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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 3:38 am
Silver barely felt the light blow done to his Jaw. Upon release, he took to opportunity to compose himself. Taking a smal step back, he put his arms up in the guard position, leading with his right. Even though it probably wouldn't take any time at all, he didn't wipe the blood off his face, which was trickling down at a fast rate.
Nose bleeds suck. He needed this brief pause to take a quick breather.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:18 am
Keeping his body loose, arms drooping slightly, the man would breath in through his nose, focusing the air into his chest and then down to his stomach. Pausing briefly, he'd exhale harshly, forcing the air out of his belly with a low 'osu'.
Grinning, he'd feel revitalized, easily pushing back that sinking pain in his lower body. The man would quickly shuffle in with his left foot in front, arms up in his basic boxer's guard. If he remained uninterrupted throughout, then the man would throw two quick jabs with his left.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:11 pm
Blocking the punches with his right forearm, he shifted his left side forward, throwing two jabs of his own towards Shou's stomach. If they landed properly, he would immediatly make a right hook at his foe's head.
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Posted: Wed Aug 30, 2006 4:30 pm
As Silver stepped in with his left and threw his first jab, Shouyin would slide his left foot backwards, putting his right foot in front. In time with this, he'd bring an open left hand downwards, parrying Silver's punch down and to the half-golem's right as he brought his right shoulder out to the side.
Now, before a second jab or any sort of hook could come, Shouyin would push off his rear foot, snapping his shoulder back in as his right hand extended in a vertical fisted straight punch for Silver's already ******** up nose. His left hand would be held down and across the body in a check, basically positioned where it had been after parrying the first jab.
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Posted: Fri Sep 08, 2006 3:09 pm
Maximos Yike! ::Maximos hadnt expected an attack. Believe it or not this happened more times than he cared to mention. He'd be doing just fine and then all of a sudden...he's getting attacked. He never understood why. And yet here it was. Instinct acted before anything else. His right arm rose up to block the punch to his face. It was a standard defense, his right arm rose beside his face. While his right leg moved to stop the adventuring tail by simply stepping on it. Unfortunately this left next to nothing for his side and so he immediately took the hit to the side, grimaced just a bit and then jumped back. Funny. That smile seemed someone absent.:: Well Lady Festus, that wasnt very lady like of you. But if we need to do this... ::His right hand slipped behind his back, while his left hand slide forward its palm open. His feet were wide and angled slightly toward her.:: Then lets do it right. Slowly a foot was brought back, as her body followed. The expression on Festus face was shocked and unsure. Slightly shocked that she actually did attack... despite her, interesting mood swings. It was rare for her to actually attack someone. Unless of course it was in self defense, or for food. She was unsure of the events that now seemed to be taking place. but... this is no time to let one's guard down. I-I'm... surprised Mr. Maximous. For a man of your nature to fall back on stereotypical gender roles. True I may be a women, but doesn't mean that I need to hold a certain demeanor.Slowly a hand was brought to the rim of her shirts neck. Removing it from the front of her mouth and down below her chin. Showing of the two thin lips. Her poster was with a foot slightly drawn back, and her body slightly turned away from the man in front. Other then that, her so called "battle stance" was very laid back. After you good sir.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 4:22 pm
Unsane was standing dead in the middle of a grassy field. It wasn't really all by choice, to tell the truth. He tried walking toward the tree line you could see upon the horizon, and the mountains beyond them, but no matter how far he walked, he never seemed to get any closer. Which, quite frankly, was tiresome after a while. " How the hell did I manage to end up here anyway?" He muttered, hands in pockets, digging the tip of his foot into the grass in annoyment.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 4:26 pm
A rustling in the grass behind him might stir his interest, as a voice spoke out to him. The voice was soft, yet strong, and full of that certain air a warrior has when they speak.
I'd like to know that answer myself, personally. I don't know how I got here either... And, it's been a while Mr. Frosty...
Ryugi had met this man at LEAST once over his time in Leviathan, but it had indeed been a long time since he'd seen him, and this was the LAST place he'd expect to find the ice elemental, well, other than a volcano perhaps.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 4:29 pm
Why did everyone call him that?
