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 Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 11:12 pm
"Now.. this is more like it..."
Grinning, the flames reflected off his lip ring, even as he began walking forward, getting the kinks out of his left arm at the same time.
He was used to pain, and true he couldn't do anything exactly strenous-- but he'd been punctured, stabbed, dropped, crushed-- etc many times before...
It'd take a helluva lot more than a stab to the gut to keep him down.
Probaly wouldn't be able to drink properly after this though.
Barechested and wearing nothing but his jeans, his greaves left smoking bootprints upon the surface of the arena, his flamberge hefted across his right shoulder and reach all the way to his left.
Black flames flowered from the wound in his left hand and wrapped around to his left side, creating some tribal-esque half wing.
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Posted: Mon Jul 03, 2006 11:28 pm
Ah, the two combatants face off again, now the situation was becoming more serious. Kain, slid off his suit jacket to the ground around his feet, falling and reveiling the, originally, white dress-undershirt that was pockmarked with red. "You got red on you" would be quite an understatement. Kain was covered emmersed in that red and had turned his shirt crimson.
Kain, picked up his Naginata and began his second charge towards Vahn...interesting that he hadn't moved from that place since the start of this battle. That was one grounded dude. The Naginata's shimmered from the arena's light and wavered back and forth as Kain ran forward. His right hand was two fist sizes from the blade on the shaft and his left hand was one and a half, a strong hold for bracing.
Perhaps, he should have something else in reserve, and Kain began gathering energy from the air around him, during his charge. He would stop if Vahn made a move or when he crossed the halfway point to his opponent, he wanted all of his wits about him and wasn't about to take chances with him.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 9:14 pm
Pushing his body forward, he had no intention of stopping himself, pulling everything he had into this straight line run, hefting the flamberge with both hands once more as he led with his right shoulder.
A yell was floating off his lips, even as yellowed eyes narrowed.
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Posted: Tue Jul 04, 2006 10:21 pm
Kain halted his gathering and focused on the charge. He had little chance of overpowering Vahn with this weapon. He was built on strength and Adrenaline, Kain had more of finesse to him. He would have to utilize his agility to get the better of this opponent.
Kain bit hard onto the butt of his cig and met Vahn's charge. Vahn was making him attack first, Kain realized, something that put Vahn at an advantage. Kain believed that he'd take any brunt of a blow that was thrown at him for a chance the rip his opponent in half with that monstous sword.
Kain began to gear right of Vahn (Vahn's left). Kain, brought his right arm to cross over his left, bring the Naginata's blade to Vahn's upper chest. He also moved his hands further down the shaft, elongating its reach. Kain bent his body lower and led with his head first. The simple manuevering would have the blade slash across Vahn's right under arm, and as Kain was know bent lower, just under the lower rib and would continue along the abdomen as he would run forward.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 1:05 pm
This wasn't exactly the first time Vahn had gone up against such a weapon.
Enki himself was fond of using such a spear, so the fighter was used tot he movements associated with it. Although to be honest it had been quite a while since he'd fought a user.
As the spear came in, Vahn would shift his weight, hanging back on his left heel as he brought the flamberge from the left, and in a sweeping manner, in order to parry away the spear thrust.
Since he would be doing this purely one handed (right hand), he'd just be able to barely re-direct the spear's path, letting it go harmlessly to the side, turning in place as he did so, putting him slightly behind and to the left of his opponent.
the tight movement caused his left side to nearly re-open the closed wound, as pain raged on inside.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 2:14 pm
Kain's attack was based on a feint, the deflection was what he wanted. Vhan's parry sent the Naginata to the side and Kain used the momentum to his advantage. While he continued forward Kain snaked the spear around his waist and, turning on his heel, brought the weapon into a baseball swing at Vahn's midsection as he passed by.
On the swing Kain planted his right foot slightly ahead of his left, the muscles ready to spring backwards after the attack.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 5:46 pm
Already having done a tight turn on the heel of his greaves, the whack to the side was the last thing the fighter wanted.
Completely off balance, he went backwards, lifted off the ground slightly before both boots would become grounded again. Heavy skids were heard, along with a guttural grunt as eyes closed. Using his flamberge, he slowed himself further, causing sparks and bits of black flame to fly.
Eyes opened and narrowed, staring intently ahead.
"So much for the warm up."
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 6:09 pm
"Tough Sonuvabitch", he commented.
Kain straightened and skipped backwards, keeping his eyes on his opponent, towards his previously abandoned Obsidian Blade. Kain sent it back to the planar world that he had created through his maths and exchanged it for the Wakazashi.
Kain placed his re-acquired shortsword back into its sheath on the small of his back. Kain repositioned the sheaths position on his belt to the left waist. His Naginata held in it's defensive place, crossing his body.
"Hm *Kain chuckled* after this, I'll buy you a drink"
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 8:53 pm
"Hruuagh!" Giving off a yell he was moving forward again, right hand holding the flamberge out to the side and letting it's tip strike against the floor, leaving a wake of sparks.
He raised his left forearm in front of him, clearing the distance between both of them, and aiming to bring the flamberge swinging down for a low sweep towards his opponent's legs, blackened flame arcing off it's edge to increase it's range slightly.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 9:43 pm
Vahn charged and Kain was going to meet that charge. He was fast which left little time for Kain to think. He held onto the shaft on his weapon, put pressure on it and leaped forward.
