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The Brotherhood of traveling hands [Knuckles vs Ittindi]

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#1Ittindi 

The Brotherhood of traveling hands [Knuckles vs Ittindi] Empty Sat Jul 13, 2024 9:09 am

Ittindi
1 day ago
Ittindi was surprised to see the letter at his current inn, a small bed and breakfast called the Serpents Stable, the people of Seven had such interesting habits. Ittindi found himself loving their food more than any other country so far. A small shame that he’d never admit it aloud to anyone, he had found the best food at a inn and landed himself a part time job here. Their customs for service was very foreign, but Ittindi had taken to it after his 3rd week in the country. The people were very helpful, or maybe it was his personality Ittindi didn’t find it hard to please others.  The letter was transcribed from the arena indicating the public’s interest in his fight against the Young Master. If anything it’d be a good gauge of his recent improvements, though the idea of resurrecting on the arena wasn’t something Ittindi wanted to explain to the Young Master.  Not to mention the destructive spell he had learned to trigger on his own passing.  He’d send off an acceptance letter knowing the Young Master wouldn’t pass up such an offer.

Present

Service comes so easy for you Ittindi, when will you serve yourself? You are a perfect servant, that’s how you ended up in this situation, but how will you become the best?

Ittindi’s partner chirping at his every surface thought, he let more and more through these days. He had finally found someone who didn’t like him, the very gods themselves, none would accept his death. In his own way he had found a way past Naki’s threats as well, they had stopped though he still had the inclination towards danger. That much was obvious as he found himself walking towards the arena ready to fight his  Young Master once again. His new senses tingling in anticipation, it meant that he was probably already in his room. Ittindi wouldn’t take any time registering his new gun into the arena system, as well as a couple accessories.

They’d take him to his waiting room, he hadn’t been to interested in looking into what arena they had scheduled the two into. He was sure it’d be thematic again, the crowd seemed to think there was a chance it would make the difference against the Young Master. No Ittindi knew that when he would be able to beat him, because then he’ll truly see his friend’s rage. Ittindi had confided enough after the Jikan incident that he knew he could at least unleash on Ittindi with no worries. A thought that scared him as the door opened before him into the arena.

Ittindi would pull the Punisher off his back as he walked out into the arena, today’s weather was perfect. Not overcast but just enough clouds that the sun was beating down with him alongside his lifetime friend. Ittindi’s jaw would drop as he peered out at the arena this time, the seven coordinators really knew how to sell tickets.

On the eastern most side of the arena there was a large slope upwards, at the top randomly fire pitched spheres 5 meters in radius are hurled down the slope towards Ittindi and the Young Master. What a frightful arena, he wouldn’t have much time to practice with his Punisher with how unwieldy it was. He already felt better about his chances, he had improved, the problem was so did his Young Master, Ittindi refused to be the first to plateau. His Right hand itching to pull the trigger as soon as the announcer gave the go ahead, he wouldn’t need to focus on the boulders with his new senses.

WC:604

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#2Knuckles Shi 
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The Brotherhood of traveling hands [Knuckles vs Ittindi] Empty Sun Aug 11, 2024 6:46 pm

Knuckles Shi

Once more the Daemon found himself in the familiar walls of the Arena in the Seven. Since establishing his guild here he had taken a more focused role in the arena. He had fought Jikan, Yuurei, his beloved Lumikki, Brone, and Ittindi to name a few. There was also Ikanbi and a member he had met when he was stepping out of the Paradise Dawn Guild, Zeno. He had won most of these fights but still had lost to the infamous Yuurei, the angel slipping through his grasp evens till.

Today though he was facing off with his oldest friend Ittindi, the man who sought to be the best butler in the world. It was an odd dream, but he supposed it was not all that much of a leap for a man raised into it. As Knuckles heard it, his friend was very sought after and was popular with many groups of people from different guilds, while Knuckles, while he had been with three guilds now, was not someone many wanted.

It could have been his history with his first two guilds, but he had been working on that to become more approachable with a wider scope of people to draw in a wider net of fighters to the guild. He was also hoping the more fights he got himself into within this arena he would get the guild's name out there and also have more people who enjoyed fighting to come to it. It was a solid plan and so far had gotten him a few members.

Knuckles stood at the gate and thought back to his last fight with Ittindi, he was using guns the previous time and so he had to pick a good weapon to face off against him. Well he was tapped out there as of course, he only had the two hammers. Perhaps he should think about switching to a different armor then, he had three sets now. Perhaps the Vizard Mask with the new red armor? That seemed like the better play with things.

