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 Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2021 1:28 pm
 
Tyche looked to the confused bunny faunus, figuring he did not understand, so she would enlighten him to a degree of what she'd been taught/come to understand herself. "We all have deities that give us the gifts we possess, or at least helps us to enhance what is within ourselves," She had concluded before the next card would bring them peace enough to talk. As she would listen, her mind pondered this rare opportunity before nodding slightly. "You are sharp. But, you are incorrect if you think luck is a constant; I know it changes, and she only ever lends, never gives fully," Tyche said before smiling to Ren. "This is quite fun," Nerigatti thought, pleased to see him getting ready. When asked why she Chose to attack him, she tilted her head slightly and took a step forward. "I don't choose anything," Tyche thought before saying so.
Underneath the light, he would see, some faint some less so, the many many whip and knife scars that covered the flesh at her chest and the top of her shoulders that could be seen. Sea-blue eyes looked to the tall young faunus, he'd be able to see the faint scar under her right eyelid "Lady Fate, Mistress of Luck and Destiny has merely brought us here. I did not choose that...I only follow her signs. In doing so, I am fulfilled," Tyche replied truthfully before smirking slightly. "I'm ready if you are," Tyche commented, sincerity in each word as she would feel herself weakening but, not done yet. She would await Ren's response. After he spoke, she knew the card of peace and calmness would be done and the card around them would disappear. If he agreed, her training could begin.
OUT OF CHARACTER * ▬▬ Fixed the missing speech. Please let me know if I need to edit anything. )POST COUNT * ▬▬ 28 Posts ) tab LOCATION / COMPANY * ▬▬ Commercial Streets of Vale; Nighttime / Ren ) tab SEMBLANCE ACTIVATION / REST * ▬▬ Card 3/4: █ 15 ▬ XIV Temperance: Tyche and her opponent are relaxed by an illusion of a calm and balanced surroundings. 2/2 posts. ) tab EQUIPMENT / ATTIRE * ▬▬ Calf-high boots making adding 3 inches to her height / Messenger Bag / Nerigatti / Cane / Cards (54/54))
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Posted: Sun Feb 28, 2021 12:09 am
 Ren listened as she spoke about the gods and how the deities helped by giving or enhancing existing gifts for each of the people. His eyes remained focus as he cracked his knuckles before he spoke. "Then I guess I'm either granted strength from Dionysus or Centzon. Two different religions, but gods nonetheless for partying it up." He responded to her first statement, letting the conversation go as she spoke about him being sharp but incorrect about the constant luck. "Then I assume my guess is correct as it is a Chance deck." He commented calmly before he watched her stepping towards him, his body tensed as he saw the scars adorning her body. This wasn't her first scrap at all, she was covered in so many scars it was astonishing to him. "So....many scars.......experiences...." He uttered aloud before he heard her speak as he could see the last scar under her right eyelid. "I see, then if you're fulfilled to see this battle through without death then fine by me. We can continue with this severe training by seeing the depths of our power right?" He asked her while he flexed his legs, and as soon as the card's effect ended, he would utilize his speed skill to dash at her quickly, aiming a hard right towards her abdomen. Not stopping there, if she dodged or took the attack, he'd chase after her with a few side flips, flourishing and disguising an attack with a spinning roundhouse towards her head. If she was hit by his burning hand, the attack would be coming from behind her aimed at her back, if she dodged his burning hand, he'd follow her movements with a kick aimed for her head.
Company: A Strange Gypsy; Outfit: School Outfit; Team: DSHR! ; Semblance: Party Time!
Status Effects: 0-Resist Aura(0/5), Electric Burning Fist(0/3); Burning Fist(2/3)
Gear on hand:
3 Dust Slotted: 1 Purple, 1 White, 1 Red(Used)
1 Large Dust: 1 Yellow
Backpack:
6 pack of beer.
Weapon: Blasphemous Drunkard
Post Count: 74
OOC: On the Streets?!
