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 Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 7:37 pm
"I'm a big girl," she said with a grin as she quickly put slid her magnums back into their holsters as he rushed towards her. Her eyes followed the swing of the spear, and to avoid being hit, she fell backwards. "s**t," she muttered, grunting slightly as she hit the ground. Immediately, she rolled to the side, and out form under such a large weapon. Seeing as his momentum would have had him continue going forwards, she popped up behind him, jumping and sending a swift kick for the junction of his head to his spinal column. Though she was not overly muscular, if the kick connected, it would definately feel a lot more powerful that one would think her capable of.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 7:46 pm
Luckily for Rhator, the female vampire had gotten in the way of the older one's bullets. Also unfortunate for her was the fact that Rhator had no intention of becoming off-balance due to momentum. His race is known for their strength and resistence to damage. He was also extremely well trained in spear technique and was able to whip the car-heavy spear around almost as fast as a human expert would be able to whip a bamboo staff around. His great strength gave him an almost effortless control over his weapon.
As the spear whipped around he purposely used the momentum to spin his body around to face the vampire. He was awarded with a kick in the chest. It knocked him back a few inches, but other than that the physical blow had no effect. It may have hit in an area where none of his armor existed but in his battle-enraged state Rhator was near oblivious to pain.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 7:47 pm
Tokeru flew quickly into the night. The vampire exiles followed him without fail. "Just a little bit more." He mubled under his breath. He looked back to see two vampires had dissapeared. He looked back again and was surprised by a shadow. "s**t." he said under his breath. He quickly closed his wings and dropped to the ground. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a fellow hunter fighting a demon. But he couldn't concentrate on that now. He had bigger troubles to deal with. He spun around with the speed of a cat and slashed. Predictably, a vampire had followed him in his drop. He reversed his hold on the scimitar and slashed again, the hit connected. Slicing cleanly through the vampire's neck and showering him with blood.
((Gonna finish this later, have stuff to do))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 7:57 pm
((SN, i aimed low, you went high. We're good.))
He continues foward unabated, not noticing if the bullets had any effect or not as the demon whips himself around, recieving a kick square in the chest from Ker. He comes around the other side of the demon, placing him and Ker on either side in a pincer-like position. He holsters his second Eagle, reaching inside his cloak and quickly withdrawing his hand after two small clicks are heard. A crimson glow from the underside of his wrist quickly dies down, and he withdraws the second Viper Twin, the blade singing in the moonlight, a pure silver sheen.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:08 pm
Rhator heard, more than felt, the bullets zing off of his bright red armor. He was lucky, getting shot by those would hurt like hell. Well...maybe not that much...
He then realized his folly. He had let himself be somewhat surrounded. One on each side, front and back.
This is why I use a spear!
He used a quick jabbing motion, the diamond-bladed edge of the spear at the female's side and the weighted back end of the spear at the elder's side. He brought it back quickly first, then reversing the motion he brought it forward, not caring if the backwards shot had hit his target.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:09 pm
(( alrighty...>>'' )) Contorting herself around in the air, she barely managed to avoid the bullets shot by Astande at the demon. Drawing her magnums once more, she drew two shredder glaives from the back of her belt, holding them in her hands. While they were usually used for throwing purposes, as a bladed weapon, they were just as handy. Shifting her weight from her back right foot to her front left, she gave the demon a fanged grin, a soft hiss escaping her. She did not advance however, waiting for a cue from Astande...the last thing she wanted was to interfere with whatever plan he was conconcting in his mind.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:10 pm
((OOC: I think we need a posting order, to avoid confusion))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:13 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:16 pm
He simply ducks as the butt end of the spear comes around his way, coming down on all fours in an almost feline manner. His hand darts out with the red-tinted viper twin in a tight sweep, aiming for the demon's Achilles tendon. Without a pause, he leaps up as the other end of the spear swings his way, using it as a mid-air step to move foward towards the demon's face. His wrist shoots foward, the crimson glow on the underside revealed again as two small bracer-mounted pressurized capsules spray a thick red mist at eye-level.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:19 pm
((Used to be a mod. Let's set it at after my last post. Order of response: 1. Rhator 2.Kerri 3.Me 1.Rhator 2.Kerri 3.Me etc. Edit But, in that case, i'm going to need to be able to make small OOC comments if a post is misinterpreted by Rhator. Such as the bullets a few posts back being aimed low and her aiming high for an example. It's not bickering Gabs, it'll be just for the sake of clarity. 3nodding ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:23 pm
((Ohh right ^^
EDIT: I know ^^ I understand the whole explainign things. Hell if I were roleplaying right now you would need to explain everything to me XD))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:28 pm
Rhator's tendon is slighlty less armored than the front of his legs. He never really expects to be fought from the back. However, the armor is still there, just not completely enclosing the tendon. The blade makes two deep gouges around the edges of the armor and is able to cut a thin slice out of his tendon. It immediately begins to sizzle.
Damn, even their weapons are coated with that damn anti-demon s**t!
He stops his quick back and forth motion, slamming the butt end of the pear into the ground with a strong force, creating another shockwave, this one with enough force to shatter a nearby window. The force propells Rhator upwards a dozen feet, the mist from the elder's wrists spraying along his bare chest, leaving an oozing black burn area. Nothing seriously damaging but it hurts like hell to the demon. He yells quite loudly, his frustration apparent.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:30 pm
~ilKhan~ Octave ((Used to be a mod. Let's set it at after my last post. Order of response: 1. Rhator 2.Kerri 3.Me 1.Rhator 2.Kerri 3.Me etc. Edit But, in that case, i'm going to need to be able to make small OOC comments if a post is misinterpreted by Rhator. Such as the bullets a few posts back being aimed low and her aiming high for an example. It's not bickering Gabs, it'll be just for the sake of clarity. 3nodding )) ((Hey get on AIM Octave, me and Kerri are...it'll be easier than flooding the forum with unnecessary OOC clarity comments.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:34 pm
As he forced himself into the air, she fell backwards from the force of the shockwave. Laying on her back, she drew her magnums, releasing 5 more rounds upwards at him. After she finished firing teh last shot, she loaded fresh magazines into both guns, not really looking to see if they connected or not. At this point she figured she might as well give Astande some cover/distraction fire as he seemed more equipped for fighting demons than she was. Rolling to the side and onto her feet, she took aim, though didnt fire as she waited to see how he was going to react.
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Posted: Tue Feb 21, 2006 8:42 pm
He is caught along the shoulder by the demons arm as he propels himself upward, the shockwave throwing him away due to his midair state. He lands rather roughly a few meters away, a cut from one of the rubble shards tracing about an inch across his cheek. His healing factor sets into motion. The cut, as light a wound as it was, is dispensed almost instantly. He moves his shoulder around experimentally, making sure nothing else was seriously hurt. He quickly re-adjusts his shoulder plate tension, keeping his eyes on Kerri and the demon simoultaneously.
((sorry Boyo, i don't have it. Dad's laptop, can't put anything on here. sweatdrop ))
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