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 Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 12:10 am
Dantes struggled to regain his footing and control of the fight as he was mercilessly kicked by Riot. He gasped for breath and found relief came when Riot stopped to bark at Hubert. Charlie ran off...
Dantes too this opportunity to strike at Riot's legs. His leg whipped around aiming for just behind the bandit King's knee.
Charlie had nothing more to do with Dantes. His weapon was put away as he made his way and disappeared into the crowed. Rogues honor, they let him get away for redeeming himself. Hubert, however, found his misfortune with Marica. He was far to focused on Riot to notice the chop to the neck. Down he went without a struggle.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 12:29 am
Riot looked up to Marcia as Hubert dropped, his stance feel to his knees as Dantes clipped him behind the knee.
As Riot dropped to his knee, he turned and dropped a fist on Dantes once more. Knowing if he hadn't acted quickly he would be stuck again. Not knowing if the strike landed on the other or not, Riot pulled up his fist again and hammered him once more.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 12:47 am
Watching for a moment the fleeing lackey Marcia then took a step back after Hubert went down, that monster of a man didn't need her help nor would would he let anyone anyway. She watched the other rogues instead, waiting to see if they'd try and save their boss. When this was over she still had a score to settle with that guy. Marcia stayed alert to what the other rogues were doing.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 12:55 am
The man felt a small swell of pride as Riot went down. However that pride was quickly deflated as Riots punch landed one after another. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as he rolled upright and took a swing at the bandit king's gut. The stench of blood was now in the air, a bloody bandit brawl.
Riot would be lucky Ander was not conscious to witness this... Though he would have gotten at Dantes for being a moron. Even Ander knew not to talk about the Republic General so poorly. Especially around Riot. (In fact he had even sheltered Riot from such talk when he was training the lad)
Rogues begun to circle around. Nothing like a good brawl.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 1:07 am
A grunt left Riot as the man was able to slam a fist to his stomach, as strong and build as the bandit was. The blow was still felt and lose some breath as the punch was a awkward thrown one.
Letting out a growl as if to conjure more strength Riot rose more from his knees and with his weight dropped a elbow hard on the mans shoulder and neck
Dhin'zel took a step back to the fight, and like the others watched a good fight cheering for his side.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 1:21 am
Marcia gave an exasperated sigh, really now. Couldn't they at least use a more civil way of fighting this was completely barbaric. Marcia kept a way eye on those who came anywhere near her, just so they couldn't get a jump on her. Marcia kept her muscles loose enough to snap incase she had to make a quick punch or kick.
A roar sounded in the distance...
Must be catastrophe, Marcia thought. He'd have to wait a bit longer. She felt bad for leaving the zoid with no explanation...
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 1:46 am
The man grunted at Riot's blow. Rage took a tighter hold of the man as he adjusted his body and moved his arm in an attempt to grab Riot's neck.
A small rogue, nicknamed Tiny Tims, ran up along side Marcia with a camera taking a multitude of pictures of the brawl.
"Hey, nice hit by the way um, kicking lady! I sawz it from where I was standing. Best watch out fer ya!" He snapped another picture of the brawl with a wide smile.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 1:52 am
Riot snatched for Dantes arm as it drove for his neck. If it was a grab, the rouge moved to twist it tightly at it's owners neck. As his other hand curled and trusted a blow to the man's stomach. Riot was determined to drop the man to his back
This bald man wasn't going to get away with just a beating, oh no. He comes up in Riot's camp and demands for something he doesn't deserved then insults the lead of the camp. This was going to end in a vary bad way....
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 2:03 am
Marcia watched as a small little rogue came up beside her, "Oh thank you." she said, but he seemed more intent to snap pictures of the brawl than to talk to her. Marcia still kept an eye on him knowing full well a compliment could mean something quite the opposite and be a prequel to something worse. Marcia was deeply uninterested in this brawl. Couldn't they just cut it out. Maybe she'd go look in the tents or something. The thought crossed her mind as she watched those around her...
