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 Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:06 pm
~Trisk grinned.~
"Of course, how rude of me. A true gentleman needs to initiate things for the lady, is that your implication? Very well."
~Trisk's eyes narrowed as he sprang forward, his feet blurring with the speed of his charge. Holding his keris low, he jumped at her, the twisted blade arrowing toward the shoulder of her sword arm.~
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:11 pm
Kuro leaped high into the air, narrowly avoiding his attack, twisting to the side she landed in a crouch then sprung at him with great speed, only to disapear and reapear above him, her sword high above her head, then bringing it down on him leaving minimal time to escape it.
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:17 pm
~Trisk realized that she was above him just in time to avoid a fatal blow. As he hurled himself out of harm's way, the blade caught his leg, leaving a gash on the side of his thigh. He rolled away from his assailant, reaching inside his cloak for three mismatched throwing knives. Holding them in one hand, he aimed them and let fly. They spread into a tight triangle that came at about chest hight, their speed making them difficult to see.~
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:23 pm
Kuro's eyes caught the glint in the air and jumped out of the way. As she stood she yanked a knife out of her left shoulder, flinching inside as she did so. She threw it into a nearby tree, embedding the knife into the bark. She smirked.
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:32 pm
~Returning the smile, Trisk glanced at the knife in the tree.~
"Those are some neat tricks you have. Care to play some more?"
~Sheathing his keris, Trisk reached under his torn cloak and pulled out his two butterfly swords. Bounding toward his smirking adversary with as much speed as his injured leg would allow, he initiated a flurry of attacks with the short blades directed at her chest and arms.~
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:35 pm
She manage to escape a few blows, but he left significant cuts on her arms. As they bled freely she flipped over his head aiming a swift kick to the middle of his back. "I havent even begun to play yet."
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:41 pm
~Turning to follow her progress, Trisk took the kick high on the shoulder blade. The force of the blow knocked him over and smashed him into the dirt. Rolling onto his back, he sprang to his feet and used the momentum of his ascent to launch a himself with his blades extended towards her torso.~
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:44 pm
She spun quickly, only recieving a jagged cut to her side. She brought her sword around as she spinned, aiming to undercut his knees.
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:54 pm
~Seeing the golden flash of her sword angling toward his legs, Trisk jumped upwards, his momentum carrying him away from his attacker. Landing in a crouch, he spun back around to face her, his blades held ready. Breathing a little harder, he smiled again.~
"You're very quick, you know. Any quicker and you might actually be faster than me... Maybe."
~Relaxing back into his stance, Trisk decided to let her take the offensive. Blades held high and low, he waited.~
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 8:57 pm
"Wolves need to be fast to stay alive." she smirked showing fangs. She took a direct assault and ran full body force into him. She aimed her sword at his neck
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 9:09 pm
~Trisk braced and crossed his swords, blocking her strike as the force of her strike pushed him back. While she was still pressing down he dodged backwards and sideways, leaving her with no support for her momentum. ~
"My, what big teeth you have... You know, I really can't resist the magical ladies."
~Relaxing a bit, he smiled and continued.~
"I couldn't bear to chop up that figure of yours any more. Would you like a drink in the Dojo?"
~He held his blades loose, but ready - he had no idea what she would do next.~
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 9:09 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 9:15 pm
She fell, but caught herself on one hand flipping herself over into a crouched position facing him. She smirked again. She sheathed her sword. "No, but thankyou for the warm up, I don't think I'd be welcomed at the dojo." She walk over to the tree with the knife embedded into it. Pulling it free, she launched it back at him.
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 9:22 pm
~His hand a blur, Trisk's hand shot up and caught the knife, holding it in his hand.~
"Well, then, I think that this is where we part ways, although hopefully not for too long - I do look forward to another, ah... warm-up."
~Trisk stepped backwards slowly and gave a last small smile. He spun quickly and was gone with a whirling of his cloak. All that remained was a slightly bloodied throwing knife stuck into the ground with the handle still quivering.~
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Posted: Wed Oct 13, 2004 9:26 pm
Kuro raised an eyebrow as he left. That was another man with a major ego. Her expression turned stoic once again as she walked into the brush, disapearing as though she vanished.
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