A Siren's Call [Potential PVP] (Angel/Bunji)

[Angel]

Angel finally managed to escape the prying eyes of others as he left London. Thankfully, now that he was out of the city he needn’t keep up the feminine ruse and his face almost warped the moment nobody could see him. He stopped smiling, and his brow shifted into a scowl. After acting like that he had to recover his ‘sanity,’ so he marched into the woods to prepare. As Angel delved further into the forest, his mind wandered back to the real world as it so often did. This of course, angered him as he looked around; thankfully the area had some kind of soothing feeling as his anger subsided briefly due to the beautiful scenery. The night sky was barely seeable through the trees If this were the meadows, leaving only a few stars to twinkle in the void above. He might have gone on some sort of flower-slaughtering rampage, but he instead found himself climbing a nearby tree. Leaning against the tree, and across a branch, he found himself drifting off into a daydream about the various games he had played before Elder Tale.

His mind got stuck on a specific game, Final Fantasy: Crystal Chronicles. It was one of the rare games he had played, but had never been able to get past the first area due to his obsessing of the intro and creating new characters. Before he knew it, he had begun singing the introduction; rather loudly too.

“Dreaming of the stars on high
That speak to me in secret sighs
Drifting on a breeze
Only I can feel and hear”

His voice, sounded more like a hers as it grew and grew, before growing quieter again as he realized what he was doing. Angel, however enjoyed singing, so he kept on going but keeping an eye on his volume, despite it probably already attracting the attention of whoever was near.

“Could it be the sacred wind
That's pulling me to now begin
To walk into the dark
Carrying the light of tomorrow“

He stopped singing and simply smiled at his own performance. He almost hit the exact same note as the original singer, and he was glad that he hadn’t lost his touch from the real world. He gazed up at the stars one last time, and he began to close his eyes. Suddenly the he heard the sound of twigs snapping and a bush shaking, and immediately yelled. “Who’s there!” If nobody replied, he would slide down the tree and draw his weapons to check out where the sound had came from.

Health: 100%
Mana: 100%
Words: 431
Voice Key: Masculine | Feminine
Extra: First few lines of this. Refer to voice key above to see which tone of voice Angel is using easily. Also, time is set to be midnight, so it is dark out.
Tags: bunji

[bunji]

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W hat a quiet night, it was rare for him to find himself some peace, and quiet here. Ever since he had met Hanelli he had found himself involved in tons of missions, and just doing way too much for this Fox Tail it was all burying him under a pile of work. With his legs crossed, arms crossed over his chest, and his back leaning against the nearest tree he could find he had his eyes shut hidden under the shadow which was cast by the dark hood that attached to his cloak. It was not until his peace, and quiet was interrupted that he would literally startle himself awake moving a bit in his sleep he would glance up from under his hood he could not see anything in front of him, but he could hear the sound of the odd voice in the distance. Those very same fox ears would twitch every time the voice hit a high note, it was obvious someone was singing rising from his sitting position the male allowed his cloak to flow down to his ankles all the while his leather armor showed under his cloak. With the crimson falcon popping to life over the black leather torso piece he would move his arms around to adjust the forearm guards before walking into the wilderness following the sound of the voice. He could not explain why he was doing this, perhaps just curiosity getting the best of him; but either way he aimed to work his way towards the voice until he pin pointed its location. So distracted by it he failed to realize he stepped on a twig that snapped rather loudly under his weight, it was then that the person who was once pulling him in with their voice would snap in his direction with a sharp tone. Reacting to the harsher tone his fox ears folded back, and his tail stopped swaying side to side; no reason to hide the hooded male stepped out from behind the bush fully revealing his cloaked, and armored body to the nameless individual. "Just a simple wanderer" he explained to the stranger, his arms hanging at either side he made no moves for his katana which rested at the hip; he did not want to give this individual reason to believe him to be a hostile. For now Bunji would see what all this ruckus was about...

