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 Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2021 10:35 pm
A sullen time of change and mentality effecting how one grows. One polite young student on a stroll, the other, distraught by ghosts and worries. When two of these young souls meet by the hands of fate, their destinies are together under the joy of ones enlightenment to fight, and the other, who wishes to help heal the ghosts away. Shall the winds of fate bring joy out of this? Only the time can tell. Setting: Streets of Vale. Takes place after classes those in this combat: Rowan Karmitchal V. Grimsley Hange Fighting type: Post counts will not be used to determine the fight, as this is meant to be a fair leveled, and even match up.
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2021 8:46 am
  Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief
What's up?: walking
Where am I?: Outside!
Who are my peeps!? no one at the moment
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Rowan was lost. It wasn't in the sense of direction for once. He was lost mentally, his mind an ebbing fog of disdain. He was trying to push back to the same faunus he was, when he had first joined the academy, but things were processing to an endless line of self-destruction. If it wasn't an anger or envy feeling to others, it was anger and guilt towards himself. Guilt, the biggest benefactor, was towards his team, with the secrets he had hidden, and the lies that kept picking up behind those secrets. The shame of his teammates finding out anything truly about him, terrifiesd him. Theft was his whole life.... And here he was, trying to redeem himself over as a better faunus. What a failure he was becoming. At least, that was how he had felt himself becoming. His team had good people... None of them deserved to be lied to about any of this. They deserved to know. How could he say anything though, when he was too far gone from saying the truth??
The day was one of those troubling ones, where nothing could leave him alone, and he was too physically tired to try and keep a happy face in front of his teammates. Rowan had woken up to suffication, and for all his worth, he had failed to try. He needed air. Outside was terrifying though, and for once, he was willing to risk being caught by the ones he had been hiding in the academy from. If they found him, maybe he could face his demons? Rowan just didn't care.
Making way into the streets, he kept his head down, hiding his ears under a hat. Pented up with his frustrations, the young faunus paid no attention to anyone around him. Whispering his frustrations under his breath certainly had no helpings on calming him down. To make matters worse, the people, the vehicles on passing, and the sounds of everyday life... Used to comfort him. Thia time around they had straight up made everything worse. It broke him from fast walking, into a straight out run into the nearest park, his hyperventilating picking up into a full blown panick attack. "Gaaah........ I'm no good.. I'm no good... I'm no good... Trash trash trash trash...."
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><>Ooc: Post Count: 70 Level: 0 Classes passed/failed: /0 Missions completed: 0 Classes Taken/ Current class: 1 //
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Posted: Fri Jan 15, 2021 9:28 am
   ☂ 𝙋𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝘾𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ▦ 10
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☂ 𝙒𝒊𝒕𝒉 ▦ Rowan x ☂ 𝙎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ▦ Available x ☂ 𝙒𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝙇𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕 ▦ 4 posts
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It was one of those weird days in the dorm room, Kuro as usual talked with his superiority complex towards him and Ocho while Ocho was just throwing books around and while Grimsly usually did not mind those weird shenanigans today was an exception, he wanted some time to himself and with a small smile he left the dorm room. It has been a while since he actually went to the city so instead of his usual spot in the courtyard he usually went to train or rest his mind he walked towards a park he used to like a few years ago and once he finally got there he tapped his cane on the ground and with a swift movement he lifted himself up on the cane, his hand was still holding it as he was completely upside down and perfectly still, Grimsly closed his eyes and focused.
About twenty minutes have passed since he got to the part and he could hear a voice coming closer and closer, Grimsly opened his eyes and saw a boy around his age having some sort of panic attack. at first, he tried to ignore it, it was not his business and it was not something he should care for, or at least that was his thoughts until he could not stand it anymore, he gracefully jumped from the cane while still holding it and landing on his good leg as he slowly walked towards him and with a shake of his head he said calmly “crying out here in the open and calling yourself that… it won’t solve anything, instead of telling yourself how shitty you are, maybe try to tell yourself to get better, you will go nowhere if you keep looking at what you are instead of who you want to be. I may not know exactly why you are in this state of yours, but even” he would rest a hand on his shoulder, he may not know who he is but if Grimsly himself kept feeling pity and sadness over his past he would have never got to where he is right now, seeing someone in a similar mental state to what he has been through is something he realized he could no longer ignore.
