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Carmen looked toward Greed with a small smirk before stepping back, leaving the glass on the counter. [color=bb0066] "It's been a while since I've been to a ball, so forgive me if I'm rusty... Unless you're talking about a fight. I'm more than ready for that." [/color]
"Ehhh... No. I don't fight women if I can help it. Not that kind of guy." Greed answered Carmen. Taking a sip from his drink, then placing it down on the counter also. He refilled Carmen's glass with chardonnay, then walked out from behind it, extending his right hand towards Carmen. On the top of his hand was a tattoo of a winged serpent, biting the end of its tail. "And I'm not the greatest dancer myself, so no worries. Really wish there was a jukebox now though..."
Carmen chuckled softly as she snapped her fingers and an old-timey grammophone starts playing a soft song [http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fPOoWVWjzxI], appearing in a buff of black smoke. [color=bb0066] "Not to worry, sir. I'm prepared for something like this. ...Could you tell me about that symbol on your hand?" [/color] She noted the symbol on Greed's hand as she curtsied and took it in her rather dainty left as she waited for him to begin leading.
Greed looked at the grammophone appearing out of nowhere, then back to Carmen, looking at her quizically, then smiling. "No idea how you did that, but it sure is a neat trick." Holding Carmen's hand, Greed straightened out his left arm and began the dance, starting slowly, taking a step forward, to the left, backwards, to the right, and repeating this. "As for the symbol, it's the Ouroboros tattoo. It's proof that I'm a Homonculus."
Carmen followed his steps, a little awkwardly at first before striding along with the man. [color=bb0066] "Oh... Just a little something I can do. Nothing you'll need to worry yourself about. And you're a homonculus? I've heard of them... a product of alchemy, I presume?" [/color]
"You got it. We're--that is, my siblings and I--Are artificial humans. It's widely believed that creating a human from scratch is imposible, but really, nothing's imposible." Greed answered with a minor smirk. Too shake things up a little, Greed he diagonal steps to the pattern and turning around before the pattern repeated, but kept up the same speed.
Carmen followed the switch up in steps almost effortlessly, eventually closing her eyes a bit as the duo swayed around. [color=bb0066] "I can understand that sort of sentiment... Humans still try and believe that demons and angels do not exist... while proof is all around them. But it's interesting to meet... and even dance with an artificial human instead of a real one. I feel much more at ease..." [/color] She opened her eyes again, looking straight toward Greed. He'd notice her eyes were red and her pupils were shaped into the form of a cross, turned upside-down.
Greed chuckled at the ease with which Carmen followed. "Heh... And you call yourself rusty. This is about as advanced as I can go. Never really practiced formal dances." Once Carmen opened her eyes after closing them, he looked at them curiously. "Interesting indeed." Taking off his shades with his free hand, he clipped them behind the collar his tanktop, then went back to looking into Carmen's eyes. "So, do humans piss you off?"
Carmen let out a soft chuckle as she glided along with Greed. [color=bb0066] "Dancing is like riding a bike... You merely need to get back on to get the feel for it again. And yes... for the most part, I loathe humans. Few prove themselves useful to me, and even then, they barely fit my... requirements if you will. I'm sure you feel the same way about them." [/color]
A man found himself in a pitch black, rather distressed by this fact. He was covered from head to toe in a set of ornately designed plate-mail, leaving not a single inch of bare skin visible from the outside. Though his helmet had eyes holes, the depths of his helmet remained pitch black, even once the lights guiding the man to the doorway had come on and illuminated the front of him. Once a voice came seemingly out of nowhere to address him, he followed its instructions, seeing no other alternative, though he held himself with the posture of one not entirely at ease.
The doorway the man stepped through led to what looked like highly fancifully decorated officer's quarters that one might find in a European castle. He listened to the explanation given to him by the same voice from before, informing him as to why he had been brought here. An opportunity to slay those of which have been deemed the greatest warriors in the universe...This seems quite the blessing now...A truer test of merit and strength I could not imagine... The man left his room and wandered around the halls of the arena's back area, looking for a challenger.
The doorway the man stepped through led to what looked like highly fancifully decorated officer's quarters that one might find in a European castle. He listened to the explanation given to him by the same voice from before, informing him as to why he had been brought here. An opportunity to slay those of which have been deemed the greatest warriors in the universe...This seems quite the blessing now...A truer test of merit and strength I could not imagine... The man left his room and wandered around the halls of the arena's back area, looking for a challenger.
A woman found herself in a dark room. As she followed the voices, the lights in the hallway would reveal, short black hair, violet eyes and a dark trenchcoat over a cybernetic set of black armor. The woman said nearly nothing as she found herself in her room and took a small black broadsword off from her back. There was an identical sword still strapped to her back.
