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โธธ๐๐๐๐โธธ: ๏ผ:๏ผ๏ผPm
โธธ๐ป๐๐๐๐๐๐๐โธธ: ๐๐๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ค๐ง๐ก๐
Steps unto steps leave footprints compiled, right to left, left to right and so forth. Each wound she sustains soon becomes a home for the fallen seedlings that hadn't matured like their reproducers. Countless droplets flake from the heavy grey above, tainting such a beings clothing with a dampened tint, and guide the younglings into their respective walls.
Onto a sickly pale face, these rains patter. Shut eyes retain unhindered vision, alas its much lower orifice loses a cigarette trapped in-between its lips, leaving it to fall, as the worlds sudden cry killed its fervent flame into evanescence. Negrealรข fixes his dampening suit at its lower region, patting off the residual waters from his shoulders, taking in a deep breath and attempting to connect with his surroundings.
When the sun set, night brought the moon to creep over the distant fortified structures of fictile, slowly the singular bulb ascended, embellishing an Ivory hue upon the dim horizon mounting its life giving birth to the light shining upon said location. Passing the blades of green and tranquility of shores; through the incoming crowds of west wind and fallen tree trunks is revealed hidden forestry, and him.
The moonlight against the sickly pale of his skin was truly a rare sight, even then unique, it reflected a crystalline shine. His expressionless face, eyes slightly opening as if annoyed, then darting as if wary of the creatures of the night. His alert immediately peaks, did he know where he was even or was this mode of transportation the only compass he needed? His feet.
It was alright, fitting, this lush advent filled with multitudes of trees would help hone his art. Stretching then analyzing his surroundings for a final time.
Treading through the tumultuous weather became quite the opposite of a hindrance to this hooded figure due to these majestic monoliths of the forest that loomed over him, their limbs outstretched every which direction whilst leaves of various hues that adorned their gnarled ligaments provided more than just a modicum of protection from the cascade of droplets.
The light of the sun that reflected off of the surface of the moon shone throughout the gaps of the aforementioned foilage however, bathing the traveler in ivory luminescence, briefly dispersing the shadows of which culminated from underneath his hooded cowl to reveal a pair of mismatching eyes, one being that of silver and the other gold. These hues transfixed their gaze upon the environment that stretched far and wide before him as he took in a deep breath through his nostrils to grow accustomed to the newfound scent in his midst that belonged to this forest.
Slowly breathing out would his shoulders soon relax, and his travel continued unabated until the sudden atrocity of cigarette smoke pervaded his senses. His facial expression contorted into that of disgust as he looked ahead of himself to find a figure standing amidst the wooded enclosure just as he did, and slowly approached this individual before his steps came to a halt, thus leaving the two of them with a distance of 30 feet from one another. Yoshida, in the midst of approaching this dapper fellow did the man bring his hands to the cowl, and threw it back to fully reveal himself whilst calling out to him. A modicum of humor could be heard in his deep, mellow voice as he jested:
"๐๐ฐ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ต๐ข๐ณ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ข ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ'๐ด ๐ด๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ? ๐๐ธ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ.",
As Negrealรข went on about his stretching, taking in his surroundings for a final time would he come across a shadowy figure that he'd ignore at first, and at the back of his mind assume to be just another one of the shaded parts in the forest that had turned their backs away from the moon. Turning his back from that point, the formal wearing man is met by a lightly frolic tone in the sudden words spoken by somebody behind him, and he replies almost instantly:
"๐๐ช๐ฃ๐ฃ๐ฎ. ๐ ๐๐ค๐ช๐ก๐๐ฃ'๐ฉ ๐ฅ๐ค๐จ๐จ๐๐๐ก๐ฎ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ข ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ ๐ข๐ช๐ฃ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ค๐ฃ.",
Unlike the former speech, his own carried a dry ambience; it was deep, and were meant. Picking a silver lighter from his right pocket alongside a cigarette that was a stranger to these parts, Negrealรข flicks it open to release a sudden flame, and cups his hands up till his mouth to ignite one from the pair just as he turns to face the direction of the former voice.
His own singular Golden eye mirrors the stranger's own; except its glow threatened it in the cold dead of night, its gaze was piercing. As he took the first puff then closing the lighter to put it away in his pocket, it was then a soft breeze hit, allowing for the wind to shift his hair from the concealed eye. A violet glint shifting between the momentary spaces.
Once idle hands found themselves resting on either side of Yoshida's hips as he spread his legs shoulder width apart whilst standing straight. The heavy cloak that enveloped his figure had done so quite loosely, thus concealing his arms with relative ease throughout the aforementioned motion. Those almond shaped eyes of his narrowed their gaze upon this figure in front of him whilst the feeling of repulsion and confusion soon washed over him, contorting his facial expression into that of mild annoyance, almost as though he had been met with a homeless beggar by the stench of tobacco alone.
