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Post by curlyq on Jun 4, 2009 10:56:52 GMT -5
Angel Herondale got up from the empty kitchen table. For some reason, she had been getting up late these past few days, which meant late training into the hot sun. She had managed to talk her dad out of it for now though, because she needed to pick out her weapon. Alec's was a crossbow, Isabelle's was a whip, and Jace's were knives, or anything he could possibly get to. Angel Sighed to herself and pushed open the door, and walked to the weapon room.
The weapon room was filled weapons of all shapes and sizes. Jace, Isabelle, and Alec always stopped by here before going to kill a demon. Angel curled up her little hands at the thought of demons. She had seen many of them in her life, but none that she would get to fight. It was all too dangerous, and she was too fragile, but she wanted to scream at everyone. She knew that she was fragile looking but her teachings were nothing fragile. She knew how to behead someone with a wave of whatever weapon she had. She could run very quickly, she had angel blood, and some even said that she was stronger than her parents ever were. If that was so, what was Angel's power? Clary's was to create ruins that aren't in the book, and Jace's was to jump from, or out, of whatever. Angel had nothing.
She reached the Weapon Room and peered inside, hoping that someone would be there, but when she opened the door no one was standing on the other side. Now who was going to help her?
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Post by ADMIN on Jun 4, 2009 17:42:19 GMT -5
Isabelle was walking randomly in the direction of the library. As she passed the weapons room door she noticed that it was open a crack. No one ever leaves it open at all so that means that whoever that was in there was either a threat or... well Angel, she didn't reallly know how things worked yet. but Isabelle wasn't going to hold that against her.
Isabelle, with one hand on her whip, slowely opened the door. Sure enough Angel was standing there looking at all the weapons with a puzzeled and almost uncomfortable look on her face. " Hi sweetie, is your father making you pick out your own weapon now. Oh this is just so exciting! Do want my help or should I leave you alone, I know that picking out a weapon is sort of personal." Isabelle ramboled hoping that she could stay and assist her neice in picking out her first deadly weapon.
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Post by curlyq on Jun 4, 2009 17:54:40 GMT -5
Angel was still concentrating on the wall, when she heard someone walk by the door. That person, must have done a double take because soon enough, Angel heard someone's light footsteps behind her. She quickly turned around and saw Isabelle standing there, with a very eager expression on her face. Angel let out a sigh of relief. She wouldn't admit it, but she secretly wanted help, and Isabelle was her first choice.
"Stop your rambling Isabelle and come help me out." she said directing her hands in the directions of the weapons. "I am in love with the idea of a whip, because I have seen you work it, but I don't think it would be okay to steal your thing, but Alec has a crossbow, and you know, my dad can use whatever. So there is nothing left...." Now, it was was Angel's turn to ramble. She sighed and went across the room to the weapon wall, and directed Isabelle to follow her.
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Post by ADMIN on Jun 4, 2009 19:16:12 GMT -5
Isabelle smiled when she heard that Angel admired her and her golden whip. Angel was talking as if there were no other weapens left to pick from, which little did she know there are lots. " Angel, picking out your own weapon can sometimes be very hard. You need to find the weapon that fits firmly in your hand and soon enough it will mold itself into your soul and become one with yourself. There are a lot of different kinds here to pick from." Isabelle paused and pointed towards a sharp object with 4 different sharp points. It resembled a star " This is a ninja shurikan, and I know its got a funny name but it can do some serious damage." Isabelle picked one off of the shelf and threw it towards the thick wooden door. It flew gracefully and landed dangerously in the door " What do you think?"
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Post by curlyq on Jun 5, 2009 12:02:13 GMT -5
Angel stopped rambling when Isabelle picked up something, that looked like it should come straight out of Naruto. It had seemed, that Angel had picked up her mom's love on Anime and drawing, and just picked up her dad's looks. "It does seem like picking out a weapon is over done to me. Why can't I just use different things every time? Why do I have to be tied done to just one?" Angel had never grasped the concept. It felt like, if Angel picked out her weapon it would be like a ceremony. They would be bound to her, like what? Marriage?
"I like it. It reminds me of Sakura off of Naruto!" quickly reprimanding herself, "You know? The pink chick?" Angel wasn't all to sure whether Isabelle knew about Naruto enough to memorize the character's names. Angel picked up the weapon a threw it, aiming at a certain point in the wall and missing it... "Maybe, I shouldn't go with this weapon," She wondered whether Isabelle could tell that Angel had missed her mark by a land slide.
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Post by ADMIN on Jun 5, 2009 16:14:49 GMT -5
Isabelle laughed lightly at Angel, she thought the same thing. That if you picked one weapon, you'd never use a different weapon. " Most people--excluding your father-- that use different types of weapons aren't as good at using them. Say I were up against someone that used all different types of weapons and they were using a whip. They would not be as well educated as me with using a whip so I would obviously win." she said the last part with a smug smile.
" That just might be the weapon for you Angel, but don't pick one yet there are plenty left that I want you too see." Isabelle searched her mind for a weapon that would suit Angel when she noticed the too shineing circles on the wall. They were Hodges chakrums. Wouldn't Jace love it if he could teach his daughter too use his trainers weapon? Wouldn't hurt to suggest. Isabelle reached onto the shelf for one. cradeling it gently in her hand she quickely released it into the air. It swirved around and hit several things just before isabelle caught it again. "This is a Chakrum. Do you remember hearing story's of Hodge? Well this was his weapon, and I think that he would have wanted Jace's daughter too have them. There are still more if you are unsure but this one I think is a keeper, but trust me when I say this, it is extremely hard to learn and only the best of warriors can use it."
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Post by curlyq on Jun 11, 2009 2:15:38 GMT -5
Angel listened intently to Isabelle. She surely knew what she was talking about, because she had the experience of 20 or so years. Clary, loved the whole excluding her father part. She had heard that he had been great with all his weapons, but no doubt, Isabelle could beat her dad by whip on whip combat, "You know you could beat my dad if you two ever got at it with whips," Angel said a smile plastered on her face, "You and I both can say he isn't that great with that weapon, his skill is more with any kind of knife," She said imagining her dad with a whip.
Angel's smile was wiped off her face as she thought of Hodge. He was such a tragic tale, and Angel almost wanted to cry every time she heard his story being told. "I don't think that," she said backing away from his weapons, "I am sure that he would want someone that he knew to keep with his legacy
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Post by ADMIN on Jun 27, 2009 16:55:26 GMT -5
Isabelle thought for a second. She knew that Hodge would love for any decendent of Jaces to use his beloved chakrum but oh well. " Well think about it, I know that it might not seem right but you will know the weapon when you see it." Isabelle said trying to keep hope. Isabelle searched the walls for a suitable weapon, there were the basic swords but they were just so.. boring. Another caught her eye. Nunchucka's very affective and dangerous and definatly suitable for a 14 yearold girl. She grabbed them off the wall. " These are nunchuckas they don't look like they could do much damage but if used properly they can be turned into a powerful weapon." She smiled. Isabelle grabbed both ends of the nunchuka and did a short pattern for Angel. Word count: idk
muse: meh
Listening to: Some guy cutting his lawn outside =P
Credits: moi
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