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A daring message; this is just the begining (open)
Topic Started: Dec 9 2007, 05:12 PM (163 Views)
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Kayle had felt like he was being watched for days now. But every time he looked there was no one there. He was in his room right now studying some of his books on atoms and more about potential energy and he ad been trying to find any information at all about this Kii that the students could control and apparently he could tap into this as well because he had only just last night turned into his own guardian Gram, and he had jumped out of his seat in surprise. His brussel sprouts hit the floor and rolled this way and that.

Kayle had no idea what Gram was so surprised about. Until Gram stammered for Kayle to go look in the mirror. He did and just as he reached the mirror he saw himself halfway changed from himself to gram. It took a short time for him to go back to himself but he had yet to really figure out how he had done it he had changed to someone else.

He had felt it again some one looking at him it was the last straw in his book he jumped up hobled over to the window he had left his can at his desk and opened his window peered around not really expecting to see anyone, but this time was different just across the street he spotted AS-12 he would know the kid anywhere his hose was crooked in just the way he remembered and then he disappeared. Just as Kayle was closing the window there was a small blow dart with a piece of paper attached to it he pulled it free and closed the window.

Kayle unrolled the note it said

“The company had been ordered to capture you they intend to take you back to Colorado you should run and hide.”

AS-12 was always Kayle's friend even after the accident. He was grateful for the warning but he was still disconcerted. He wondered why they want to take him back instead of just killing him. Then he picked up his coat and put in on over his jeans and t-shirt. And took to the street hurrying to the defense school where Gram would be he ran past an small teenager out side of a an art gallery with an easel and some paint. Then past a forge and just past the forge is the school has went into the door and turned to the studio there was gram in the center sitting cross legged.

Gram removed his shoes and knelt in front of Gram until he acknowledged him. When Gram looked up Kayle handed him the scrap of paper. Gram gazed at tit for a few second and he could see gram re read it twice.

“Did you see who sent this,” Kayle nodded

“It was AS-12,” Gram frowned he is your friend and if he sent this he did it at great personal risk. Andy for that was his real name must be part of the five man scouting party.

“I need to think.” Kayle said he rose and leaving his shoes behind left the building and wandered around outside for a little while it was a cold day just on the edge of winter in had yet to snow yet though.
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Blame Eli. No, seriously, blame the freaking half demon half kitsune claw thingy with fox ears for giving Crimson the idea of trying to train himself to be deadly and gimpy, rather than just gimpy. Despite blatantly lying to himself and others about his laziness toward wanting to fight, Crimson simply could not give up the temptation of being able to kick someone's ass and then limp away. Sound investment, and a far better use of his time then say... schoolwork. Thusly, our black suited gold tie wearing antagonist found himself wandering the streets of Domino town, looking for a dojo to call home. Frankly speaking, he was taking his time with this whole 'looking for a guru' project... and Crimson did not just want to attend some dojo that new how to polish a floor and trophy. No, the more hidden and dusty the better. The more bitter and feeble looking of a sensei, the better. Crimson wanted to be the Karate kid alright, mostly so he could sell the movie rights to a film corporation... or at least score a made for TV movie that made him into some epic hero.

Thus far, the training centers in town all seemed to be far more about bragging then ass kicking. Granted, Crimson was devilishly certain he'd loose a fight to any gym master... or dojo lackey for that matter. However, was that important when compared to his original goal? Hell no. If someone from another training center heard his mocking comments and took physical action, Crimson fully intended to laugh at them for beating a cripple to provide proof of how badass they were. Still though, it looked like he was getting closer to pay dirt.

Step one two limp, Step one two limp. His pace was simple and straight forward, long pea coat almost dragging against the ground as he walked. This new place was humble looking, almost as if it did not want to be found. Better yet, someone who was nearby looked like an actual person as apposed to a lackey or some steroid jerk. Crimson practically rushed to greet the kid, whom he assumed probably went to the same school as himself.

"Hey, hey you! Do you... use this place to train?" Crimson reached the boy, his golden green eyes filled with hope while his smile reeked of ego. "I'm looking for some sort of place to get... in shape, one that doesn't look at people with canes like they should not have been born. Can't all be Spartans right? Oh, name is Crimson by the way... I know it sounds cliche as hell, but some douche gave me the name."

Crimson gave a quick bow, something that was rare for the egomaniac. Truth be told, the only times he could be respectful were around some women and when it came to getting something he wanted. Right now, he really wanted to get in shape. This other guy might know a thing or two that could help him out.
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(ooc. hey sorry for resurrecting this post but I want to try and continue it but if its a big deal I will start a new topic with the same content .ooc)

Kayle was a little flabbergasted at the boy who had approached so suddenly. and started babbling immediately.

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"Hey, hey you! Do you... use this place to train?"


"well um actually my guardian runs the place and yes I do work out here." Kayle was still a little side tracked and he was still only half way paying attention until he took in the boys appearance he was leaning on a cane too. Well that was refreshing someone Kayle could keep pace with.

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"I'm looking for some sort of place to get... in shape, one that doesn't look at people with canes like they should not have been born.


"Well yes here would be a good place for you too learn because my teacher has had experience with kids like... well us." A smile started to grow on his face this boy was one person Kayle liked he could definitely get along with him and maybe he would teach Crimson a few moves.

Kayle bowed back at crimson and invited him inside to meet Gram. who was still meditating. Kayle pointed over at his shoes and gestured for crimson to take his foot wear off too and he knelt down in front of gram and waited just as he had so many times before.

the note in Kayle's hand still in the back of his mind
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