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Miliardo Kason rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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 Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 10:34 am
"You have the same look in your eyes..."
It was a warning sign, Roland could feel a trickle of paranoia and fear building in his mind and Sylvia lapped it up like a starving hound. He didn't wait though, he moved forward again sweeping Sylvia in a wide arch to catch Tuck with her blade.
HP: 33/40
DMG: 4
CHG: 1/3 | 0/2
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bipolar bee rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 10:47 am
"Ain't personal."
He had to keep reminding himself that. It wasn't personal. Just a spar. What had happened between himself and Nevada didn't have anything to do with this.
Except that it kinda did.
Ro's attack had Tuck stumbling back slightly, and he narrowed his eyes.
"S'more like it."
HP: 36/40
DMG: --
CHG: 2/3 | 0/2
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Miliardo Kason rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 10:53 am
Oh how personal it could have been, had he left the labs, had he looked for her in her room. It could have been so much worse. Instead Roland was blissfully innocent, though his own worries where that of the look in Tuck's eyes, something that could be a danger.
Suddenly it was there, an opening, a chance.
Roland rushed forward, the earlier question about how quick he was getting a clear response as Sylvia pinwheeled over head coming down over and over in a series of quick short strikes before Roland stepped back holding Sylvia hands spread apart to catch what he expected to be the next attack.
He didn't speak, he simply listened, drowning in the song Sylvia was singing in the back of his head, her hunger slowly easing as she drank from Tuck's fear shield.
HP: 33/40
DMG: 7
CHG: 2/3 | 0/2
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bipolar bee rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 10:57 am
Herryk was an uneasy presence in the back of Tuck's mind. There was something unspeakably familiar about the odd twinges of almost-not-quite-jealousy that surged through Tuck's mind, and Herryk wasn't sure he liked it.
The draugr remained silent and steadfast, troubled by the thoughts that tumbled through Tuck's mind. It was all so petty and selfish.
Tuck knew what he'd signed up for. It wasn't like Nevada was the last woman on the island.
Regardless of the rationalizations, Tuck attacked, Herryk's blade catching Ro along the upper thigh - right near his hip.
HP: 29/40
DMG: 9
CHG: 3/3 | 0/2
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Miliardo Kason rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 11:17 am
The strike was low and to the side, Sylvia was settled in to catch something from up high, a vicious strike from above. He felt the blade, felt it crush against his leg Sylvia straining with a howl in the middle of her song as he dropped down to his knee.
The dance wasn't over.
He shifted his grip grabbing Sylvia by the end of her shaft, hooking her blade around Tuck's own knee tugging him into the dirt as quickly as he put himself down with Herryk.
HP: 24/40
DMG: 5
CHG: 3/3 | 0/2
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bipolar bee rolled 1 4-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-4)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 11:51 am
Tuck grunted and fell to his knee, a frown creasing his brow. He brought Herryk up before him, and the axe's runes sparked and fizzled.
a*****e.
<Herryk does not approve of this fight. Theodore is acting like a ******** word was directed at nobody in particular, and the world in general.
HP: 24/40
DMG: barrier failure omgggg i hate my life
CHG: 0/3 | 1/2
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Miliardo Kason rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 11:57 am
Roland knew that look, the ******** just confirmed it.
<<< Barrier Failure >>>
Both weapon and hunter knew the shame and terror of feeling the barrier fail to take form or shatter, the memory of hot lava, weapons shattering through. It was never pleasant and Tuck was going to have another reason to hate the abilities failure after this.
Scrambling out of the dirt Roland rushed Tuck down again hefting Sylvia up high as she hit a high note in her constantly shifting song, the scythe came down hard once, twice, three times hacking at Tuck's shield while he had the advantage.
HP: 24/40
DMG: 9
CHG: 3/3 | 0/2
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bipolar bee rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 1:19 pm
Tuck's shield was still relatively intact, and so he lunged forward again after Ro's brutal attack.
Okay, the guy might be small, but he could hit like a ******** truck.
