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Post by Ashram on Aug 31, 2005 22:43:28 GMT -5
Ashram stood looking at his dagger, bare and naked, resting in his hand.
'There must be more to learn about this small, but deadly weapon.' Ashram thought as he flipped it a few times in his hand. And he had just the idea.
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Ashram moved into the city and sat down on a nearby bench by himself. He watched all the people walking by and wondered, 'What are these people thinking...'. Ashram let a faint smile take hold of him before coming to the conclusion.
OOC: Short, as always. Rather spend my time really RPing. Anyways, learning Scoop Art and Contact. Yey.
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Post by Ashram on Sept 3, 2005 11:19:51 GMT -5
Ashram stood in the middle of a street watching all the people, closed his eyes and concentrated. He blocked out all sounds, touch or anything external. Slowly, thoughts began to fill his mind. Thoughts not his own. Ashram smiled as he lifted his head and walked away. 'I need to further manipulate this skill,' thought Ashram before he looked down at his dagger. 'That will take longer, hmm.' Ashram then dissapeared into the crowd.
OOC: Learned Contact and I'm starting on Telepathy. kk
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Post by Ashram on Sept 15, 2005 13:17:33 GMT -5
OOC: Bwah! Mom got a new modem, so I will be coming back this afternoon and such, anyways to keep up with my character!~
Charging quickly at a wooden dummy that was set up next to a tree, Ashram hunkered down low as he ran, his chest almost touching his knees. With one swift motion, there was a masterpiece of slashes across the wooden doll as it sat idle, staring into nothing. Ashram stood up and watched the dummy as it fell apart. A smile found it's way to his lips.
An hour later, Ashram sat in the middle of a room cross-legged and shirtless. He was concentrating on a mental picture of Leon. Eyes closed, Ashram began to murmur words that couldn't be heard.
~Elsewhere~
Leon sat at a desk stacked high with work needing to be filled out. As he took another sheet from the mountain of white, something echoed in the back of his mind. Soon the echo became a voice, a soon Leon thought he was going nuts.
"Leon! Leon it's me, Ashram. Say something, fool." Nothing came from Leon except for the small puddle of saliva that dripped from his mouth onto the neat stack of papers.
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Even though satisfied with his newly masterd skills, Ashram couldn't stop once he had a taste of the powers of the mind. Quickly he grabbed a can and set it on a shelf above him. Concentrating, he tried to make it fall on top of him, but to no avail. This he would need to practice more.
OOC: Had to get some stuff out of the way. I learned Scoop Art and Telepathy. I'm now learning Telekinesis and Kinetic Shield. I will add in my master training stuff later when I get home. Adventure!
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