A Longing Sight (Private With Kihia)

Allen calmly sighed as he started to rub the bandage on his brushed cheek. Most recently, his instinctive desires had gotten the best of him. He ended up killing a sickly little girl. He drank enough blood to kill her, but instead of finishing her off, he unintentionally let her bleed to death instead. He had gotten the bruise from the man who was apparently the girl's older brother. He obviously didn't really put so much thought into his actions, since he can't relate to how the man felt. Allen didn't know how to love, he wasn't programmed that way. He was meant kill and consume blood, love wasn't a big word in his vocabulary. He crossed his arms behind his head and leaned back, gazing in awe at the relatively cloudy sky. He had been on a passive search for Kihia, his Nii-san. Ever since he had last saw him, he had been under watch by Viola. Which wasn't bad, he had thought that Viola was someone he liked a lot, more of a close friend.. despite knowing each other for a little while. He, odd enough, was walking on the rooftops of two and one storied residences and buildings. Or was this normal?

His peaceful and thoughtful stroll came to a pause when he smelled a rather pleasing aroma. Hanging off of a pipe, he let go, and silently landed on the ground with a tiny tumble. Crouching, he walked up behind the stand.. a stand that sold sweets. It was only a few seconds before Allen hissed passed the stand and grabbed an arm-full's worth of sweet. He zoomed off, the stand owner shaking his fist in the air, angrily demanding Allen return at that very moment. But it's not like he'd listen. He zoomed passed everyone, making them stare. ..Damn!.. He thought, feeling a bit exposed.. obviously.

Kihia had heard some troubling news about an old friend of his, had gotten into a bit of trouble recently. He had arrived in Magnolia only a few minutes ago, he had been walking around looking for Allen. He sighed, it seemed, ever since he got back from his mission in Desierto, he hadn’t been able to find time to properly rest. He was wearing his normal get up, and all his gear as well, however bandages were showing between gaps in clothing. Where is he… Kihia sighed, he wanted to find out what was going on to cause Allen to act in such a matter.

Suddenly he heard a commotion going on down a marketing street, and saw someone running away from the commotion who looked Vaguely like Allen. Kihia walked in the way of the man to either make him stop running or make him run into him and fall over. He watched as a stall owner was coming up behind him as well…. “What do you think you are doing….?”

Allen glanced behind him, his mouth open and panting a little. Once he looked back to where he was heading, he bumped into a rather larger chest. He winced at the impact, but then his brow started to twitch in annoyance. "Hey! Are you stupid or do you want to get pun--?!" His words were cut off at the appearance of Kihia, the one person he had been passively looking for.. not to mention coming in at the most unfortunate of times. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of his face, he even dropped a few goodies. "N-nii-san! H-how have you been? I am just uh.." As much as he wanted to see and talk to Kihia, the stand-owner-guy was also catching up to Allen. Allen scowled hopelessly, if he stayed any longer, this one problem would split into two.

With that in mind, he looked up at Kihia with a innocent, yet false, smile and zoomed off past him. He knew better then to go out in the wide open, so when he had the chance, he swished to the left of the road into a dark, narrow alleyway. He looked behind him by peeking out of the corner, he panted. "Woo... I think I lost'em! HA! Stealing's not my thing but it sure is worth it.." He ripped open a back and there revealed a crepe. He grinned deviously before he motioned he was going to take a bite. Sorry Nii-san! But I'd rather get in trouble with you later then that other guy! He seems Cranky and harsh!"

Kihia frowned at Allen as he stood there infront of him trying to cover up what he was doing, when he gave off a fake smile and then took off down the street. Then the stall owner got to Kihia and said, “You let him get away!” Kihia sighed and handed the man a small bag of jewels, “May this pay for the damages the young man has caused…” Before the man could respond, Kihia took off and got on the roof tops following along the path Allen took until he stood above the alleyway Allen was hiding. Kihia lifted his left arm and spoke into the communications bracelet, “Icer… be ready for a quick pick up and transfer to Mt. Hokabe…” He waited a moment when he heard the confirmation beep and then nodded.