Unsane turned around. It took him a minute, but surely, he ended up remembering the man in front of him. He also remembered the numerous time whatshisface blew Unsane to pieces. Something he preferred not remembering, as a general rule.
"Oh, you." A pause, "... Ryugi? Something like that?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 4:35 pm
Yep, that's me. Surprised you remembered me. It's been quite a while.
Ryugi grinned and rubbed the back of his head.
Though I don't believe you ever told me what your name was. But I'm sure you have your reasons. Either way, it looks like we're in the same predicament here...
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 4:41 pm
"I didn't? Sorry, must've forgot."
Unsane took his hands out of his pockets to stretch out a little. He wasn't quite sure that not being alone in there was a good thing, but then, if he stayed around too much, he could always kill Ryugi and eat him. Hopefully, he wouldn't taste too bad.
"So you can't get out either?" Unsane scratched the back of his head. "Do you at least remember how you got here?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 4:44 pm
Not a clue. All I remember was me trying to get some sleep and all of a sudden I'm smack dab in the middle of wherever this place is. No matter what I do I seem to be stuck in this place. I've tried everything but beating the crap out of something, nothing works.
Ryugi hung his head as he listed off his other escape attempts.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 4:50 pm
Beating the crap out of something.
This place didn't look natural at all. They both ended up in here without any knowledge of it, against their will and without a ghost of an apparent reason. They were completely alone, and there was nothing in sight beside the unreachable scenery.
Back in his younger days, Unsane had seen something like it before. Powerful demons would warp spawnlings into an arena, and not let either get out before they kicked the other's a**. It was a very popular and entertaining activity in the Underworld.
Nothing to lose ...
"Think fast."
Unsane threw a snowball at Ryugi's face. A snowball summoned out of nothing, considering there wasn't a speck of snow under the day's bright sun, but y'know, Unsane could do that. Unsane could also put a chunk of ice in the middle of his snowball, but because he was a dirty b*****d, he made the whole ball a big chunk of ice, surrounded by a thin sheet of snow. Just to say it's still a snowball.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 4:56 pm
There it was, the telltale signature of a magical use to create an attack. it was faint due to the size of the "snowball" but Ryugi picked it up nonetheless. He quickly pulled in energy of his own and leaned quickly out of the way to avoid the projectile.
I think I understand what that was for, and I think I get it now... Alright, we'll try it your way!
Ryugi quickly reached for Rangarok, but his hand halted... Then, it moved rapidly to his waist where the Sol Blade lay nestled safely in its sheath. He drew it in a single speedy motion, and brought it around to face Unsane, watching and waiting.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 5:01 pm
If Ryugi was good at noticing magical stuff, he'd see that Unsane was concentrating almost all of his energy into his palms. A thin, barely noticeable layer of cold also surrounded his whole body, magical too, and as the elemental hopped toward him, Ryugi would also be able to see a spike of magical energy burst into the ground with each step, and stay imbedded there.
Unsane's left hand was down next to his waist, his right hand slightly forward, at shoulder level as he was nearing Ryugi fast.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 5:12 pm
As Unsane moved towards him, Ryugi would dash foreward as well, but as he neared Unsane, he'd swing his sword outward with a cry, the air in front of him warping and twisting his image as it blurred as if looking through a shower door. NEGATION!!! Sol Blade Attacks SOL BLADE ATTACKS: *Negation- This default ability of the sword allows it to negate incoming magical attacks, within reason, using anti-magic. Higher power attacks can be negated by adding more energy to the blade, which can change regular magical energy into Anti-magic. The Sol Blade can hold up to 5 Anti-Magic charges, but cannot hold any Magic Charges of its own. This is controled by smaller, more effective energy leylines than the ones in Ragnarok. All of Sol Blade's attacks use anti-magical energy. This energy does normal damage to a non-magical or elemental being. Double damage to magical users and elemental users. And does four times the damage to a totally magical or elemental being or spirit. The blast of Anti-Magical energy would speed forward, negating and canceling out almost all of Unsane's magical energy. This blast wouldn't do any direct damage since it simple negated the magical energy, however, since Unsane was a mostly magical being, he'd probably feel pretty bad from the blast. Hopefully, his whole body wasn't magical, otherwise he'd be in for a real bit of trouble...
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