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 Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 12:27 pm
"A little disadvantaged aren't you." She stated before she jumped up and grabbed his glaive, when she started to go down, with her clawed feet. She the brought down her sword on his left shoulder.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 12:35 pm
Siegell was ready for her. He twisted his glaive as she grabbed it and pulled it back, slicing a long gash along her hand as he moved. Her dropping attack still worked, keeping her too close and fast to get his glaive around, but it left a gash down his left arm rather than striking at the shoulder. He made no cry, no sound, but simply jumped back and swung his glaive out, trying to catch her in the neck with the shaft. The muscular fighter's blow would easily be enough to knock her to the ground, long enough for him to get a decent head start to the stable.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 12:40 pm
Asami was knocked to the ground a bit. She jumped back up and ran after Siegell. She knew where he was going to. Once she got close enough behind him she tackled him from behind. She wasn't however going to be able to pull him into the shadows. There wasn't a shadow that was big enough for her to get both of them in.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 12:53 pm
Siegell turned as she lunged and dodged aside, whipping his glaive down at her on the ground and barely missing as she rolled aside. Suddenly, he burst into the stable and dropped his glaive against the wall. By the time Asami got inside, he was holding a Swordreaver in both hands, smirking. "Weren't expecting this one, were you?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 1:01 pm
"Swordreavers eh." She smiled, "But if you can't work well with an axe it does you no good." She charged at him but this time it's to his side. She figured it would be a bit harder for him to strike her there. Her furious strikes started to come at him again. She need to make sure though that she wasn't hit again though.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 1:17 pm
He had to grin at that comment. As she swung her blade at him, he caught it with the axe and turned it aside, then swept it up at her chin and caught her with the flat of the axe, splitting her chin with the force of his blow. "Unfortunately for you," he said, moving back and then sweeping forward, swinging the heavy axe right at her stomach, "I know exactly how to use it!"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 1:25 pm
Asami let go of her sword and caught the axe with her left hand. The blade cut her hand enough to make her bleed. She gripped the axe and kicked Siegell in the face.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 2:50 pm
In general, faces are not good places to kick. This is because your opponent has so many ways to avoid being kicked in the face. Kick a person in the chest, and he'll have a hard time getting out of the way, topple to the ground, and the wind will get knocked out of him. Handy, that.
But with her foot coming up at his face, Siegell swung his head to the side and grabbed Asami's ankle, then pushed upward, sending her way off balance and throwing her onto her back. He grabbed a spear now that one was in reach and swung the axe away, taking up a stance like a halberdier. Shastah was already roused and pushing open the door of his pen, growling behind Asami.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 5:00 pm
"Well this isn't good." She looked around at her situation. Noticing Shastah was now behind her she knew his shadow was there too. She slipped into Shastah's shadow. She was not gone though. She was waiting for the time to attack once again.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 6:46 pm
Siegell spun his spear in his hands, eyes narrow. "No, I daresay it isn't. Giving up now? They always do, eventually. Roll over and accept their deaths, you know." He sneered, whipping the spear around behind his back, held under his arm in the classic stance of a naginata. It was a combat stance better suited to the glaive, but it easily moved into many strong spear stances and it was quite an intimidating pose, which was his aim. He wanted her afraid. Fearful fighters made fatal ********. The four F's of intimidation.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 6:52 pm
Asami jumped out from a shadow. It wasn't Shastah's shadow she jumped out of it was Siegell's. She changed a little bit in the shadows. She hands now became claws and her claws now going to give Siegell quite some pain, for his shadow was behind him.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 7:07 pm
Siegell growled as Asami got him in the back. He was fortunate that his cloak tangled things up, but long, bloody gashes were still torn up his back, and he staggered forward before spinning and whipping the point of his spear around toward Asami's face. At this range, he held the advantage, keeping her and her sword and claws away from him. He didn't exactly move like a cat as he forced Asami back, driving his spear forward, jabbing it into her thigh and twisting it at one point. It was more like he was simply pouring himself into the place he wanted to be. He moved like rolling liquid.
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 7:09 pm
A man the size of a tree, aged for 8 years, was walking a little funky, with a waltz in his step. He'd just wander for miles at a time, nothing more to do, blind entertainment. His complexion was pale and slender, wearing blood-stained dark, dark ruby red clothes, and no visible accessories. Not many people live to tell the tale of his appearance, though some do, probably stationed in a mental abode, or in constant fear of what might happen to them next. However, the man was named Rappahannock, no abbreviations or abridges.
The fight between the two was raging, with a slice here, and a kick there, when Rappahannock stopping his far out walk, and stood to watch and observe. "Neither battle in haphazard ordeals, remain untrue for perpetual skirmish...?" a slur from his mouth came in a most perplexing manner. His face was void of any expression, mouth slightly agape, eyes wide and twitching at times, the tones and features aged far beyond what they should. Rappahannock stood and watched, oblivious to any other details that wouldn't concern him in slightest (Which were just about none in the first place).
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 7:30 pm
Asami grabbed Siegell's spear and pulled it out of her thigh. She kept a good grip on the spear, as her good leg kicked Siegell's chest. Even if he didn't let go she kept her leg on him to try to shove him away from her. She really wanted him to have no weapons now since she had dropped her sword. Her eyes blinked when she saw Rappahannock. She was a bit confused as she still tried to shove Siegell away.
"Who is he?" She thought. "Was he here before?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 11, 2009 9:10 pm
Siegell had had a lot of people try to wrench his spear out of his hands. He twisted and pulled back, letting her painful kick add to his backward momentum and taking note of Rappahannock as any good fighter does, but as part of his surroundings for now. The blade of his unadorned spear head pulled back across Asami's gripping claws, slicing her palm open and nearly taking off a finger. He smirked, stepping back and leveling his spear at her face before driving it forward. "Ah-ah-ah, my dear," he chuckled, holding his chest where her talon had torn his shirt and left shallow scratches in his skin. "This is the part where you start begging for your life."
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