Melting Fun (avyuir)

OoC: Yay for a battle! Well, I saw Avyuir, and she seems awesome. I can't wait until she gets approved. ^.^ Let the fight begin and heres to both of us being awesome! *guzzles down a pixie stick* You know, I'm having a problem with shortness as of late... =\

BiC:

The hot molten magma spewed out of the ragged top of the colossus work of nature that stood before the young demon. As he began approaching the incredibly active volcano, Nemo could feel the heat intensify. “Well, this heat certainly isn’t good for my hair…”

Being so caught up with his hair, the swordsman failed to notice he wasn’t the only one scaling the gargantuan mountain. Still, that was of no problem to him… Yet.

The ashen rocks emitted such a strong level of heat that Nemo found himself whipping the sweat from his forehead with sweat covered hands. “Ugh… I can’t stand it up here… Why am I here in the first place? Oh, yeah… Adventure.” As soon as that word came into his mind, Nemo kept hiking up the scorching hot without so much as a second thought.

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Before long, the heat became so incredibly unbearable, the demon sat down to rest… Only to find that the rock he had planned to perch on could have nearly cooked him. “Ouch… That certainly would have been a pain in the ass…”

Alone, with no where to sit and one to talk to, Nemo’s mind began to wander. “This place sure is desolate… No one for what seems like miles. I’m starting to feel restless…” Absentmindedly, the demon unsheathed Dark Mayhem. He stood there, just staring at the blade. It reflected the bright red glow of the magma like a smooth shining ruby.

Taking the glimmering sword by its hilt, he began to slash out randomly, not remembering the last time he held his sword for sheer fun. He began to twirl it like he used to when he was younger, those days seemed so far away now… “All these miles, towns, and sites… And I have yet to find the one thing I want most…”

Suddenly, a light tapping could be heard behind him. He calmly turned around, assuming it to be a mere wild animal of sorts, but what confronted him would most likely prove to be much more of a challenge to defeat than a simple wild mutt.

OoC: Usuing my new character Avyuir. I'll put her in my siggy soon!

BiC: Avyuir climbed wearily up the volcano. She couldn't believe she was climbing a volcano just to get to another town. Wow, this is so lame. I hate this heat, its going to ruin my hair and skin. She kept grumbling although, it was not helping. She got to the top almost a hour since she began her climb. She really wanted to get down now. As she climbed to the top, she noticed someone else was her aswell. Who would want to be on this horrible molten rock? As she took a closer look, she noticed that this person was a traveler aswell. It would be nice for someone to talk too. As she took yet another closer look, she noticed that this was no ordinary traveler. It was a demon male. Ohh great, I'm stuck on a molten rick with some demon guy. Wonderful. Apperently the demon had noticed her, for he was staring straight at her.

"Who are you?!?"

"Ugh, what does it matter. I really have no time to talk. I'm trying to get off this flaming rosk as soon as possible. Now please leave me alone."

As Avyuir walked passed him, he pulled out his blade and held it infront of her.

"I'll ask you again, who are you!"

Avyuir sighed, she really did want to get off this rock before her hair was ruined.

"Hmm, fine. I am Avyuir. Now, my turn, who are you!"

OoC: ahh beginings, always short, and always sucky :XD

OoC: I finally understand how to maintain so many battles! Simply make a lot of really short posts, and you're done!

BiC:

“Well, most know me by Nemo. Well… Avyuir’s your name right?” After a quick nod from the blonde haired women he continued, “Well, Avyuir, what is so important that you would pass up such an excellent opportunity to meet me? … Aside from the deadly magma and all…”

“I really just want to get to the other side before this terrible heat ruins my hair…” Avyuir said.

“Ah, but that is where you are mistaken… Your hair is perfectly fine with no signs of deteriorating either… What intrigues me more is your pointed ears… Elfish origin if I’m not mistaken?” Nemo paused to see the confirming look on her face. “I do believe that elves are quite high on my ‘People Who I’d Like to Fight’ list…”

Once seeing the look on the Elf’s face, he smiled. “That is… Unless your abilities as a swordsman… In this case woman, leave so much to be desired, you can’t fight a worn out traveler you found just moments ago…”

“I never said that was it…” the woman began, but was promptly interrupted by more of Nemo’s “convincing”.

