The waves gently washed up against the shore, and as they raced upwards in an attempt to touch the flora above the beach, it encountered a pair of feet. The feet lead to a pair of tanned legs, a cotton skirt, and from there a trimmed stomach with the slightest hint of muscle beneath the skin, a cotton sash which covered her bosom, if only enough to be very slightly decent. The cotton was dyed dark green, and had no traces of water, now or prior on it. Above even the cotton was a neck, followed by a face.

With eyes closed, those were even getting tanned, she murmured a little. A small cloud drifted into position between her and the sun, and her eyes flicked open. At this point she noticed that the sun, being at it's zenith, was explaining it was noon. And you have just succeeded in sleeping completely through morning, and the jobs that would have been posted then. A lengthy yawn escaped her lips, followed by a tedious moment of sitting up without the assistance of her hands.

"Dammit, I can't believe this. How am I supposed to pay my inn bill? I can't afford a year round contract, either. With that, I wouldn't be capable of purchasing a decent warhorse and hawk, and training the two of them." She said, to none in particular but the sandpipers. The little birds in question skittered up and down the beach avoiding the mild waves. They moved in what appeared to be perfect unison, but a trained soldering mind could see that they were naught but an untrained rabble. Put them in ranks and...She was thinking about cute feathered things like soldiers. Again.

Charlotte stumbled to a standing position, and the little sandpipers darted off through the air, throwing her angry little peeps. She pulled her two-handed sword from it's upright position in the sand beside her. The valkyre started down the beach with all of her steps weary, and punctuated by her constant mumblings.

"Shoulda never left my mom. She was right, Terrawin had better jobs than this place could ever have. Need to get myself a merc company, that's it. Join that war. Make myself a fortune, and get a plot of land, an estate possibly. Then a husband, one like my dad. Law abiding and reserved. That's it, I would like that." She muttered. Her wings weren't even apparant, and luckily for a valkyre they could be made to disappear. She didn't even notice the person on the beach with her.

Squall was down on the beach his eyes closed as he took in a deep breath. Slowly letting it out again as he opened his eyes. Squall did not know anyone else was there with him so he was, for once, not holding the handle of his Katana ready for a fight. Instead the, what appeared to be, young man just stood there looking out onto the water deep in thought, not knowing where to travel to next.... or even what to do next for that matter. Squall was one of those people who would always live life one moment at a time.

His dark clothes that he usually wore were still on him, his blade to on his back, but down at his waist. All he wanted was for a battle really... but Squall was never one to look for a fight, he was more the type to end one if he seen one. Then as he stood there his right hand slowly moved along the handle of the blade at his back. Squall then gripped the handle of the Katana and began to slowly slide it from its holster.

The Katana now un-sheathed and running up his right arm he once again softly closed his dark eyes, the hood covering his long white hair and the cloak around him making it seem as though Squall was not holding his blade at all. Then thats when a smirked appeared on his face, Squall then began to train on the beach.

He quickly moved his cloak to show his blade and he pushed his right arm forward, he pushed the blade making it turn in the air, quickly grabbing the handle Squall then when forward a little move with a down strike. He was moving so quickly that the sand was forming around him making a small sand storm like form around him.

Another down strike was seen followed by an attack to the right, as he attacked right he span his body round as if trying to get behind an invisible opponent but keeping the blade at their front. He then kicked forward and threw his blade into the air. As Squalls blade was in the air he began to do a quick series of martial art like kicks on the beach, sending up more and more sand around him and making it more difficult to be seen.

With his eyes still closed he jumped back a little and placed his right hand above his head, about three seconds after doing this Squall caught his blade by the handle and began another fury of blade strikes, hitting down, left and right in different battle patterns. As he did this he fully turned round and then slid his blade back into its holster.

As the Katana went fully into its holster Squall began to open his eyes. The sand that was raised into the air now falling back down to the earth below, Squall then looked ahead of him and seen a woman standing their with a two-handed sword. He smirked a little as he looked to-wards her, is was obvious to him that she had not noticed Squall their. He then placed some of the hair that he escaped his hood from the training back behind his ears as he then started to walk to-wards to woman, still no words passed his cold lips, and the dominant thing seem under his hood was the green eyes of Squall.