Tuck came in from the opposite side he'd hit before, Herryk's blade cutting up and in, just under Ro's arm.
HP: 15/40
DMG: 7
CHG: 1/3 | 1/2
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Miliardo Kason rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 2:08 pm
Roland was fond of his arm, very fond indeed, when Tuck came in his eyes went wide, he turned and twisted releasing Sylvia into a one handed grip and pulling his arm back. The axe didn't catch his arm, but the turn let it rip across his chest knocking him around a full 360 as the momentum the swing pressed into him.
He stumbled, the dance faltered, Sylvia hissed a series of sharp bitter notes that caused him to wince even more, a sharp reminder that their shield wouldn't last forever.
Still, big swing meant big openings, so Roland took one of his own bringing his scythe back around aiming shoulder to hip to drive Tuck back with one mighty swing.
HP: 17/40
DMG: 7
CHG: 3/3 | 0/2
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bipolar bee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 2:21 pm
This hadn't been a battle that Tuck had intended to take too far, and with that thought in mind he stopped attacking. He didn't find anything tasteful about either one of them ending up in the infirmary for no good ******** reason, and deep down Tuck knew that he'd gotten what he'd deserved.
Maybe it wasn't a proper beatdown, but he felt a little humbled - and he'd learned his lesson.
Don't ******** girls with boyfriends.
Even if Roland had no idea what had transpired the previous night, this had turned into a muddle mess of feelings that Tuck didn't want to have to sort through.
Defending himself should Roland decide to continue attacking, Tuck offered the smaller man a smile that didn't quite reach his light eyes.
"You hit like a ********' train when you want to, man."
HP: 8/40
DEFENDING FOR: 2
CHG: 1/3 | 1/2
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Miliardo Kason rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 2:28 pm
Roland dropped back crouched slightly Sylvia held out towards the other hunter debating his next move. The other hunter seemed to back off a bit. He watched his eyes, there was something off with it. It bothered him, but the other hunter didn't attack.
Slowly he shifted tugging his collar to the side revealing the nasty scar on his shoulder. "I learned a hard lesson about letting people hit you around here..."
He hadn't de-summoned Sylvia though.
"Do you concede?"
HP: 17/40
DEFEND: 4
CHG: 3/3 | 0/2
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 2:30 pm
"Ain't nothin' to concede," Tuck narrowed his eyes and desummoned Herryk, the weapon returning to his totem form as a ring around Tuck's finger.
"Was just a friendly spar. I ain't the type to be sendin' people to the infirmary. Don't make no sense t'do so. Ain't here on the field to wreck people."
Tuck shrugged and offered the other man another smile.
"Nice spar. I think we can both agree on that."
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 2:34 pm
Sylvia vanished purring in delight in the back of his mind at finally getting a bite of fear. A small replica of her hanging from his ear.
"Better to clarify, people do some screwed up stuff on this island." He wouldn't put it past someone like Rep, or Melvin to take another shot after the fight was over just to really 'win' one because of pride, the other because of pure cold calculations.
"A lot of people don't see it that way sadly, that and accidents happen." Rin.
When he offered the congratulations on the spar Roland shrugged a bit, at least that smile seemed to reach the other hunters eyes.
"Better then my last few, picking fights with hunters who have guns never seems to end well for me."
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 2:39 pm
Tuck shrugged.
"I can see that. Herryk's got some range, but nothin' huge. Nothin' like a gun, or a bow."
He cleared his throat loudly. It was the most surreal ******** thing, standing in the middle of the training field having a conversation with Nevada's boyfriend.
"I'ma go for a run, man. Next time you want to spar, lemme know."
It seemed the polite thing to do.
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Posted: Tue May 28, 2013 2:42 pm
Roland nodded in agreement, the axe did have a fairly good reach and a blade like that could do damage indeed no matter how it caught you.
He shifted slightly tucking his hands into his pockets as Tuck cleared his throat. The guy just seemed off for some reason the whole time they had been talking.
"You sure about that run? You seem a bit out of it outside of the spar."
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