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 Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 4:11 pm
(this will make an interesting battle, long range vs. short.))
Amaya grined and decided to kick things off. Gracefully and quicky, she sweeps in low amlost bowing and she steps in for a low horazontal slash.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 4:40 pm
(Oh I agree lets just hope I'm any good sweatdrop )
Makoto though quick, jumping back, bringing the naginata infront of her, swiping it vertically upward against the blade thrusing up to knock Amaya off balance.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 4:45 pm
Amaya steps back and turns the throw-off into an upward swing, spining it as she does so it hope to catch her offgaurd.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 5:26 pm
Makoto was taken a bit aback, she took several quick steps back to protect herself, making sure to keep the naginata between herself and Amaya.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 6:05 pm
"Hmm." Amaya said as she took another defensive stance a few steps back, "now that I've seen what your capable of, it's time to get serious!" Suddenly her movements become much quicker. She flies at Makoto, swinging down at her with her umbrella.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 6:15 pm
Makoto's eyes widden, her stance changing she ran up to Ayama meeting her half way, she jabed the naginata into the tatami mats with the base end basicly using it as a pole vault to throw it and herself over and behind Amaya, she turned around as in one swift elegant movement, making a jabing motion at Amaya's back.
"Looks like I'll have to as well."
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:03 pm
Amaya moves her blade behind her, BARELY blocking the hit before it would be counted a point. Ducks down and legs sweeps her.
(maybe we should make it 5 or 3 ponits, lol. We may never end this.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:08 pm
Makoto yelped nearly lossing blance and stumbbled back her wepon the only thing keeping her from falling.
((I say 3 this could never end hehe))
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:10 pm
Another figure walked in through the opening in the wall, wearing a grey cloak, with his face covered by a straw hat. He takes note of the combatants already in the arena, starting slightly as he appears to recognize one of them. The figure rubs one cheek lightly for a moment, his eyes narrowing under the shadow of the hat.
"Amaya..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:19 pm
Her blade moves so that she is withing point distance as she stumbles back.
(3 it is then!))
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:29 pm
Makoto regained focus, parrying with her wepon this time trying to get it out of Ayama's hands.
"You're not bad Ayama-chan. Reminds me when I sparred with Ryuu-sama!"
Makoto giggled while thrusting out her wepon again.
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:47 pm
(Was that a point?))
Amaya laughs happily, she is thrown back for a moment back into time when her father would "sneak attack" her as a teenager. They's end up in a sparring match then would end up silly at times, and when she won her father would give her a present, from a gift, to her favorite foods, even stories of her mother.
Swings her closed umbrella to deflect the attempted parry, swinging upward vertically with the other.
(This reminds me, I need to design a buster sword for my avvy. I like to desgn weopons, it's a hoppy of mine.))
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 8:57 pm
((I have no idea, I completly forgot about points at this.....point))
Makoto smiled and moved back, spinning the wepon in frount of her, using it now more so as if it were a staff, she needed to find a point to focus on. She took her attention away from the sword focusing now on the parsol it self, while attepting to get it caught in her blade.
((Oh well that is always fun, I've been trying yo work with my 3D art myself, still learning so I'm not any good))
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2006 9:00 pm
The cloaked figure, still watching the fight, sits down slowly, a dagger seeming to simply appear in his hand, along with a stick... one he's apparently been carving for some time. After examining the stick, the figure then begins carving it, his goal for this sculpture still unknown.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2006 3:45 pm
Arikku watched the fight intently and studied the pairs movements. She didn't even notice the stranger come in until he sat down about a foot away from her. She startled and looked over to her side.
She pondered a minute and bowed her head watching him carve the wood. She eventually turned her attention back to the fight.
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