The congregation of shadows were chased away from the ray of moonlight bequeathed to him, thus revealing more of his attire. The aforementioned cloak held the appearance of black cloth, seeming incredibly mundane as the cotton loosely covered the entirety of his torso whilst hanging past his knees, only revealing the ankles and worn geta sandals.
"๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ต.",
"๐๐๐ก๐ก ๐๐ง๐๐ฃ'๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐๐ค๐จ๐ ๐๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ค๐ง๐๐จ, ๐๐ค๐ข๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ข ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ฅ๐ก๐ ๐๐ช๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฉ๐ ๐๐๐ก๐ก๐จ ๐๐ง๐ค๐ช๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐จ ๐ฃ๐๐๐ . ๐๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฃ๐ช๐ฉ๐จ๐๐๐ .",
In a fit of momentary annoyance Negrealรข projects his emotion in this form; Diavolul's body arched at least 45 degrees in tandem with the sliding of his right leg in the opposite direction leaving an imprint that could barely be noticed, this motion preemptively built up enough static force to allow his body to travel above the average speed of a thrown punch. Soon afterwards the aforementioned motion instantly changed to kinetic motion, and due to his previously narrowed bodily position a moonsault that would proceed 30feet away from the opposition had the midair launch increasingly magnified.
Quite an illusive maneuver that would have left almost anyone thinking he would land behind the opposition but instead, while midair possessing just enough force behind him so it wouldn't cause him to complete the moonsault, Negrealรข's body is seen in a position that had his left leg outstretched, just as he'd begin to rotate at such a velocity he soon began to resemble a spinning wheel that immediately traveled perpendicularly downward.
The main objective of this motion was to successfully deliver a powerful heel kick directly to the target's cranium region. The success of his kick hitting the ground would simultaneously deliver enough impact to leave significant altering to the floor that would deter their footing on the ground, and help spring him up from the single leg crouch, given the other was stretched out at this point. An elevation that would see the latter limb swung inwards from its initial southern point through a 360ยฐ mid-air spin in the conflict space the stranger would generally be in range to be harmed, the resultant force was enough; enough to crack a skull, and stress joints heavily.
Yoshida's fate rested in the hands of the garment thrown, meant to obscure Negrealรข's path and break his course of action. That manner of approach would generally work, and it would have here too if it had been timed accordingly. See, the robe was removed as Negrealรข began his approach placing the timeframe at whence Neg arched his body at a 45ยฐ angle in preparative manner for the "overhead" flip thus when it was actually thrown, he was just taking flight.
Even at the given height it was impossible for such a fluid garment to reach said elevation and keep on it's path. If it were a heavy cloak it would have gone as high but at a slower speed and with more restriction opposing the winds, if it were light it would have been restricted by the winds more easily killing its flight, before half of the height Negrealรข would be mid-way and distance alike, its size applying to both factors if either were true. It wouldn't be as easy to force a sheet sized coat to take up a bullet-like form in means to make it more aerodynamically capable.
The cloak calms mid-air into a fall failing to hinder Diavolul's sight, finishing what he started all proceeds accordingly. Negrealรข notices Yoshida's change in position prompting a sudden smirk to form on his face. Smashing his fine leather heel into the ground forcing the floors breakage, using that same momentum amidst the momentary imbalance lent to his foe, Negrealรข would head his next action as he sprang up.
"๐๐ค๐ช ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ค๐ช ๐๐ช๐๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐๐ง๐ซ๐!",
Forcing his respective leg into the skull of his counterpart in means to motivate wounding. A cracked skull meant a lot and he knew that. Yoshida hadn't fully thought through his offensive path thus he'd pay for that. The swung leg smashes into the right side of his skull; damaging the ear causing internal/external bleeding, forcefully sending him into a timbered extension of a tree, which was the size of an average forearm, yet hard.
Yoshida's head remains stuck in the branch, his entire frame loosely hanging as a result of the latter, his manhood dangling without the concealment of his garb. Blood trickles over fresh yet dead flesh, dripping onto lush floors, tainting their being. Diavolul touches the floor once more, without a sound his hands and feet affirm contact with the earth, getting up and patting the residual dusty flakes of rain off his suit he also takes a walk towards his dead enemy. Suddenly a loud frolic voice rings out from behind him alongside an applaud as bushes are shook:
"๐น๐ด๐๐ด๐ฟ๐ผ๐๐!",
Who was this new appearance...