Knuckles became swallowed in a red aura as red armor called Oni Knight equipped itself to the Daemon. Yeah, it was a bit ironic he was facing a man with an Oni inside of him, and that a Daemon was wearing it but also, he had another Demonic item to wear with it. Lifting his hand to his face he called the White Vizard Mask over his face.

Feeling the now familiar weight of the mask on his face that stuck even though there were no binds on it, Knuckles chuckled as he stretched out his arms and summoned his hammers. Now that he was dressed for Battle Knuckles stepped out the door as it opened to see what could only be described as a Hot Wheels car track laid out in front of him. Well, there had been the worst arenas he had fought in.

As things went this was not all bad. It was time to get busy!

WC 503



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#3Ittindi 

The Brotherhood of traveling hands [Knuckles vs Ittindi] Empty Thu Aug 15, 2024 6:16 am

Ittindi
Ittindi would wait impatiently nothing was more awkward then when both competitors entered the arena and were waiting on the announcer to finish up the introduction so they could get the action underway. The crowds’ roars would start to dull for Ittindi as his focus was on the Young Master.  Soon the quiet would be as much a signal as the announcer, as Ittindi planned to keep his game plan simple. The people wanted to show, the best way to do that was with a firework opener.  

Ittindi would lay out a three-fire burst center mass at his Young Master. He knew there’d be a flaming pile of possibly dung coming his way soon. He couldn’t tell what they were setting on fire, but he could smell it even without his preternatural senses it’d be hard to miss. Or maybe that was a way it tried to throw off its exact location, the audience had surely noticed that Ittindi hadn’t even bothered to look at the spheres of flames. He realized this a little after one of the audience members threw a tomato at his head. He dodged it without looking, and the realization hit him. As he looked over at the burning pitch occasionally, enough to entertain the crowd. His Young Master would be able to see clearly Ittindi wasn’t really looking.

”Why, Young Master how do you like my newest purchase. Your tax dollars hard at work.”

Ittindi was of course joking, but all rich people hated taxes, the only people who hated them more were poor people. He doubted that he’d ever be able to provoke his Young Master into any action, they had spared to many times. He didn’t know how much longer he’d be able to keep up only using his items.

He hadn’t seen the armor his Young Master was using today, he wondered if it was more effective against ranged fighters. It hadn’t occurred to Ittindi that this sparring was just as useful for his Young Master, he had assumed these sessions were to help him as a favor. Ittindi recognized the mask, he had seen it once, though memory of its uses escaped him. Better to aim for the armor first, feeling weird not being able to shoot miasma to slow down the Young Master.  How long would he hide his magic from the world it had been more than half a year, the only people witnessing it at Amaforth.

WC: 408/1,012

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#4Knuckles Shi 
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The Brotherhood of traveling hands [Knuckles vs Ittindi] Empty Today at 4:31 pm

Knuckles Shi

Knuckles Shi watched the three-shot burst fire from the new gun of Ittindi propel towards him. With ease, the Daemon twisted and weaved on. Instantly, the crowd's roar surges as excitement palpably spreads through the air caused by the view of this fast exchange. He couldn't help but smirk under the Vizard Mask, feeling the familiar adrenaline pump through his veins.

As the bullets whizzed past, Knuckles couldn't help but grudgingly admire the great maneuvering of his old friend. That new gun has a nice kick to it, he thought impressed. He could see that Ittindi had invested in quality, and it showed in the weapon's precision.

"Excellent work, Ittindi! For once using the money wisely earned," Knuckles yelled across, the voice laced with playfulness. He knew Ittindi was trying to keep things light, but Knuckles was always ready to ramp up the intensity.

The smell of pitch burning and the flaming spheres everywhere did nothing but add to the general air of chaos. But to Knuckles, he did not mind; that was just what he loved dynamic battlefield with one strong opponent and a delighted audience who came to see a show. He could feel it in their energy; he was more than ready to give them something to remember.

Clenching his hammers in his fists, Knuckles decided it was time to give the pace a shove. Ittindi might be testing his new gear, for all Knuckles knew, but Knuckles was here to test himself and to remind his friend of one or two things about why they were in the arena together.

Knuckles would start to run trying to avoid the flames as he did so now making a beat for Ittindi, he could toss his hammers sure, but he wanted to see if Ittindi had grown faster since their encounter. Knuckles had, but not a noticeable amount.  He was still striving to bring his speed up to the rest of his physical attributes.  

It would not take the Daemon more than a few seconds to reach full speed as he charged at Ittindi, this time he would not try and dodge the man's attacks if they came he would let them hit just to keep his speed.

WC 376
TWC 879


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