[PP-NK-F1] Training <<Breaking the Unbreakable>> (Helios)

[Raideus 0]

The air was musty and lacked in depth in flavor. Shadows were motionless and fell short of the buildings. The young master practiced a single form which he created. He named it Raiken, caused of the massive amounts of speed and control. He strung up clay pots and move over. Inched his hand over his blade, and he took a deep breath. He slowly pushed his blade up with thumb. He moved and then he placed his sword back in its sheath. 

He picked up jacket and walk away. He went to the tavern for a drink. He down and order the same thing he always gets. He look on but someone caught his eye but he couldnt place it.

Edited June 11, 2016 by Akeidan Juryoku

[Helios 0]

Sitting in the tavern, somewhere deep in the Town of Beginnings, was Helios. The dark-haired swordsman wasn't usually one for taverns and bars, seeing as they were usually noisy, but today he was feeling different. "One drink won't kill me." he muttered, ordering a single mug of beer as the NPC collected his order. For a moment, he sat there, waiting patiently for his drink. But then, the player noticed something. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw another man, who seemed to be staring at him. Of course, he couldn't be certain, so he didn't pay any attention to it. However, he made his best effort to examine the player as well as possible from his angle. Helios could tell he carried some sort of blade, although he wasn't sure what type. The man also wore a jacket, but that's all he see without drawing attention to himself. Instead of turning around, the noirette simply sat still and waited for his drink.

[Raideus 0]

He looks at his tone and body language and figured him to be someone of immense strength in this world. He need a teacher someone to show the way of this world and its arts. "Third form of Akeiaido, secret art: Lightning God's Fury." He said as he walk up on the man. If he could block this of acknowledge its threat using his skills from here then he would ask him to teach him. But if he failed then he would let the man walk free.

He took a sharp step and move his blade at rapid speed from his scabbard and moved it at the young man's jugular at blinding speeds. 

Edited June 11, 2016 by Akeidan Juryoku

[Helios 0]

ID: 61427 BD: 9

From somewhere behind him, Helios heard a man muttering odd things. Turning around, he realized that a low leveled player was attacking him... Inside of a safezone. The one place he couldn't be injured. He then noticed it was the same player who had been staring straight at him moments earlier. Swiftly, Helios bolted out of the way and punched the player in the gut, stopping his attack. "What's with people these days..." the noirette muttered, scratching the back of his head. With a sigh, the young lad stepped away from the scene and left the building, completely forgetting about the drink he had just ordered.

-Helios has left the thread-

Edited June 12, 2016 by Helios

[Raideus 0]

"Interesting choice of defense..." he muttered," Could you help me?" He looked up in pain but he was going. "I can see nothing has change, the strong horde all the knowledge for their selves and keep the weak depend and blind." He stood and walked out of the bar. He seemed to be worthy of being called master , but looks can be deceiving, But he the thing that got him is he felt abandoned.  Like he was a worthless dog muttering on the streets. The pain was excruciating and fuel his for hatred. He walked into his inn room and look at his reflect in the mirror. Every time he tried to show his prowess he was start up abandon or dismissed.