He stared at Allen who seemed to be relaxing, he thinks he can get away with what he has done… even taking a life… Kihia then dropped down to land right next to Allen and grabbed him by the back of his collar and then jumped up and walled jump heading back up. When he reached the roof top, he placed one foot on the ledge and jumped really high carrying Allen. When the Ikarones came barreling by catching them in the loading bay. Kihia stood on the loading ramp, one hand firmly gripping Allen and the other onto the Ikarones, “Icer, Take us to Mount Hokabe…” After a moment you could here, “Yes sir,” coming from inside the ship.

After a few minutes they arrived at Mount Hokabe and Ikarones started hovering over a small glacier outcropping and Kihia dropped down with Allen and tossed him in front of him, “What have you been doing with yourself…”

Allen, was sitting on Mt. Hakobe, groping around in the snow for some of his goodies. "Hey! Why'd you take me here, Nii-san?? We just left an arm-full's worth of desserts back there!" Allen, who had apparently never been to Mt. Hakobe, was unfamiliar with the place. But at the sound of Kihia's voice, he could tell that this was no time to change the subject. "What do you mean, 'What have you been doing with yourself?'? When you live on the streets, that's the kinda stuff you need to do in order to have a decent meal! And in fact, I have thought I have been doing really well lately. I went to a place called a Tavern, and it was pretty cool except when everything duplicated.. And-" Pausing, he averted his eyes and decided to leave out the part when he kissed Viola when he was drunk. "Uh.. and, I met this guy named Rokai. He looks like a girl.."

He started getting all cheerful for all the friends he had made most recently, but it's not like Kihia was smiling. "Oh! Me, Lamya, Viola, Cirven, and Rokai went to the beach as well! It was cool seeing the ocean up close!" There two people he hadn't mentioned to Kihia, that was Lamya and Cirven, but he'd tell him later. "And uh.. see, I found this house. And.. er, I smelled something really delicious in there, sooo.. I went into from the back windows.. And when I found the source of the aroma, it was a little sickly girl. Um, I thought I had been pretty good lately, so I'd take a sip of her blood as my award. And um, see.. I uh, took a really, really, long sip. She ended up.. losing a lot of blood, but then this other guy came in and punched me.. that's where I got this bruise." He rubbed his cheek pitifully. "And I guess she ended up dying.. but it's not like she was going to live either way! If she didn't die from losing so much blood, her illness would just slowly kill her instead! I think I've put her out of her misery." His voice went down to a soft, sheepish kind of tone. He knew what he said wasn't true, he knew he had killed someone, but if Kihia didn't already know, he decided not to shamefully tell him that.

Kihia’s expression darkened as Allen continued to explain what all he did as Kihia had been on his important mission in Desiertio. When He got to the part Kihia was most upset about, the rumors he had heard back in hargeon were confirmed. Kihia then quickly extended his right arm outward, and pushed forward towards Allen and the ice that surrounded him. Then suddenly a shockwave seemed to emanate from his hand and the ice infront of him,(and under Allen) Suddenly and Violently curved downward and shot spikes upward along the side along a 15 meter path. “What gave you the right… to take anothers life… Explain that to me Allen!” Kihia curled his right hand into a fist and lowered it, “No one! No One has the right to take another person’s life! No matter the reason! So why!” Kihia stood there for a moment waiting for Allen’s response, after a moment he spoke up, “I once lost the meaning of life… and had to be retaught the meaning… I know now… That if I didn’t cherish life… that I didn’t see its value… I would have succumbed to my hate… to my pain… Do you Allen… have the capacity to learn life’s meaning and find the path into the light!?!” Kihia stood there waiting for Allens response as the shards of ice from the sudden shift of ice started to slowly fall down.

Allen's eyes widened in fear and shock. The echoing sound of ground and ice shifting was more then uncomfortable for Allen. Especially when he knows it's being done by another person. Allen looked around impatiently, and nervously. Not only was the look in Kihia's eyes terrifying, but the negative atmosphere was nipping at him. After a few moments, Allen thought to himself. He needed to calm down, both him and Allen. Taking a rather silent deep breath, he winced.

