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 Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2006 12:18 pm
As Scytheress saw the attack forming the earth beneath her feet began to move and then when the blast was unleased the dirt and grass shot up to envelope the girl. Then when the blast hit the earthen encasing was utterly obliterated, the debris scattering around and no sign of the girl it had tried to protect. The force of Dante's attack had masked the sound of masses of dirt shooting up in mounds along the fringes of the arena, and because the arena was so big the ground by the combatants hadn't shaken at all. The only sign were small but very deep perferations in the floor beneath Dante's feet and where Scytheress had been. These penny-sized holes kept sprouting up in waves spanning from where the girl had stood. Scytheress wished him silent luck in finding her energy signature now that it was coming in equal portions from every hole in the arena.
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2006 12:33 pm
Dante took advantage of Scy's growth of earthen defense. His eyes flashed under his glasses as she left his sight,and he left hers. At the impact of the hit, Dante jumped into the air, coming down hard with his sword...but it hit only empty air. He looked around for Scy, surprised she wasn't there, but he had half-expected it. Swinging his sword over his shoulder, he whistled, looking around as he yelled, not caring about searching for Scy using Aura Sight, but just wanting to kick her a**. "Oh Dearest... Come out come out wherever you are..."His voice was almost mocking as he craked his neck, seeming to try and get used to this level of agility again. He sighed, speaking again in an irritated voice. "Come on, Baby!...I promise not to hurt you...THAT much." an evil grin filled his face as he looked around, waiting for her to arise, even from below him.
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2006 12:42 pm
Scytheress snickered fron her place beneath the surface as Rem began to cry within her head. The Elven Spirit didn't like the underground but the fresh open air. In short Rem was quite closterphobic. As the Elf continued to plead within her head Scytheress walked about the catacomb of tunnels she'd created. She heard her lover's voice from above and grinned wide. She looked forward to the wounds he would land on her and then revel in the pain they caused.
Scytheress picked her way about, keeping her energy evenly dispersed in the airated labrynth. She thought about how to attack next and then was gleefully delighted to reach her conclusion. She wouldn't come up to Dante, Dante would come down to her. From a good distance away Scytheress began subtly increasing her prominent energy beneath Dante, and then in one great heave shifted the tunnles together around him to create a deep hole covered by just a few feet of earth. As the cavern widened the weight the covering could hold diminished and began to cave from the center out. The center being right where Dante was standing.
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2006 1:00 pm
Dante simply fell, feeling the weight decrease below his feet, he knew he couldnt jump away because the force he'd plant would cause the ground to crumble faster. He plated his feet as the ground fell, and he looked down, happy to see the dark pit he was falling into. Perfect for hiding for him, but for her, too. Dante landed with a solid THUD, about 30 feet under the ground. He lowered his glasses slightly, his eyes flaring under the glass as he began to look around, his Dark Vision granting him sight as he spoke to Scy. "Not too bad...but you're going to have to try harder than that, Baby!"Dante looked around, sticking his sword into the soft earth as he looked around harder. He sighed, noting that Scy was still playing her little games with him as he gripped his sword again, holding it close to his face and muttering something is abyssal-tounge. It sounded angry. He swung the sword down and simply headed towards the strongest pulse of Reiatsu, speaking a low tone as his steps were carefree. "....How troublesome..."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 7:51 am
Now is when things would get interesting as Dante was now within a realm that wind and earth reigned supreme. Scytheress barked out a short laugh as she realized Dante had found her and she began to retract the energy stabalizing the system of tunnels. Yes restract. Scythe's energy was like a great web, spreading over the mass of the arena yet still very much connected to its owner, and as long as one strand of silk was threading each link of energy it wasn't expended just extended. Where there had be a faint glow about the walls it began to fade as the energy within them faded and Scytheress hefted her swallow to her shoulder to begin a slow march to meet up with Dante. Well, half meet up. With the way she had shifted the tunnels, the only way to Dante's course was by going a very long way around. So, Scytheress decided to make a new tunnel for herself straight to him. The displaced earth fell into the passage right in front of Dante, spilling out into a good three foot layer that if unavoided might secure Dante's legs in place or even knock him over and bury him.
"Ah, there you are lovely. Didn't get hurt in that fall now did ya?"
Scytheress smirked, her voice sounding with absolutely nothing but sadistic mirth and the eagerness she with held to be struck by the man before her.