“So, your arguing just proves my point. Oh, well… I guess Dark Mayhem won’t have the fun it was hoping for today… And to think, it was all over some mediocre warrior,” the demon stared at his sword, seeming truly sad. After a few seconds of them standing in silence he spat out the word, “Pathetic.”

“Mediocre? Pathetic?!” Avyuir stomped up to him, “You just asked for it! You want a battle, then let’s do this!”

“Finally… I was wondering about the kind of fighter who would take insults like that without even so much as a twitch…” Nemo wiped more sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. Next, he brought his hand back to the handle of Dark Mayhem and whispered to it, “Are you ready for some fun?”

OoC: Why I outta!! J/K! :XD Hehe, your the first person who will experience a SwrodSinger!!

BiC: Avyuir was quiet aggrivated know. she could not believe that this pitiful demon brood had just called her pathetic. She would show him! She quickly drew out her blades. No one could beat her in speed. And that was exactly how she planned to take him out, quick and precise. She was a skilled swordswoman and would not lose this fight. She was fast and her attacks precise.

"Song of Wind!"

A whitish clear aura encircled around her. An outline of quiet a lorg sword appeared over her head. Yet as the aura disapperead, it looked as if nothing had hapened.

"hmp, I should have known your skils were useles."

"You really think that." Out of the blue, Avyuir had somehow gotten behind him.

"My song, increases my speed. I am as the wind now. You will not be able to defeat me. You should have never challenged me!" As quickly as she had appeared, she disappeared again.

"Can you catch the wind?!?" She pulled her right blade on him so fast, he barely had time to evade.

"You have no hopes of winning now!"

OoC: KYA! Struck! ED! ... No, that was NOT supposed to make sense.

BiC:

“As a matter of fact… Yes, I can catch the wind… I remember it used to really amuse me… Oh, well… No hopes? Getting cocky aren’t you?” Nemo said quickly dodging out of the way, without so much as breaking a sweat. Quickly, he reassumed his lax position, as though she’d never even questioned his authority.

It seemed his calmness bugged the elf woman, but his attitude was what gave him an edge, it wasn’t every day he would lose it… Though, perhaps this would be one of those few days.

Nemo rested on the hilt of his sword, staring at Avyuir in boredom. “What? Is that it? Guess it’s my turn.” He drew his blade and it shone brightly in the light of the trail of lava approaching him. Once he saw it, he paid it no mind, “It’s no threat to me as of yet…”

Ignoring the molten rock, the demon gripped his sword and charged at the blue eyed woman. He could sense her gather her “song” and stopped abruptly, slightly stepping back. Nemo crouched down, his eyes still looking completely unmotivated.

Another song seemed to start up, and Nemo hopped back, ready to accelerate his speed positively if need be. Unfortunately for him, that push in the right direction that was evidently needed, came in a red, hot, burning instant. “WHAT THE!!!” Was all that could be heard emit from Nemo’s mouth as the lava he had so nonchalantly dismissed, made a searing contact with his derriere.

OoC: Nice!! Haha and for anyone who doesn't know what a derriere is, its the butt.

BiC: Avyuir watched as the demon was close to landing right in the molten rock. Avyuir had to think fast before his but would be burned off. Idiot! What does he think he's doind?!? Luckly for him, Avyuir still had the speed of the wind with her. She easily ran and caught his arm before he totallly hit the lava.

"Your an idiot! What do you think you were doing! Dismissing lava like that, you should have known! What kind of fighter are you?!? Ugh, it doesn't matter! I have no time to bother with someone who doesn't watch the elements!"

"You will fight me!"

"I wil do no such thing! I have no time for people like you!"

"I'm not a person, I'm a DEMON!"

"Whatever, you might be a demon, but that doesn't mean your IMMORTAL! You still have to listen to the elements!"

"What is with you and the elements!"

"I'm an elf you idiot! I'm tunned into nature! We can't ignore its call! And plus, you should have payed attention to the lava. It told me that if we were not careful, someone would get burned!"

"huh, so now your a fortune teller."

"I AM AN ELF!!!!! And I am leaving now!" Avyuir walked briskly away from the demon. She could not handle his immaturity. How could anyone! Hmp, I shouldn't have saved him. I knew it would just cause me trouble! But, she knew that was a lie. And plus, he didn't even say thank you for her saving his but from burning. She turned to face him.

"And also, you should say THANK YOU, for saving your butt!"

"I never asked for your help anyway!"

"Ugh, whatever. You would now be a pile of ash had it not been for me!"

