04-27-2018, 04:35 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Some may think that Killua was mad with power, but they couldn't be more wrong in that regard. If anyone was mad with power it was either his father or Illumi that were close to something like that. The assassin didn't care about gaining power all that much anymore due to the factor that he was incredibly strong already. He doubted that any clanner would be capable of taking on the likes of him without risking their own life. Those that lived in Snowbound and had come across the horrific scene a couple weeks ago now realized this as he could easily kill those that could try and attack him with the intent to kill. Of course the scene had been stated that it was an accident and nothing else. Instead, in actuality, it had been the factor that he had killed those two innocent animals and had practically left nothing behind for them to leave their loved ones. Killua had nearly vomited after that moment when he had returned back to his cave only to leave again so that he could recover himself at that very moment. Killua did desire some form of power when it came to the thought of taking care of his brother. The black tiger was a lot more powerful than maybe he could ever be, but if he doubted himself for too much longer he would probably drown in his own grief that no matter what he did he couldn't come up against his brother. He had to do something, and his recent training had been minimal for the most part. The way that he trained himself was a lot different than what the clans would most likely use int hat regard. The assassin had no reason to show other's how he was training, as again that would give them leverage on who he was. A factor that he couldn't have left in the open if his family decided to pay him for a visit in any shape or form. Killua also had been training a lot less because his body simply couldn't handle it. The wildcat hadn't been eating or sleeping, and sometimes that wouldn't be that much of an issue. However, his condition had been going on for the past several days so that it was actually affecting his body where it was making it almost impossible to train himself. He knew that he was doing this out of the fit of guilt out of the crime that he had committed. Still, most of thosoe that lived in Snowbound didn't think ill of the deputy, especially after what had happened with the Typhoon. Some maybe even considered him to be a hero for saving them against the Typhoon, but Killua would have laughed in their faces if they had used that term to describe a murderer like himself.
The young male was strong enough to take down creatures that were several times his size already. Some of his powers weren't working at the moment, but that was fine with him because he could easily work around a strategy to make sure that he couldn't be overtaken that easily in a fight. He had killed dragons, mythical creatures, all of them were in the same as anyone with some anatomy knowledge would be able to have the ability to kill someone. It wasn't exactly hard in that regard, and something that he clanners seemed to forget altogether. Compared to those that acquired powers over their lifetime, Killua, such as rest of his siblings, had been born with a couple powers to start off with. Those powers being his air elementals and his conjuration. One was a simple power while the other one was used as more as a utility to help him travel and to avoid being tracked constantly. Being born with a power meant that there weren't really any proper means for him to be able to use such a power in the first place. It was incredibly difficult for him to become an expert with the power, but over time he was able to get a handle on it. The assassin was a prodigy after all, which meant that it wasn't extremely difficult for him to accomplish. Using those two powers were almost the same as breathing for Killua, as they didn't require any thought to be able to work at the same time. With the way that he fought others, Killua relied on his speed and his claws to do the work for him. Facing larger opponents he couldn't rely on brute strength alone, but if it was an animal that was smaller or around the same size as him, he wouldn't mind throwing that specific opponent around or figuring out how to break a bone either. He was a ruthless fighter, and most of the time he fought to kill compared to a clanner who would fight to try and knock out an opponent or just try to make them run away. Wars weren't won with mercy after all. Something that Killua knew all too well, especially with the field that he had been in. Killua knew Izuku, although he didn't know the other all that personally all things considered. Not a surprise as he didn't know a lot of others except for really their name. He had no reason to learn about where they came from or who they were unless he perceived them as a threat in the future. Killua was the type that would simply go exploring the territory in order to get his mind off of something. He had already mapped out the large expanse of the territory by heart now and knew the different landmarks that were placed. Which now was almost becoming a bore to him because it was the same stuff happening over and over again. The assassin wondered if he should go exploring other territories again. Maybe the Ascendants. They were nice enough to let him explore the observatory so maybe they would allow him to do it again. Either way, as he was patrolling one side of the territory, he heard voices in the distance rather than smelling Izuku right off the bat.
His air elementals doing its work as usual as he leaped from branch to branch before he spotted three animals off in the distance. Two that he knew and one that he didn't. Compared to Izuku, Killua had his own means of using electrical elementals. It was basically his staple as a power, but right now he wouldn't be able to use it if he even tried. His body worked like that of a battery, so he would need to charge himself up using an electrical device to be able to his powers, and he could only use them for a short amount of time on top of that. The assassin did have a handicap when it came to his powers, but it was because electricity was fairly lethal in that regard. If the other's didn't feel the electricity that was in the air, making the air feel almost charged, then the other's were blind to that factor. Oh? Who had made the air feel like that. Izuku? Maybe, or it was the other male that he didn't know. The one that looked kinda similar to Izuku but not exactly. He didn't like the vibe that the other was giving off. The albino serval laid himself down on a branch that was directly above the group, assessing the situation. It was obvious that something was going on with Izuku, but did Killua care enough to care to figure out? Even if he didn't, it was still information that he could use for previous interactions. "You look like you're about to have a mental breakdown more like it." The deputy would say in a calm voice as he looked at the maine coon. He flicked one of his large ears as his metal claws shined in the light of the sun. Maybe he was a little bit too blunt, but that's how he always was. His sapphire blue eyes did turn to the angora though. "And who are you?" Killua questioned the other. He usually kept tabs on who came through the border, so this meant that the other had arrived while he wasn't around. That made Killua uncomfortable, but he didn't show it.