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☂ 𝙊𝙊𝘾 ▦ let me know if there are stuff to fix
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2021 3:46 pm
Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief
What's up?: walking
Where am I?: Outside!
Who are my peeps!? no one at the moment
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Rowans attention was chaotic. The running built adrenaline, and instead of helping him be relieved, it only shattered his already troubled mind. It was black to the vision, almost as if he had lost his glasses somewhere on the ground, running in full panic. The hat he had been wearing the whole time hung on for dear life, his pounding footsteps of stress loud there upon concrete. Where he had plans to run originally, he had no idea for that matter, he had no clue either how long he could fast walk, or for the distance he could carry himself. It was why, when he had arrived at the park, there was no recognition of anyone else being there at first. His heartbeat made it impossible for his ears to pick up at all that he wasn't alone. The pounding of it sent all the blood rushing to his head, with mighty tha-thumps taking up every bit of sanity he had been struggling to hang onto this whole time. Calling himself trash over and over had seemed to be the deciding factor, but admitting what he felt was only making that heavy shadow of guilt feed off of his emotions. God, was he drowning. He had no one to blame but himself.... What he needed to hear was someone else say it, just to confirm he was awful.
Apparently today was not that day.
However long this mysterious stranger had been in the area, it was unknown. He hadn't heard the newcomer approach for that matter, and the arrival had been one of a jump start. A kind hand meaning good intention, vibrant words had tried to break through the cracks. Instead of the potential help, it had rather set Rowan off in a tussle of doubt. "Had I the ability to fix my errors, or the bravery to be truthful, I wouldn't be lost in the first place. I am filth... Who doesn't have a place, no matter where I go. I had even believed I was getting better!!!
Finally looking up at the one to interrupt him, he had jumped a little to the sight of his unique eyes, the tussle of dark silver hair off setting from his skin tone. Was he a faunus? Or a human? Whoever he was, there was no need to be dowsing his secrets out. "It is too late to become better. Once they know who I really am.... The ones I hold dear will turn their back. I wouldn't blame them for doing so either... As for you... I would say to remove your hand, before my path of lies consume you next." Stricken by the negativity, Rowan had pulled his shoulder away, hiding his face under the cap. Gripping for his naginata, the crazed look of despair in his eyes were hitting him once more. Strike, strike, strike, strike... His blade was a blade of lies!
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><>Ooc: Post Count: 71 Level: 0 Classes passed/failed: /0 Missions completed: 0 Classes Taken/ Current class: 1 //
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Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2021 8:39 am
☂ 𝙋𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝘾𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ▦ 11
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☂ 𝙒𝒊𝒕𝒉 ▦ Rowan x ☂ 𝙎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ▦ Available x ☂ 𝙒𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝙇𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕 ▦ 4 posts
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Grimsly looked at the boy with slight sorrow in his eyes, he seemed in great pain and both his words and the heavy breathing showed it “but we don’t have the option to fix the past so instead of trying to hide it in the dark try learning from it. Whatever it is you did you can atone for it and learn from your mistakes, no one is beyond saving or too broken to be redeemed, even if you are left for dead in a river with a crushed leg you can still survive and adapt!” he would say seemingly out of nowhere, but it was what broke him in the first place and what made him into what he is today, if he had given up back then he would have been a hopeless crippled teen with no hope at all. Rowan then finally looked up and jumped in place from the sight of him ’of course… he would think but not say or do anything about that, it simply didn’t matter right now “fine… I’ll take my hand off” he said with a serious tone as he swiftly moved his hand from his shoulder and slapped him right in the face “SNAP OUT OF IT! If you truly think it’s too late to become better, you are indeed a worthless scum! Never just assume people will leave you because of who you are” he then took off his eye patch and glared right into his eyes “do you think people thought I was something special? They thought I was a monster and if I just gave up back then I’m sure they would have packed up into a group only to kill this blight on their village. If I ran away I’m sure they would have followed, so instead of running away face it! If those people you hold dear leave you than they don’t worth sh*t” he would say out loud as he backed away a few steps with a sigh ’sorry for being so harsh, but I seriously need you to snap out of it in order to talk to you normally’ he then wore his Eyepatch back on, he may have told Rowan to move on but even he himself didn’t completely move past it, otherwise why still wear the eyepatch? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
☂ 𝙊𝙊𝘾 ▦ let me know if there are stuff to fix
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Posted: Sat Feb 06, 2021 1:56 pm
Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief
What's up?: walking
Where am I?: Outside!
