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 Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 4:03 pm
Allen: Hmph. Enough talking. I'm not exactly a charming man, and I'm just fine with that.
He tosses another dagger at her.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 6:39 pm
Storm skipped out of the way of the dagger. SHe shook her head.
"No. You broke my bed so I am going to talk you silly."
A perfectly wicked smile flashed across her lips and was gone, leaving one wondering if they really saw what they saw.
"Or I'll have my daughters talk to you instead. Your choice."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 6:54 pm
Allen: Your "daughters" don't concern me. They see to have trouble getting into the shadows, so one who manipulates them can easily outsit them.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 7:06 pm
Storm snorted.
"You would get bored before they did. They need no food, nor water and they would have each other to talk to. They only eat sugar to keep up the pretenses of being humna. Which, they are not very good at."
She shrugged and took a step closer to Allen.
"Not that anyone ever notices the two."
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 7:21 pm
Allen: Oh? The two seem to be quite talented in making their presence known around here...
He holds his hand back, ready to throw another dagger.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 8:34 pm
Storm smiled, eyes firmly on Allen's face.
"Only becuase they wish to be noticed and only becuase you notice things well enough. Most pass them off only as furniture."
She took another step forward.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 8:53 pm
Allen: Well maybe you can make another bed out of them.
He flicks the dagger at her feet, immediately replacing it's place in his hand with another.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 9:02 pm
"Figuritivly, my dear lord, figuritivly."
Storm's smile showed just a tiny shadow of a hint of strain in it. She took another step forward, over the dagger, unconcerned. By now, she was almost to Allen; just a mere meter and a half away.
"May I ask, do you really have that many daggers, or are they just thickened bits of shadow, for lack of a better analogy?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 9:36 pm
Allen: I have twenty. But every time I throw them, they sink into the shadows and return to me. But I can manipulate them a bit more.
The dagger she stepped over sinks into the ground. He snaps his fingers, and the knife blade comes from the deck, a hair's breadth from her ankle.
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Posted: Sat Aug 18, 2007 9:53 pm
Storm gigled.
"Annoying, but ultimently, useless."
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 5:51 pm
Allen: Normally, but...
He snaps his fingers, and the dagger fired from the ground, towards her face.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 8:37 pm
Storm managed to lean back just enough that the dagger didn't take her face off, but it still managed to scrape a long, red gash along her cheek, and nose. Storm laughed.
"Clever, mister Allen, but you shall have to do better then that."
So saying, she lept the last few feet between them, bringing her long sword to bear near his neck and the dirk screaming towards his shoulder.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 8:45 pm
Allen laughs as a shadow comes up his neck, reaching out and "grabbing" the long sword, keeping it away from Allen's neck. He holds his still shadow-covered hand, and grabs the dirk. He smiles, not noticing the fact that the dirk had cut slightly into his palm.
Allen: Clever, Miss Storm. But you shall have to do better then that.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 8:49 pm
Storm grinned and finished her assualt with her true weapon: her body. She used her momemtum and slight weight to try and unbalance him.
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Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 8:52 pm
He pushes back on the last bit of footing he had, landing on a one-handed handstand, and putting his feet onto her chest and, kicking her into the air.
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