Allen tilted his head down. The lighting causing a shadow on his eyes. He was surrounded by ice, it was obvious Kihia was furious. He had never seen him raise his voice. But it's not like he was surprised, he had done something bad. Looking back up, the shadow covering his eyes faded into the light. He had a serious expression, Allen that is. He really never truly experienced the feeling of guilt before, all of his life he was hidden from the world. Allen frowned. He nudged himself up on his feet onto the snowy ground, the cracking sound of ice was muffled when he stepped on them. Allen sat down again to think, despite the cold snow and ice, and crossed his legs. He didn't want to make Kihia angrier then he was. Looking down, he avoided eye contact with him but still found the pride to say what he was going to say. "It's not like I want to kill people, Nii-san! I was built for this kind of thing! I don't have any self-restraint. Killing is bad, killing is scary! I get it! But the scariest thing about killing is getting use to it! Nii-san!" Allen stood up quickly, clenching his fist and furrowing his brows with fire in his eyes. "You are strong, Nii-san! Make me stronger! If I do that, maybe I can go against my instincts and do what's right, not what's natural! Nii-san.. No, Kihia!"

Another part of Allen's destructive nature was that he was made so he couldn't go against his creator, in this case, Stein. When Allen tried to punch and attack Stein when he last met him, he just couldn't do it. As much as he wanted to, he couldn't. It was like some muscle pulled back and forced Allen to stop. Maybe he could overcome that. Maybe if he had gotten stronger, he could free himself.

Kihia glared at Allen as he spoke what was on his mind for the matter, when he finished Kihia stood their glaring at him for a moment longer. Kihia then reached behind him and grabbed one end of Icarus, and released it from its sheath and held it by his side, “If you truly believe those words, think not of where you came from… You are a Dragon Slayer! Mages that are said to have been taught by the very dragons themselves, So then… think not of Stein… Think what your Dragon… Your teacher of your Magic! Wants you to do with the gifts he bestowed upon you!” Kihia extended Icarus and pointed it straight at Allen, “It isn’t just about growing strong physically OR magically! You also have to strengthen your heart! You can be the strongest person in the world, but if your heart is weak you will never break free of the chains that bind you!” Kihia waited for a moment and retraced Icarus and closed his eyes for a moment, “So show me Allen, The Iron Dragon Slayer…. Show me the potential that you hold in your heart… as Mages our magic are directly tied to our life force and are a expression of our heart….So show me the strength of the Dragon within you!” Kihia opened his eyes and glared at Allen, he adopted an defensive stance and waited for Allen to decide what he wants to do.

Allen got a fire in his eyes that you could easily tell that he was completely serious. He had never fought seriously before, especially against someone he strongly cared about. But his eyes narrowed and hands clenched, he was in a aggressive mood. With no delay, and dashed toward Kihia swiftly. Thick, Iron scales shifting into place on his right leg. He stopped running just as he approached Kihia and forcefully swung his leg at his own.

This feeling of aggression is one he longed for, after he had a goal to not hurt others, he actually missed fighting. When he first thought of Kihia, he never expected to fight him, but he wasn't surprised that he was angry with him. The stoic face remained as it was on his face, but he had plenty of thoughts and emotions coursing through his mind and body right now. The exotic feeling of the cold air touching his skin was more then comfortable. Oh how he longed for this!

Kihia saw the passion for combat ignite in Allen’s eyes, Kihia himself began to slow his breathing and relax his heart rate, preparing for the combat to start. Kihia then watched as Allen recklessly charged towards him, One of the many rules of combat… never charge head first with no plan… Kihia watched as Allen extended out his leg in attempt to swipe at Kihia’s own, within that second, Kihia flipped forward placing one hand on the top of his leg. He stood there for a second, balancing himself perfectly on Allen’s leg. Kihia then flipped over Allen and got behind him, and then attempted to initiate his counter. Kihia attempted to hook one end of Icarus to the inside of Allen’s shirt, if he managed to pull this off, he would then thrust Allen high into the air.