Who are my peeps!? Grimsley
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What had this guy before him been through? The words from this stranger had made sense at first, but they were a difficult approach to reach towards. Most could atone for their mistakes, but he had made too many to count. His team held respect for him, and in their eyes, he knew they trusted him. Perhaps thought of him like family. That thought only made him sink more. They were his family. The family he had always wanted. This man knew nothing about the dark. At least, that was what he had believed. It wasn't until this stranger had brought up something about a crushed leg, had Rowans ears perked up with confusion. "Was this eye-patched individual in the dark as well?" Wanting to look up and give them direct eye contact, he simply couldn't. This stranger held a vibe to him. One of suffering, but of an essence that made Rowan feel too little to approach in any way towards. That was a mistake he should have done the opposite of.
That hard slap.... Triggered.
At first, it as simple shock. Not the surprised kind, but more of the crazed and deluded animal that spawned it's fear by hiding. Rowan couldn't hide from this man, nor their actions. Their words that were meant to be of assurance had become one about their story. Their life. This man spoke of being called a monster. What he would have given to be called or have been considered as anything back then. Not some nobody who lived in a dumpster, unable to protect two people in his life at all from the harsh streets of Beacon. This man fought for what he believed in, and here he was, preaching words to a guy who was never truly a somebody, other than a pawn, and lately, just a guy hiding secrets. The word "friend," felt hollow. Hell... They didn't even know he was on parole this whole time. Tch..... Another roadblock. "I cant... No one can understand. Not even a stranger with a life as bad as mine, if I have it correct. The only way to repent... If I try.. is to get it out of my system..." Grabbing the naginata in full clutch, the young raccoon had stood himself to his feet. Eyeing grimsley, he had adjusted his glasses, bringing his naginata horizontal behind him, going down to a defensive crouch. With a bit of a sigh, he had activated his aura, the electric green surrounding him before vanishing to a thin line. "Show me the way of fighting for a salvation of tomorrow..."
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><>Ooc: Post Count: 72 Level: 0 Classes passed/failed: /0 Missions completed: 0 Classes Taken/ Current class: 1 //
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2021 12:01 pm
☂ 𝙋𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝘾𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ▦ 13
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☂ 𝙒𝒊𝒕𝒉 ▦ Rowan x ☂ 𝙎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ▦ Activated for the next 3 posts unless physical contact was made x ☂ 𝙒𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝙇𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕 ▦ 4 posts
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It seemed that his slap help Rowan snap out of his panic attack, he started talking like a broken man instead of crazed child ’good, you are starting to calm down’ Grimsly would think to himself with a small and gentle smile, he was glad he could help someone to at the very least get to the starting point of embracing himself “you are correct, there is no way anyone can understand exactly what is going on in your head, it’s something you can’t share even if you try. What you need is to accept that past and move on” he would say as he took off his eye patch again and pocketed it, seems like he won’t be wearing it any time soon as he glared at Rowan “get that anger out, take it out on me until you are able to get it out of your system and don’t you hold anything back!” Grimsly would open up his hands as his dark smoky aura flashed for a moment and while his body stopped showing his aura, his dark eye was still smocking, the clone was ready to take anything Rowan had to throw at him while the real Grimsly would wait at the side, letting him unleash his anger before they can begin to fight with somewhat clear head.
