Kayne stood there, in a moments pause.
it was ironic that Yuffie, this little girl where to tutor them.
Though. she has seen way more action the Kayne had, at least up until this moment.

The person with the baton, obviously had it set to on higher then stun, as the large creature in front of them, seemed rather in pan as the thing was turned in.

how the f@#k do I use these pretty little toy stones of yours?!'
Was asked of him, Kayne took a step forward. Taking his staff from its resting place on Kayne's back.
He turned towards the man, and grinned "Like this"

Kayne stood slightly sideways, as he looked at the staff's slots. There sat now 2 yellow material in it, as well as the green one he got earlier.
His grin grew, as the staff's head began to glow.
"Lightning - Bolt-1" Kayne's voice stated, and a mere second later. A large bolt of blue lightning fell from the sky, hotting the creature in the back of its head. Sending it into temporary spasm.

Kayne took a few steps backwards after his attack hit. "Its simple, feel the Materia, don't expect it to do anything. Focus on it, and on the target. And it will do the rest" he grinned ot eh person with the Baton.

Location: Cosmo Canyon - Item Shop - Cosmo Cave

Tokugawa Yukio, throughout his life, always got his way. His mother, a woman who was obsessed with riches, appearance, reputation, and her son...well, it created quite a good mix for the lad. Whatever her darling, beautiful child wished for, he received on a diamond-laced platter. Yet, as Yukio grew into a more 'mature' adult, his desires were no longer focused on tangible items, but intangible ideas. He wanted, what he couldn't possess. All the money in the world couldn't buy him the affection of his childhood crush, and it couldn't pay off her warrior fiance from marrying her at the altar, either. Money couldn't buy him honor, and it couldn't buy him self-worth. Yukio had to learn it the hard way, that things worth having...are things worth fighting for. He didn't fight in the past, but for the future...Hell hath no fury like a pretty-boy scorned.

In his quest for self-worth and fulfillment, he would find himself within the ancient surroundings of Cosmo Canyon. Now, this was a place with some history, some honor. Yukio couldn't help but find himself rather intrigued with the area, and took in the sights with enthralling eyes. But, Yukio wasn't here to sight-see, he was here to attend the meeting for the AVALANCHE organization, a rebel-group that turned themselves into media-created villains, and then well-loved heroes. Of course, not many actually knew the truth of their heroic acts. Yet there they were speaking to a crowd of hopeful and battle-thirsty individuals. Yukio was one of the many in that crowd, and he listened attentively. "There ain't no fame or glory here, only harsh and desperate battles to come. " Yukio's lips were tugged at the corners, allowing a grin to appear on his face. 'No glory, no fame...just fight after fight with no tangible reward. Sounds just up my alley.' Yukio thought to himself silently, arms folded at his chest while his eyes began to wander to the different shops in the area. Although, he did notice one thing about those shops...they all had ladders attached to them, due to the fact that they were not on floor-level. Yukio quirked a brow, he'd have to have a word with the morons who designed the architecture of this place!

After the meeting was declared over, Yukio decided he'd pick up an item over at what...he hoped, was the item shop. No signs, no posters, Cosmo Canyon was beginning to lose it's attraction all of the sudden. What a confusing place! Yukio shrugged his shoulders, and grabbed onto the first wooden slab of the ladder. He applied some weight to it, testing it's integrity. Yukio was too proud to admit his fear of heights, but it sure as hell was making itself known in his mind. He bit his lower lip, trying to shut up the fears eating at the back of his mind. He'd climb up that ladder though, he'd climb up it...fast! Once he pulled himself up at the top, all he could do was stare at the shop-owner and go: "If this isn't the bloody Item Shop, you're going to have to personally carry me over to it! Who designed this place?!"

The store-keeper, not having much of an answer, just gawked at the well-dressed man. The store owner managed to point to the sign above his head that said 'Item Shop.' Yukio sighed, shrugging his shoulders as he stepped closer into the shop, shrugging off the last remaining shakes of his fear of heights. Screw fear, he was Tokugawa Yukio, a legend in his own mind! Yukio snatched up one of the Soma's in front of him, glanced at the price tag and snatched up 500 gil from a pocket, handing it over to the man and walking away, without a word. Yukio made his way to the exit, and glanced down, eyes widening. Yukio never learned that lesson: going up...is much easier than going down. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and turned back to the shop owner. "When I come back to Cosmo Canyon, you mountain-climbers better have a shop on ground-level! ....I hate heights!" And with that, he carefully positioned himself at the top of the ladder, and, closing his eyes, climbed down that old, wooden, hand-made ladder as quick as he could.