Regardless if this happens or not Kihia would retract Icarus and place one end on the ground and send a portion of his magical power to one end and yell out, “Ice Make Pole!” The resulting spell would pole vault him into the air.

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Health: 100%
MP: 125%

~Short post~

Spell Used: Blade of the Iron Dragon

HP: 100%
MP: 80%

MP:

Kihia flew through the air straight for Allen who was falling down towards him. He watched as Allen casted a spell and his arm turned into a large iron sword, Allen had pointed it downward, making Kihia have a direct Collision course with the blade. As Kihia approached he lifted up Icarus above his head and angled it diagonally, parrying Allen’s Sword to the side. Kihia heard Allens Question and frowned. He flew up a few more feet before falling back down to the ground. He landed on his feet on the glacier, he stood up and looked at Allen, “Just a minute ago… you had asked me to help you get stronger… I will help you get stronger… only if you allow me to… Fighting me gives me an idea of what you have as a mage… however… the most important thing you must learn from me first… is the Importance of Life!”

Allen glared at Kihia. As he redirected Allen's aim to his side by blocking his first attack. He gave a low growl and grumble as he stared up at Kihia. He sniffed the air around him, not really enjoying the cold air filling his lungs. He gazed at the area around him before, pulling his arm back and balling his hand into a fist, "Thorns of the Iron Dragon!" He said as he plummeted his fist onto the ground. Giant iron thorns broke through the ice, rapidly coming up at random spot, but all seemed to form a messy line and went in the same direction, which was, directly at Kihia. It would be less then seconds before impact. As the thorns rapidly charged toward Kihia, plummeting out of the icy crust with amazing speed, Allen raised his fist and charged toward him as well. He ran toward Kihia, his sword hanging behind him as he ran. But once he was at a sufficient range with him, he swung his arm at Kihia as the Thorns were about to make impact as well. "Don't underestimate me!" He yelled as he swung his arm toward Kihia's waist.

Kihia stood there as Allen charged right at him, he had cast a spell that was causing spikes of Iron to shoot up from the ice. He simply shook his head and placed his right hand on his left, “Frozen Armor Creation….” He watched as the ice gauntlet formed on his left hand, he then extended out his right hand and focused on the spell that was coming at him from the ground. He then froze Allens Iron Dragons Spikes spell and as Allen came up to him he caught the blade with his left hand, grabbing it with the Gauntlet.

Kihia stood there for a moment before he placed one end of Icarus on the ground with his right hand, “Now Tell me Allen… do you have the capacity to learn… or do I need to Freeze you until you can…” As he said this he started to channel a portion of his magic power into the glacier making it start to resonate, he was making it clear, he was not messing around.
OOC Note: Keep in mind Allen, in PvP scenarios you usually have one Offensive action per post attempt,

Allen glared at Kihia. Over the past 13 years since Allen escaped Stein's lab and clutches, the only thing he truly learned was eat, kill, and run. Two of which he learned from Khalan, which only god knows what happened to her or where she is. His arm, which has molded into a sword, disspelled after a few long moments. He raised a brow at Kihia and chuckled, "Nii-san, After eleven years of nothing but killing innocents, eating, and running, I am not sure myself if I can learn things other then that! But, I guess that makes this challenging." He said as he hand-springed back a few to several meters away from Kihia. "Razor Talon of the Iron Dragon!" He yelled as his right leg molded into nothing but iron scales with claw-like tips at his toes. He crouched down and sprung into the air with the swift movements of his legs, aiming directly at Kihia's neck. He pulled his right leg back, planning to swing on within range.

MP: 70%
HP: 100%

Kihia watched as Allen had foolishly not heeded the sign to stand down and had stepped back a distance to attack. “Living in this world itself is always a challenge, but in order to live in this world, one must learn to live in it, to adapt, habits can be changed if you are willing…” Kihia then sent a portion of his magic power to Icarus, “But for now… a lesson in combat… Ice make… Great Hammer!” Kihia then slid back a bit and drew back the mighty ice hammer head, he then swung around aiming directly for Allen’s projected landing spot, if he managed to hit, it would send Allen flying, if not Kihia would spin for a moment before adopting a defensive stance again.

