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 Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 10:21 am
Miguel stood for a moment, confused. then it hit him. 'nice.' he hoped he read her actions right. he fired a small blast of energy, purposefully missing, by a fraction of an inch. he cocked his head slightly, glaring at Echo, waiting to see her reaction.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 2:31 pm
Echo Flung Harriot behind her and let out an overexagerated growl. She charged and tackled Miguel softly.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 2:41 pm
Miguel gave a smirk when he realized he was right. he hid this though. his face looked more like he was just being smug, than what it really was. he placed his feet at her chest, and pushed up only slightly hard. "bring it, dog."
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 6:34 pm
Echo rolled her eyes but obliged him. She backflipped, landing on her back and made it look like a struggle to stand.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 6:42 pm
Miguel grinned, as dark energy surrounded his arms. the grin was real, but he added a bit of sadism to it, to add to the charade. he faced Echo, and ran at her, slipping behind her, and whispered as he did so, "this is fun..." he grabbed the back of her neck, with fake force.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 6:45 pm
Echo let out a fake yelp and dug her back legs into his chest, Not so much fun...fun is when you kill your pray...
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 6:49 pm
Miguel let go, and jumped back a few feet, clutching his chest. he was slightly hunched over. he gave a painful grin. "nice... nice kick... he he..." he fired a small blast of energy at her, still cllutching his chest with his free hand. it wouldnt do any damage, just give her a slight push.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 6:55 pm
Echo let the blast hit her and she jumped, making it seem like she was blasted a few yards.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 6:59 pm
Miguel dashed up toward her, wrapping one arm around her neck, looking like he was choking her. he gave a few fake jerking motions, until he could whisper in her ear, "gimme a sign when we can stop..." he broke the sentence up, and said it in a way so that it just appeared as if he were just breathing heavily/erratically.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 7:02 pm
Echo moved imediantly. She used ehr forepaws to push out from his headlock and fell backwards.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 7:13 pm
Miguel moved as she did, pointing on arm toward her, in a threat to fire another blast of energy. he did realize it, he was really getting into this. this thought brought another smug grin to his face.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 7:32 pm
Echo was tired of it. She thought the point was made, but she'd play along as long as she could stomach it. She shifted to the side, presenting a moving target.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 7:42 pm
Miguel slowly started to sink into the earth. he fired a few small blasts at her. he'd probably fake a loss very soon. for now, he'd wait for a reaction from Harriot, or even Echo herself.
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 7:45 pm
Echo barked ferosiously at Miguel and bolted away into the trees as soldiers came to his aid, "Sir! were you hurt sir!?"
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 6:44 am
Miguel breathed heavily a few times. he turned to the soldiers, and shook his head. "nothing too serious." as he spoke, he was slowly carvin through the cracks that were still in his ribs. he needed to be as realistic as possible. as he did so, there was no sound, and he didnt physically react.
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