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 2:11 am
The little rogue, not taller than 4' 0" finally snapped a picture of Marcia. "Welcome. I mean it." He looked at his camera with a frown. Almost full of pictures. " Darn.." He grumbled. "Well, I got enough for a good scrap book" (( BAD PUN)) The small rogue smiled. "I like to make photo books of the camp. Something I can pass on through the ages ya know." The tiny rouge was well know for chattering with anyone, regardless of if he knew them or not.
Finally Dantes was on teh ground and completely immobile by Riot's death hold on him. It would seem Riot's rage surpassed the bald man. All he could do now was struggle to regain a hold, but from here on out it would be feeble to even try...
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 2:44 am
As Riot had Dantes on the ground, he twisted his arm more and moved more to hold the pin. His hand quickly searched the noisy bandit for a knife. Feeling the helit of one he quickly freed it. Raising the blade showing it to it's owner. He moved the metal past the mans lips and prop it along his teeth letting the tip rest agents the tenderness of the tongue
"Military brat?" Riot asked the poor excuse for a bandit, his gaze didn't once lighten upon the "Heh.." Riot breathed a dry laugh and wiped some off the blood that had collected on his face with a bent arm.
"We're in the sands, son." The bandit king reminded Dantes, in this harsh land there where no 'rules' in uniform. "and this is my throne..." With his words Riot pressed the blade deeper in the others mouth and removed the dullest weapon that the man unskillfully used. His tongue.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 2:56 am
(Tiny Tim's a Halfling!)
Marcia glanced at the small rogue again as he snapped the picture and gave him a nod. A scrap book literal to it's name... a book full of brawny men in scraps; the irony. This guy standing beside her sure what a chittery fellow. "Well good luck with your scrap book." she said quietly. Well it seemed the fight was over... and in the most brutal fashion.
Wait why was she still here? Right, she wanted to kill that a** over there, she have a better chance of doing that it seemed when Catastrophe was here. Well, if she got angry again... things would turn out badly like they almost ha earlier.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 3:02 am
(( XD THAT he is... ))
The tiny man laughed and used his last picture for another one of Marcia. "Thank you. Gotta have something pretty in there every now and than. " He waved than scampered off once more to work on the photos he just got.
Dantes tried to get the crazed pink haired one off of him before the inevitable could happen. But he lacked the strength to do so. The loss of his tongue meant the loss of his words. Blood pouring into his throat from the cut begun to choke him. He begun to cough and gasp for air. The pain incredible and nearing to the point where it was too much for his conscious to handle.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 9:00 am
A few others had tried to jump in, but Marcia quickly stopped them from interfering. That didn't stop the fight to get bloody as he watched the two strike one another. One thing for certain, the bald one was not doing all too great here.
Crossing his arms, Blade glanced to the side as a few others came to circle around and watch as well.
And then, it was over, as Riot sliced off the man's tongue. Man that was brutal. If the guy survived that, he certainly won't ever really recover from this scuffle.
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Posted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 9:26 pm
Riot turned his head to the mans cough and he strightened off of him, to let him rive in pain.
The pink haired man just look distastefully at Dantes, his hand blood still held the removed muscle. Tossing it to the side he spat on it. The cheers though out most the group became silent as Riot turned and walked to a fire pit.
Removing his bandana, RIot grabbed a metal porker that had been carelessly left in the flame and dyeing red coals. Using thed cloth to protect his hand he removed the hot rod. It's tip was red with heat.
The bandit King walked over to the scum that insulted him. Stopping feet from the sight. Riot looked down upon the man for a cold moment.
His eyes rose to the miscreants around him. "If Anyone cares for this man's life, let them come and take the rod from my hand" Riot called raising the searing rod to the air. His eyes rolled slowly across the crowds to see if anyone was bold enough to spare the man from bleeding to death. His eyes feel to the 'faithful' ones that sided with Dantes.
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