered through the forest, looking for the other two. For him, this was the quintessence of self-control. Everything was so lush, so green, so... so... flammable. It was hard to keep his mind off that fact when there was nothing else to do. Fortunately, he finally came upon something, what looked like the ruins of a stadium, up ahead. He ran inside and came out into the bleachers, seeing a familiar face. "Ah, there he is. San's got himself into a battle... I gotta see this." He walked down to the edge of the arena and sat down to watch.

Dark Messenger had stretched out and walked back to the bleachers, sitting up in the stands behind Medley and Might. She looked quite a lot better now, and she yawned tiredly.

Pang walked up and sat down near DM,giving her space,"feeling better?"

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San caught sight of Cremo before Ashlon was almost at him,he quickly brought up his rolling cutter to defend before Ashlons momentum caused them both to fall over.

Ashlon tumbled off San and blinked. "Um...why'd you block? You could've...dodged like before..."

"could`ve would`ve,should`ve didn`t...urgh,damn you heavy,okay lets try this again".

He stood up and dusted himself off,bringing his cutter up in front of him.

Medley suddenly stopped and stood still. He could feel her again, and though she was far calmer now, he could still sense that lingering hatred and anger inside of himself. After a moment of regaining control of himself, he resheathed the scimitar and turned to face her, backing away as he did so. "Oh, you're back."

She looked at him, her eyes scanning his form and she put her chin into her awaiting palm, leaning her elbow against her knee and she watched him.

"Is there a problem to that??"

"No, I... I just..." he began to stammer, still not feeling right and backing up slowly. "Well, I tend to get something from everyone around me... and you, uh... startled me before." He was currently focused on two things. Trying to get out of range of her, and trying not to get her mad.

She jumped off the bleachers, landing in front of him.
"Oh?" she looked at him again, the gold in her eyes scaring him a little bit more. "I don't bite..." She put a hand on his shoulder.

Might kept a safe distance from DM,not wanting to startle her just because of his occupation.

Ashlon sighed angrily. "Alright..." Ashlon charged at him again.

Rock tightly gripped his X-Whip as he felt his trembling increasing. Ignoring it, he swung the X-Whip at the dark man.

As she came closer to him, Medley shifted more toward her appearance, though still male and with some features of the others. He was feeling a bit more sure of himself, but took a step back anyway. "Well... my name's Medley, to the best of my knowledge, at least."

San dodged to the side and threw his cutter in the opposite direction,it curved round and headed for Ashlon.

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Might looked at the scene unfolding and turned to look at Rini,"shall we continue our sparring?"

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Pang sighed as Rogo kept teasing him about when he went off into the forest with DM.

"Rogo shut up..."

"c`mon you must have done something with her"

"I talked...thats it.."

Ashlon jumped up high, attempting to dodge the cutter.

San smirked and took a running jump,his foot outstretched aiming for Ashlon.His cutter missed and stabbed into the ground.

The whip wound around the Trident, and the man pulled it from Rock's hands, throwing it across the arena.

"TEMPEST BREAKER!!" He sent a whirl of dark clouds surrounded by lightning at him.


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"Hmm...Medley....what an odd name.."

Rock yelped and fired a charged blast at the clouds, only to see it pass through like a ghost. One of the bolts hit him in the back, causing him to yelp some more as he tried dodging the other bolts of lightning.

He twirled his staff and charged, the sharp end aimed at Rocks throat.

Rock barely managed to block the attack, which put a gash in his left arm. Blood was seeping out of the gash as he stumbled back, covering it and groaning in pain.

Despirate, Rock switched colors and three fireflies circled him as they started firing at the dark man.


Plushie-Liger Zero snarled at the dark man, wanting to jump out and bite him, but White-Jet stopped him before he even attempted.

He deflected the shots and send lightning bolts at the fireflies, disabling them.

"come on now...you're hurt." the voice had softened up a bit and he put his gentle hand on Rocks wound.

Rock seemed to have calmed down a bit when he heard the voice and felt the gentle touch on his wound, even though his hands were still trembling slightly. His armor color switched back to normal before he turned back into a plushie, the wound disappearing.


Plushie-Liger Zero jumped out of the bleachers and ran up to Plushie-Rock, nudging him as he reached out and stroked his mechanical head.

The man took off his helmet, the waves of metallic hair falling back down over the familiar blue eyestreaks and the orange eyes.
Skye smiled.
"sorry for bein so rough."

Ashlon eeped and got blown down to the ground by the kick. Ashlon slowly got to his knees and sighed.

San picked up his rolling cutter and dusted off the blade,"er.....exactly how much combat experiance do you have?"