"C'mon lovely, lets go now. No sense keepin' this battle up for so long. Other peoples might need it sometime ya know? Eh...Not that there will be much left for them to use. Heheh, well no part safe."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 8:37 am
Dante jumped back at the sight of the earthen wall falling apart, his left leg catching as he tripped backwards. catching himself on his right forearm as he heard Scy's sadistic laugh and words. He stood up quickly, grinnign to her as he shook his head. "No doubt you've got some fun planned for me,Baby... "He held his sword tight in his right hand, holding his arm out at a 45 degree angel with the sword's flat side aimed towards and away from Scy. His other hand rose only slightly, just above his hip, the plam exposed and his eyes now starting at her, his tone fitting the situation finally. "I agree... let's get this over with so we can watch the others. I won't wish you luck.... but I will say this: Try not to die on the end of my blade,ok Sweetheart? He grinned, holding the sword arm's muscles tense as his eyes narrowed. waiting and feeling the calm around him, just encase any sudden changes meant back-attacks.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 9:03 am
Scytheress hummed for a moment in thought, sliding her weapon from her shoulder and whipping it around let it rest in both hands at an angle as the 9' ceiling was brought too close for the weapon to stand straight by the surge of earth that had piled up beneath her feet. There was a multitude of option before the woman, yet only one really struck her fancy at that moment and oddly enough she turned and began to walk away from Dante, down the tunnle he had been proceeding along before abruptly stopped by her entrance, with her swallow dragging along the ground lazilly. Once she got to an area that could accomodate the size of her weapon she turned back to face him. A light wind ruffled the Fox's hair and made her tail sway back and forth softly as she took the blades back into her hands.
"Well, shall we continue hun?"
The four curved blades began to rotate, picking up spead in almost no time at all to cause a wind vortex that pulled air down the tunnel. This created a vaccuum with great enough force to start ripping bitf of the earth's flesh from the walls. The rocks and tree roots sailed toward the gyrating blades only to be smashed to tiny particles un recognizable as what they had been a part of. Now she only had t owait until the pull was strong enough for Dante to be pulled close, and then the real underground fun would start.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 10:20 am
Dante watched and laughed at Scy's display. Why was she being so foolish? Why didn't she just try and take him. He saw it: her weapon. It was too large for such a confined area, and he grinned, shaking his head as he felt himself being pulled towards her. laughing, he simply ran at her with a speed seen not about the ground by anyone, almost instantly on her as he spoke. "If you wanted to dance, you should've just said so!" He spun around to the left, pulling Ivroy from his coat and firing off eight rounds with his left hand as he finished the spin, his right arm comming down with an immensly powerful swing...but something didnt seem...just right The bullets....these ones didnt look enchanted! there was no aura around them as they barreled towards Scy, their speed greatly increased due to the lack of material in them as he cried out, slamming his sword against the ground. "Burning....SOUL!" As the attack hit the earth, a rather large amoutn of Dante's own force pushed towards Scy like an unstoppable locomotive, bound for her destruction. it filled the narrow hallway he was running through, scraping across the sides of the earth as it left and shot towards her, the attack seeming to scream with pain itself as Dante came from behind the attack. Wind or not, that attack had to be stopped by an attack of defense of the same spiritual power release, so she would have to stop the roation, not to mention...the spinning over her scythe was making the bullets drive EVER so much faster towards her...
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 11:20 am
Scytheress hadn't expected Dante to result to using his guns again but it was of little matter as most of the shots would inadvertantly hit the shaft of the swallow instead. The solution for the rest was set up immediately, almost like second nature from the surprise. There were technically two wind forces, the suction from the swallow and then the internal swirl of air that the blades were slicing through. It was the force between the blades that Scytheress focused on and made into a barrier of sorts. However it was so sudden that she stopped the bullets themselves but not the strength behind them and the wind of the barrier was shot through. Three of the bullets managed to strike the shield and the shocks hit Scythe in a vertical line going up the center of her body, each impact feeling like a paintball from point-blank range, breaking the skin but not puncturing much passed. The first shot hit just below her ribs, the next below her collar bone and the third the center of her forehead, each leaving a bloody circle of partially ripped flesh. The last shot knocked Scytheress off her feet and to recover she brought the spinning blades up over her head. The drag from the swallow allowed Scythe to flip to her feet and return an answering shock wave to the one from Dante's own weapon, only hers seemed to scrape the ceiling as well as the ground and began a cave in between them.
"Heheh, whoopsie!"
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 12:00 pm
Dante laughed manically. "HAHAHAHA! YOU IDIOT!" Running almost behind the force of his blast, he reached for his necklace with his left hand, dropping Ivory into his sleeve as he ripped his necklace from his throat. As the two blasts of force collided, Dante screamed in insane fury, Dante watched the top of Scy's force come down on his. As soon as the pass was opened, his tossed his necklace, an almost perfect shot, as it landed behind Scy. His body suddenly went limp...then turned to darkness. It bled away and the glasses fell from its face, revealing the truth: it wasn't Dante!
