Post by Yuka Senshi on Dec 6, 2013 14:45:33 GMT -5
Out in an Ionian forest, a pond lay undisturbed. It's waters so calm it acted as a mirror for those that looked in to it. Birds chirps were heard through out the area. Crickets, frogs and other animals made the scene all so majestic.
At one of the edges of the pond sat Yuka, looking into it's reflective waters. Deep in thought, Yuka stared into his mirror image, internally reviewing the things he had done in captivity, trying to justify his actions. He spent hours staring into the water, trying to return back to how he was, trying to forget what he did to all the people he fought, trying to forget all the lives he had taken. Everyone of their faces started to run through his mind, their bloodied faces were worse scars than any of the ones located on his body.
Senshi went on to thinking about what he could do with his life. Without a proper schooling he would have problems finding work. There was nothing he was able to practice other than his fighting style while he was in captivity, he didn't think he'd be able to reenter society ever again. Nobody would be able to look him in the face if they knew of the things he'd done to survive. Thus, he sat at the pond, contemplating what to do next.
Last Edit: Dec 7, 2013 2:42:39 GMT -5 by Yuka Senshi
The 8 Limbed Muay Thai Demon, Yuka Senshi. I'm here to take you straight back to hell with me!
Post by Tao Fei Long on Dec 14, 2013 1:50:07 GMT -5
The Ionian Elder, Tao Fei Long, walked through the forest that day on his way back to his dojo after attending to some duties in the capital. His pace was slow as he enjoyed being surrounded by nature and all those who lived in it. It was during this trip that he noticed a young man sitting at the edge of the pond, staring intently into the pool of water. Tao looked around to see if he was with anyone before he walked over to the pond himself. The old man took a seat next to the younger man and took a meditative pose. Here he looked at Yuka, breaking the long silence.
"You have the looks of a man who has lost his way."
"I will show you how little age means."-Tao Fei Long
Post by Yuka Senshi on Dec 14, 2013 4:27:55 GMT -5
Yuka heard the man approach, but did not move an inch. Only his eyes moved as the elder appeared next to his reflection in the water. Exhaling, Senshi closed his eyes and spoke back to the stranger.
"I wouldn't say it has been lost...taken is more accurate. Though, I do not believe I had ever found my way in this world."
Though he did not know him, his posture gave off a friendly aura around him. The pose he took reminded him off elders in his old village. They would gather outside and sit just like he was, remaining silent for hours on end.
"How could you tell?"
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Post by Tao Fei Long on Dec 15, 2013 1:58:52 GMT -5
The old man looked into the surface of the water and stroked his beard thoughtfully as he spoke.
"I have seen that same type of look countless times. Though the faces may be different, but the meaning of the look stays the same. I myself have had the same look on my face in the past. It is the look of one who has had a life changing event occur in their life that they are unable to immediately adjust to."
The master looked at the younger man and then shifted his gaze to look at the heavens above.
"I can not pretend to know the details of how your way of life was taken from you, but it is clear you are no stranger to physical conflict and battle. But that is neither here or now. I am willing to lend you my ear if you so desire it, perhaps I can offer some guidance to aid you in finding your path again."
"I will show you how little age means."-Tao Fei Long
Post by Yuka Senshi on Dec 15, 2013 2:44:04 GMT -5
Yuka, looked up a tad, tilting his head so he could see the man clearly from the corner of his eye. Wisdom. Wisdom was the first word that came to his mind when he looked at the man. Senshi had nothing to lose by telling this man his story, even if the man was disturbed by what he heard, he didn't seem like the type to act rashly. Sighing once again, he spoke out in an ashamed tone.
"I don't know if you can set me on my destined path, but I also do not know if you can't. Many men have lost their lives because of me, some I regret taking from, many I do not. My friends, were of the some I do. I killed them with my own hands...just so that I may survive..."
The fighter stopped for a moment as images of his friends flashed in through his mind. Images of how they use to play and have fun, then images of their bodies on the ground, covered in blood. He shook his head and tried to remove those memories from his mind.
"I do not know what to do with my existence, my entire life I have been fighting, killing to survive. Now I do not fight, and I do not kill, all I do is survive. I can not return to where I was born, for I fear my people will not accept the man I have become, the murder that I am. Thus, I sit here, with you, not knowing what I live for. Not knowing my path."
