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 Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 12:49 am
Well there was no brain work invovled on who Erol was most concern for. His eyes scanned the field in an instant and the larger of the two powers had him locked. He vaguely caught Raleigh's leg stretched out and his foot taking aim for his lower leg region. He knew that the connection would likely hurt like hell but anything compared to being bowled over by this hunk of twisted debris was better in his opinion.
He barely had enough energy to stand let alone make any fancy manuevers that would get him out of harms way. The only idea was to take the thing head on. If he managed to push it back or get it off its feet at least the momentum would be used against the creature in Erol's favor. If not he was pretty much down for the count regardless of what Raleigh did at his side. Both were working in tandum but the creature was swifter and moved faster than its creator to where, Erol could only accumulate enough shockwave energy to push the creature back.
For a split second it seemed like the thing was stuck in suspended animation though its feet moved forward normally the thing stopped for that moment in time. Erol smiled but almost without warning his smile faded as the shockwave seemed to be absorbed within Yamaru. Blinking, he barely had time to brace himself as Raleigh's foot connected causing him to stumble and giving Yamaru that extra edge. "s**t..." was the only utterable word that escaped Erol's lips as he was sent back at an alarming speed and force.
Partly he was thankful for the other Evo for not holding back and partly wishing he did. Even so, his head cracked against the wall behind him sending stars into his eyes. He stumble a second looking toward Raleigh with his usual cocky grin. "Checkmate... b*****d." He muttered and like that he crumpled to the floor all awareness gone.
However, unknown to the little hero the strangest of things happened. Moments after his unconsciousness the shockwave that had been absored into the creature seemed to errupt. A pressure unstable for the room flaired out and sent any loose debris or person flying, the creature itself seemed to be ripped to shreads at its joints; as if chainsaws had been unleashed from the inside out. When the roar of the pressure finally fizzled out, Yamaru stood for a moment more before crumpling like a house of cards.
Erol would never know that his final words were not spoken in defeat but to some degree as a "stalemate". Go figure, the cheeky little b*****d.
(( I so had fun with this post. Let me know if its too much or not. ))
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:32 am
Raleigh’s kick hit home and then Yamaru’s attack also landed. Erol’s attempt to defend himself ended in nothing even remotely useful and Ra watched as the other evo was smacked against the wall. Still crouched on the ground, Raleigh watched Erol without a hint of humor in his expression. When Erol collapsed he winced slightly. It was a bit of a suprise to him that he had actually one.
Sitting back with a sigh he put a hand to his aching knee that had hit the ground badly when he had jumped off Yamaru, and then turned to his creation with a smile. “Well done Ya-“ Raleigh stopped mid sentence and stared with his mouth agape as the energy erupted from deep within the wooden beast.
“Holy s**t.” Raleigh pulled himself upright and stumbled over to Yamaru’s remains. After a moment of staring at the debris he gave a bark of laugher. “You sneaky b*****d.” It seemed that Erol had quite a few tricks up his sleeve. Ra made a mental note to look out for that one next time.
Raleigh limped over to his opponent, and studied his unconscious form. That did not look comfortable. With some pulling and a little shoving with his foot, Raleigh arranged Erol into a less awkward position. “Now you can’t say I’ve never done anything for you.” He joked. Taking a few steps away he sat down to get some rest. A hot bath was in order, but he wouldn’t leave until he was sure Erol didn’t have any lasting brain damage.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 1:48 am
Erol was swimming in a pool of darkness, his head ringing with the pain that would surely follow. For the most part he couldn't quite remember what was going on until he opened his eyes to the blurred vision of a room. Sure enough his head protested the sudden light and he quickly closed his eyes, groaning the whole way.
"What happened?" he questioned no one in particular, more to check that everything was functional. Again he tried for vision by opening one eye. It scanned the small space, noting the debris in the middle of the floor. Instantly, Erol shot both eyes open and looked around for Raleigh his thoughts suddenly coming together.