Once he was at the bottom, he dusted his coat off. Yukio's attire was a prized possession in and of itself. He prided himself on appearing as pristine and presentable as possible, a habit learned from his mother. His coat was an ever-clean alabaster, his pants well-pressed and black, his boots made of polished obsidian leather, and his undershirt a silken turtle-neck, matching the color of his pants and boots. Someone might accuse him of having taken fashion tips from President Rufus ShinRa. Perhaps. He always did think that man was a sharp dresser.

'Well, I made it out of that item shop alive, now it's time to go take on whatever is dwelling in that cave.' Yukio thought to himself with a smirk, as he headed for the entrance to the Cosmo Cave. At least the cave was on an earthy-level!

Inventory :
- Gil [1000]
- Potions [x5]
- Phoenix Down [x1]
- Soma [x1]

Purchases :
- Soma [500]

A new warrior clad in white arrived arrogantly on the scene. Long blond streaks of perfectly kept hair flowed around his face, it screamed 'spoiled brat' and 'rich bitch' in every sense of the words. Unblemished skin met unblemished clothes, it was enough to make Sage sick. The undistinguished teacher acknowledged the new comer and tossed him another of the Avalanche care packages. Sage spun his baton impatiently in his right hand, making a whooshing noise as it wound around his fingers.

Tsk, he probably thinks HE'S here to save the day, Sage thought jealously, I won't give him the chance to even see combat! He continued spinning his weapon as he marched right up to the new 'threat', eyes never moving off the surveying white jerk. Right hand snapped at attention as he passed just in front of Yukio, the baton soared within inches of his face!

'Bahamut go,' he started calmly as he caressed the ruby materia with his thumb, 'show 'em what you've got.'

No sooner had the words separated from his lips when the orb spooled sporadically to life, a hue of red and amber glistened in the dark and dreary cave. Suddenly a round circle appeared in front of the summoning right hand, lines spun of their own volition forming ancient symbols. Line words formed like writing on a chalkboard slowly tracing their way around the circle, working further inward as they passed. Suddenly the large ritual in the sky stopped, flashed once. Then vanished leaving only a lingering memory.

The silence in the cave was humiliating.

'Psh, all that for a dud. Great work professor! So what's this other one do? Tell the baddies a ghost story, and hope they run away scared?!'

A low rumbled emanated through the cave, the sound sent shivers down Sage's spine. Earth and rock shifted in their dismal roots, shaking free and crashing in the distance. Sage let his right hand droop, finally taking it out of the stuck-up boy's face, realization struck him like a ton of bricks. And his left hand struck his face in disgust.

Maybe it did work, yeah...it probably did, he mused to himself, but did I expect it to materialize IN A CAVE?! A deafening dragon roar accompanied his thoughts, apparently the beast was trying to head his command!

[Status] - Sage Mallory

HP [125/125]
AP [125/300]
[Action] Summon Bahamut ... /)_-

Kayne
HP [250 / 250]
AP [150 / 200]
2nd round. AP + 50 = 200 again.
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The scythe wielder in the group took usage of a materia as well.
Shortly after, in came a new person, Kayne decided to make up his meanings about him later, as they had a battle to work out.

The one with the baton tried to use the materia, and was disappointed.
Kayne did not reply to his whining, he simply stood there with a grin.
As the apparent summoned creature WAS there, thus his instructions on the usage of the materia was correct.
However, summoning a flying creature in a cave... Interesting.

As the scythe wielder had been attacked by the night fang. Kayne took it on himself again to attack.

He sat his staff on the ground in front of himself, and focused his thoughts.
"Lightning - Bolt 1" He said with a loud voice.
The lightning as before, struck from no where, almost as there where a thundercloud in the cave at his bidding.
The lightning bolt hit the night fang in the back, again disrupting his nerve systems in a spasm again. Thought short lived.

