Frigid droplets of water bounced against Bounds cheeks. "Dam weather!" After going through all the hardships wit
Her arm reached for the door knob, but not seen enough, it flew open. Bounds instincts kicked into hyper drive, a marvel of an acrobatic feet took place. First to avoid the door, an action similar to a pirouette had been achieved, next her other foot landed on the door to stop its momentum, finally her right hand grabbed the knob from underneath, in an uppercut style, this was in order to regain her balance.
"Due to your quick thinking you have unlocked the
"Your graceful movements under pressure have increased your
"Merge skill has been unlocked [juggling]"
(Juggling? I kind of get why, but how am I suppose to use it?) "Eh sorry about that!" "It is not like you could have known there would be someone behind the door Wind Storm!" "That may be true, but Cloak, it's proper manner to apologize to those you have wronged." Bounds silently watched as the two in front of her debated in a refined and intellectual manner. (Wow she is a beauty!) This was the other reason Bounds remained silent. The girl named Wind Storm had short teal hair, which somehow gave her an air of classiness. The earrings she had on were modeled after a certain anime characters, whom is highly Intelligent, and has an awesome portable mini computer. Now that she thought of it that girls hairstyle was the same, but somehow more radiant. More than anything her eyes beamed with several colors. (Wait !?So that is how the prism eyes appear?)
"Um hello miss are you alright?" Bounds was so captivated by Wind Storms appearance, that she was unaware they had finally stopped debating with one another. "Yeah I am fine." Her shoulders slightly slopped downwards as she finished her shrug. "I would like to introduce my self! My name is Cloak, and the young lady over there is Wind Storm." "It is a pleasure to meet you!" Wind Storm bowed her head in a gentle nod." "Err, umm, I am Bounds, meeting a pleasure like you is great!" "Huh?" in a confused state of harmonized unison, this simple word escaped both their lips, as Cloak and Wind Storm stood there stunned. Meanwhile blood rushed to Bounds face coating her cheeks in pink, which was quickly turning to crimson. "I meant it was a pleasure to meat you aswell." "So that is what you meant, little fire bird!" (Wait what did he just call me?)
As a formal apology Wind Storm, and Cloak had agreed to help her purchase proper rain boots, but when they offered to pay the fee, she had to refuse up front. In the past she had accepted such an offer from a close friend, years later they got into a huge argument, and her friend said the only way for them to remain friends was for her to repay the debt with interest. At the time her friend was in huge finical trouble, but Bounds was barely making enough to cover her own rent, how could she even think about paying back any loans at the time. If it was the current her it would be a trivial matter. She had discovered one of those old streaming sights, and by chance made a video playing an old console game. It just so happened that it was the 150th anniversary of that console, and the 90th anniversary of that game series. Nostalgia was a huge thing, you would think that people from that era would be long dead, while that was true, even to this day some movies have stood the test of time, giving way to new generation to view them. The thing about video games was even if the technology was rapidly advancing, it was still worth it to go back and play old games, some of which are a lot harder than todays games. The result of the video she uploaded, of her playing a game which was nearly a century old, was still netting her a huge income from views alone.
"Well this does not clash with your hair, and it seems practical as well." "He is right you know, not only are the practical, but they have a great durability value!" Bounds had no complainants. "I will take this, kind maiden." "Right way miss!" (Was it just me or am I starting to speak more like those two?)
After leaving the store. "You know, I think it may be beneficial for us to form a party." "I agree with Wind Storm!" Cloak's head went down in a slight nod as he spoke those words. Too many thoughts were filling Bounds head at the time, the most dominant one being. (That is just to embarrassing!) Her weapon of choice being the main reason, and the second being how classy these two were. "I guess I can give it a go." Bounds gulped as she relayed these words. "Wonderful it is a blessing to be one with you!" At Wind Storms words, Bounds imagination, cradled her with indecent thoughts. (Get it together Bounds!)
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Wind Storm and Cloak were dumbfounded the moment Bounds pulled her weapon from the depth of her backpack. They stared at one another. "This must be some sort of pun?" "I would have thought the same aswell Cloak but!" Making a gesture with her hand Wind Storm directs Cloak to Bounds battle. " No way is that even possible?"
Due to the new
"Is this even humanly possible?" "Well maybe, were there not those old records of people with real super powers in the military?" "Oh come on Cloak, there is no way any of that could possibly be true. After all these years do you think they could still hide something like that from the public?" "Maybe your right, but you do remember the best way to hide something is in plain sight." "Plain sight? Well there is a slim possibility."
While those two were caught in another debate, a message had appeared before Bounds eyes.
"With a swift reaction, and a deep understanding of physics you have unlocked the merge skills [Hop] and [Jump]"
[Hop]: With proper footing you are able to side step enemies attacks. Higher
[Jump]: Can be used both offensively, and defensively, it can also be used for exploration.
The more points in
Higher points in
Bounds ball created an arc, as she spiked it in mid air. She was taking full advantage of the newly acquired [Jump] skill. With keen eyesight she was able to see enemies from a great distance, as she slowly came back to the ground. The arc from earlier, had been aimed downwards, in order to strike one of those distant enemies. Jagged fangs hung from its mouth, saliva plopping to the ground, creating a shallow pool trail as it moved forward. Its claws though thin, were in no way brittle, but instead shimmered, as the light reflected off of them, it was clear these could tear flesh rapidly. Had these been it primary traits, then it would have been a foe to be reckoned with, but it was to small and adorable to pose any real threat.
Its beady eyes reflected Bounds image, Bounds was coughing, not from an attack, but from the shedded fur which the wind had tossed into her face, well more precisely her opened mouth, as she could not help but try and say "Too cute!", but got interrupted at the first o. A deep pain intruded the center of her stomach, blood slowly trickling downwards, dying a few blades of grass a fresh crimson. (Right it still an enemy!) "Dam squirrel, I will have my revenge!" From the squirrel's perspective, it was the one that wanted revenge, after all, it had been eating, and suddenly a strange round object pummeled its face, spitting it into the stream as a result, then watching as its meal was washed away by the rapid current.
Wind Storm and Cloak debate finally came to a halt. They had become mesmerized by the battle taking place. From their perspective it was like watching a ballet. Every time the squirrel's claws came within range, Bounds pivoted away using the newly acquired [Hop] to its fullest potential. Every now and then she would leap into the air, and kick the ball harshly downwards towards the squirrel. Most of the time it would hit it square in the face, but every now and then, the squirrel would reflect the ball back towards the descending Bounds.
The battle was so evenly matched now, that both parties were likely to be greeted by the grim reaper at any minute. (Eh!?) Bounds ball had gone way off course, if she did not get it back soon she would lose this battle. There was no means for her to do that however, the squirrel was much more agile than she was. "Dammit what can I do?" A thought of inspiration suddenly flashed through her head, as she remembered a skill which she had yet to test.
The distant ball was coated with a shimmering white light, which was only visible to Bounds. (This is a lot harder than I thought!) Wobbling, the ball unsteadily rose into the air. The closer it got to her, the more steady the ball became.
From behind the squirrel was rammed with the ball, confusion plastered on its face, but unlike before the ball did not simply bounce away, but instead created a pendulum effect. This was an endless assault, which only left the squirrel's corpse remaining.
"You have unlocked the
Bounds
Level 3
Skills Lv 6 [Weapon Balance], Lv 2 [Crafting], Lv 1[Trial and error] locked/passive, Lv 1 [Soul crafting], Lv 1 [Soul embedding], Lv 1 [Soul force], Lv 1 [Juggling], Lv 2 [Jump], Lv 1^ [Hop]