Kain, vaulted and brought the spear to the left as both of his feet came in for a drop kick at Vahn's center chest, the flamberge catching the bottom of the Naginata changed the direction and attack. His legs were too long and he was getting thrown further to Vahn's right, Kain used his knees instead. From the height and the additional shock from Vahn's attack, Kain's body would collide with Vahn's left forearm and solar plexis.
The Bottom of Kain's Naginata was destroyed and was moved from Kain's plan to have Vahn run himself onto the end at the right side of the waist, but was instead moved further right, from his sweep, and further up by Kain's reaction to keep hold of his weapon, sending it towards Vahn's right shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 10:22 pm
"!" Yellowed eyes widened, even as his opponent struck into his chest, becoming jolted and slowed in his own momentum.
He felt the searing pain as the spear ran through his right shoulder, nearly causing him to drop the flamberge entirely.
Ride it... turn it into something.. turn it into something ELSE! The veins along his neck stood out briefly as he began falling back, his left palm spreading wide even as he focused on drawing out the black flame once more-- and this time in such a close range, the burst of flames would do more than give his opponent a scare.
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2006 10:44 pm
Kain felt the gathering of infernal energies and already guessed what was coming next,
"Hmph"
The blast sent Kain flying backward away from Vahn, his flames licking around his body. The attack was unavoidable and was a solid hit...but...Kain had a certain affinity to Pyromancy. The fact that it was a Devil's fire was much more appealing. Kain's rebirth was from the flames and so, as they created them they also healed him. Since no actual injuries pained Kain, save for the nasty scrap on his shoulder from being thrown and the tender area on the same place, not much benifitted him from that attack, but instead benefitted Vahn. Kain did one roll and than on his next time around for a second tumble landed on his feet on a kneel, sliding and chips of dried blood from his forearm flying.
Kain's shirt was in tatters, it was imbued to sustain normal fires nothing as advanced as to what his adversary was tossing at him. Kain didn't even have to tear off the tatters, nothing was holding them on. The rest of the enchanted shirt fell to the ground showing what was hiding underneath it, a dark shell of some sort. The shell covered Kain's forearms, biceps and torso. Funny, the same places on his shirt where they were most condensed with "sweat". The colour of the shell resembled coagulated blood and was seemingly durable.
Kain imediately stood, catching his bearings for a split second and then summoning back his Obsidian Odachi from his alter-planar-palace. Armed and seperated from his oponent again. It was another square off.
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Posted: Wed Jul 19, 2006 5:23 am
"....."
He pushed himself back up to his feet, right hand immediately clasping over the broken haft of the weapon still embedded in his shoulder. With a deep groan he dislodged it letting the pain wash over his body, shuddering a bit before letting the piece fall to the floor.
Yellowed eyes narrowed, even as he placed his left hand over his shoulder and began searing the wound shut for the moment.
Taking hold of his flamberge, he shrugged his shoulders, cracking his head to the side.
This feeling. This feeling you can't get from playing sports. Or simply living life.
He pushed forward, suddenly running as held the flameberge up and pointed forward with both hands. He kept his breath even and tried to ignore the stinging sensations coming from his side and right shoulder.
This is what I live for-- this is what I need!! Living in the moment--
His eyes widened, even as the flames around his blade seemed to burst into expansion, soaking his body and weapon in black flames. --is what I do best!
He was grinning a mad smile, even as he closed in, those of eyes of his and the flames that poured off his body from the boost leaving a hollowed out skull marking before the actual sword thrust would come.
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Posted: Mon Jul 24, 2006 12:59 pm
The charging Devil was a menacing sight, indeed. The hollowed skull put Kain on a little more than defensive. What to do about that caused him some grief, possiblities of its implicating damage washed over Kain.
His weapon was held firmly in his grasp and placed in its traditional defensive diagonal cross. Kain, didn't have much in reserve, but maybe a slight distraction from what he DID have, which was built up energy. Though it may have not been much he could still create a cloud that absorbs light.
Watching Vahn's mad advance, Kain calculated the distance, which was not much, and threw out a blob from his left hand that expelled the Blackest of substances, shooting out in a convex enrapture toward/around Vahn. The Substance was in cloud-like density and form and mimiced a blackhole by aborbing all visible light on both sides, blinding both parties technically. The cloud quickly formed a ten foot radius and foot thick pseudo-dome blocking any visible comprehension from Vahn and Kain.
If this Vahn was a devil like Kain was, perhaps he also held some mental abilities that could trace his movements, sound, vibration, smell and the like. Kain needed reassurance that his dodging would be made undetectable. He really didn't want to dish out both of his reserves but it seemed like he would have to. Kain released his barrier concoction from the start of the fight and was immediately consumed by its sterile and neutral environment.
This "meta-physical" sphere would shut in all aspects of a presence making it seem like Kain had Disappeared. It would nullify his energies, sound, impact of his body onto the ground, his scent, all aspects would be lost to Vahn. Kain didn't want to waste a second more while Vahn would hit the cloud, pumping his muscled legs to leap him into action, running around to the edge of the cloud on Vahn's right, five feet from where he would emerge from.
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Posted: Fri Aug 18, 2006 9:17 am
"!?
Not knowing quite exactly what to expect--- running into a wall of nothing wasn't exactly on the top of said expectedness. His thrust met nothing, and for that matter he couldn't even feel the flamberge conencting with anything at all.
All he could feel was himself-- but that was where it ended.
He couldn't feel the ground, couldn't hear his opponent, let alone see for s**t.
Not even his black flame was illuminating the area for him-- so there he stood perplexed and wondering what would happen next.
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