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☂ 𝙊𝙊𝘾 ▦ let me know if there are stuff to fix
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Posted: Mon Mar 01, 2021 10:27 pm
Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief
What's up?: walking
Where am I?: Outside!
Who are my peeps!? Grimsley
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How odd that a single slap could awaken ones senses into overdrive. The stinging turbulence of a minor amount of pain activating adrenaline to run it's course. An odd amount of a more cleared amount of stability to the mind... Or only just a little bit at least. In this sort of matter, it was a thin line between helping, and angering. A little of both had been placed, which was deep down appreciated, but Rowan wasn't going to tell him the full story. Not to a stranger. All these the words being said to him were nice and all, but this guy knew nothing about him. One could not truly help without getting the full story of one. He never gave anything away, but Rowan could at least take favour that Grimsly was willing to fight him. This had him take no time on acting about it, since in a defensive stance, Grimsly hadn't budged. Odd.
The man across from him hadn't budged, but then Rowan had stiffened up a little to the appearance of the dark and smokey aura before him. Almost jumping, in belief something was about to happen, when nothing had, it had left the young man in confusion. To his knowledge, he was still remaining there, ready for him. The fact Grimsly was actually somewhere to the side had him in the dark in that regard, but his ears got a weird step in that direction.Instead of focusing on it though, he was more focused to his target in front of him. Choosing to have no time to think, he pursued forward in his crouching position. Full speed, he made way for Grimsley. When he was close enough, that was when he went into the offensive, using the back end of his naginata from the direction of the ground, bringing forth the back end of the blade up into a vertical swing. The arc of the swing itself was ranged between the lower of half of his leg, and his shoulder.
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Posted: Sun Mar 14, 2021 8:00 am
☂ 𝙋𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝘾𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ▦ 16
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☂ 𝙒𝒊𝒕𝒉 ▦ Rowan x ☂ 𝙎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ▦ was willingly deactivated. 5 posts remaining x ☂ 𝙒𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝙇𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕 ▦ 4 posts
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ And here it was, Rowan finally got up on his feet with a face that looked forward instead of stuck in the same place, both Grimsly and the clone smirked as Rowan began dashing towards the clone at full speed but the clone stayed in place, taking the attack directly without even trying to block! Though something was off, right before Rowan’s attack hit he could notice the sinister and terrifying smile on the clone’s face as his eyes glared directly at him before flying backwards from the hit as black smoky aura appeared on it, protecting the clone from any damage “come on, you gotta give me more than that!” Grimsly said from the side, Rowan could hear that it was clearly not coming from the clone before the clone himself faded away. A few moments after Grimsly himself would finally be visible to Rowan as he hit the ground in front of him with his cane as he stood still , waiting for the next attack to come
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☂ 𝙊𝙊𝘾 ▦ let me know if there are stuff to fix
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Posted: Fri Mar 19, 2021 9:45 pm
Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief
What's up?: walking
Where am I?: Outside!
Who are my peeps!? Grimsley
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Rowan was charging in, but his opponent... Wasn't moving? Bringing up the back end of his naginata had a sure fire hit to it, and half expecting aura to bounce the weapon back... An interesting counter measure had taken into effect in it's stead. "Woah." What was that terrifying look in this guys eyes!? The smile set him into a cluster of confusion as the naginata had almost made contact. Smoke!? Had he fired a smoke bomb on accident again? When had Grimsley? Why was this smoke a thing at all?? It was not until he had heard Grimsley's voice from the side, had he realized he had been duped. "He can make two of himself, or he's speedy!"
