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hearing the familer "click" of the nekode claws she turns to her right where her familer foe ,a death dealer, is standing. she cant run away this time so she turns to face him.

"sorry but i have something to finnish" Finn said to the hunter determind to redeem herself for running away last time.

she crouches down low to avoid any bullets that may come her way. and prepares to take him head on knowing that its probably the stupidest thing shes done in a long time.

What had started as a calming walk in the park had soon changed into a chaotic scene. As she rounded the corner, she could faintly hear the all too familiar sounds of battle cutting their was across the park ground. Reaching under her coat and pulling out her right magnum, she checked the magazine to find that she had a full cartridge. "Well, thats good news," she muttered to herself as she took off in a fast run towards the noises.

However, the closer she got to the battle, the more she began to think. While this was not a new concept to her, it was odd that she would actually think of trying something other then bursting onto the scene, guns blazing, ready for action. For once, she figured that she might try a little strategy. Stopping a few yards away from the fight, she looked around for some sort of elevated position where she could get a clear view through the falling rain and hustle of the fight. The trees seemed a little too obvious...and from the sight of seeing the demon hurl one into the air, she decided she would rather like to not be in the next one he sent flying.

Sighing, however, she saw no other alternative. Jumping into a tree about 50 yards away from the fight, she pulled herself up onto a low hanging branch and stood up, jumping to the next one. After making sure that she was covered by the shadows cast by the long limbs, she laid down on her stomach, usisng the length of the branch she was on as a rest to keep her hand steady. Her electric green eyes scanned over the battle, attempting to ascertain which side she should be fighting for. Seeing Len was working with one of the lycans, she cocked her head a little, but shook it off quickly. Best to ask about it later and focus on the situation at hand.

Finally turning hersights on the demon, she took a deep breath, aiming with both eyes for the demon as he preoccupied himself with the Len. Just as he landed from evading his bullets, she fired off three of her own. Because she was really inexperianced with demons, she used just general .45 caliber bullets. Teh first shot was aimed to the left side of his chest, just below the heart, the second was aimed for the top of the spinal column, and the third was aimed for the right side of his chest as well. Sitting up, she dropped down a branch to see the outcome of her attacks, moving just incase there was some for of counterattack in her direction.

* taking the shoots in the arm the bullets spinning and burn through my fleah in one side and out the other as I swiftly move off to the side of Lem as i start to charge straight at him with the intent of him to go flying from a body check. The bullet wound starting to slow heal as i run *

~His arms are left to dangle as his body slightly slumps, centering himself in the Prana Bindu readyness, his nerves and muscle tendons preparing themselves for that whip-snap movement that would bring his full strength and agility to bear...~

"Your challenge, your move lycan..."

((This is horrible, but i might have to go soon...i'm not sure...blah... gonk ))

~He simply shifts his chest to take the blows, the knives making small scratches in the body-plate. As the last one hurtles towards him, he raises his nekode claws, waiting with a centered awareness for it to pass halfway between the openings inbetween the claws, then twisting his wrist with precision, locking the knive's trajectory by re-directing it's momentum with the claws themselves. It lands in the soft dirt with a small "Thud"~

Len began loading his Desert Eagle after the previous shots, but kept the blade up even still. As he loaded them up, he brought the pistol back up to see that some of his shots had apparently hitten the demons arm. He grinned in subtelty, standing and turning to see a familiar face in a near by tree. Then he saw and heard gunshots from that post and turned toward the demon who seemed to be speeding for an attack at the male hunter.

He didn't bother to try and dodge concidering the speed the demon was moving was too fast, instead he levelled his blade and closed his eyes, shaking his head to let the shades hit the ground safely as the demon came dangerously closer. He hulstered the Desert Eagle and pulled out the second blade at perfect timing. He felt the pressure of the tackle, but hung on as he lifted his arms and brought both double-edged blades down into the back of the fiend.

((They are on both hands. So they are a set. And the knives aren't embedded. They hit E6 tempered Folded steel. They made some scratches to be fair. the plate was meant to stop big bullets...))
~In a surprising manuever, as she hits a speed where slowing down or changing direction would provide a fatal hesitation, he rushes foward as well, one of his hands on his still-nitrate bladed Ninja-to, the one viper twin he had left untouched before the battle began. He brings it down in a deadly glittering arc as the distance between them is closed to a fatal point~

( oops thanks for the corection)

Finn watched as the deathdealer came twards her and held her hand with the knives in it upwards hopeing to stop the blow. as she heself held her natraly clawed hand outward in a stabbing motion jsut seconds before the impact in a rage of sparks from the clashing mettle.