Losing Control-Sano Tschui

It was but a short walk to the training fields in Danarium, she was itching to improve herself as well. Grass would lightly rustle under her shoes as she would place on her beret and face the Custodian that was not across the field from her, she wouldn't be able to say anything, like perhaps rules of engagement with her tongue kinda damaged but she would assume that he knew what was going down.

Her hand would slip into a fold of her dress and reveal her weapon, a dagger, the same one she used in Tilandre. A wicked looking dagger that perhaps in the past was used in ritual purposes but now is used for defence for herself. She would look at the training field, she doubts they would need more room than this but she would hope that the other users of the field wouldn't mind if their spar did bleed into their area a little bit.

Energy would find itself around the Warsong's form as she would face Sano, she didn't know how much she has improved since the Tilandre expedition but if she did, it would show here. Her weapon was prepared in a tempest stance and she would think, her energy magic came from draining herself and without much thought but she would prepare herself mentally, something tap tap tapping down in her mind but she has been able to keep such initial combat out of her mind for now, lets just see if she can keep it up.
(Jeanne Warsong)
As they traversed towards the training arena, there had been a mutual silence that flooded. Though this was for obvious reasons, with Jeanne un-able to speak. The feeling of the wind however casted away and akward sensation he would feel, the smell of the ocean welcoming him as they came closer towards the shore. The walk had been one that was slightly distanced; far enough for most not to wish to travel by foot, but close enough for it to be capable to do. Trek soon ended, and the sight of the training grounds came to be.

The young man moved, his eyes followed Jeanne as he saw her as she sauntered to her position. He himself roved to a suitable distance from the woman, common ettiqute when it came to combat afterall. He was well aware of what she was capable of-- and even more-so he knew she would have become much stronger over the time. While he himself, was unaware of how strong he may have gotten with it.

So with the right hand dropping down, he placed it towards the hilt of his sword. The metalic gauntlet had began to tap against the handle for only three strikes; then coil about the girth of it. The slender fingers grippped loosely against it, and a click had begun to come to play-- The slowly drawn sword had screamed out, as the scabbard had been scratched by the blade that flowed through with ease. And once unleashed completely the awoken blade had wavered easily infront of him, the left hand followed as he two handed the grasp of the sword.

Earthen magic slowly began to cover over his face, cracks showed a heated stream of fire and pyres that went across the crevices. The darkened skin looked almost natural; the only indication that it was not so was the few creases that revealed the magmic like under-belly of it all. The heat that shrouded him cause the general temperature in the area to increase.

He said no more, he simply patiently waited at this point.
(Sano Tsuchi)
Looked into the crystal like eyes with green ones of his own sparkling in exictment Valion was almost too ready to do something with his teacher. Almost mimicing his teacher in such a way he rubbed his chin thinking about his homeland Valion was clearly one to double think everything even after he has already finished making a decision.

Valion rubbed his newly cut hair as he followed behind Sano listening to his words, as he prepared himself to not only watch the fight that would take place before him but to also learn from the two. Yet Valion scared to say was unable to use magic by his own at the moment he was almost a handicap in a fight little did Sano know.
(Valion)

Fire... heat, why does it has to be fire? Well she knew it was going to be when fighting Sano but it was so... hot. Her mind reeled in the memory of what had happened to make her tounge damaged, the screaming burning feeling and the pain that ringed though her mind and it seems she would start to loose control.

Something in the back of her mind itches to protect Jeanne and it seems a bit more of her canrel side would be taking over, her normal tempest stance would be replaced with the dagger being held in a bit more primitive, savage manner and the black hues of her eyes no longer sees perhaps Sano, but the best way to send the dagger into him.

But she would say nothing new, so perhaps Sano doesn't see what is wrong but the battle seems like it would get a bit more heated as she would kick him away for a few moments getting her positioning correct before it seems she was moving in not waiting to see if he was ready for a round 2.
(Jeanne Warsong)
The blue eyes that had been shrouded by the crimson glow of the magmic shell casing stared forth at Jeanne as they had went through combat; energy magic being a first for him he did not expect such powerful blows from the woman before him. Feeling every hit from her, and then suddenly the kick would come crashing against his armor and his body would be casted back several feet. The eyes now focused upon Jeanne-- as he took note of her new movement.