Despite seeing the leg condition earlier from Grimsley himself, such things could still be possible. Rowan knew nothing about this opponent aside what was told. This smoking up and clone decoy ability was still a little lost on him because of the smoky aura that covered up the clone before it's disappearance. There he was though in the earlier spot he had felt off put by.
"If you were there the whole time, that was cool!"
Giving the compliment, Rowan had taken the next course of action, grabbing both hands onto the center of his weapon, awaiting to see if Grimsley was going to move or not. When he hadn't Rowan took another attempting shot, jabbing his weapon into the ground, and using it as a pole to try and jump kick at Grimsley from the right side of him.
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><>Ooc: Post Count: 74 Level: 0 Classes passed/failed: /0 Missions completed: 0 Classes Taken/ Current class: 1 //
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2021 9:05 am
☂ 𝙋𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝘾𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ▦ 18
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☂ 𝙒𝒊𝒕𝒉 ▦ Rowan x ☂ 𝙎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ▦ was willingly deactivated. 4 posts remaining x ☂ 𝙒𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝙇𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕 ▦ 4 posts
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Seeing his own figure getting hit like that was always a weird experience, it wasn’t the first time he saw it and most certainly not going to be the last, though seeing the expression on Rowan’s face was a great sight to behold and getting that compliment from him after made him smile “I was indeed waiting here the entire time, the thing you saw was just an illusion” Grimsly said calmly as he watched Rowan jabbing his weapon into the ground to gain some momentum for a jump kick, Grimsly’s eyes were dead focus on the kick as Grimsly lightly hopped to the right with his good leg while attempting to hit Rowan’s leg with his cane in a swiping motion from right to left. Either he hit him with the cane or not he would try to smack Rowan’s head with the edge of his cane from above “come now, let’s enjoy ourselves in this little spar!” ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
☂ 𝙊𝙊𝘾 ▦ would love if you could send me the old version of rowan’s weapon since I know the one on the profile was made after we started the fight ^^
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2021 12:16 am
Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief
What's up?: walking
Where am I?: Outside!
Who are my peeps!? Grimsley
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If he was here the whole time? How was his illusion able to make contact with him or effect him at all? Rowan couldn't help but be confused by this explanation. Then again, Grimsley was perhaps himself before the fight had enfolded. It was hard to tell. The illusionary trick was simply a brain whacker, that was for sure! He wasn't about to let such a trick faze him, hence the attack with a jump kick attempt. Grimsley had read the movement though, seeming to hop to the side rather quickly. To make matter worse, their counter had caught him right on the leg. "Woah!"
From the connection, the motion of Grimsley's strength was enough to send him spiraling back in the direction he had come from, the force enough to knock his weapon out of the ground with him. In a clumsy heap, he had managed to dodge the hit to the head, though had taken some aura damage from the cane and the collision to the ground, coughing at the dirt he was inhaling. "Yuck..." Spitting out dirt to the side, he forced himself to his feet, planting his feet firmly to the ground with both heels pressing back hard to the ground itself. Getting a little annoyed with all the dodging about, this kind of person was out of his comfort zone entirely. "There's got to be a way around this..."
Rushing forward from stubbornness, with the naginata positioned with both hands on it, and upon his left side, Rowan looked as if he was going to try for a forward jab once again like he had before. When he had closed in on Grimsley however from 2 feet range away, instead of a forward jab to him, Rowan had changed his pace up, instead going for a horizontal swing of his own from left to right, following his steps with the swing to change his position. On the edge of the swing, he had brought the back end of the naginata up, rotating it over his shoulder to use the back side for a diagonal attempt towards the left, in attempts to try and catch Grimsley by surprise.