"I'm sure. And you would be prissy little pixy prancing about!"

"I AM NOT A PIXY!!! I'M AN ELF!!!!!"

"Sure look like a pixy to me!"

"Why you!" Avyuir walked back up to him. As it looked like she was about to pull out a sword, she quickly slapped him across the face. "Never call me a pixy again!"

OoC: XD

BiC:

A loud smack could be heard as the pale woman’s hand made contact with Nemo’s face, “Ouch…” The demon’s eyes lost their aloof attitude. His eyebrows met in the center of his forehead as he stared her down. In a quick reflex, Nemo had grabbed Avyuir’s wrist. “Hit me with a sword, and I’ll slash back… Hit me with the wind, and I’ll push back… But hit me with your hand, and you’re asking for a slap fest.”

Avyuir’s face seemed angered and Nemo began to give a hearty laugh, “What’s so funny?”

“Hah, YOU are… That’s rich… Seriously, though. Let’s do this,” the demon stepped back, this time making sure to avoid the lava, “Unless… You don’t believe in fighting one who doesn’t mind their surroundings.”

“Bring it demon!”

“As you wish,” With that curt reply, Nemo sprinted off, this time, definitely not playing around.

The elf took this as her cue to leap into action. Her legs propelled her forward at around the same rate that Nemo was traveling. Their speed seemed to match up fairly well, but the demon did have one thing that Avyuir lacked, and that was the right attitude for the fight.

He did not seem to be driven by anger, or by annoyance, and rather excitement and a deep desire for fun.

Kept low to the ground, carefully checking every move that his opponent made, carefully calculating every twitch, breath and inch she traveled. “Ah, the art of fighting, how I love it…”

Immediately after seeing the right opening, Nemo dove down into the earth, feeling the burn from the sheer warmth of the ground and the friction he caused. Without so much as a grimace, he left up behind Avyuir, sword held high.

According to his observations, this would be the opportune moment to attack… Avyuir’s left leg was positioned in such a way it couldn’t recoil back, her elbows weren’t leveled with each other, making a slash around just leave herself more open. Luckily for Nemo, the lava would play in his favor this time around; she couldn’t go to either side for being burnt to a complete and utter crisp. “So, what are you going to do now elf?”

OoC: You should feel honored! This is seriously the fastest I've replied to a battle in succession. =O

OoC: ohh noes, poor Avyuir haha!

BiC: Avyuir knew there was very little she could do. Oh no, how am I supposed to get out of this mess.

"Hmp, you think that you have me."

Avyuir thought about jumping. But the only way for her to jump, would leave her wide open. She had to take the chance though. She swung her left blade which left her open. But as she swung it around, she brought her feet together and jumped. She landed behind Nemo and easily caught him off guard.

"I'm an elf. It's prety hard to actually get us in a situation that we can't get out off."

"Oh really elf. You should know, you can't win this battle."

"Who ever said that you were going to be the one to win!"

Avyuir lashed out with her blades, striking them against her oponent. She knew that it would be a very hard battle to win. If he can evade my Song of Wind, there is very little chance that I will succeed.

OoC: srry for the wait, been busy and kinda forgot haha!:XD

OoC: Time, time, time... How I take so much of it. I'm nothing like Nemo.

BiC:

"Man, this chick is relying WAY too heavily on her speed... She's got to learn to relax, like me. All in moderation..." Nemo yawned, blocking each blade with ease. "If you want a battle of speed, I'll have you know that I excel in that area when I feel like it... Lucky for you, this heat is definitely off putting."

"Really? Well, I won't being needing luck to beat you!"

"You have quite a sharp tongue there... Is it to make up for your lack of ability to fight?" the demon was definitely trying to win this with the least amount of physical effort on his part. Words would be deadlier than the blade in this battle. That much, he could figure out with ease.

"Grr... Stop it!" Avyuir ran at him with the speed of the wind.

Quickly, Nemo's mind began to formulate a plan. "Hm... I think this may just work."

The demon evaded the attack and stepped back, not even bothering to counter her attempts to beat him down. Instead, his mouth did performed the comeuppance. "So, is lashing out randomly part of your style, or it is just your inability to think of anything worth while to do?"

"Why you little!" The woman seemed to be growing more and more annoyed by Nemo's seemingly witty remarks.

"Yeah... Well, at least I have some skill to back up this talk," He dove in, making their swords clash and sparks shoot out. "Do you?"