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2021 6:33 pm
Tyche could not stop the smile that played her lips briefly at the mentions of the gods, though it was clear he knew not which praised him. To his question after her retort, she would nod slightly, her gaze never leaving him as she spoke. Though she was silent to his comment on her scars. Something about her stern expression clearly told him that pity was frowned upon to her. She had assured him that Death was not what was to happen here and he seemed to be accepting of it. Good, she would not be pleased if he had denied the Goddess' wishes. "Yes," Tyche said. "He's fast," Nerigatti thought, bringing up her bracers as he charged.
"But, I see you," Tyche thought with a glint of mischief. Even if she took the hit to her abdomen, she would be winded before he was gone. Blades out of her bracers, she waited for him to make his move. Sea-blue eyes followed, reading him. She was waiting until he was within range and would cross blades in such a way to slow or even stop his advance with her deft hand-eye-coordination. Smiling slightly, she felt a stir of chaos inside that she had not felt in a while. If he was still in range, she would jab/stab, slashing as/if he moved away. Once out of blade range (6 ft), she would go to blade-whip mode for more mobility of her blades. "Quite speedy," Tyche muttered, still under the street lights, if Ren got to her back, he'd notice that much like the front (or maybe a little deeper) were very similar scars along it. Whether it was wise or not, if he stayed out of range of her whipping blades she would return them to sword form. Ready for more, and not desiring to draw a card just yet as she was going to advance towards him if he didn't engage first. "I want him close," Tyche thought with a sadistic glee...
OUT OF CHARACTER * ▬▬ Please let me know if I need to edit anything. )POST COUNT * ▬▬ 29 Posts ) tab LOCATION / COMPANY * ▬▬ Commercial Streets of Vale; Nighttime / Ren ) tab SEMBLANCE ACTIVATION / REST * ▬▬ Card 3/4 ) tab EQUIPMENT / ATTIRE * ▬▬ Calf-high boots making adding 3 inches to her height / Messenger Bag / Nerigatti / Cane / Cards (54/54))
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Posted: Thu Apr 22, 2021 7:32 pm
"Good," Was the only word to leave his lips before he charged, his legs kicking off the ground in a fast sprint as he came to her, his right foot perpendicular as he charged and with the strength in his leg, he skidded smartly as he landed a quick body blow at her abdomen. His movements were focued now, no longer inebriated anymore as he then hopped away slightly, his left leg landing first with his hands at his head before he started to perform his flips, the flames on his right hand fading and growing brighter from the movements of air as it ate away at oxygen but a loud clang echoed into the night. His right leg was stuck slightly up, his torso able to see her head and her left hand up with the blade extended. 'She saw it coming?!' He thought before she raised her right hand up. They were tied in strength so he couldn't push her blade down. He brought his left hand up and in his awkward state, he had to use his left gauntlet covered hand to try and block, his aura taking a few hits before he glared. He had to trade and what better way than to use her weapon against her.
He used the weird position of her arm and leg, evading her next stab as he hopped up on his left leg and aimed a quick backwards dropkick push her away along with gaining distance. If it worked, she'd be knocked back but able to change her blades, but if she moved her arm to drop him, he'd safely roll away, avoiding her follow ups as he would make it to his feet and seeing the blades extending further. He closed his eyes and glared at her before he brought his left hand up. "This has been a fun chase hasn't it?" He asked of her, the wind shard in his gauntlet glowing before he brought it down, the light gravity in his left graeve activating as an aura appeared around him. "But now I'll have to go all out!" He shouted at her as his speed increased dramatically.
Company: Nerigatti ; Outfit: School Outfit; Team: DSHR! ; Semblance: Party Time!
Status Effects: 0-Resist Aura(5/5), Electric Burning Fist(0/3); Burning Fist(2/3)
Gear on hand:
3 Dust Slotted: 1 Purple, 1 White, 1 Red(Used)
1 Large Dust: 1 Yellow
Backpack:
6 pack of beer.
