Syuryuken Training Ground

She blinks, completely surprised by the man. "O-oh uhm. T-thanks..." she was not used to speaking to others, especially men. "S-she is the Lady Priestess of the A-air Kin.." She bites her lip, hugging her paintbrush to her chest.

What did she want with you? He totally caught off gaurd by the thought of her answering the question he had not asked yet. He stared at the shy girl waiting for a response. He was hoping they didn't want to go to war at a time He was really pressed for time so he created a full cosmic clone of himself and sent it off to handle some business.

She shakes her head, fiddling with the laces of her dress. "I don't know.. She said the Grand Priestess wished to speak with me.. I don't understand why though.." she tilts her head slightly. "I mean, I'm.. perfectly normal. I have no special strength.. My parents.. would be ashamed..." she shifts uncertainly, glancing up at him. Her voice was no more than a whisper, and her body remained tensed, as though she meant to flee at any sign of aggression.

Grand Priestess huh? Also why are you so tense loosen up your part of Pandora's Army besides I want you to do something for me okay? He smiled because in a strange essence he felt her magic powers, she was strong he just had to bring it out of her. He reached for something in his pockets to get something.

She watches him, quiet yet curious. "Maybe.. but.. I can't fight. I'm useless with a sword..." she looks down, fiddling with her brush. "All I can do is paint.. and play the flute.."

Vita pulls out a black piece of paper on it is writing in code only him and someone else knew about it in the realm.Take this to a man named Kaisork he owes me a favor. Give him your paint brush and he'll fix it up for you, also ask for physical arm and leg enhances. Vita sought to improve her hand to hand combat first then from there on she would see her paint brush due wonders.

"N-no! No one touches my paintbrush! It....... it was.... a gift...." her voice trails off and she looks away. "I don't need to fight. Aren't there other's who can fight?" She looks at him, her eyes blazing. "Don't men just look down on women who try to fight with them? 'Oh, it's a woman' or 'Just stay here, you'll only get in the way' or 'You aren't fit to fight'. That's all they ever say." She may not have been able to remember her past, but she would sometimes have moments of clarity, where she would remember a small thing from her past. It was almost as if someone was blocking her from remembering.

I wasn't asking little girl, I was telling your. By the way women are just as important as men to me, people who look down on others disgust me in every way. With that being said you have until tomorrow at this time to get what I told you done. If you fail to do this........ suddenly he for apparent reason he stopped, turning around and walking away he gave a waving gesture. Who knows what Vita was thinking, he's always got something on his mind like a never ending riddle.

She growls and grabs a rock, tossing it slightly in the air and catching it then hauling back and throwing it at Vita with a surprising amount of power and accuracy. She then spun on her heel, completely intent on returning to her home and forgetting all about this encounter. She had placed her paintbrush in one of her inner pockets. The nerve of that man!

Before the rock hit Vita disappeared and it hit one of the dojo masters window. All you could hear was fussing ,she had better run home if she knew what was good for her.


(3 star fighter type if she wanted to stay and fight)

She groans. Now look what he had gotten her into. She turns around and looks at the damage. She sighs. "Dick.." she said the word under her breath, but she prayed some how that he had heard her. She pulls out a small notepad and flips to a page that had a drawing of the dojo on it. She then touches the picture, her fingertip tracing the lines of the window she had broken. She then walks to the broken window and touches it. Instantly the window is fixed, while the one in her painting is now broken.

"Wow so that's your power huh fascinating who would thought!" He was hiding in plain site while suppressing his vast magic energy, he knew she wouldn't notice due to her anger. Simple psychology it was, he hoped she didn't get more mad at the fact the he deceived her. "Would you come with me please, I could really use your help and don't worry ill protect you with my life." The chance of a lifetime to be the righthand of 'The One'. It was getting late the sun was setting with and bright amber color to it, seemed to calm Vita.

She glares at him. "And why should I? What's in it for me?" Though she said this, looking at Vita only saddened her, because it made her think of Brink... But she wasn't about to let this man know her sadness. She had admired Brink from afar since the first time she saw him, and had painted him quite a few times. She hadn't brought herself to terms with his death yet, and so could hardly stand looking at the New "One" let alone painting him. She didn't care for the popularity she would have if she became his right hand woman.

“Hmm well experince is one thing but, the realm as we know it is about to change. War is upon us Maeve and I want us to be prepared for anything and what other way then training for it. I don’t want you or any other pandorian hurt , I will protect you all with my life.” How he said his words was such confidence and passion, he looked to the sky and looked back at her. “You don’t have to come if you don’t want to this im not forcing you to do. What do you say?”

She decided to question him. What did he know of his people? Her cold blue eyes took on an offensive look and her aura itself seemed to change. "You are one person. You've hardly been our One long enough for us to care about you, let alone for you to be strong enough to protect us all. I'm not stupid. I know about the outside world. The Risers, and that group of Runaways. I know of Colado, and his devious plot. I can feel the shift. The energy of the air itself has become charged, preparing for what is to come. You are a fool to say you will protect us all. You're idealistic and idiotic. Say perhaps if you were to go against the Dragons at Dragonspire by yourself, you would surely lose. For one, there are purely too many of them. I do not care how strong you think you are. The Baby Dragons are strong together, and I would hate to even think of what would happen to the poor fool that tried to face the Adults. One adult is already classified as an A rank creature, what should happen if they all come for you?" Normally, she would never say this much, to anyone. She did not care that he was the 'One'. Titles meant nothing to her. "Perhaps if the Leaders of the Four Races joined together they would be able to take Dragonspire, but one would surely only die." She shocked herself when she said this. She did not care for this man, so why should it upset her should he die? Perhaps that was the Perfect in her rearing it's head with a vicious roar. A beast she had suppressed for many years. Again, she felt that something was blocking her memories.

He saw she cared for Brink a lot, but that's no reason to disrespect him in such a manner.I think my recklessness is what kept me alive so far. I mean I was chosen for a reason right. I'm not saying I'm the strongest in the world but I do have a reason for everything maeve. I know Brinks disappearance has hurt you so but don't put all the hate towards me I'm here to help, I believe in my powers and so should you. Her eyes there was something about them that intrigued him, they were very pure like his. She was strong there was no doubt about it left in his mind.

She scoffs at him. "You don't know me. And I most certainly do not know you. I know nothing of your power, so why should I put my faith in you? As far as directing my grief towards you, well, you're just the perfect target. Everyone has a reason for everything, that does not make them right, that does not make them smart." She clenches her fists and the air around her seems to tremble, the colors seeming to change, if only slightly. "Help me? You wish to help me? Oh please, please help me. Come be my knight in shining armor, make me forget all my worries. Sweep me off my feet." she sneers at him. "Please, if I believed that even for a second, do you think I would keep myself closed off from people? If you really want to help me, leave me alone." she then turns on her heel and walks away, not waiting for his reply.

{Exits to Sunset Hill}

The news from the clone and Ciko just got back so he decided not to follow her. He thought that was best, she need time to think over things . He told hisself this but he didn't believe its the right thing to do. Vita teleported to dragonspire to confirm the news then other pressing matters. Stength he needed more power that's the most important goal right now.