She had a more primitive and savage aura about her, and he had been in several situations where he felt such a malicious energy. One that had been akin to feeling like someone wanted to kill you, or really intend to do serious damage. He began to sense that in Jeanne, yet he didn't say anything. The subtle smile he had held earlier had began to shrink and fall upon his face. The eyes narrowed and he kept his gaze focused upon Jeanne. No words would greet the woman, instead he would move the right hand against the handle of his sword.

He shifted the way he held the blade, the sword now moved from a straight forward to being shifted. The handle falling for only a moment before being caught, he reversed the blade of the sword and allowed the tip to point down to the ground, The hand of his twisted and the blade became parralel with his forearm, as he raised his right hand and shifted it forward. He took on a different stance, one similar to the styling of maui thai. The right hand and left hand stood infront of his form, the right foot had began to bounce upon the ground and he kept his knee up.

The left foot remained planted firmly, as he now stood his ground. This had been a spar-- but it just became something far more serious then just that-- Sano had understood that, and the serious look upon his face showed he intended to defend himself by any means neccesary; even if the woman before him had been a princess. He knew her strenght now.
(Sano Tsuchi)

Valion watched in awe hardly able to keep up with the swift transfering of blows. He noticed how their magical energies exploded before himself their aura's one a chaotic nature and of flames in which could be considered Chaotic itself. Valion watched the shifting of his teachers Stance as the first round took place. He would attempt to memorize each step and angle of each limbs, almost as if he had a photographic memory. Suddenly he saw Sano being kicked back.

A sudden standbye took place as Valion watched. The young kids heart pounded in fear from the exchange of blows and the heat in the air. He begun to sweat but one could not tell if it was from fear or from the flames. He would place his hand on his chest feeling his heart beat faster as he took deep breathes. Calming himself slowly he watched kept watching the fight.

WHAM!

A sudden burst of action took place again, with what he could keep up with he noticed how Sano weilded the massive blade using his forearm as a parralel enity.Valion cheered inside of his mind for his teacher observing the fight as it took place. The savage attacks of the woman almost made him flinch in pain just from the thought of something like that connecting.
(Valion)
It seems that Jeanne has lost in a little bit, there were quite bitter anger movements with her weapon and herself, as she would send entangling roots of holy ground and energy to bind Sano and makes sure his movements is mired in her efforts to seemly strike him down. It seems her blows were not pulled back and she would use her dagger for its full ability, stabbing.

It seems she would get the upperhand on the battle and during it she would slash downwards across his left breast, cutting deep and his red would spurt forth, though the blade would be stopped by his ribs and she would jump back, as this would most likely signal the end of the battle
(-5vit for 1 year, /powerdown vit 5)

She could move in for a finishing blow with her opponent injured and seemed out of fighting condition but the blood on her weapon would resonate with her and it seems her mind would reel again, slight grasping of her head and her dagger would clatter to the grass as it seems she would gain control of herself again.

Looking around blankly she would look to see that Sano was bleeding and her eyes would grow wide... did she do that? Faint blurry pictures in her head said that she had fought but the details were lost to her, just that she did that and she would move over to him, holy magics in hand to help start mending.
(Jeanne Warsong)


As the fight raged on, the blade and the dagger would have clashed several times. The clamor of the battle would wash across the area as heated flames had been controled for the most part-- keeping the damage around to the minimum. However-- he would have really needed to go all out against Jeanne and that was something he seemed incapable of at the moment. So it was no surprise whent he woman came close that he hesitated.

That would be his downfall, the energy that came forth and constrained him had caused his movements to come to a complete still. And being as helpless as he was, he felt the dagger that had pressed through the press plate with ease dig deep into his chest. The feeling of the bone being smashed by the metalic blade caused his eyes to widen-- He was dancing with death at that very moment, and the pain that surged through his body had been vast.