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[Angel]

Angel drew his rapier, but left his dagger sheathed, and slid down the tree, aiming his rapier directly at Bunji’s face. The tip of the rapier almost collided with his forehead, but stopped within mere inches. Angel was not hiding his masculinity this time, and as he glared at the fox-tail it became apparent that he did not like being interrupted. “What are you doing here?” Angel looked around, keeping the scowl and anger in his voice. “Where are the rest of you, I know there are more of you out there.” He said this last line extremely loudly, so that if there were more they would hear him. However, nobody entered the clearing since there was nobody. It didn’t take long for this to spark Angel to take the situation further.

“If none of you will come out...” Angel stepped further from the Fox-tail, and into the center of the clearing, and drew his dagger, equipping it in his off-hand. Once again, Angel looked around and only saw the Fox-tail. “Ok, so maybe there isn’t anyone other than you. Tell me what you heard. Now!” Angel was now far away that normal, quiet talking was impossible to hear, and he was speaking rather loudly. He did this so that he could mutter to himself under his breath. He didn’t care that he might offend the other, much higher leveled player. If Angel got in trouble, he would use the fact that he was in lighter armor to escape. Not much you can do chasing someone, or even hitting someone with slow attacks when they are wearing less than you.

Angel’s expression would deepen it’s glare until he was practically boring a hole into the Samurai’s head, even as the Samurai spoke. Nobody had ever caught Angel singing before, and he wasn’t going to let this Fox-tail from leaving without a good reason to let him. It was a peaceful time of night for a fight, and he knew that even as a level 1 Swashbuckler, he could at least cause him trouble. The Elf was far from fearing death.

A little explanation might need to be underway to explain what the Samurai must be seeing. The Elf standing before him was obviously extremely aggressive, having just drawn both of his weapons and kept his rapier pointed at the Fox-tail, however strangely he held his dagger so that it was pointing behind him. The man looked feminine, but at this point was obviously a man, his hair flowing down his back in such a way to expose his elf hears; in fact his ears was the thing holding his hair behind him. Surprisingly, his hair was poking around his waist as it curled at the tips slightly. He must have taken really good care of his hair to keep it in such a fashion, and oddly enough his cheeks were either red with embarrassment, or red with anger.

Health: 100%
Mana: 100%
Voice Key: Masculine | Feminine
Words: 488
Extra: Don't say anything... stupid. :P
Also, let me know if I should revise anything.
Tags: bunji

[bunji]

WORDS 334 TAGS ANGEL NOTES small notes

T o say he was startled by this ones actions was an understatement, he had come here to approach the stranger with friendly conversation instead he found himself staring down the business end of a weapon. Quietly inspecting the blade itself he found it to be a rapier, now things were getting interesting but he made no moves for his own weapon; instead he remained perfectly still. All the while watching as the long haired individual stepped away Bunji would look to both sides wondering who he was talking to, was this one maybe mistaking him for a bandit? If so he was way off, Bunji was just trying to find some peace, and quiet. In the end when the individual was drawing his other weapon Bunji found himself sighing internally, this situation was probably going to get out of hand real soon. Judging from what he saw this one wearing he was safe to assume that he was a beginner, but even then the stranger had a lot of spunk could prove troublesome if the two had to come to exchange blows. Either way he would remain quiet listening to every word that was thrown his way, with a shrug he would say "What I heard?" he would ask raising his hand sup to signal surrender, "All I heard was some singing, nothing out of the ordinary nor anything I would call spectacular" he said letting his hands drop to his sides. He remained relaxed, and seemingly calm throughout the entire interaction keeping his hands where they were still visible, "...honestly if you're making such a fuzz over what I heard. I would say you stop singing as loud, you might find yourself attracting some real critic one day" he said with a chuckle trying to lighten the mood perhaps show this nameless face that he meant no harm or to offend. With a bow of the head he would raise a hand to give the individual a wave of the hand, "Name's Bunji".