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Posted: Sat May 08, 2021 12:44 am
☂ 𝙋𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝘾𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕 ▦ 23
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☂ 𝙒𝒊𝒕𝒉 ▦ with Cereby, Diana and Lux x ☂ 𝙎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ▦ 3 posts remaining x ☂ 𝙒𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝙇𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕 ▦ 4 posts
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ His counterattack worked splendidly, he was still trying to read Rowan and his battle style, only then would he know how to properly counter his attacks. From what he could see right now Rowan was quite predictable with his movements and a bit clumsy ’I shouldn’t underestimate him, I have yet to see anything’ Grimsly thought to himself as Rowan was charging in what seems like frustration, he seemed like he was going for a jab and Grimsly prepared himself accordingly but then he quickly changed his pace and slashed horizontally at him which caught him off guard, Grimsly quickly changed the position of his cane to stop his slash, but he was still hit with it, only blocking part of the damage as his aura flashed in dark smoke. ’tsk’ Grimsly was visibly frustrated by this before Rowan changed his position for another attack from above ’an opening!’ Grimsly thought before he quickly ducked as low as he could while spinning clockwise to build a bit of momentum before he tried to swipe Rowan’s legs with his right leg (healthy leg), after that he would quickly raise from the ground and try to hit an uppercut right to his stomach, using the momentum to make the punch even stronger ’he seems to know a few things when fighting in a one versus one battle, I am sure he will surprise me even more if we keep this up’ Grimsly thought to himself quite excitedly, he couldn’t wait to see what he could do!
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☂ 𝙊𝙊𝘾 ▦ let me know if there are stuff to fix
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Posted: Sun Jun 20, 2021 7:19 pm
Team: TRRA ///// Racoon Faunus///// Student///// Ex-thief
What's up?: fighting
Where am I?: Outside!
Who are my peeps!? Grimsley
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Why couldn't they have thought to challenge through a more stealthier game!? Like hide an seek, for example!!! More stealth than brawn, Rowan had felt this battle starting to turn tides towards Grimsley. The faster, more parrying fighter had been making a lot of movements that made openings hard to come by, given his weapon. "This weapon..." The very thought of this thing, and it's awkward length, was troubling, given the lack of defensive space there was for maneuvering. Such a thing was also effecting the next coming moves, one of which had been countered not by the leg spin, but by the punch.
To the leg sweep, the moment Grimsley had ducked down and began the spin at the attempted leg sweep, Rowan had to cease the direction of his weapon, ceasing the diagonal attack by pressing the weapon to his chest, bringing both feet over the leg sweep with ease. What couldn't have stopped Rowan was the timing of the attacks pace, his weapon taking the impact of the upper cut, which had in turn, pressed hard against him, almost damaging his aura had it not been for him reflexively trying to counter push the force. To try and create a small amount of distance himself from this, he had to take advantage of pressing back, hopping back on one foot by a could of steps, the moment his foot had made contact with the ground. "Have to buy some time for myself to adjust to the style... Hopefully."
Without a word, his own green aura had began to activate around his hands. Rather than say what was happening, the young man had began rubbing his hands together, more in an awkward fashion withy the long weapon in the way, before bringing both his hands up towards himself, recovering himself in his own aura. What had he done exactly? He had activated his semblance upon himself. For what his semblance did? Twas something Grimsley would only be able to figure out through more of their fighting. As for Rowan, what he himself had known, was that it was risky to be using this on himself, with no team to back him up, but in secret, he had always wanted to try it out this way!!! "More in the face... Less fleeing mistakes..." It was all he could say in his mind, all while pressing forward like before, bringing his long weapon around the back of his neck, hands raised on both sides of his head, grasping the weapon tight. It may have seemed to be like he was pulling a clumsy accident again by the rushing, but as he got himself in range, Rowan began proceeding. One moment he was standing, the next he had lowered to a heavy slide, rotating the weapon around the top of his head towards Grimsley with a propelling spin, before switching up the tempo, changing the propelling spin to a right to left diagonal slice from air to ground. What was odd about it was the trailing of him sliding hard against the ground itself. Rather than making and grunts of pain from the traction, only the mere wince was there... Though he was still managing to keep that calming smile on his face, with but a small twitch at the corner of that smile.
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