The magma casing he had would immediately drop, as the blood began to seep through the crevice created in his armor. The golden armor now starting to get a nice crimson streak coming down from it, as his ragged breathe began to try and maintain an calm composure. He couldn't help it at this point, he was used to pain but the concept he was nearly killed still ebbed in his mind.

The hand moved with quick precision and unclasped the chestplate-- allowing it to fall to the ground so he could get more open air-- his dark skin had already several scars; one being in the shape of bite wounds of a wolf, another being a gash across his shoulder. Though now this new wound would make for a fine new scar-- just under his chest, close to his heart.

He found his eyes chasing the ground, as he fell to his knee. The eyes soon found their way looking to Jeanne, as he watched her drop the dagger and then rush over towards him-- relief washed acrossed his face at that moment but the pain lingered greatly. As the magi began to use her holy magic to attempt to undo the damage that she had just caused-- but his bruised bone and torn asunder flesh would not be healing any time soon.

He knew that from personal experience.

"W-well. . . T-that was quite. . S-some fighting, Mi'lady Jeanne."

He spoke as casually as he could, to try and clear up some of the tension that may have lingered.
(Sano Tsuchi)
Fuck! What exactly did she do? She would look at his breast and the blood that was pouring forth and she would try to close it the best she could with a bit of burning energy magic and then holy magic to soothe and clean the cauterized wound, it wouldn't hurt much but the pain of his bones would probably hurt more, it was quite the hit though it could of went deeper and perhaps hit something important, thank however it didn't do that.

Sano was acting casual about it and she would just frown. {"Im sorry"} She would create with simple words as she would disassemble the words into holy earth, which would actually be used to set the bones she just damaged. Though the lack of emotion on her face was still there, she was slightly panicking what she just did.

I'm sorry is the only words ringing in her head and what exactly happened, she never lost control like that before and now Sano paid a price that luckily wasn't more dire. Such a training session.
(Jeanne Warsong)


The young man simply held a gentle smile; weak and feeble but gentle all the same. As the pain of the burning would be nothing new to him, many of his old wounds he had cauterized before so he was quite used to the feeling. It was the pain his bone felt that had been throbbing the entire time, it almost felt like the blade essentially scrapped from marrow for the depths of his ribs. Although he did well to mask the pain, as he read the words.

He'd watch her emotionless expression, but he saw the frown and he saw how intentive she had been with trying to patch him up. Little key details he wouldn't mind, as he lifted the gauntleted hand up and simply moved to place it down upon Jeanne's head. The hand would simply pat her upon the head a few times.

"No need to be sorry, Jeanne. This happens sometimes in spars, heat of the battle can get to anyone." He said in a pained yet smooth tone, as he kept up the facade of being better then he really was. The pain that coursed through his body would only be known by how he clenched his left hand, the gauntlet's metal making slight sounds as the metal dug into each other. Though soon after he turned his gaze to Valion and nodded.

"L-learn anything. . ? T-this is combat. . S-sometimes, people get hurt."
(Sano Tsuchi)

She would not smile as he pat her head or towards his words, it wasn't right that she hurt him, she lost control. it was something she did not want to happen and because of it she hurt a ally. There was now frown as her holy ground would at least reposition his ribs to be healed quite easily, it would probably take a year or so for them to be good as new but she would stand.

{"It's not okay"} She would say simply. She would move back over the grass where her weapon lies and she would clean it on the grass, looking as it seems that Sano's blood was a bit spread across the grass, she would shake her head as it seems she was about to leave.

She needed to leave, clear her head and she couldn't with standing near the person she just harmed she would move to leave westward, towards the forest and with Sano in the condition he is, she doubts he would be able to follow.

(Jeanne Warsong)
frowned as he hated to watch those whom was kind ot him be injured in any way shape or form. But he was sure now combat had no real rules. Valion stepped forward to get closer to his teacher to hear his words. He watched as the woman attempted to repair he actions .

Valion's worn shirt soaked in sweat from the heat and from the fear he felt at the time as he looked into his teachers eyes, he would pull on his shirt allowing the air to flow between making a breathing like effect as he breathed himself. "I did learn..I see now how much training is ahead of me..and I don't know if I am ready." he said for the first time ever speaking with any doubt.
(Valion)