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[Angel]

Angels ears twitched, and his eyes closed. He sighed, and for a brief moment the scene looked as though it had calmed down. However, that man had just did something Angel hated the most. His singing was nothing spectacular? Would he find a critic some day? Really? Angel’s eyes burst open and one could swear that a fire was lit inside of them. He scowled at the man whom he now knew as Bunji. “You... you dare make a mockery of me! You were lucky to have heard me sing!” Granted, Angel had to admit that he was singing rather loudly, and that would attract attention. He sheathed his weapons and began walking towards Bunji, hands open with a smile across his face. Upon reaching him he said the strangest thing. “Too bad that we couldn't agree...” His voice trailed off as he didn’t finish the sentence.

A whoosh of air was heard as the Elf swung a near perfect left hook directly at Bunji’s head. It was rather easy to throw this punch, especially since he had been preparing himself for it as he walked towards the man. Whether his punch collided or not, he immediately drew his dagger once more. Could he figure if he wanted his weapons drawn or not? Nope, not at all. If it did collide, it would do minimal damage. Angel wasn’t very strong, and thus his punch would probably not even do much other than surprise the level 21 Samurai. Angel held his knife backwards, like before, and practically muttered angrily at the Samurai. “I don’t appreciate snide commentary.” He would puff slightly before huffing and turning to walk away, sheathing his knife and preparing to leave; however unlikely it was that he would, as he had just attempted to assault another man. In his mind, he had done right; after all Bunji had assaulted him in his own way by referring to his singing as ‘nothing he would call spectacular.

Health: 100%
Mana: 100%
Words: 328
Voice Key: Masculine | Feminine
Extras: Tsundere at it's finest.
Tags: bunji

[bunji]

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H e remained relaxed as the individual walked towards him, the red orbs that were his eyes would focus on the feminine features of the male that was getting ever so close; he wondered if this man was this way on purpose? However before he could complete the thought, he would be punched in the face when it happened Bunji would react in very dramatic fashion. He would allow his entire body to spin towards his right with the momentum of the punch, causing him to stumble a bit but as he spun his hand reached for the hilt of his sword. In the quick moment that he spun he would stomp to a top, being in control from the moment he was hit standing there he held his katana in his right hand with a firm grip. The fox tail would let a soft growl escape him as his lips formed a smile that tugged at the corners of his lips, "That was a rude thing to do" he said to the other player giving him a chuckle, before relaxing from his tense stance. Bringing the blade of his katana up to his shoulders he would roll his neck staring at the other player, there was a reason why he was about to say what he was going to say, "Well I guess anger is the only way you can react, seeing as your singing is so terrible" he said to the other player with a soft chuckle. Yet, he was aware that he was of higher level then this nameless face but he did not care all he did not was that this player was someone who had disrespected him. Bunji had to teach this guy that he couldn't run around just punching people whenever he pleased, waiting for the reaction Bunji was expecting a fight to break out any time now.

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[Angel]

Angel stopped as the Fox-tail Samurai called his singing terrible again. His mind screamed at him, ‘Don’t do it! He is baiting you!’ but he didn’t listen. He swung out his rapier and pointed it at Bunji. As he did this, he swiftly drew his dagger and positioned both the dagger and most of his arm behind him. Perhaps this was what Angel really wanted. The face of the elf had dramatically changed, he no longer had a hint of anger in his voice. Smile spreading cheek to cheek, this was what Angel was after, a real challenge. Too bad for Angel, his pride had practically turned off the half of his brain that controlled his practical actions, either that or it deemed this a practical action. Otherwise, he probably wouldn’t have been smiling like a psychopath.