Had he blacked out again? Did he win? Who cares.. where was Ra?! All sorts of dreadful thoughts escaped him until he felt hands pushing him back against the wall. He barely registered a voice before he realized who it was. Calming a bit he turned his gaze upon the other noting his haggard form. Taking a quick glance over Raleigh's form he sighed contently that he was okay before leaning against the cool wall completely. "Guess I lost." He commented absentmindedly, a half smile to his face.
Whincing in pain he tried not to make any sudden movements but could feel the knot growing on the back of his head. Nothing a little R&R couldn't fix and a bit of painkillers on top of that. Even so he'd do well to give Rayborn a call so they could check with his doctor for a full check of health. "You're not bad." He commented idly closing his eyes. It was a time to reflect perhaps indulge in the moment. They both were pretty strong and matched each other on different levels. He was happy for that, for once truly happy. "Thanks for the work out." A quick light nudge to the others shoulder a show of sportsmenship.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 8:14 pm
It was as he was fixing Erol's rather ungraceful fall that the other boy began returning to consciousness. Raleigh watched him as he tried to make sense of his surroundings and took the chance to give him a quick look over. Well, it didn’t seem like he was hurt too badly, though he was certainly going to have some nasty bruises. .
When Erol finally looked around at him, Raleigh was surprised by the flash of relief that crossed the other boys face. Wait a second, Erol thought he had lost? Oh boy. Raleigh briefly considered the notion of letting the guy continue to believe that, but then cast the idea aside. Of course technically he had lost, since he had fallen unconscious first but Erol needed to at least know about his fancy little exoloding skill. Moving a little he also leant his back against the wall. With one hand he waved rather nonchalantly at the pile of debris that had once been Yamaru.
“I hope you realize that you blasted my poor baby into iddy biddy pieces.” He rested his had back and closed his eyes, a smile on his lips. “That was good training. It really demonstrated that I need start working on a form of protection for myself. Hey-“ He cracked one eye open. “We could probably work well together.”
It wasn’t really likely to happen though. Shame really. Erol would be a handy partner.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 3:05 am
Erol looked to Raleigh half unbelieving of that. But a quick glance around the room produced the evidence he needed. The thing didn't look like a pile of neat material, it was splintered and brittled, some scattered in various corners of the room. He knew from experiences with Ra that when his creations were pulled apart the material was return to his former presentation.
He leaned back once again, one eye trained now the boy next to him. "Yeah.. probably." For the moment all was silent. His thoughts racing in his head along with the ponding from a makings of a headache. "Just next time we train pull back a little. Damn!" He chuckled slightly but stopped every time the pain pricked him.
"But for the most part I'm gonna have to figure out how I did that. For a minute I thought you learned how to absorb my powers through your creatures... heh. It's pretty niffy. But the delay time is costly when you don't know its coming." He smiled turning his head to gadge Raleigh's expression. "Man what I wouldn't give to have seen the look on your face."
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 1:54 am
Raleigh snorted. “I’ll make sure I’m more careful of your delicate self next time.” He teased and then sat up straighter as a memory was jogged. He began looking Erol up and down appraisingly. “Mikazaru didn't hurt you much did he? I tried not to make his spines too sharp.” Since the other evo didn’t seem to be fainting from blood loss Raleigh fell back, addressing Erol’s desire to have seen his face of astonishment.
“Yeah, I bet. But I totally saw it coming.” Raleigh put on a superior smirk, tiling his chin up a little. It was clearly a mock, and rather playful, show of arrogance. “You do realize that I knew all of your moves before you made them. I was just pretending to be hurt.”
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 3:38 am
Erol simply let Raleigh poke fun at him. It wasn't everyday he'd let that slide but considering his condition he really didn't have the strength to put up much of a front. "I did learn one thing though." He commented scratching the side of his nose. "I'm durable; that's for certain. The whole time Mikazaru grazed against me it hurt like hell yes, but for some reason a part of my mind simply shutdown... eventually the pain was numb and I was back on my feet despite being fairly sluggish."