Immediately he lost his laxness. His face became stern and focused. His arms moved in a frenzy of attacks, never relenting or showing any signs of mercy. He seemed almost like a blur, swooping in elegantly and with a refined form, but never giving off any chivalrous vibes. He paid no mind to the elf who was trying to fend off his attacks. It seemed as though for even such a brief moment, he was emotionless.

As quickly as his onslaught of attacks had begun, they stopped. Nemo gave off a sigh and his shoulders drooped down. His head was cocked to the side and he asked, "So, can you match my speed?"

OoC: I'm like soooooooooooo srry for not postin, kinda forgot about this one. srry

BiC:Avyuir had blocked every hit. Avyuir grinned with satisfaction as Nemo's eyebrow twitched.

"I can match your speed with ease. But, can you match mind. You go all out, chooping away as most men would do. But I, I attack with grace, and percision."

Avyuir brought her swords up and slashed with both blades fowards making an X mark on Nemo's chest.

"Hehe, X marks the spot."

"You think thats funny?!?"

Avyuir had a sly smirk on her face, he obviously was letting his ego get the best of him. She lunged out again, but this time, did not make contact as she let Nemo evade the blow.

"You missed!"

"But did I!"

While Nemo had evaded, Avyuir had slipped behind him to the point where she knew he would stop moving. Both of her blades now, crossed in front of Nemo's neck.

"What do you plan to do know Nemo."

"What am I going to do now? What am I going to do now?!" Nemo asked, seeming to go into hysterics. "No. Seriously. What AM I going to do now? That's like asking... 'What's the meaning of life'... There are a billion answers, and each of them is probably as screwed up as the other." He spoke as though knowing this for a fact, "As for what I'm going to do in this particular situation... Well, I was hoping that I wouldn't have to do anything, but considering that whole, 'I'm in touch with my surroundings' stuff you go on about... I guess it's not going to work..."

"What are you going on about now?"

The demon rolled his eyes, "Then again... Taking into consideration your attitude towards me... And the whole, 'what are you going to do now' conversation... Maybe, just maybe, it'll work."

"So, your grand plan is to talk yourself out of this, eh?"

"Not entirely. I mean, sure, it does plan an important role... But it isn't necessary per say..." Nemo said, waving one of his wands around grandly. "You get what I mean?"

The elf looked at him, obviously annoyed by his antics.

"Maybe Celia's right... I do come off as an egotistical bastard..." he thought to himself, "Sadly for everyone around me, I don't care."

With a quick movement of his arms, he brought Dark Mayhem up through the small gap between Avyuir's swords and his throat. Even the slightest push of her swords could drive Dark Mayhem through his neck, but this was obviously not all of the cunning demon's plan. His eyes glanced to his side, and the elf followed his gaze to see a stream of lava approaching.

"That was your master plan? It's quite easy to simply walk away from it."

"Ah, that part may be easy, but consider this. If you move, I shall escape. If you kill me, you won't be able to get away. So, take your pick." Nemo spoke truthfully and Avyuir would need to make her decision quickly.

OoC: Yay for lava. :3

Avyuir let her weapons drop. She had no need to kill someone for something that she did not know about. And she did not want to have blood shed for no reason either.

"What?!? Thats your choice?"

"Yes, that was my choice. I have no need to kill you, nor do I want to. And really, I don't think being killed by lava would be a fun way of dieing."

"Well, you are right about that."

I can't stand this demon! He's too self absorbed. Ugh, why did I have to pick a fight with him. Avyuir sheathed her blades. She really was not in the mood to continue this fight. The lava was making it way to dangerous. She sighed and walked away from Nemo.

"Hey, where are you going?!? This fight isn't finished!"

"If you think we're done here, you're sorely mistaken, my dear... You see, this isn't over until one of us can't fight anymore, and seeing that we are both strong and kicking, I think we have a good long battle ahead of us." Nemo walked calmly toward his opponent, head held high and proud. "Just because you don't have the will to kill me, that doesn't mean I'll be that easy on you. We're fighting, not socializing."

He brought Dark Mayhem up, not as in attacking, but merely to show that he was still ready to fight. All he got in response was a sigh and a roll of the eyes. Nemo chuckled.

"That's good enough for me." Without checking to see if that meant the fight would continue, he swung his weapon in a grand fashion, putting on a show for the elf. "You know what would make this all the better? Some nice loud music... 'Tis a shame we can't listen to some, isn't it?"