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Ice Make-Great Hammer :

Allen smirked before realizing that he'd be countered.  He bit his lower lip, anxious.  He wasn't sure what to do. But it's not like he had time to think. Allen crossed his arms over his chest and face in an "X" formation, in hopes of blocking, even his iron scales couldn't form in time. Kihia's hammer made direct contact with his arms.  A moment of impact came upon them before it sent Allen flying. His defensive "X" guard still remained, but his arms were covered in a few bruises rom making direct contact with an ice hammer without his scales. It was numb, but it was nothing Allen couldn't handle. Allen glared, speechless. His leg, was still in the form of his spell, and he couldn't let it go to waste.

Allen leaned down, sniffing the air. Kihia smelled funny.. probably because they were in a totally unfamiliar area.. to Allen at least.  He frowned, and ran up toward his side. He planned to kick him in his waist.

Kihia stood there as he watched Allen flew back after somehow bracing against the blow, I cannot deny his tenacity… However he frowned when Allen stood back up and started charging straight at Kihia. Does he never learn… Kihia stood there as Allen charged, he dispelled the hammer and threw Icarus up into the air. Just as Allen got within range to kick him Kihia stepped to the side and quickly tried to slam his right palm into Allens chest to slam him to the ground.

If he was successful Kihia would then place his left hand on the ground and cast Ice make spear trap to trap Allen against the ground, if not Kihia would spin around and jump into the air to recover his weapon.

Potential spell used,

Ice Make- Spear Trap:

Allen stumbled to the ground with a muffled thud. Not long after that, he was encased. Allen winced on impact. After a small pause, he braced himself for some sort of physical move, but opened an eye to find himself, simply trapped. He sighed and panted, some workout that was... Allen panted, cold sweat rolling down his face. He grinned a toothy grin, that was more fun then a lesson! If lessons were this fun, he'd do them daily! He giggled, and that giggle turned into a playful, satisfied laughter. "Hahaha! Nii-san! I've made up my mind!" Allen confidently leaned up, having his arms support his body when he did so. He wiped his brow and smiled. He was going to become a strong person! Strong enough to protect Kihia, and Fujin, and Alyia! And all his friends. He was determined. He made a decision not to cry when he could smile in confidence. He was doubtful of the road ahead. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to walk it alone. But he guessed that is the only way life had to offer, forward.

He was at least confident about this. His fear of people is one he planned to overcome, the blood... he wasn't sure. But something about this battle made Allen click, and he was sure happy about it.

(OOC: Bleh, if I got anything wrong here, let me know.)

Kihia stood there looking down at Allen with a cold stare, he then dispelled the ice spears, and nodded towards Allen, “ Our first task… is to get you eating something proper on a regular basis…” Kihia then watched as Icarus then fell to the ground and imbedded itself into the ice berge, which caused an idea to come to Kihia’s mind. He walked a few steps away from Allen and placed his left hand on the ice, sending his magical power in it, seeing if he can detect anything that was trapped inside that might be metallic. After a moment, sure enough he did detect something large and metallic, he could tell the difference in matierials by how well his magic went through it. He then brought his attention to Allen again, “Allen, you are the Iron Dragon Slayer correct… then this should be a good start…” Kihia then focused on the ice beneath his feet and around structure below he then point both hands downward and then extended them outward. When he did this the ice bent to his will and formed a giant hollow exposing the structure. “It seems to be an older aircraft… probably made out of a lightweight industrial metal… try eating it…”

Allen's Jubilation faltered when he smelled the metallic tang of the structure. Metal? Never in any heaven or hell would he eat that! Allen glared, grumbled, and averted his gaze elsewhere in a uncaring mood, "No way am I eating that... ! Metal will never be as good as blood. And eating it on a daily basis? Yeah right! I bet it's covered in rust. Crusty, disgusting, rust!" He exclaimed. He rattled on about how it was unhealthy, and dirty, and it's whereabouts being unknown. It was obvious he wasn't budging. No way would he do it! A sliver of cold sweat drenched his brows. He just became aware of how smelly and dirty he was. Hygiene was never a priority for him.