A few seconds later he was near the woman, he still had not said anything, instead he stood their for a moment to see what she was up to. Squall then sighed as he knew he would have to say something soon, he then softly licked his lips a little then said out load towards the woman "Hello there......" Only these two words passed his lips before he shut them again and awaited to see if the woman would reply, or if she had even heard him at all.

Skye was sitting on a branch of a tree looking about here and there…nothing ever interested him much. Now he saw a girl and a guy. He didn’t bother talking to any of them…but the man performed a series of blade attacks....amateur…Skye thought. Skye looked at the clear orange sky. Dawn was passing up and his dragon should appear any moment now but before then, he would want to have some fun. Landing down completely silent, the assassin ran towards the two…fading into the shadows as he went, Skye unsheathed his Blade of War in complete silence.

Skye was within range in a matter of seconds and had his blade launched full back….Skye glanced about…nobody…When in striking range, Skye swung his sword…an easy one hit kill if not for the screech of a elder dragon…Skye stopped midway and was distracted causing his to divulge himself from the shadows…

“Damn it. You got lucky little boy.” Skye said to the white haired person. Glancing at the girl, Skye felt sympathy for a strange reason. As the other person drew his katana, Skye was already in the air looking down upon them. Mounted on the dragon, Skye looked intently upon the two people...mainly looking at the girl...she mentioned something about an inn bill...Skye hated the sympathy in him...but he spared down a few coins upon her and wished her no harm...he then shifted his gaze back on the other guy...Ssseralderix yawned and flares flew out off his nostrils...

"Hey hey, chill down..." Skye looked down once again...and flew off into the horizon.

The speed and grace of the attack had caught her attention. Whoever this was, he knew exactly what he was doing, and if it wasn't for a poorly trained dragon, he would have completed the move. Now, to fight another winged you had to outmanouvre him. Unfortunately for her opponent, she was heavily trained in aerial fighting. And that two handed sword of hers, what it lacked in a keen edge, made up for in weight. Golden light filled the air behind her momentarily, and her great wings came into existance. It was nothing special, just a quick flash and they were there.

She hurtled upwards into the air, and simply glared at Skye. The lawbreaker had chosen his day to die, and he was beyond doomed now. Char would have him dead, his corpse fallen beneath her blade like any other. If only life was that simple, she thought to herself. The steady wingbeats moved large quantities of air, and Charlotte had a simply wicked grin.

"Now. I believe you have a date with the gallows, unless I get to you first." She spat. Disgust and pleasure at being able to defeat yet another lawbreaker was rather apparant. Her hands clamped firmly on her two handed sword, and she unsheathed the great weapon. It escaped with hardly a sound, and she held it forwards, one handed. The well polished blade reflected the sky above and the beach below, the two visages marked with scars in the metal. All these slashes were from defenses against far greater blades, and the thick steel of her blade had held them off. She drew the blade back into her other hand. Her wings continued their rythmic movements, as she stared straight into her target's eyes. Her own, beautiful emeralds, mottled only by the gray streaks within, told of a simple goal.

Today is the day either I win or I lose. Either way, I'm taking you.

Squall seen the man go into the air on his dragon, then the woman follow him into the air. Squalls eyes then widened and turned red as he said to the man loudly for him to hear "You.... you have no idea what you have done, i have tried to cage this beast within me for so long.... but you no what.... sometimes, when you cage the beast.... THE BEAST GETS ANGRY...." He kept his gaze on the man after saying this as two lumps began to form form on Squalls back. Something was happening to him.... he .... he was changing.....

The lumps on his back grew larger and his hands and feet slowly turned into large claws. The skin on the boys back slowly ripping away and now neck grow as well... soon Squall was half way transformed into his "other" form. Fangs showing in his teeth and two horns slowly growing from his head, one on each side. His eyes now glowing more as the scales began to appear instead on his skin.

A large growl was then heard Squall as his body mass grew and grew, soon it was clear that he was becoming a dragon, and a rather large one at that. His wings then burst from his skin, outstretching them fully as he stood there, now in his complete dragon form.

