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 Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 2:28 pm
How entertaining to receive a greeting as he approached the summit. This man was armed. That meant he could fight, even if just a little. Keno didn't verbally, respond. He simply eyed his new prey. He too kept an air of mystery about him. It seemed so cliche now, but that was the way of most everyone KenoTao knew. Oh well. Mysteries didn't promise strength. And he wasnt' all that impressed. He addressed this man the same way he addressed the man in Orion....with a ki blast to the face.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 2:44 pm
Making note of the Ki blast fired his way he smirked raising his palm in a nonchalant manner. Catching the sphere of energy as it were a mere pebble he blinked at it laughing lightly.
"Cute...I'm no stranger to aggression..."
Tossing the sphere behind him he laughed lightly.
"Please don't underestimate."
Behind him the sphere exploded with a resounding explosion of dust and debris.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 2:49 pm
Who was this man to speak of underestimating someone? That ki blast was nothing more than throwing the gauntlet. Regardless of this man's experience, he had better take this a little more seriously. In the back of his mind Keno thought he should kill this man straight off just for that comment. But the other part of him wanted him to realize how futile this battle would be. In a flash, five more blasts of ki were coming at the mysterious challenger. Front, left, right, behind, and from above. The only indication that Keno had moved was that he was now randomly sliding to a halt, moving to his left.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 2:58 pm
Grinning broadly he yawned flicking his wrist a set of 4 Kunai sliding out between his fingers. In almost the same gesture he releases the Kunai each flying in the direction of a Ki blast. Walking toward his opponent he smiled amiably as the Kunai rained about his form embedding themself in the mountain top. Crouching toward Keno he tilted his head.
"And..."
Whipping his tail he repelled the last ki blas sending it off toward the horizon.
"So do you actually have some technique are we going to playing with parlor tricks all night."
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:03 pm
At the very mention of the word 'night,' KenoTao tickled the blade of his Mineral with the back of his prey's neck. He had left an after image behind and continued to move in close. He wasn't going to kill him just yet. This man didn't know him, he realized. That meant that if Keno continued on the way he was normally limited to fighting, the man would be none the wiser. However, seeing as he didn't care what this man thought, he decided not to hold back. From this point on, he would let the man 'defend' himself, only to realize it was pointless. But he didn't want the man to escape either. Well, now that his mind was made up he thrust the blade forward slowly. If this man died too soon, it'd be his own fault.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:12 pm
Moving with a fluidity that could almost be precieved as precognition, he shifted his shoulders in way that the blade struck nothing but air. Thrusting his elbow at Keno's open sternum, the resounding force from his blow caused the air itself to distort.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:18 pm
Too slow. Keno lifted his left hand and caught the man's elbow, moving as if none of this was catching him by surprise. But he was glad he was finally struck at. His grip began to tighten on the man's elbow, threatening to crush the very bones at the joint. He was still only entertaining himself. This man was at least more skilled than User. Didn't stand a better chance though. Keno had gotten substantially stronger in this relatively short period. This man was only impressive in the sense that he could have perhaps beaten the more reckless berserker that Keno was. Oh well. Time to crush that elbow...
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:27 pm
Rolling his eyes he proceed to spin free of the man's grasp using is momentum to wrench his elbow through the man's finger tips. In the same movment he had spun on the balls of his feet to bring his other elbow at Keno's windpipe with a similar air distorting force.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:31 pm
When was he gonna figure out this force wasn't gonna work? Keno was more than tough enough to deal with this. But he didn't feel like getting hit. He Dispersed the center of his body and moved forward, his arm, still solid, cutting through the air to connect with the man's torso. This would unfortunately distance the two, but so long as this man was eithe irritated or frustrated before he died, Keno wouldn't care.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:39 pm
Sensing the odd phase change of the man's body he simply arched his back to pass through the fellows body in turn dodging the incoming blow. Single hand planting he proceeded to launch a kick to the side of Keno's head.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:45 pm
Homocidal or not, Keno had never met someone who walked through him as he walked through them. Oh well. He spun clockwise on the ball of his right foot, and reached up to grab this....hermit...sage....whatever he was....by the foot. He decided not to try and snap the bone this time, but instead simply aimed to slam the man into the ground. Twisting his waist back counterclockwise, the toss would send the man sliding along the ground rather than slamming into it. Whether his victim was able to prevent himself from hitting the ground, Keno slipped into the ground via a hole he created with his left foot. His intention had shifted from bloodlust to playtime. He'd kill the man later if he ever got back in the mood.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:55 pm
Unimpressed by the man's manuver he proceeded to switch arms allowing himself to spin like a corkscrew attacking with another kick while his opponent was adjusting his movements.
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 3:57 pm
<< ninja So were you kicking after I grabbed you???? ninja >>
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Posted: Tue Nov 22, 2005 4:01 pm
((I would assume a toss would mean he was released so yeah its another kick mere seconds after he was released.))
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