The 8 Limbed Muay Thai Demon, Yuka Senshi. I'm here to take you straight back to hell with me!
Post by Tao Fei Long on Dec 15, 2013 3:29:09 GMT -5
The old master listened quietly to Senshi's tale. After he was done speaking Tao nodded, a look of sadness in his features. When he spoke, it was with a tone of understanding, a tone of voice that many people were accustomed too from the elder.
"I do not pretend to be ignorant of some of the darker things that mankind is capable of. But it is of no surprise that there are those who live a life like that. Kill or be kill, I know of one place that holds that ideal highly."
Tao folded his arms looked over at the man.
"But here you are, after all is said and done you are no longer set to that ideal. You are alive, even though you may be lost. And with that life you carry one of the most sacred gifts man can have."
The old man held out his hands palm upwards.
"Do you know what that gift is boy?"
"I will show you how little age means."-Tao Fei Long
Post by Yuka Senshi on Dec 15, 2013 3:42:08 GMT -5
Sacred gift? What could the man possibly mean by that? Yuka never thought that he was blessed in any way. He never excelled at anything that would make him think it was some sort of divine gift. The question puzzled him, he couldn't think of anything that was sacred about him. After moments of thought, he looked over to the elder, turning his entire head this time, and asked for the answer.
"I do not. What gift do I possess elder?"
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Post by Tao Fei Long on Dec 15, 2013 4:31:52 GMT -5
Tao smiled gently and stroked his beard.
"It is a very simple my boy, but a great one none the less. You possess the gift of choice."
The old man gestured at the forest around them.
"The possibilities for you rival the number of leaves in these trees and then some. At this time, there is no person forcing you to follow a path that you do not wish to walk. No man telling you right or wrong, other than yourself."
He pointed at the various paths and trails that dotted their surroundings as he spoke.
"Would you walk the path of the merciless killer, or the path of the wandering mercenary. Are you one who would take up the tools of a artist, or seek hermitage as your path to enlightenment.The hero or the loyal bodyguard, or the teacher of others. These and more are the paths open to you right this moment."
He then reached down and brushed the surface of the water with his fingertips, causing the ripples to disrupt the reflections of himself and the younger man.
"But how can you see those paths with your eyes turned backwards to the past and inside yourself. Self reflection is good for you, but not if you lose yourself in it. Look forward, and walk towards the horizon, for the path of life is never truly lost."
"I will show you how little age means."-Tao Fei Long
Post by Yuka Senshi on Dec 15, 2013 5:45:53 GMT -5
The wind blew by as the man spoke, his words filling Yuka's thoughts. He considered every single option the elder listed, not being fond of a couple, then considering a few others. Perhaps he could teach his fighting style to all who would chose to learn. Maybe he would wander the lands and protect Ionia's people from the very thing that ruined his life. Or, he thought, he might just go and settle in a small village, learn how to paint and live the rest of his life doing that. All these choices went through his mind. He couldn't decide which one seemed right for him. A small gust blew some of the leaves down from a nearby tree, landing all around the pond. One leaf, found its way into Yuka's hand.
"I do not know which path is for me.."
As the elder disrupted the pond's tranquil water, he came to a realization. He did have the gift of choice, however that did not mean he had to use it immediately. Looking back down into the water, his reflection was distorted, slowly molding back into its original shape. Like Yuka, the water had an event that changed it from how it once was, but it was also changing back to normal, as if the distortion had never occurred. Now, examining the leaf he thought of what the man next to him just said, 'The possibilities for you rival the number of leaves in these trees.' Though he was unsure of what path to take, he knew he had to try and find it, rather than waiting for it to come to him. Placing the leaf in the water, he watched as it drifted out into the pond, wading in the water, unsure of which way it will be taken.
"Though I am not sure of what path I must take, I now see that living in the past is not the way to the future. I must search for my path in the present, for it is not in my past."
After he spoke, he was silent. Drinking in all of what he had just said and all of the things he just thought, allowing them to sink into his mind and develop more. As the silence continued for a few moments, he turned again to the man and addressed him.
"Who are you elder? What is your name?"
The 8 Limbed Muay Thai Demon, Yuka Senshi. I'm here to take you straight back to hell with me!
