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 Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 8:31 pm
As a group, the Life hunters were not that close.
Most of Leon's time was spent in training and taking care of the lab's research creatures and getting bereaved by Dr. H and/or Caelius. That is whenever either one decided to pester himself by "gracing him with his presence." It was like some sort or cruel, post high school form of detention.
With all the life hunters taking up tasks in other squads and the information net that Dr. H had growing with new information and data, it was time for more battle practice. The Life hunter group mission was still untouched. The lasers and almost death like trap setup just may have been too off putting.
But today was a different day, a day away from duties that was taken care of well in advance and allowed the brunette to gain some peace of mind in the relatively quiet training room. A chance for Leon to relax and meditate and think about what the future may hold here in between all the missions and bitching.
Little did he know that the peace was short lived and this time, it wasn't going to be because of the male dragon voice in his head.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 9:03 pm
Peace? What peace? Peace was for suckers who didn't look as good as Leon and Robert. Peace was for those sissy Life Hunters in the cafeteria right now, on their lunch break, sharing a pot of tea and delightfully gabbing about the new specimens they had received from the last mission.
Peace was not meant for men like Leon and Robert.
He barged into the training room, destroying any possibility of peace that Leon could have hoped for, and punched the fellow Life Hunter right in the shoulder.
"Sup, sucker."
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 9:40 pm
Leon should have figured that the finer arts of meditation was lost on those that did not practice it. the sense of floating away from ones body, to not think about anything and being one with all that was around. Robert's fist wished to be more than one spiritually, but physically too as the boxer's eyes flew open and braced his arms behind him before he was able to fall backwards in front of the crass hunter he had to call teammate.
"I don't know, trying to achieve mental tranquility Robert, what about you?" he asked sarcastically and proceeded to stretch out his half asleep legs on the floor. The day that he caught Robert doing something less than being a jerk or a d**k. he was going to have to walk around in the buff, or even in a short skirt.
"So what brings you here slacker, I thought you'd be busy doing stuff. like your girl for instance."
No it wasn't the former Zeta members irritation showing. Nope, not at all.
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 12:50 pm
Nothing about what Leon said sounded like an insult to Robert. He grinned ferally, and shrugged. "Lookin' for a fight. What else? I can't always be boning my girl, man. She needs time to breathe, you know?"
Robert gave him another playful (HA!) punch to the shoulder. "So, what do you say? Wanna d**k around with our weapons? See how much of a slacker I am - hey, maybe you'll even get a lucky shot in. Who knows? Stranger things have happened."
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 1:13 pm
Either Robert was just bored as hell, or Petra kicked him out of her room and the most unbelievable choice of all.
Robert was serious about doing some training.
Any chance at finding nirvana today was shot once the fellow life hunter struck at him again and Leon opened one bleary eye at Robert. "Right man, breathe."
He was so in the doghouse.
Either way, the man still asked for a challenge and it was only fair to kill some time with him now. "If you really want go at it, then why the hell not." he reasoned out loud and picked himself up from the ground. having to look up at Robert just..... didn't seem kosher in any way. It didn't take long for him to wipe at the imaginary dust at his pants and yell at the disembodied voice in his head to wake up.
-what what jackdammit, i'm awake. even dragons need their beauty sleep.- Nid whined back almost childishly at the prodding to rise and shine <uh, you don't have a body to reap the benefits of beauty sleep.> -...... my statement still stands.-
"Right, now that sleeping chomper is awake in my head, i think I'm ready to knock you down a peg or two mate." he said back in a sneer before circling around the brazen mouthed fellow trainee. "Bring it bub."
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Nio Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 1:28 pm
Sleeping chomper.. what..
Robert took a nice, long moment to just stare, trying to figure out what Leon meant, before he took the coin out of his pocket and flipped it up into the air. With a shrug, he murmured "All right bro, try not to hit the face."
The batleth shimmered into existence, and Robert plucked it out of the air, resting it on his shoulder. "It's the moneymaker."