Squall then beat his wings throwing up sand everywhere and once again making a large sand storm, soon he was in the air and next to both the woman and this other man who was on a dragon. Squall eyes narrowed as he looked towards the man and the dragon.... the rage building up inside him. He then let out a huge roar as his tail was raised slightly.... Squall in his dragon form... ready to attack....

(girl, u should really read the post better...i wanted to help ya. but now. its war ^.^)

Skye watched the two engage...momentios nahtaimorkia...at once his dragon understood...it flew up then into a straight dive parrying all attacks made against it and dragging whatever down...then it beat its wings in a great motion causing all the dust to wind away...Skye felt that his dragon had enough fun and decided to end everything here and now. His sympathy for the girl was not a nice thing.

Skye flew down and landed in a kneel...immediately it lifted up his blade of war and parried all blows then revolved his wings into daggers. He spun with great speed making an offensive AND defensive spin blocking all attacks and at the same time striking if he could. When the two backed up, Skye took the chance and dived for the dragon's hand which wouldn't cause any damage at all. He flew...

(post whether u got hit or not)

Her moment to strike had arisen as he returned to her element. Not even a dragon could lead an effective fight against one who had spent her life in the air. Or one so agile as her, especially when she wasn't weighed down by the weight of crude iron armor, plus a couple lead weights for good measure. This had made her an incredible flyer, and she still felt wierd flying without a considerable amount of weight dragging her to the ground. But this was of no matter, as she closed in on her target from behind. Her great wings no longer moved, and she glided towards her target.

Without a word, she placed both of her hands on her blade. Without a word, it was raised into striking position. The great wings beat a few times, accelerating her to attack speed, and making her presence known. She altered her flightpath upwards, and flew straight past him. She waited until she was a good distance in front of him, and she paused, twisted around so she was facing him, and brought the great blade down to slice his head open, or just make a pretty spurt of blood elsewhere.

Either way, it hardly mattered to her. All lawbreakers would die one day, and by her hand.

Seeing the two battle Squall flew into the air higher and landed on a large rock, his claws gripping to it tightly and his tail slowly wrapping around the rock as he looked on at their battle. The thoughts in the dragons mind were "If she does live... then fine.... but right now, it seems they have a score to settle, i will have my revenge soon enough on this man.... and his blasted dragon..."

He continued to watch their battle from the rock, still in his mighty dragon form, his horns seemingly cutting through the air as he moved his large head. His wings slightly tucked into his body now as he waited their and watched them. Both the man and woman were showing great love for battles, and also both seemed to be very skilled.

(sorry for the short post.... 3:50am, and need sleep lol, oh and now its open for you two to fight on, i will post again after your battle.)

(Squall, read my posts a lil more careful, i've striked against you yet...you ignored it...=P)

Skye unhooked his spear out and stabbed it into the ground and raised his blades up over his head and easily deflected Charlotte's attack...

"Hmm, i think you've got something wrong...i never intended to kill this man...just practice and test his skills. And you, I was only trying to---"

Skye's words were cut off again but a few more strikes...

"Hurt you...only to help...and i don't understand why you continue to call me a lawbreaker..."

Skye twirled and flew up into the air. He admired the women's ability to strike from the air with no problems but her inability to fly is a disappointment. She would be much more efficient if she could fly. Skye also was amazed by her undying courage to kill him...it made him laugh. As another side strike was procured by her, Skye lifted up his blade of war and locked swords making Charlotte defenseless. Skye lifted his spear slowly to her neck...

"I wish no harm. Now would you want to be friends??"

Skye dropped his spear, closed his wings, and lay down his blade of war making himself completely defenseless. If the girl will strike, Skye would surely perish. His dragon lay down on the nice ground and slept.

A quick flaw in this man's plan was immediatly revealed. He forgot that attempting to strike or harm someone was against the law. Attempting to strike someone with deity blood in their veins was hanging, or other form of execution. Unfortunately for him, Char was technically three quarters goddess, but her abilities didn't work in Arda. Magic moved, to say the least, differently here. But she was still of the blood, and was doing this according to the law. A rather pleased grin crossed the quarter valkyre's face as she tapped her blade in the sand beside her. She paced around to his side, and looked down at him as though considering something.

