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 Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2015 10:25 pm
The punch was expected, and thus, Leucite moved to block it. However, the following kick was not expected and thus in true Karate Kid Fashion, Elsa managed to "Sweep the Leg." Leucite went down as a 6'2" 210lb. male would. Like a sack of bricks. Chin got tucked into his chest to prevent himself from rattling his brain against the floor, and arms spread out to absorb some of the impact, but he knew this was going to leave him open as a newborn kitten. Already he was bringing his legs up to try and ward off a tackle that he knew had to be following.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2015 10:37 pm
Elsa grinned like a feral animal, and followed his target down, but not for the punchfest Leucite might have expected. Instead, he reached to press his open palm to the Captain's face, and snarled out the name of his attack.
"Wendigo Creep." He watched the frost form under his fingers, and there wasn't even a flicker of hesitation. His doubts had obviously bene well and purged - and even if not, there was no reason for him to want to hold back here.
"You wanted magic? ******** eat magic, you son of a b***h."Torvil Elsa grabs an exposed part of one target's skin and speaks the name of his attack, and frostlike patterns begin to travel out from his hand. He must maintain his grip for five seconds, and if he does, the target begins to experience a cold chill, and hallucinate that there is a Wendigo stalking them, which comes with a creeping sensation of being hunted and the smell of rotting flesh. These effects last for thirty seconds total. Elsa can use this attack three times per battle.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2015 10:55 pm
Magic, of course, he'd left himself completely open to it. With a howl of rage, Leucite grabbed a hold of the arm whose hand was now pressed to his face. Oh, he'd eat the magic attack, that was no problem, but he wasn't about to go out alone. Legs came up to try and capture the smaller male, even as his arms wrapped up the one around his head in a lock. After the five seconds of contact though, he felt the chill brush across his face. He could feel the eyes of the hungry beast stalking him... He could smell the rotting flesh as it hunted him. But he was not easy prey, he would not go down without a fight. He tightened his grip on the arm in his grasp, keeping it locked with one arm as the other roughly clawed and thrashed at the owner of it. "YOU WON'T TAKE ME DOWN, YOU SON OF A b***h! I'LL KILL YOU TOO!"
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2015 11:31 pm
Elsa struggled, but Leucite had a foot in height and probably sixty pounds or so on him. There was only so much he could do without risking breaking his own arm. So he moved his other hand to Leucite's throat, and started pressing down as hard as he could.
His intent wasn't to kill, but he sure as hell wasn't going to regret it if he did. And he was going to make Leucite regret deciding to push him.
He had never so longed for the Negaverse's ability to slip a hand into an enemy's chest and extract their soul.
"I'm not dying here, you sick ********," he snarled, leaning all his weight down.
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Posted: Sat Dec 12, 2015 11:43 pm
Leucite felt the hand on his throat and the panic set in. The knee-jerk fight or flight reaction that came when his life was in danger. Snarling much as an animal caught in a trap would, Leucite bared his teeth and snapped at the nearest exposed flesh he could get to of his foe. His teeth kept snapping, even as his one arm kept the hand on his face locked in place. His other fist swung wildly at the male over him, unrelenting and angry in its assault. No more words issued from Leucite, only feral growls and grunts of pain.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 12:02 am
Elsa wanted this over, right now. This was getting way too tight and close-quarters for him, with someone twice his size.
There was one thoroughly reliable way to end a fight with another man swiftly - so Elsa shifted, brought his knee back, and drove it as hard as he could into Leucite's groin. It was the easiest way he could think of to end this, because he really just wanted to retreat and lick his wounds and much more carefully consider who he partnered with in the Negaverse.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 12:05 am
Why was it - when the fight got super heated - they always hit him THERE. It was getting to the point that he should just expect it. Instead, the pain rippled through him and he stiffened, his throat making a terrible retching noise as his body tried to curl up in on itself to protect the sensitive area that had just been horrifically assaulted. Elsa would be able to escape pretty easily.
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Posted: Sun Dec 13, 2015 12:13 am
Given the opportunity, Elsa practically leapt off, retreating quickly. There was no way in hell he was sticking around to wait for Leucite to recover.
And he would remember that name - not just because of the bruises and, he suspected, probably bite marks (what the hell) but because he was obviously pretty ******** unstable. Maybe Umber would want to hear about it.
Either way, he was off like a shot, fleeing back the way he had come.
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