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Vampire_Blade_Stalker
.....to actually engage Captain Ace.
<.< Whoops. Kinda neglected this thread. Sorreh! D: ))
Ace aimed a punch at Hrisskar, and it was just only dodged with a sidestep. A flash of his daggers just
there.
A kick to his stomach. Very nearly winded. Hrisskar slashed again,
just righttt there, and
thereHe spun around Ace, slashing again across Ace's back, who realised that Hrisskar was behind him. A fist met with Hrisskar's face. Stunned. Staggered.
Then leapt forward, to Ace's side, rolling with another punch. It hit him in is shoulder, throwing him off balance. Balance regained, and another cut,
there.'By damn, this is some workout. I'm rusty.', he thought, ducking a punch...
...and failing to do so. He flew backwards about five feet, and came to a stop. He laughed. Getting up, he looked at Ace. "By god, that was some fun. I needed that."
Checking himself, and drawing a handkerchief out of his trouser pocket, he wiped his brow, and held it to his split lip, watching Ace, who seemed rather calm. He wasn't even breathing hard.
"However...", he continued, looking at Ace's clothes, "I think you'd be worse off than me, had I actually been serious with the daggers. Look at where your clothes are cut open. Chest muscles, arm biceps, back muscles, leg muscles, not to mention all the blood loss you would have received. And that, my friend, is why I mentioned spaghetti bolognese on my application. I trust you did get a copy of that from the Commander?"
He chuckled. "A good fight. The makeshift straw dummy I made doesn't provide that much of a challenge, as you could probably imagine."
He took his handkerchief from his lip, and looked at it. "Huh. Just what training have you been doing with that arm anyway, it's hard as bloody metal, for God's sake."
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