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 Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 7:14 pm
(Smart guy, you figured out my little trick. I give you snaps for that! ^-^))
Amaya grabbed her sword while Solice was distracted and ran for him. It was time to finish this. She sheathed the sword into her umbrella, and moving it to her side, holding it like a normal sheath.
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Posted: Wed Apr 05, 2006 8:32 pm
Solice rubbed his hands through his hair, blood matting in patches from his hands as he flexed and stretched his arms, hands and shoulders. He merely stared, his hands half tensed in a grappling position as she started towards him.
His feet barely shifted on the ground, watching her movements.
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Posted: Thu Apr 06, 2006 4:02 pm
Amaya ran at him full speed, all she could hear now was throbbing of her heart and neck. Time seemed to slow down as she drew back her free hand, ready to punch him with all the strength she had left in her.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 12:18 pm
Solice was watching as she reared back, his lower arm now tucking into his side as his stance become more angular. His tucked hand made a modified knuckle-fist, the thumb affixed to the palm as the fingers curled half way. He shifted his weight downward, and as she neared, his upper arm sunk a little in front of him. His fist turned into what looked like a curled palm, the wrist sticking upward as his fingers and thumb curled downward. She was now within striking distance.
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Posted: Fri Apr 07, 2006 3:39 pm
Amaya ran at him full speed, but before he could indeed strike, she jumped down and slid under him, grabbing his posed arm with one hand, using it like a rope, she swung up his back and over him, she was light and skilled, so she flew up alittle past his head. As she did so, she drew her sword, and let the handle fly down at the back of his neck. She flipped from the impact away from his, and turned to face him.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 6:12 pm
Solice watched as the girl blurred over the back of his head. He leaned low, the sword smacking into the side of his head as his elbow slammed into her throat. He turned as she landed, his eyes with a look of vemon as his arm shot out like a bullet and struck her several times in the chest and ribs, his fist snaking with each hit. His other hand squeezed around her throat as he attacked, lifting her off the ground.
Solice's eyes looked like the slits of a snake, red and blood-filled as though he were possessed by something more than human. His attacking arm sunk back down, removing her umbrella from her side. It was tossed aside, blood now flowing from two spots on Solice's head, rivulets streaking down his eyebrows and dripping down his cheeks.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 6:18 pm
"Solice!!! Solice!!!" Amaya cried, frightened from this strange new behavior. "Stop!" Cough. "I can't breathe!!" Amaya felt like he was going to crush her throat untill she was dead. She tried with all her might to stop him, but she coulf feel all her energy dissapearing. "Makoto! Help! He's not himself, he's gonna kill me!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:20 pm
Out of seemingly nowhere, five ninjutsu needles blur through the air, penetrating Solice's arm in several places, hopefully causing him to release Amaya.
The source of the needles becomes evident a few seconds later, as a cloaked figure comes blurring through the entrance of the Arena, tackling Solice back as he lands several blows to the ninja's chest.
"MOVE, Amaya!"
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:40 pm
"Let.....go.....now." a voice in the back of Solice's mind rung through. A sound could be heard rushing towards him. He stepped sideways, the needles intending to penetrate his arm lodging into his shoulder instead.
His eyes closed, taking the normal shape and color that they were before, and his grip loosened. The next thing he knew, he was being attacked, and he gripped the man's wrist, slamming his other fist into the his shoulder to dis-locate it. He let go of the wrist, stepping back some as he pulled one of the senbon needles out of his shoulder. "You should watch your aim. You almost hit her."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:47 pm
Neyon winces as his shoulder gets dislocated, adding this to the mental list of injuries he going to be recovering from.
"My aim is better than that... And you were going to kill her."
With a grimace, the weapon master grabbed his shoulder, and forced it back into place with an audible, painful sounding 'pop'.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:51 pm
He pulled the last of the senbons out of his shoulder, flexing his hand several times. "That would not have happened. I would not have allowed it." he said, his fingertips numb from the pressure points having been hit. " The intention was t omake her lose consiousness. That was the terms of the spar. If I wanted to kill her," he said as he wiped his face of the blood still dripping down it. "I would not have gone through the precautions I did."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:54 pm
"Hm... looked pretty convincing to me..." Neyon steps back, stumbling a little, which is DEFINITELY not normal, before turning and walking over to a wall, leaning against it heavily.
"Nngh..."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:55 pm
Solice shook his head, his vision a little fuzzed from losing as much blood as he has. "You haven't recovered yet, have you? You should rest." he said, though his steps at this point were not much better than Neyon. He could definately feel the pain in his ribs and jaw now, and he heard a buzz in the back of his head.
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 8:57 pm
Neyon shook his head, rubbing his shoulder a little as he straightens up. "I've rested enough. I'll be fine. I came here because I heard about this fight was going on. Then I heard Amaya calling for help."
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Posted: Sun Apr 09, 2006 10:46 pm
Amaya the stable master had jumped to her feet as Amaya the maid hung in Solice's grip, but before she could act, the situation seemed to have resolved itself. She did not know who the newcomer was, but she had a vague idea... Those two must have fought before... She shrugged and swiftly walked down from the stands and up to the pile of Solice's discarded equipment, retrieving the pouch she knew contained his medical stuff. She then went to the two men, putting the pouch down by Solice's side so he could take from it whatever he needed, before she went to check on Amaya, who was still on the ground, seemingly having trouble breathing. "How are you?", she asked her, trying to assess the damage, if there was any.
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