It was a simple one, adorned with very little, aside from a small bed and a few books. Not exactly run down either, everything seemed clean, almost to a robotic and sickeningly clean sense, the white of the floor tiles almost blinding against the gray of the walls.
She sighed nostalgically before walking out toward the dark halls and heading toward the arena, following the maps posted around to it.
It was a simple one, adorned with very little, aside from a small bed and a few books. Not exactly run down either, everything seemed clean, almost to a robotic and sickeningly clean sense, the white of the floor tiles almost blinding against the gray of the walls.
She sighed nostalgically before walking out toward the dark halls and heading toward the arena, following the maps posted around to it.
"Hah! You'd fit right in with my siblings. But, nah. Can't say that I hate them. Don't get me wrong, I don't particularly care for 'em either, but I can tolerate them just fine. If they weren't around, that would mean the list with stuff I want would be a whole lot shorter." Greed explained with a joking tone.
Thinking that the best way to find an opponent would be to simply enter the arena and wait for one to appear, the man made his way towards it. Being directed to a secondary door, as there was currently already a fight in one arena still in progress, the man entered said door and waited for an opponent, crossing his arms and letting his odd leather cape settle behind him as he stopped moving.
Carmen chuckled softly. [color=bb0066] "I suppose I could learn a thing or two from you. But don't you want to own everything already? For some reason, I'd think meeting your siblings wouldn't be that bad an experience..." [/color]
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The woman walked out to the secondary area and stopped a few paces away from the man before her in armor. She said nothing again as she bowed toward him and held her black sword a little tighter.
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The woman walked out to the secondary area and stopped a few paces away from the man before her in armor. She said nothing again as she bowed toward him and held her black sword a little tighter.
"Own everything? Heh... I wish. No, I'm not even close to owning everything I'd want. In fact, If I'd write down all the stuff I still want, the list wouldn't even fit in this room." Greed answered, chuckling near the end. Once the song ended, Greed let go of Carmen's man, gave her a smile and walked back to the bar, picking up his glass again. "But now at least I can cross a dance with you off that list."
The man stared at the woman who came into the arena. Though he had a perplexed expression at what she was wearing, it would be impossible for her to tell due to his face not being visible. The man took in a rather deep breath, then said in an almost unnaturally dry and raspy voice, "You are to be my opponent?...Very well then...I am Weizoth of Karrnath..."
From up close, it could be seen that Weizoth's armor was an odd color of beige ivory, instead of a grey or silver-ish color that one might expect from Iron or Steel armor. His cape was also a matching color of beige, and had noticeable stitches running throughout the material, betraying that it was patched together from multiple sources of material.
@Dotslash: Any preference on terrain?
From up close, it could be seen that Weizoth's armor was an odd color of beige ivory, instead of a grey or silver-ish color that one might expect from Iron or Steel armor. His cape was also a matching color of beige, and had noticeable stitches running throughout the material, betraying that it was patched together from multiple sources of material.
@Dotslash: Any preference on terrain?
@Drak: Not at all. Take your pick.
The woman's eyes sparked up a bit, a few numbers running across them before she shifted into a stance, holding her sword near horizontally , the point aiming at Wei's chest. She spoke in an odd robotic voice. [color=00ff99] "Nexus Project 41X-16. Ailas: Vera Inoue. I shall be your opponent. ...Duel start protocol complete. Preparing to engage target." [/color]
The woman calmly shifted a bit before beginning to rush at Wei, saying nothing more and having near zero emotion on her face as she rushed headlong and quickly.
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Carmen walked over to her drink and smiled toward Greed. [color=bb0066] "I'm flattered I could have helped to complete your list. And it's good to have a large list... It makes one more tenacious to get everything done." [/color]
The woman's eyes sparked up a bit, a few numbers running across them before she shifted into a stance, holding her sword near horizontally , the point aiming at Wei's chest. She spoke in an odd robotic voice. [color=00ff99] "Nexus Project 41X-16. Ailas: Vera Inoue. I shall be your opponent. ...Duel start protocol complete. Preparing to engage target." [/color]
The woman calmly shifted a bit before beginning to rush at Wei, saying nothing more and having near zero emotion on her face as she rushed headlong and quickly.
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Carmen walked over to her drink and smiled toward Greed. [color=bb0066] "I'm flattered I could have helped to complete your list. And it's good to have a large list... It makes one more tenacious to get everything done." [/color]
"You got it. Plus, having such a big goal keeps me nice and busy. Given that us Homonculi don't age, that's really a good thing. Otherwise, things would get really boring, really soon." Greed remarked as he sat down and took a large sip from his glass. "Ahh... Good stuff."