Suddenly, the demon began to dance as though listening to music. He got an awkward look, but all the while, he was getting into a "groove". His sword strokes began to flow and his steps would just be more in tune with each other. In reality, he was just creating a diversion until he'd gotten into a routine that would be unpredictable and give him an edge in battle.

"I've got it!" He exclaimed, finally dancing to the same beat in his head. He began to hum and, while out of tune, it was quite catchy.

Nemo jut out a hand moving his feet across the ground, still humming. His other hand, still holding his blade, slashed out at Avyuir and bringing his weapon down, missing intentionally.

"Come on! Dance to the music."

Avyuir looked at this demon. He was insane! Like I'm going to dance for a demon. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease. Avyuir continued to walk away even as the demon continued slashing at her yet missing on purpose.

"I will not dance to the music. And continue trying to pick a fight with me, and you won't last long."

"Ooooooooooooooh, is that a threat I feel coming on?!?"

I have to conserve me energy. I completely forgot why I am here. I have a job to do, and no demon is going to get in my way. But I may have already messed up, it could have awoken already. The mission request said something about it having super sensative hearing or something like that. Avyuir looked around. She had to find the nest of the beast and kill it before it awoken again to reigh down and burn the village below the mountain to ashes. The award for completing the mission would be awsome too. A dragons tear.

"Sorry, but I have to go. Got a job to finish and I need my energy for it. Go find some other imputent like yourself to wail on."

OoC: Short, short.... They just seem to never be able to actually fight. XD

BiC:

With a sigh, the demon began to stroke his temples, getting tired of his opponent's inexistant will to fight. He tried to maintain a calm attitude, walking toward her, casually. As he got closer, Nemo rose his hands in question, "Could there perhaps be an alternate solution to this?"

"I doubt you would be able to think of one..."

The demon thought a moment, taking this information in, trying to find a solution. He wanted to fight her, more than he usually did when it came to meeting someone. An idea struck him, not literally of course, but he said proud of his thought, "How's about this... Since you are so prone to 'finish your job', why don't I just help you. That way, your job has been completed, and I get the battle that I want afterwards."

Before checking to see the elf's reaction, Nemo continued, "Whatever you have to do, I can help. Finding something? Easy. Killing something? Easier. Please, just consider this. I won't let you leave this mountain until we've done battle. I can guarantee you that."

Striding over more toward her side, he unsheathed his sword, bringing the tip inches from her face, “I swear upon this blade, I WILL fight you. Will you take up my offer of help, or will you make me force you?”

OoC: ... :]

OoC: we shall see dearest Cio.

BiC: Avyuir looked at this demon. She had never fought along side a demon. It would be a nice change I guess. He is a demon and is therefore stronger than most others. Perhaps I shall have him lend me a hand.

"You've got yourself a deal demon. You help me with my mission and I'll fight you afterwords."

"Sounds like a plan elf."

"Now get your blade out of my face."

Nemo dropped his blade and sheathed it. Can I really trust this demon. I do not know. He has a hint of darkness in him, but then again, all demons do. This shall be nost interesting.

"Now what are we doing?"

"You really want to know?"

"Well obviously. I can't fight or look for something if I don't know what it is."

"Were finding a God. And killing him too."

OoC: Sorry for the shortness... Not sure how the whole god thing would go... sooo...

BiC:

“Finding and killing a god? Sounds impossible... I like it,” a smirk came across the demon's face as looked at the elf, satisfied with this new venture. “Lead the way, Avyuir.”

“Very well...” She began to walk off, Nemo never far behind.

All the while, the swordsman was thinking, processing what would occur. “A temporary team-up... a chance to get her to trust me enough to fight me. I shouldn't blow this if I truly want to battle her.”

The heat never subsided, even as they walked farther from the spews of magma. Traveling along the newly formed path, they could tell that this had been constructed but a few weeks ago. It was not scorching,and it had hardened enough for them to walk on.

“Well, the volcano certainly did a number on this path... It almost looks like it was paved on purpose. I must say, nature has a nice touch,” the demon said as he attempted to make small talk with his soon to be foe.

By her curt response, it was obvious she did not feel this same need for talk, “Indeed.”

Nemo rolled his eyes and sighed, having. now, given up on talking with the elf. “Alright... Just tell me when we're there...”

OoC: I have the excuse of illness on my side! *coughs up a lung*