Some may think that Killua was mad with power, but they couldn't be more wrong in that regard. If anyone was mad with power it was either his father or Illumi that were close to something like that. The assassin didn't care about gaining power all that much anymore due to the factor that he was incredibly strong already. He doubted that any clanner would be capable of taking on the likes of him without risking their own life. Those that lived in Snowbound and had come across the horrific scene a couple weeks ago now realized this as he could easily kill those that could try and attack him with the intent to kill. Of course the scene had been stated that it was an accident and nothing else. Instead, in actuality, it had been the factor that he had killed those two innocent animals and had practically left nothing behind for them to leave their loved ones. Killua had nearly vomited after that moment when he had returned back to his cave only to leave again so that he could recover himself at that very moment. Killua did desire some form of power when it came to the thought of taking care of his brother. The black tiger was a lot more powerful than maybe he could ever be, but if he doubted himself for too much longer he would probably drown in his own grief that no matter what he did he couldn't come up against his brother. He had to do something, and his recent training had been minimal for the most part. The way that he trained himself was a lot different than what the clans would most likely use int hat regard. The assassin had no reason to show other's how he was training, as again that would give them leverage on who he was. A factor that he couldn't have left in the open if his family decided to pay him for a visit in any shape or form. Killua also had been training a lot less because his body simply couldn't handle it. The wildcat hadn't been eating or sleeping, and sometimes that wouldn't be that much of an issue. However, his condition had been going on for the past several days so that it was actually affecting his body where it was making it almost impossible to train himself. He knew that he was doing this out of the fit of guilt out of the crime that he had committed. Still, most of thosoe that lived in Snowbound didn't think ill of the deputy, especially after what had happened with the Typhoon. Some maybe even considered him to be a hero for saving them against the Typhoon, but Killua would have laughed in their faces if they had used that term to describe a murderer like himself.
The young male was strong enough to take down creatures that were several times his size already. Some of his powers weren't working at the moment, but that was fine with him because he could easily work around a strategy to make sure that he couldn't be overtaken that easily in a fight. He had killed dragons, mythical creatures, all of them were in the same as anyone with some anatomy knowledge would be able to have the ability to kill someone. It wasn't exactly hard in that regard, and something that he clanners seemed to forget altogether. Compared to those that acquired powers over their lifetime, Killua, such as rest of his siblings, had been born with a couple powers to start off with. Those powers being his air elementals and his conjuration. One was a simple power while the other one was used as more as a utility to help him travel and to avoid being tracked constantly. Being born with a power meant that there weren't really any proper means for him to be able to use such a power in the first place. It was incredibly difficult for him to become an expert with the power, but over time he was able to get a handle on it. The assassin was a prodigy after all, which meant that it wasn't extremely difficult for him to accomplish. Using those two powers were almost the same as breathing for Killua, as they didn't require any thought to be able to work at the same time. With the way that he fought others, Killua relied on his speed and his claws to do the work for him. Facing larger opponents he couldn't rely on brute strength alone, but if it was an animal that was smaller or around the same size as him, he wouldn't mind throwing that specific opponent around or figuring out how to break a bone either. He was a ruthless fighter, and most of the time he fought to kill compared to a clanner who would fight to try and knock out an opponent or just try to make them run away. Wars weren't won with mercy after all. Something that Killua knew all too well, especially with the field that he had been in. Killua knew Izuku, although he didn't know the other all that personally all things considered. Not a surprise as he didn't know a lot of others except for really their name. He had no reason to learn about where they came from or who they were unless he perceived them as a threat in the future. Killua was the type that would simply go exploring the territory in order to get his mind off of something. He had already mapped out the large expanse of the territory by heart now and knew the different landmarks that were placed. Which now was almost becoming a bore to him because it was the same stuff happening over and over again. The assassin wondered if he should go exploring other territories again. Maybe the Ascendants. They were nice enough to let him explore the observatory so maybe they would allow him to do it again. Either way, as he was patrolling one side of the territory, he heard voices in the distance rather than smelling Izuku right off the bat.
His air elementals doing its work as usual as he leaped from branch to branch before he spotted three animals off in the distance. Two that he knew and one that he didn't. Compared to Izuku, Killua had his own means of using electrical elementals. It was basically his staple as a power, but right now he wouldn't be able to use it if he even tried. His body worked like that of a battery, so he would need to charge himself up using an electrical device to be able to his powers, and he could only use them for a short amount of time on top of that. The assassin did have a handicap when it came to his powers, but it was because electricity was fairly lethal in that regard. If the other's didn't feel the electricity that was in the air, making the air feel almost charged, then the other's were blind to that factor. Oh? Who had made the air feel like that. Izuku? Maybe, or it was the other male that he didn't know. The one that looked kinda similar to Izuku but not exactly. He didn't like the vibe that the other was giving off. The albino serval laid himself down on a branch that was directly above the group, assessing the situation. It was obvious that something was going on with Izuku, but did Killua care enough to care to figure out? Even if he didn't, it was still information that he could use for previous interactions. "You look like you're about to have a mental breakdown more like it." The deputy would say in a calm voice as he looked at the maine coon. He flicked one of his large ears as his metal claws shined in the light of the sun. Maybe he was a little bit too blunt, but that's how he always was. His sapphire blue eyes did turn to the angora though. "And who are you?" Killua questioned the other. He usually kept tabs on who came through the border, so this meant that the other had arrived while he wasn't around. That made Killua uncomfortable, but he didn't show it.
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