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 1:42 pm
Leon shrugged at Robert and his so called "moneymaking face." The boxer returned the stare of disbelief after hearing that and rolled his eyes. "Fine fine, just remember the rules for boxing then. No biting and clenching." he stated without even batting an eye at the newly revealed weapon and crushed the tooth in his palm and let the chainsaw free. "and above all, not hitting below the belt."
"Its my moneymaker."
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 1:45 pm
Without even waiting for a confirmation from the other life squad member, Leon went in for a lunge, Nidhogg was awake and glad to get some rev time in for once.
-vvrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-
"Cmon' look alive there Robert,the fight bell has already rung!" he called out cockily and continued to stab toward the bloke.
HP: 40/40
Dmg: 7
Chargemove: N/A
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Nio Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 1:48 pm
Robert tried to suck his stomach in and pull away when the chainsaw came at him, but several times he just wasn't quick enough. How was one supposed to fight against a chainsaw, anyway!?
The batleth clanged against the teeth of the saw, shoving it back one final time and slashing across Leon diagonally, blades hungry for flesh.
"I'm tryin', goddamn! What do you expect, you're flinging a ********' chainsaw at me!"
HP: 33
Damage: 5
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 2:11 pm
Leon watched as Robert began to dodge, it was just a tiny bit clumsy but it did the work, kinda. C'mon dance there Robert, show the ladies you can move left or right, and not just backwards." he said encouragingly and let out an appreciate whistle when he began to push back with his own blade.
The sparks between the two didn't last for long as the curved weapon found its way out of the lock first and came slashing at his own chest. "Oh says the guy that has the strangest curved weapon I've ever seen!" he barked back as he tried to roll away from the arc and nicked his side.
Thank Nid for that fear shield. He was still trying to bring the weapon back toward himself before attacking, recovery was always a b***h when it came to the vibratng weapon that just wanted to cause a rampage of damage in a single direction. "Yeah its a chainsaw, and even it has its weaknesses, don't forget that!"
HP: 35/40
Dmg: 0
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Nio Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 2:19 pm
Dance? He wanted Robert to dance? Oh, he could dance. But like hell was he going to let Leon goad him into -
Who are we kidding. He was totally going to let Leon goad him into doing an elegant arabesque followed by a twirl that landed a neat, thin scratch across Leon's cheek. It was small as a papercut, using just the tip of his weapon to scrape across, but it was the movement that mattered.
And boy, was Robert surprisingly dainty on his feet.
HP: 33
Damage: 1
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 2:36 pm
it wasn't so much the scratch that made Leon stumble but the way he got that scratch in. "You've been hiding some talent behind that crude attack style haven't you Robert?"
Very unexpected that the Life hunter could swerve and weave like a kind of deadly ballerina. If anything, it just made him smirk wider and swipe at the new mark with a slightly calloused thumbpad. "All right, no need to wear the kid gloves then."
Speed for speed seemed like the proper response as the boxer buckled down and dashed in toward the agile teammate and returned the nick to the other side of Robert's face with the tip of the saw blade.
"You broke your own rule first, no hitting the face."
HP: 34/40
Dmg: 1
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Nio Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 2:59 pm
"OI!"
Robert bent down and crouched, glaring up at Leon violently. All of the mirth in his face was gone. "I SAID NOT MY FACE, b***h! You never said anything about yours!"
The batleth shoved upward into Leon, followed by a grunt of anger.
Then he straightened up, and waved his hand around his face, with a crazed look in his expression.
"This, this right here, needs to stay pretty."
HP: 32
Damage: 6
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Bloodlust Dante rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 3:21 pm
-ooh that set him on fire meathead-
Observant Nidhogg was observant as Leon watched Robert go batshit over the little scratch. "A face is a face moron." he hollered back and winced at the slice at his bicep and Jabbed the hilt of his weapon in the hunters chest. "Besides, if you want to keep that mug of yours 'Pretty'?" he began between deep breaths.
"You'd best cover it up with a paper bag."
HP: 28/40
Dmg: 1
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Nio Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Dec 01, 2011 3:57 pm
"WHAT-"
Robert started swinging wildly, missing Leon completely in his rage. THAT WAS HIS LAST STRAW.
HP: 31
Damage: 0
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