He closed his eyes thinking back to the moment he'd been rammed by that horse of a beast. "It was the same with Yamaru. Even when I was slammed the pain dulled but by that time, I'd already used what strength I had. There was no fighting nature after that." He chuckled making a move to try and stand. It was sluggish and no doubt he'd be mother hen'd by Rayborn once he got wind of his training but he couldn't stay on his a** forever.
"I've been thinking..." He motioned for Raleigh's help so he could get to his feet. Probably without paying attention himself. "My manager has been nagging me to take dancing classes." He quickly shot a glare at Ra for any signs of a smirk or merriment. "It's not like I want to do this an all but I need some kind of balance with my foot work. Maybe dance isn't so bad. After all what is fighting if not some violent form of dance..." He shrugged not really much on poetic phrases. "Anyway, maybe in our spare time we could work with each other like we did today. You know, help work on our weaknesses. Your defense and my evasion tactics, more or less... how's that sound?"
(( Gonna assume this took place after the music thread ))
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 9:54 pm
Raleigh listened closely to what Erol was saying, even nodding now and then as he saw similarities in his own experience. It was that fighting spirit that rose up during a battle, where pain didn’t seem to matter anymore and the only thing that was on his mind was taking down the opponent. Being hurt was unimportant at the time; just a momentary nuisance.
Pulling himself up Raleigh reached out and grabbed Erol’s hand, assisting the other boy to his feet. When Erol mentioned dancing, his lips tilting up slightly in the beginning of a smile, but only because of the images the idea produced. Ha, Erol prancing around the training room. Now that would be funny.
“Well, you are less than graceful. Dancing would help a lot and I could teach you a few things about centering yourself.” Raleigh nodded. “That plan sounds good.” It would be useful to have someone to test his defensive ideas with. That way, if they were s**t, he wouldn’t find out when somebody who really wanted to hurt him was breaking it down.
"I'll call you then? Or I guess, you call me... since you're the one with the hectic band lifestyle." Raleigh began moving backwards towards the hologram room door "We can work it out then."
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 4:18 am
He knew the other boy was laughing inside but it did paint an interesting picture... sighing to himself he made his way to the holo door. Something in the back of Erol's mind wanted to speak but he kept it silent for now...
But a flash from his fight with Mudslide made him worry. "Look. We can spare whenever you like. My band life is just for fun at the time being. I dont' expect to be a big time star or anything but it would be great." He chcukled wondering about that. A double life as a superhero and high profile star. Man that would be funny. Unlikely but funny just the same.
"But I gotta tell you something. There are times where even I can be a danger to myself. If for any reason I start wigging out on you take me down. Don't pull any punches. A'right?" He looked to Raleigh seriously awaiting an answer of acknowledgement before he would let him go.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 1:01 am
“Good. I’ll get in touch with you soon then. I need to work on my defenses before another mission pops up.” His mind skipped back to his last battle, where he had been utterly ineffectual. At the time he had been lucky that Flood really didn’t give a second thought to guy on a wooden beast he had just swept away with a flick of his hand.
Raleigh dismissed Erol’s fears with a shrug. “That won’t happen.” He said; ready to end the conversation there, but the serious look in Erol’s eyes stopped him before he left the room. “If it comes to that, I’ll stop you before you can do any damage.” Ra grinned. “Trust me.” Then he turned and left, giving one last wave of his hand over his shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2008 2:09 am
"Idiot." He muttered watching Raleigh take off. He stayed behind a moment to look around, think of his options. Wondering just what would become of his career in heroism. It was then his cell went off, "Yo." He answered and grimaced almost immediately when he got the message. "I'm on my way but I need a lift... Don't yell at me! I don't have a car damnit!" He barked into the phone; the last of his words but an echo in the training room.
[[End]]
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