Kayne looked at his materia, "Lets test this one out" he stated as the grin dissapeared.
"Steal" he muttered, as he ran towards the night fang, almost guided by the materia, instead of his own legs.
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Uses bolt x1 = -50AP
Uses Steal = -25AP

Kayne
HP [250 / 250]
AP [125 / 200]

Location: Cosmo Canyon - Forbidden Caves

Soft, repetitive thuds were heard, as Yukio made his way through the Forbidden Caves, a place of wonder, confusion, and warrior-driven tragedy. Yukio found the terrain of these surroundings a bit more favorable than the up-in-the-cliff-shop he had visited moments earlier. Yukio paused for a moment, examining the surface of the surrounding rocky walls. The color was what caught his attention, an emerald illumination covering the brown rocks. It reminded him of the mako springs he'd occasionally found in his travels. In some areas, there would be a surplus of mako energy, that rushed to the surface and formed a sort of 'crystallized spring,' beautiful to look upon, but equally dangerous as it was attractive. They say that a person who is not used to mako, could become overpowered, and die from mako poisoning. That was what concerned Yukio the most, that perhaps these caverns held within it certain dangers that the zealous AVALANCHE decided not to mention to their brave young comrades.

But, a person would tear Yukio away from his worrisome observations, and that someone...was familiar, indeed. "Yuffie! Well, well, what a surprise." Yukio grinned at the Wutai thief, subtly giving her the 'glance over.' Yuffie wasn't a bad-looking girl, and Yukio was quite glad to see her. He was afraid this quest for self-worth and honor would end up a complete sausage fest. As Yuffie handed him his starter back, Yukio found himself a bit too busy with his own thoughts of narcissism and ego-worship that he completely ignored Yuffie mentioning that he found him familiar, but didn't remember him. Yukio was the sort of man that boosted up his own ego by being, well...occasionally delusional.

It was only when he heard the not-too-distant roar of a massive beast that he managed to yank himself back to reality, and would quickly slap the two red orbs of summon materia into the handle of his battle rifle, which he still kept concealed at his side. The other items were just stuffed into an inner pocket. As Yuffie escorted him toward the battle before him, he couldn't help but wonder why his heart was not beating any faster. He was about to join a battle! Yukio shrugged off his thoughts, only to be disturbed by a dirtied kid, with some serious anger issues. The boy swung at him with a stun rod, and missed his flawless features by mere inches. Yukio, being a rather tall individual, just grinned down at the kid, and with his left hand, placed it at the top of his head, pushing him back and away from him, just in time for the kid to 'summon' Bahamut. Yukio couldn't help but laugh at the boy, especially after his attempt seemed to fail, horribly. "Tough luck, kid."

With his left, gloved hand remaining planted on the brat's head, Yukio would slip his right hand inside of his coat, snatching out the main body of his prized ivory battle rifle, and with a few following clicks, single-handedly would assemble his battle rifle fully, and would hold it out in front of him. If Sage hated him for being better and cooler looking than he was, he'd really hold a grudge after seeing the pretty boy assemble a battle rifle one-handed, glance through the scope, aim, and shoot.

To add a little insult to injury, Yukio would shove the kid back, and walk closer to the beast, yet keeping a safe distance between himself and the monster. Yukio had a varied style of combat, but for the most part, he preferred staying toward the back, and dealing long-range damage with his beloved ivory rifle. The kid with the anger management problem would have to be dealt with later, he had bigger fish to fry, so to speak. Yukio was going to need both hands to use his weapon effectively, and so he would press the stock against his shoulder, right hand on the trigger, and left hand holding it steady so that he could use his single-shot 'sniper mode.' With his right eye focusing through the scope, he'd aim at the beast's eye, and fire. After he felt the knock-back from that shot, he'd refocus on the monster's face, still aiming at the eye, or what may be left of it, and once he was focused on it, would fire again. Yukio didn't even grimace from the knock-back of his battle rifle, and repositioned it once more for one more shot. Ready, aim, fire!

Tokugawa Yukio
HP [125 / 125]
AP [100 / 200]
Actions: Attack x 1. Attack x 3 with possible criticals. 25x4=100.