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 Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2009 12:39 pm
Tykier dodged most of them, but some of them left scratches on his face. He ignored the pain, and kept going. He then ducked, then did a leg sweep. When he felt his teacher go down, he rounded his kick to an axe kick, and swung down hard onto the teacher's groin.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:18 pm
A n g e r A b o u n d s
Xeviel fell again. He felt the pain of his groin being stuck. He let out a low moan, and then a snarl. "You little b*****d..." He hissed, getting up. There was a strange cracking in his bones as he got up, as if they were reorginizing themselves in his body. Almost instantly blood from his left hand flowed from a shallow wound, his dagger tipped with his own blood. "I'll kill you for that!" He snarled, raising his hand up.
He seemed to have forgotten this was a lesson, not a battle. He was about to release what he had planned for the kid when soemthing stopped him. Something sharp, like teeth. Mind clearing, he saw a familliar white dragon, small but fierce, that had gripped his arm hard. He looked at the dragon momentarily, before being slowly let go. He ignored the blood. Things like that could be healed.
"That was a... good lesson. You're a nice fighter. Keep it up... And don't low blow a guy any more. Being a guy yourself, you should know how that feels. No man deserves a hard low blow.You are... free to go. " He stated flatly, as if trying to apologize but not being able to get himself to it. The dragon had disappeared much like it had appeared, suddenly and without sound.
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Posted: Wed Mar 04, 2009 6:31 pm
Tykier bowed at Xeviel, "Thanks..! But I never had that happen to me!" Then walked out, secretly smirking, and walked out to his Mother's car.
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