Dante had used a technique he had called 'The Dead Soul Shadow', in which he places his own soul and body into his necklace, the jewel in the middle actually a soulstone, and creates a Shadow-like figure of himself. How could he have managed time for this? Simple: Before Scy drove him underground...and created a wall of earth between him and he and they couldnt see eachother. The play has gone perfectly, And Dante rose quickly from about 4 feet behind Scy, using her OWN shadow to feed his body back to manifestation., like a parasite eating from an unwilling host. His grin was gone, now a sadicstic look of joy filled his jaws as he held both hands close to his body, his eyes flaring red behind his glasses as he roared out into the soon forsaken fighting zone. "Feel my fury and tremble like a fallen Devil before me! SEKIHATEN KYOKEN!!!!" he shot his hands out, a blast of Demonic energy that had the same power of a point-blank howitzer shell went off around Scy AND Dante, engulfing the area behind her and in front of her as the two forces of their own power where he stood only a moment ago collapsed on eachother, creating a devistating effect like that of a large napalm bomb errupting from under the jungle playing field. Flame shot up through the ground from the force, steam and dark smoke rose as the non-elemental attack surrounded and fell in uon them both. Dante would not be too badly harmed...but the fact was, he'd drained alot of his power from that attack, and hoped it would at least cause Scy to bleed...
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 12:52 pm
Well Dante sure was one trick after another. Why couldn't he just come out and face Scytheress like a real man instead of hiding in gems? It was no matter as it seemd they were taking the battle back above ground anyway, and then there'd be little reason for these little facades. The force from both blasts condensed inward and had to be released and so used Scytheress as one means to make a hole to the surface. Her back and shoulders hit the ceiling, causeing the swallow to clatter back to the floor, and then drove her through the 21 feet of solid earth all while flames surged after her. The four blackwings took the brunt of damage since naturally they form a cocoon when bent around her back like this.
Finally Scytheress was shot clear of the ground at a slight angle and caught on a thick tree. All the scratches were slammed against the bark and Scythe nearly had the breath knocked from her lungs, and yet...she laughed as she slid down to rest straddling a branch. She brought her burnt right palm to her forehead as her laughs became uncontrolable, smearing the blood there and squeezing it out to drip down her face. It had been a long time since she'd felt such pain, and she rubbed the abrasions on her back against the roughness of the tree just to feel it more. At that moment she cared little for where Dante had gotten to but it was sure he'd hear her voice as it fell over the playing field. She almost cried from how happy she was as she began peeling strips of charred skin from her forearms and shook her blood laced wings.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 1:35 pm
Dante spun in the air, the earth tearing into him like a diamond-cutter against leather. His skin was torn and ripped, but he didnt care. He knew Scy would be far worse as he laned like a cat, no more than at least twenty feet from where Scy was screaming like a maniac. He stood slowly, blood running down the fingertips of his left hand from a tear in his forearm, and more down his face from a rather large gash across his cheek, his seemingly innocent face now literally stained in blood. He walked raggedly towards her, catching his breath as he watched her attack herself, smiling as he placed his hands into the air, moving his feet from one another to create a defensive stance while his torso was posed to attack in a hurry. This was Hazuki-Soma fighting...this is what he lived for. "So...I guess this is what they call the 'lets skip the foreplay and go straight to sex' ploy, aye? Well, Love... you are about to get your a** kicked twelve ways to Sunday." he took one step forward, watching her in his eyes as he spoke again. "Now....Come to Daddy."
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 2:01 pm
Scytheress flicked a piece of flesh from her finger tip toward Dante but it fell way short of the man. She wa still laughing, but softer now. Her jacket was ripped beyond repair and the woman was able to rip it off with a lazy tug to the fabric, leaving her torso covered by only the black halter top. Not exactly fighting garb, and the extent of damage done to her red skirt was evident when she pushed herself up to stand on the branch, the delicate cloth torn into strips. Scy walked as far out on the branch as her weight would allow and looked down through the diminished foliage and passed the burning timbers.
"And here I thought you'd have something better to do with my a**, sigh, but I guess a good pounding is in order."
The Fox hopped to the side off the limb and landed nimbly on her toes, her fangs showing in her grin as she took a few steps closer to close the gap between them, leaving now only about six feet. She took no stance, only tucked her hands up behind her head to pull the skin on her back apart more, breaking the thinned skin in some areas to bleed fresh.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 5:22 pm
Dante grinned. moving in a circular pattern, and stepping ahead at the same time, he lowered the distance between him and Scy to a mere three feet. He rounded off his last step towards ler, the step behind with his lfet leg, as he punched: A left hook towards Scy's face while he twisted around with his right leg for a kick to just above her knee.
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Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 6:32 pm
As his left fist came towards her head she leaned back to avoid it, bending nearly in half backwards as her wings shot out to stabalize her and then when his right leg came around she jumped up, mostly off her left foot so that she spun over. In mid-air she flapped her wings down ward to propell her feet like a donkey-kick toward the back of his head as he spun with the kick he'd just made.
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