In a single movement, her blade was up. The next moment saw the glimmering, but scarred blade cleaving the air in twine, straight for his neck. With a succesful hit the blood of a lawbreaker would stain the sands today.

Only fools doubt the power of Justice, or her instruments. All those that fell foul of her would find themselves facing her power. Breaking the law was for those that wished to gain power through cowardice, through ease of tormenting those weaker than themselves. All of them would die one day, or mend their ways. Char thought to herself, repeating her mantra, as another blade to serve as Justice's hand found her enemies.

Skye was tired in everything already. With a step back, the sword of the girl struck Skye...but it never impaled through...a shining light was immersing from where the wound was. A quick flash and everything was back to normal. Skye was never struck. The gods have protected him. From guidance, the heavens told Skye was the girl was thinking.

"You obviously do not understand right now. There is no law here. Things have been in Chaos for as long as I can remember. Also, I never attempted to harm anyone. But if you truly believe that I have come here to kill...then so be it."

Skye kneeled quickly and put his two hands on the ground. His blades flew to him. He left his wings closed and brought up his spear and sword.

"But first, it really doesn't seem you are wanting to kill me for the law...you just seem to want to kill...hell-bent on killing someone...and that, makes you evil. By the way, if you say there is a law...I wonder if you...attempting to strike me, is against the law...one thing i cannot stand is hypocracy..."

Skye was annoyed...very annoyed....He held up his spear and sword. He looked up at the black dragon on the cliff...he smiled at it, lazy dragon...wonder when he's gonna actually hit me......

The black dragon, or Squall looked down at his claws an noticed a small chip in one of his sharp claws. Looking back down at the man Squall knew it was him.. even though he had not noticed the attack. The mighty dragon beat his wings, tearing up the air around him until he took into the air once again and headed for the two, it looked at though their fight might have ended, but it did seem rather soon. On his way back to the soft sand of the beach Squall began to turn back into his human form. It was painful turning back but he had grow somewhat use to it over the years.

Landing on the soft sands of the large beach in his human form again, fully clothed i might add. He was no longer wearing his dark cloak that made his hair look almost white. His true color could be seen. Squall continued to walk toward the two, his waist length light black hair moving slowly in the wing. As he drew closer the them his hands pulled out two blades that Squall had been hiding before. Two rather large one handed swords. With one in each hand and a look of pure hate on his face he finally reached the two after his slow walk.

First he looked at the man, then at the woman. Squall let out a sigh then softly said "Let us stop the fighting for now.. so we all explain ourselves, their is no point in spilling the blood of anyone who has done nothing wrong... enough people die everyday without us killing innocent warriors." He then looked at them both and continued "My name is Squall Lioheart... and these two.." he said raising his blades slightly "Are Telsor and the Soul Calibur. Now both of you... first you... why did you attack me..." After saying this Squalls eyes, now a light blue green color fell onto the man as he waited for an answer. The grip of his hands tightened on the blades in case either of the two decided to continue their fight.... this time Squall would join in.

Char watched, in wonder, amazement, perhaps mostly awe, as the two stopped fighting, and began to talk things over. The man with the wings had tried to attack the dragon-boy, and now they wanted peace!? When she had tried to execute him? Char closed her eyes, and focused into the heavens.

Oh, gods of this land, please smite the fools who dare to anger me, as a demigoddess from another land! Char prayed, completely ignoring the fact she wasn't a demigoddess here. She then just smiled, acted like she was listening, while she fingered the hilt of her two handed sword. Now, to wait, and see what deity answered her call. She would do with a demigod as well, but a deity would be more fun. And there will be blood, ah yes there will be blood. Her demonic side craved the red liquid of life, and so did she. Justice had her gruesome side, but one way or another, you paid in full from her.

And so would Skye.

Skye looked at the dragon.

"Completely no reason at all. My actions are completely unexplainable. But I wish no blood-spill. My sword may have landed on you neck...but it will never peirce your neck. As with this girl. I can see the goddess-like form in her. Yet she has something else that doesn't deem godly. She's awfully conceited and I have been filled with thoughts that were in her head. She claims relentlessly that I am a lawbreaker but what about her. I attempted to strike you and she said that was illegal. But then, on the otherhand, she attempted to strike me, am I wrong??"

