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 Posted: Sun Feb 03, 2013 3:48 pm
Cheap? Yes, it was quite cheap to stab someone. Throwing dirt in their face? That was simply a retaliation tactic in self defense! Nickeline plead innocently to all charges and claims of playing dirty, even if she had used dirt. What mattered was now Painite couldn't see and that meant she was now without one of her greatest senses!
Words were not for fighting, unless the words was word and that word was breathless. Tactical, why leave her without one sense when you could make it two? Why wouldn't she? Nickeline couldn't possibly think of a reason not to!
"Breathless," she spat out, almost bitterly. For a fighter, she was sure talking a lot! However, now was the time to make up for it. She wouldn't have too much more in her after the damage she'd taken from the spear so now was her chance! Both fists were ready, Nickeline shot at Painite. She aimed for her face, due to her personal preference of being able to see her handiwork clearly written all over their face.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2013 6:13 pm
General Painite was very glad for her powerful rank, and used that to her advantage. Senshi magic, she had learned, was only as effective as she allowed it to be. Or maybe she was just lying to herself. Whatever the case, she was not scared of senshi magic.
She threw her spear before she could get that word out, just to make sure that if she was distracted by this attack, she could at least get her own in and give the senshi something to think about.
Most senshi attacks just did stuff that distracted from or slowed down the battle. They weren't really damage oriented, from what she had experienced so far, though if she had her way she ended the fight before magic became a problem.
Right now, though, she wasn't aiming to kill. She was ready to end the fight with a laugh and a clap on the shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 7:04 pm
Nickeline's lips twisted into a smile when Painite threw her weapon, just barely slipping by it on her way to her. She had one thing left to do, and it was very simple: SHE JUST HAD TO PUNCH THIS WOMAN IN THE FACE. One good draw back, and Nickeline swung her fist. She wasn't sure if she hit anything or not because that was her limit, her wound kicking in and her body flipping ********," she groaned, her hand around her wound.
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Posted: Thu Feb 14, 2013 11:49 am
Painite moved backwards and avoided the hit, her rank playing in her favor in the duel. She arched her eyebrow at the senshi, then offered her a hand.
"Alright, that's enough. Good show," she said, though her tone was distant. Her feelings about senshi were in constant struggle. Maybe if they were called something else, her mind would not be so in conflict over liking them or not. She used to like them a lot more.
Now, not so much. Not because of this one, but before her. And just the white moon in general.
"Go patch yourself up," she said with a nod, chuckling. It had been a fun fight, at least.
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Posted: Fri Apr 12, 2013 11:01 am
Nickeline didn't like this. She didn't like Painite chuckling because it made her feel like she had loss when she felt like it had been neutral. She felt disrespect for no reason other than pride and language barriers so when she left she was not a happy senshi. She would "patch" herself up and then she would continue the angry battle cycle by finding someone weaker to pick on.
She laughed back with mockery or kinship, whatever Painite wanted to take it as, and then she left without even looking back. She had to move forward no matter what.
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