“Come. I’ve always loved a good spar.” His voice changed to a more sultry tone, perhaps to throw his opponent off. In Angel’s eyes, this was not a sparring match, this was life or death, even though he knew that there was no way in hell that he could beat someone twenty-one times his level. Angel would wait for Bunji to make the first move, but if it just became a mexican standoff, then he would slowly walk toward Bunji, keeping his stance as he walked. His reasoning behind this particular stance, was that it allowed him the ability to strike with his main hand as he prepared a quick Viper Strike

Words: 250
Voice Key: Masculine | Feminine
Extra: 250 words... jeez I'm losing my touch.
Tags: bunji

[bunji]

WORDS 309 TAGS HANELLI NOTES small notes

B unji would eye the young man giving him a smirk as he stood there wearing his cloak loosely around his figure, he would lower his katana from his shoulder holding it at his side. Those big red orbs of his focused on the blonde haired man who had drawn his wepaons, it was obvious this would drag out into a fight how long this fight would last that was all depending on the skill. Either way Bunji would roll his shoulders as he kept his attention focused entirely on the figure in front of him, holding his katana with a firm grip he would hold the blade up in front of him taking the chance that this opponent was just walking. Bunji would focus to activate his Ace Move making sure to activate [Denkosekka] when he did his entire body was coated with an electrical current of energy that remained steady, yet once in a while a wild spark would lash out from the electrical aura. Keeping his knees soft Bunji bent them, then focused his red orbs on the approaching opponent "Hope you're ready!" he said as he used the speed boost from this ace move to allow him to dash forward towards the nameless opponent. Bunji would seem to be heading fora head on attack, instead though he would dash with a quick right then come in for an attack from an angle. He would come in close bringing his katana up from a down to up strike. He would swing it diagonally stepping into a quick stop as he raised his katana with a swift swing, aiming to hit the enemy dead on across the torso even if he did get hit the beauty of this ace move is that the electrical coating served as a one shot shield absorbing most damage from a single attack.

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[Angel]

The Samurai in front of him suddenly exploded with lightning. Interesting, Angel thought, but it was only a quick thought as Angel quickly needed to act. In a burst of speed, the Samurai rushed him, causing Angel to quickly use his viper strike earlier than he wanted, and missing his initial target. Bunji had dashed sideways, causing Angel to clip his tail with the rapier and miss entirely with the dagger. Where he had struck, the familiar gore of Viper Strike had shown it’s face, as it began bleeding but the level 21 Samurai’s health bar hadn't even started to move from the damage. It was then that Angel realized his folly. The Samurai’s sword sliced right through him, taking off most of his health bar, and sending him recoiling far from the Samurai. Of course not all of the recoil was from the hit, most of it was actually Angel reacting to the blow, but nonetheless Angel was near dead from a single hit.

Angel rolled as he landed, and stabbed the ground with his knife as he stood back up. He growled slightly, before shaking his head and rubbing where he had been struck. “Good shot. As expected, really.” He smiled at the Samurai again. “Sadly, I must be going, I don’t have any plans to die.” As he spoke this he immediately leaped backward into a nearby bush, and then turned to run. If Bunji pursued, then he would take several sharp curves in an attempt to lose him.

Words: 252
Health: 13%
Mana: 83%
Voice Key: Masculine | Feminine
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[bunji]

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T he attack landed, but not without him suffering his own damage as minimal as it was he was suffering from the bleeding damage he had taken from the players blade touching his tail. Standing there as he watched the effects of his slash, he would observe the other player fall back rather dramatically, the fox tail would hold his stance yet raise a brow in curiosity as he watched the other player move about. To his words the fox tail would only reply with a sharp "Heh" allowing him to turn, then run with his tail between his legs, Bunji would twitch stepping forward a low growl escaping him. However, he would soon take control of his beat like instincts letting a sigh escape him as he shut his eyes his tail slowing its sway little by little until it remained perfectly still behind him. "No need to bother" he said with a chuckle turning his sword skillfully in his hand, being a bit flashy on purpose before pushing it into his scabbard. With the audible click the sword was secured into place, Bunji would yawn, as he turned the opposite way "I have a feeling I will run into that little diva again" he said with another chuckle as he began to calmly walk in the direction of the way he had originally come. Pushing through the bushes the man vanished into the surrounding wilderness, his arms swinging at his side as he continued to march along into the deep darkness, thinking now of other things such as getting some more peace, and quiet so he can sleep.

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