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 Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2017 7:04 pm
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2017 7:22 pm
Kire walks into this.... Temple honoring the battle and blood sport. Whatever its called. The long dim gray haori hung off her shoulders of the black modern take of a short kimono dark gloves and thigh highs with coots. Hair pulled back and a fox like smile and passive look. She held the hilt of a long katana belted to her waist. She had come out of retirement to dust off the rust of her aging if there ever was any battle skills.
She looked around for her assigned combatant. The odd being known as a Gaian Terrorist thought to play ball and fair using only her keen mind and tatc to try and win today. However losing also is a valuble lesson.
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 6:25 am
Clash Fah stood out-side the temple, staring at the closed gate. Cupping his hands and bringing them to his lips, he took a sharp in-take of air. "Let me in!" he bellowed. Hardening the thick bones over his right hand, he punched the door leading in-to the temple, causing the wooden door to skip a-cross the temple floor. The top edge of the giant door headed straight to-ward Kire's throat.
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 12:38 pm
click.
The thumb pushed the guard of her katana outward. The right hand drew the handle and in a single elegant drawing stroke of the katana cleaved the wooden door to each side of her. The doors own momentum aided in this single clean cut sending the halves of the door to each side of her in splinters at this point. Kire resumes a relaxed posture and slides the long blade back into the scabbard.
" That was rude. " She said something more sarcsitic than genuine. The battle is on it seemed so she hoved her right hand over the handle of the katana assuming a drawing stance. Speed and the draw is a good opener and deterrent. Getting to close or hasty could be fatal if Kire drew.
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2017 2:29 pm
Clash Fah put his left hand up, turning his torso to the right. He bowed his head be-fore God, turning on his left foot, and swept his right foot in front of his body. Turning counter-clock-wise, he swept his left foot round, doing a complete three hundred and sixty degree spin. Balling his right hand in-to a fist, he extended his right arm, dashing straight at Kire. At least thirty cubits and a span separated the two combatants. Clash Fah had already seen what Kire had done to the door with her katana; thus, he did not take her drawing skill lightly. He kept this in mind as he attempted to close.
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2017 10:30 pm
Kire needed to draw out the battle lines, she prefered longer battles. The longer it went on the greater her success would become. Kires greatest ability is her analytical mind being a genius tactician rather than a simple brawler. Her keen eyes watched the man srat towards her but trying to allude her by using a multi form technique however this gives her some data, speed and maneuverability. Kire didnt draw but darted off towards an oppsed direction from the two versions of her opponent.
She has this impressive speed using great leg work she vanishes from sight one step closing a distance. It is more of a leap than running as she used her leg power to move away yet displays control by being able to halt herself from her speed to put her in a edged corner of the room with enough space in front of her for a draw technique. Kire set the trap if her foe wanted her, he would have to come in that proximity to the length of her sword swing with limited space to surround her or get behind her since her back was to a corner.
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2017 11:51 pm
Running straight after Kire, Clash Fah extended finger-length bone claws from each one of his knuckles. He twitched, grunting in pain as his humerus bones became bloody blades that came out of his palms, which he gripped in his hands. As he reached Kire, he crossed his ossified arms in an X-formation, leading with his right fore-arm. Waiting for Kire to draw, he anticipated blocking the katana strike using his dual bone blades. Then, uncrossing his arms while supinating his wrists, he attempted to slash Kire's throat with his right blade and catch her in the eyes with his left. He used the bone spines coming out of his knuckles to ward off attack, and catch or deflect the blade depending on when and how Kire used it.
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