Re: {Altamira} Zachary Leos' Training.
OoC: Actually, nice and short. Also, this will give me a reason to implement one of Zachary's newest trick. Oh, and Fritz: He ran because he couldn't see what the heck he was fighting. >_>
BiC: "Fritz, what the h-aaah!" Zachary yelled as the door swung open and he was thrown through, landing face first in the ground, stopping inches from the geyser. "Ow..." was the only muffled sound that came from the ice innate as he laid face down on the ground. Man this sucked.
Well, hey, whatever a person can do, right? The red haired youth still couldn't figure out how he could freeze the massive geyser and keep the heat down. It wasn't like his ice was temperature resistant.
The youth turned himself over and sat up, noticing that Louis had already soundly removed his violin and had started warming up. What a jerk! Getting ready to play music at such a time. What in the hell was he thinking? Well, it didn't matter, since Zachary still had a question to ask: "Son of a *****! That hurt, Fritz! Also, how the hell do you expect me to freeze this geyser?" the ice warrior asked, but suddenly found a nice violin case smacking him on the side of the head, knocking him back.
With all speed, he sat back up, rubbing his head as the case landed next to him. That hurt too. It might have been hard to believe, but the ice innate didn't hate Fritz, as he did Kellson and Zorlo, but merely disliked him. After all, the bard had won, fair and square, and the youth couldn't change that fact. Come to think of it, Leos kinda liked Louis. He seemed to do some of the strangest things.
"Well, aren't you going to get to freezing that geyser, or are we all going to die?" the warrior asked, still tuning his violin. What a strange guy. So calm under such deadly circumstances. He and Zorlo had that in common... then again, from what Zorlo had said, the fencer had crushed Kellson's body into a bloody, defeated pulp. Mind you, Zachary had been unconscious by that time, but he had learned that Zorlo didn't normally lie.
"Just because I can create ice doesn't mean I can freeze anything. That isn't something I norm-ahh!" he said as he got hit in the head with something else. This time a large stone, nearly knocking the ice innate over again. That was getting annoying. With an annoyed sigh, the red haired youth stood up and unsheathed his sword, moving towards the edge of the geyser. He had two choices now. One was using the energy from the sword and hoping that worked, and the second was "awakening" and trusting that that power could stop the geyser. Either way, his choices were few.
Suddenly a melody entered the air, very fitting for the circumstances. A fast, dangerous tune echoed from Fritz's violin, and Zachary suddenly felt the mood of the setting catch on. It was show time! With a powerful stab, his sword entered the geyser and began sending chilling cold down the walls. The rock towards the top froze quickly, but the pool of heated water prevented the ice from getting closer, and the boiling water rose higher. Leos had to come up with a way to stop this.
This left one choice. Zachary began to draw the energy from his sword, and when his eyes opened, they were dark blue. He'd use this power. Hell, it was the first time he'd used it for a good purpose. Zachary stabbed his sword into the ground again and a massive wave of ice shot down the entire geyser, freezing everything, including the top of the geyser.
A confident smile appeared across Leos' face as he looked at his work, but it soon changed into a look of shear horror as the bubbling liquid began to erupt. No time to think anymore, and the swordsman dropped his sword and jumped into the opening of the geyser, sending down his pure ice magical energy down towards the bubbling liquid. It would only freeze the heated water for moments before it broke free.
With each failed attempt, the ice innate turned up the amount of magic. The dark blue mist that left his hands and tried to freeze the burning water didn't seem to help. He pulled his hands back as he found himself inches near the water, sweating now. He needed a miracle. He focused all the energy he could muster into his hands and unleashed the ice as a massive ice column shot into the air, the water stopped.
The pillar shot the ice innate into the air, and he landed on it with a thud. It wasn't cold to the touch at all. In fact, it wasn't warm either. It was temperature resistant. By focusing his power, he had created temperature resistant ice. He'd have to test this ability out again some time. Maybe he'd tried freezing a fire. That'd be cool. With that last thought, his eyes closed, the runes on his sword completely drained, and he passed out. He needed to recover his energy.