Post by Tao Fei Long on Dec 16, 2013 3:06:03 GMT -5
Tao watched the young man's face as he shifted through his thoughts. It was easy to tell that his words has reached Yuka in his heart of hearts. When asked who he was the old master placed his hands together and bowed slightly to Yuka.
"I am Tao Fei Long. Master martial artist of the Chi Long school and member of the Council of Elders.And what may I call you my boy?"
"I will show you how little age means."-Tao Fei Long
Post by Yuka Senshi on Dec 16, 2013 3:19:46 GMT -5
As Tao introduced himself, Yuka bowed much more than the elder, trying to show as much respect to him as he could. He hadn't been aware that he was talking to such a highly ranked person of Ionia. Yuka almost felt embarrassed to not have bowed earlier.
"I'm Yuka Senshi. Former slave tournament fighter, now free man."
His introduction seemed lacking to him, so he went on, trying to give more information about himself.
"Known as the 'Eight Limbed Demon' for my unique fighting style."
The 8 Limbed Muay Thai Demon, Yuka Senshi. I'm here to take you straight back to hell with me!
Post by Tao Fei Long on Dec 16, 2013 22:47:29 GMT -5
Tao stroked his beard thoughtfully as Yuka introduced himself and his former "occupation". Nodding in understanding Tao as if he found the missing piece of a puzzle.
"Ahh, that explains much."
The master then motioned to Yuka's limbs with a casual motion.
"Hmm Eight Limbed Demon. If I were to hazard a guess, you style would include the use of knees and elbows. Am I correct?"
"I will show you how little age means."-Tao Fei Long
Post by Yuka Senshi on Dec 16, 2013 23:02:40 GMT -5
Looking at his knees, then elbows, he shook them, trying to loosen them up a bit after sitting for so long. He stood up and took half of his usual stance.
"Yes, the more bone concentrated parts are what I choose to focus on using most."
Yuka rolled his elbows, loosening up a bit more.
"How'd you figure that out?"
The 8 Limbed Muay Thai Demon, Yuka Senshi. I'm here to take you straight back to hell with me!
Post by Tao Fei Long on Dec 17, 2013 0:22:42 GMT -5
Tao stood as well and stretched. He looked up at the other mans face and smiled.
"When you have trained as much as I have, you pick up on the subtleties of the bodies of the others around you. The ribbons tied on your biceps, they are to regulate the circulation to your arms, probably to lessen the pain you feel in battle. And the other wrappings are more than likely to keep your bones together in case they break."
He pointed at his own fore arms.
"Most people don't even think to wrap their forearms." The old man throws a punch in the air, his form showing no error."Because they normally use their fists or hands alone. So it makes sense that one would if they use a different part of their arm, just in case. You can do some hefty damage with a style like that."
"I will show you how little age means."-Tao Fei Long
Post by Yuka Senshi on Dec 17, 2013 0:54:48 GMT -5
The ribbons were loosely hanging from his biceps at the time, he hadn't needed to tighten them in a good while. His wrappings seemed warn, obviously they had seen much abuse from the past years. He watched as the man threw a punch into the air, he noticed that there was plenty of power behind it, not because of Tao's effort, but because of his perfected form.
"Its crazy what you can know just by looking at somebody."
Yuka took his stance on fully now, getting ready to demonstrate his technique in front of a master of martial arts no less. He extended his left foot forward, however there seemed to be no pressure on it. His foot continually bounced up as if he was planning to kick with it. He raised his arms and bent them to a 90 degree, his elbows at around chin level. After a few moments of being in form, he struck the wind as if it were his opponent. He shifted his weight onto his left leg before bending his right leg and swiftly bringing it forward, his knee becoming the focus of this strike. The knee stopped where the oppenents ribs would be before the leg bent back to normal and planted on the ground. When his leg was on the ground, he shifted his weight on to it and used the shift to bring his right elbow down to where the neck would be with terrifying strength. He performed the small combo as if he was really going to hit something, though it was not perfect, it was impressive considered he taught the style to himself.
"When you're fighting for your life, you tend to want to do as much as you can. Heh heh.."
He returned to his more relaxed stance after the display, now looking back at Tao.
The 8 Limbed Muay Thai Demon, Yuka Senshi. I'm here to take you straight back to hell with me!
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