Skye chuckled, put on his cloak spread out his wings and raised himself...

"I wish no other explanation Squall, but may the light of Dwayna shine upon you."

And with that, Skye flew off along with his dragon

two interesting off-landers in the world of Arda, how fun...i'll be seeing this Squall again soon enough...

The words of a woman hung in its ears. It played them over and over in its mind. It sat for moments in contemplation, eyes closed, hanging in the plane of the immortal. But it finally came to a decision. Its eyelids snapped open, a low growl echoing throughout. Its great jowls swung wide and a roar of massive proportions projected forth.

Ita the Reckless was on the hunt.

A bodyless shadow appeared beside the praying form of Charlotte. The air just above it began to crackle with red lightning. Winds roared around the three beings, carrying with them streams of multicolored arcane fog. The lightning made large, lethal arcs around a central sphere, which, after quite a few moments, began to take shape. Thunder roared. A display of such proportions as this would have been hard to ignore. But when the sphere of lightning took complete shape, it was that of a hulking seven-foot-tall lupine leaning on the hilt of a long two-handed axe. Both the weapon's blade and the deity's eyes burned in deep blue flames. Ita pinned back her ears and growled, her gaze immediately turning to the divinely saved Skye.

Ita was not her usual material self, however. She was composed entirely of the elements. Her fur was fire and crackling lightning, and her claws were compressed rock and metal. But as quickly as she had appeared, the winged man had flown off atop a large dragon. He was the reason she had arrived, and he wouldn't get away that easily. A quick flick of the wrist caused thick red chains to burst from the ground, flying higher and higher in the air until they eventually reached the dragon's rider. The Goddess of Chaos, during this, turned her head in Charlotte's direction.

"Vengeance will be granted, Demigoddess of Another Land." Ita managed to growl out at the woman. The lupine's eyes were slitted, emotionless and unmerciful. Her ears were pulled back so much they were completely folded against her head. Ita turned back toward Skye. Even if the chains had not managed to completely entangle him and pull his body back toward the feet of the goddess, they would keep trying until they did so, no matter where he flew. But at this moment, the dragon and its rider were just barely in yelling distance. "Half-Demon! You are pitiful. The gods do not shine upon you and pay special attention to your pathetic existance." she roared at the top of her lungs, her voice reaching almost all of Lomedor. "For your arrogance, you will die. And this time, you are alone."

Skye turned around nad prevented the chains from even reaching the dragon.
Turning back on the ground he saw Ita, the Goddess of Chaos. He cracked a smile. The great Ita has come to pay attention to kill him. He was totally enjoyed himself. Turning back his dragon, Skye held up there hovering...He jumped down and kneeled on the ground.

"I won't fall to noone, not even you."

Skye lifted his spear and blade. His wings spread wide. It became tainted as the black sun was. The feathers of his wings turned from white to the pitchest black.

"I do not fear you. You may be a goddess here. I have no reason to fear you." Skye proclaimed calmly

"The gods here are not the same as to where I am from. But what I believe in is far greater than your will to kill me..."

Seeing Skye stop the chains and then come back to the ground and talk towards Ita. All Squall did at first was stand still... the grip on his blades getting stronger, he then walked over to Skye and said to him "Im helping you.... i need a little practice anyway..." He then turned to face Ita, standing by Skyes side as Squall then said "I wont let you kill and take an inocent life Ita.. that is NOT what the gods are meant to be doing..."

His eyes began to grow red again as Squall looked towards Ita, his large black dragon wings then burst from his back as he stood there.... Squall was ready... he had his wings out for an sky battle... and also had his two blades in his hands. Squall then said to Skye "May Telsor and Soul Calibur be with you my friend... may the strenght of the dragon burn within your soul.... today... we take down a god...."