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The door suddenly creaked open, and the white monkey hopped off of its Master's shoulder. Apparently, he had other things to do. Armond could do as he pleased; meanwhile, the fencer would go about his business. He cracked his normal smile as he moved towards the door. Suddenly, the words, "Come in," echoed out of the room, and the Aura Master simply obliged.
The green haired man entered the interesting room, smiling as he normally did and breathing deep the incense in the room. It had a unique smell about it, and as it filled his lungs, he felt a bit... strange... well, stranger then normal. Even so, he simply continued to smile as he walked further into the most interesting room.
To one side, a dragon feasted violently upon its food, but the fencer didn't care. He always found dragons interesting, and he wasn't capable of being surprised of anything, much less be scared of a creature eating. After all, everything ate, right? Well, even if there were living things that didn't, he didn't even shudder at the dragon's actions, and he merely continued to smile as he took in the smell of the incense. What the hell was it?
"Now then," the gypsy started, looking at the fencer, "What business do you have with me?" she asked, looking at him blankly. He could almost tell she knew something was going to happen, but still, that made the situation all the more fun.
"I've come seeking your aid, Cadenza of Rubato," he told her, placing his right hand on his forehead, his vision getting strange. What in the world was doing this to him. He began to see flashes of things, but they were strange, not entirely real at all. He feared no one and nothing, but he did fear events. Things a person couldn't control were the only things that could spark any kind of fear into Zorlo. And what he saw for a few moments was the dead body of Selene laying on the ground. He pushed back the images, knowing they weren't true.
Slowly, he began to figure out what was going on. It was the incense, wasn't it? It was filling his head with images to try to scare him. Well, he couldn't let that happen, after all, that would require him to be weak. The fencer forced himself to stand up completely straight, looking the woman in the eyes, his right hand removed from his forehead. He'd face this problem like he did everything else: head on!
"How... how do you know my name?" Cadenza asked, looking at the Aura Master.
"I was told it by a woman named Asha, who had an associate named Jhans that helped me and a person I brought here to escape. I know that Jhans is a student of yours, and I also know that Kellson, who is now quite dead, was also a student of yours. Both of which I fought in battle. Jhans held up very well, and I was nearly certain he would match up well, but..." the fencer trailed off, recalling how Kellson had wound up.
"As for Kellson, he suffered most grievous wounds at my hands. I did teach him why he shouldn't pick fights with those weaker then himself. He picked a fight with a person much too strong for himself, and he wound up nearly dead. I won't lie, I was slightly aggrieved when I learned that he had died, but simply because I didn't learn if he had learned to stop being a moron," the fencer said as his smile remained attached to his face.
Cadenza stared at him slightly, partially with interest, and partially with annoyance. "You sure do like to talk, don't you?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him. "Do you know Hunter by some chance? You and him would be good friends, I'd imagine, what with how you both liked to hear yourselves speak," the gypsy stated as she continued to glance at him, almost like asking him, "Why the hell do I care what you did, just get on with whatever you've got to say already."
Zorlo merely laughed, enjoying her spunk. "Aye, I've met Prince Hunter once. Nice man, and yes, he and I are both quite long winded, if I do say so myself," he told her, finally finished laughing for the moment. "Now then, on to why I have come."
"Finally," she interjected, seemingly very annoyed. "Get it over with already," the shadow mage seemed to demand, obviously not entirely liking the fencer.
"Since I'm quite a busy person, and am supposed to be on a mission right now, I've come to ask if you'd assist me in training the person I've brought here, and helping to free him of the demon that uses him through his sword. It would not be a hard thing to do, but I must get to work on my mission, and I need someone to make sure he doesn't die while I'm gone. I know you are more powerful then I am, and that is why I come seeking your aid. I need someone stronger then I am to overcome this obstacle that cause Zachary Leos to chase me. Will you help me to free him?" Zorlo asked, his smile turning into simply a smirk. How could she say no?
OoC: Well, that was fun. I hope you like it. This post felt quite good,
actually. ^_^