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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 5:58 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 6:10 pm
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>>SilverFang stood her stance, a light wind picking up and tosseling her poney tail, the stilver stream waving like a tail over her left shoulder. Time passed as she looked her opponent over. Though he took a more readied stance, he didn't look ready. She did not want to attack a child. It just didn't feel right. And after the first minute Diablo started yammering in her head. She tried to block him out, but even after 150 years she just couldn't do it. Speed. Her strength was held in her speed, agility, and reaction time. Not strength. So, without warning, she suddenly dashes off to one side, coming up behind Fox, her plan to come up behind him, arms over his shoulders, crossing her blades infront of his neck. She expected him to move though, so her sharp eyes kept a look out for the slightest sign of movement<<
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 6:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 6:37 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 6:46 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 6:57 pm
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>>She hadn't aimed for his skin, so wasn't surprised that there was no mark on him. She really didn't want to even draw blood. Her left arm was still down from the block on his tail, so it wasn't too hard to bring it up to defend his leg. The attack sent a shock through her arm and threw her off balance. She staggered a couple steps backwards and suddenly wished they weren't so close to the gaping hole, as she saw she was a mere two feet from the edge. He may be child, but she wasn't very tall, he was less than a foot shorter than her. She moved to the side, trying to get some distance between herself and the crater. She could feel a dull ache in her arm, but it wasn't enough to slow her down. She'd still be feeling it in the morning. She then rushed at him again, her blades crossed infront of her chest, seeming to go for a head on attack, but at the last minute turning to the side, one blade coming to slice at the same arm as before, going for a shallow cut. She did not like the idea of attacking a child. Especially since she could not heal him afterwards<<
(( Sorry if some of my replies are slow, readin while I wait for posts =p ))
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 7:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 7:14 pm
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>>His hand GRABING the blade was unexpected, that he could THROW her was even more unexpected. And the most was, she couldn't smell any blood. She twisted and skidded back on both legs, the untouched arm on the ground. She landed well, though skid her hand a little in the process. She didn't think he was using magic, but grabbing her bare blade should have damaged his skin if nothing else. She stood her stance for a moment, unmoving. Were blades inefficient on him? She didn't know of anything besides dragonscales that would keep out her blade, and he deffinatly didn't have any of those. But, she wasn't going to jump to conclusions. She didn't want to use magic and she really didn't want to transform. Well. Maybe a little to throw him off. While she remained motionless the wind picked up, growing colder. SilverFang's lips silently moved, even if he could read lips he wouldn't know what she was saying, behind him though, 20 ice spikes, hard as steal and sharper than razor were forming behind him. In a few seconds they were fully formed and launched themselves at him, aiming all around his sillowet from shoulders to calf, to just scratch by him as she got back up and approched from the front<<
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 7:25 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 7:35 pm
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>>She was surprised as the boy dissapeared, skidding to a sudden halt she threw her arms down and the ice spikes burried themselves into the ground around her. She turned to look where he reformed himself, a small smile on her face as well<< I could tell. >>He hadn't done anything, of course he was toying with her, moving as little as possible and not retaliating. The smile fualtered at seeing his back and dissapeared when his aura enveloped her. She had let hers out and so she wasn't expecting this, she almost fell to her knees at the feel of it. It... it reminded her of... of... her breath quickened and she almost lost it. Her eyes harden and with a low growl she straightened herself, throwing the katar to the ground her hair line started to grow, her limbs extending, her nails growing into claws. Once her silver hair had covered her body in fur two slightly curved horns poped out of her head, sliding back as a pair of large wings fold out of her back as she fell to all fours. She was scared. But this made her a little more comfortable as she adjusted to his aura. He wasn't going to play with her as before. She didn't think she'd need to pull out her true form, not like this, and deffinatly not so soon. Diablo was absolutly pissed. But there was contempt. He never liked the human form anyway<<
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 9:24 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 9:32 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 10:26 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 10:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 01, 2008 10:58 pm
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