Char gave a quick sigh of relief. Upon seeing such a dark goddess she didn't know appear beside her, she was worried that it might be to her own doom she had asked for assistance. But when the goddess clarified, it was a great relief. Now, the two had inexplicably decided to fight alongside each other, and simultaneously putting out more arrogance into the air than the valkyre could handle. They were fighting a goddess and a highly trained daughter of a demigoddess and a god! How did they manage seem so confident? And Char had no wishes to get into a fight in the air, so her great wings disappeared in a flash of the aurora borealis's myriad of colors, and a few black and white feathers.

"So, great goddess, I shall assist you on this fine day, unless you wish to fight alone." Charlotte offered, with all the manners she could muster. Angering your only ally was a foolish move indeed. Charlotte raised her blade, and ran her hand along it to whipe any sand that may have accumulated on the blade. She had never mistreated the scarred sword, and so it kept doing it's job. Slaying her enemies, and protecting her from those she fought. The deity beside her was an impressive sight to behold, and that axe was as well. It was a simply beautiful weapon, in the manner only bladesmen and woman could understand. A focus on decoration had never worked for Charlotte, and so she considered any polished and simple killing device beautiful.

Charlotte readied herself by spreading her feet wide for balance, and placed her blade across her chest, in a simple, but effective defensive stance. Simple worked best, especially against a flash blade style. Now she would await the actions of the Deity, and it would be wise for those they were fighting to do so as well. After all, a deity's court was wherever she was, and any deity deserved the respect due to her.

{*pokes Skye* Stop godmoding. Now.}

Ita's eyebrows lifted when the angel actually came back without need of force.
Hmm. If he was just planning on coming back, why did I even cast that? she contemplated while rubbing her chin with a paw. Despite Skye defying the laws of physics and uber-dodging her chains, the fact he just foolishly came back was surprisingly convenient. It was then that the half-dragon, ignored by the goddess at first, had joined in to defend the man. Ita the Reckless was brought here to instate vengeance upon Skye only. It was just a hassle dealing with two. Her gaze turned to Charlotte yet again, after she had queried about helping her deal death to these idiots.

"You can deal with the dragon-man over there," Ita spat, "I'll kill this little man." The hulking lupine figured that if Skye was so weak as to need divine intervention from deities that don't even exist, he didn't need a lot to die. She would only unleash her most powerful attacks later. If he fled, she would chase him. He would only be safe in the Hall of the Dead. Ita's attention turned back to Skye, at which an evil smirk erupted in her maw. "Coincidence, eh? Me, the Goddess of Chaos, aiding a do-gooder and punishing someone of outwardly evil origin! Let this show everyone of Lomedor that I kill without prejudice." she roared, almost chuckling at the irony.

Just before she completed her little speech, Ita shot her hand out in the direction of Skye. Crimson lightning shot out of the tips of her fingers, making a long stream of chaotic electricity whirling toward the half-demon at almost ungodly speed.

(HOW THE HELL AM I GOD MODING?!?! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO SAY!?!? WHAT U GOT ME AND CHOKED THE EF OUTTA ME!?!? SHIZ, JUS CAUSE UR A GODDESSS DONT MAKE YOU 100% HIT CRITICAL)


Skye looked at Squall and bowed. His focus turned at the other two. He was feeling very annoyed as of right now. The so-called Ita the Reckless has come to deal with...him...someone so low. So maybe that didn't make him low afterall. Needing someone so big and mighty to need to deal with him.

"I thank thee for your help Squall but I wish not to fight, however I will do what is necessary"
---------------------------------------OR!!!!
A little time was backed up. Skye was back on the dragon. He got struck by the chains. It didn't exactly go around him...it went through him, killed him and blew his body up. Pieces of limbs were flying there and there.

(pick one Ita. if you two are so intent and hell-bent on killing someone. btw, Charlotte, your such a hypocrite)


(WELL HELL. EVERYONE ELSE NEVER GETS HIT SO I GUESS YOU'LL HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE TO STOP GODMODING. I PROBABLY WILL GET BANNED FOR THIS BUT I'm JUS SAYING.)


ps:btw, i don't have much time, so i'm not going over the details of blood % gore -.-'
god maybe i'll just stop posting for like 3 months so my warnings go away -.-'


Note by Ita the Reckless: I have (hopefully) temporarily closed the topic. I apologise for any inconveniences on Squall or Charlotte's part.