Weapon: Blasphemous Drunkard
Post Count: 74
OOC: On the Streets?!
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Posted: Mon Jul 05, 2021 3:40 pm
Tyche couldn't lie, she was intrigued with Ren's choice of attack, which had indeed pushed her back with a little air escaping. She would not waste the opportunity to return her blades to whips to strike him. His question made her smirk slightly. "Indeed," Tyche replied before looking back atthe rabbit faunus with mischief in those sea blue eyes as he came for her. "He is fast, but that will be his downfall," Nerigatti thought as he came at her with alarming speed, she would move in the right spot to capture him with her whip-blades. "There," Tyche confirmed as he would feel the tearing of flesh and cloth along his chest.
A cry of pain was music to her ears as he backed off. Seeing his anger burning in his eyes only excited her more; as her eyes sparkled with delight. "Don't tell me that's your best," Tyche cooed teasingly. She had niggled at him enough to get him to run at her again. His speed was incredible, and his motion...it was like a dance for her as her ability to time herself right to block and parry countered his attacks. Most of them. One misstep had her falling, opening herself to his fist in her diaphragm. Coughing, she decked him in the nose to get him away for a second. As she did, the last card was drawn. "So, he shall live indeed..." Tyche considered Judgement's reversal as the aura devils would appear. Their doubts had gotten in her head enough that their second round, Ren had her on the ground until she almost sliced his ear with her blades. Spitting out blood, her eyes sparkled with enough anger that she sharpened her focus; reading his movements when he came for her, placing herself just right and moving with agile movement to strike just right. By the end of it, they were bloodied, clothes were cut...
The evening would end with Ren on the ground and her blade at his neck before withdrawing them. "You're good..." Tyche told him before walking away. Returning with a white patch or two to place on his scars. "How funny...to help him," Tyche thought before collecting her things into her bag. "If the fates allow...we will meet again," Tyche told the weak boy. With that, she would turn and walk away into the night.
OUT OF CHARACTER * ▬▬ Exit. )POST COUNT * ▬▬ 30 Posts ) tab LOCATION / COMPANY * ▬▬ Commercial Streets of Vale; Nighttime / Ren ) tab SEMBLANCE ACTIVATION / REST * ▬▬ Card 4/4: █ 21 ▬ XX Judgement (Reversed): Devils of aura appear to cast doubt and hinder Tyche. ) tab EQUIPMENT / ATTIRE * ▬▬ Calf-high boots making adding 3 inches to her height / Messenger Bag / Nerigatti / Cane / Cards (54/54))
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Posted: Tue Jul 06, 2021 7:57 pm
The battle went on for what seemed like hours to Ren, his body being taken to its limit by Tyche as he was panting heavily. Cuts and bruises on his body, his clothing torn as he managed to mount her. His attacks wailing on her till she almost cut his ears and caused him to roll away. He was using his speed to his advantage, but even with his enhanced speed, he was predictable as it proved to be his undoing as she knocked him down and this time it was for the count. He couldn't get back up as he was breathing heavily. His left eye was swollen shut from the hits he took but as he was bleeding, he watched her return with a couple of white patches before he felt her patching him up. "Nnnngh... not good enough to come out on top...I hope we meet again under different circumstances." He told her calmly with a weak smile before he was left to heal, in the streets where a passerby could've come and picked him up, taking him to a hospital nearby to recover. His last thought was.... 'She's nice.... but I need to be wary if I run into again, next time I might not be so lucky.'
Company: Nerigatti ; Outfit: School Outfit; Team: DSHR! ; Semblance: Party Time!
Status Effects: 0-Resist Aura(5/5), Electric Burning Fist(0/3); Burning Fist(2/3)
Gear on hand:
3 Dust Slotted: 1 Purple, 1 White, 1 Red(Used)
1 Large Dust: 1 Yellow
Backpack:
6 pack of beer.
Weapon: Blasphemous Drunkard
Post Count: 74
OOC: On the Streets?!
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