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 Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 12:24 am
Lyethery was somewhat surprised that Katorin would go for his just damaged leg. 'Why not go for my chest?' he thought to himself as he watched the sword slowly shot toward him. With his mind running at full speed everything looked slow. 'Does he think that my leg couldn't move well? Does he not knows that I'm a feral. He does not. I should just go for it, no?' Lyethery dodged the sword with ease by leaping forward in a diagonal direction to the attack. The moment his feet touched the ground again he dashed at Katori in a zigzag pattern and with his speed it would made it harder to target him with his snake-sword. It only took him a few second to closed in on his opponent and when he seven feet away he leaped into the air and spun over Katori, landing behind him. He landed in a crouch and quickly stabbed at Katori's lower legs with his sharp dagger like nails, making sure not to hit any major artery or bones.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 6:40 am
As the man jumped maximus wasted no time to move out in an arc fully extended with the intent to cut deep into the Feral. Even with the ferals speed, the sword would reach him before he made it to Katorin. Katorin plucked a string which sent a harmless wave of sound, only it would slow down the oncoming feral, which would probably make it seem like the speed of the oncoming blade had enhanced greatly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 9:54 am
Lyethery brought his hand up and used it as a shield to block the sword. He felt it cutting into his hand and hitting bones, but with his cold dead flesh the sword only barely gazed the bone before he leaped into the air and landed behind Katorin, where he then stabbed at both of the man legs.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 10:40 am
Katorin wasn't dumb, and the feral wasn't very quiet about his actions. Maximus had retracted as soon as it had been sent out, and he simple released the guitar and flipped the hilt upside down so that the blade would bolt back into the chest of the Feal. The feral had a choice take twenty blades ripping through his chest, and tearing his heart to shreds, or jump away instead of following through with his attack.
((Pretty much, you can still take out my legs. But if you continue you won't have any chance of dodging the snake sword going at your heart. The sword has 6 speed. Which is like half your speed, right? But when it bolts forward it is fairly quick. You can land a sound blow on me. But it will come at a terrible price.))
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 10:52 am
Lyethery pulled back his attack, short of taking out Katorin's legs, and leaped into the air, out of the way of the sword, but it still caught his leg it did. Nicked off a piece of flesh and would have cause great pain if he was still living. The leaped though is not only for dodging but to set him up in a position above Katorin so that he could perform his next attack. The moment he is right above katorin, Lyethery pulled back his legs and tightly gripped it so that his knees is pointing straight downward. There he dove down on Katorin, aiming to crush his shoulders with his knees. The attack was fast and only faster with gravity behind him.
Tombstone Slam
Rank: C
Description: Once airborn over an enemy the user can flip and pull their legs back tightly against their lower back. They then take a swift dive down on an enemy, using their two knees to slam down on an enemy like a tombstone. The strength can break through defenses and solid rock.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 11:28 am
When maximus only scraped the edge of the Feral's leg, and a shadow soon loomed over Katorin he quickly threw the guitar to the side and brought up his now drawn in snakesword, he swung the point upwards and it shot straight up. The angle of this would cause it to go between the Ferals legs, as it bolted up. Unless he could somehow, stop falling straight down, he would have a twenty five foot snake sword launching from between his legs and on up. If the blade went through it would surely rip open any organs all the way up, because literally no bone was in the way...
((If this does kill your character. I apologize. But in all honesty it would go completely against my characters bloodline, and personality to not try to kill you. But I'm sure you can find a way to get out of this. There are actually plenty of ways of getting away from this xD))
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 11:37 am
(((There is one way in which I could think of. Oh and there is bones.)))
Lyethery changed his mind halfway through the attack and tightened his legs up to try and hit Katorin head. When he did that he felt a sharp cut in his knee as he snakesword cut through his left leg. It hit bone and shattered his kneecap but went no where else. Lyethery continued on falling though and this time with only one knee to use as an attack at Katorin's shoulder. Though he wouldn't mind hitting the head and shattering the skull, it would be wiser to have a living friend than a dead enemy.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 12:36 pm
A sickening crunch could be heard as the shoulder was dislocated, and fractured in two, or three places. Katorin fell forward, and nearly roaring with rage, he rolled over a few times and sat up in a kneeling position. Snow was splattered across his clothing as if a bucket of white paint had been thrown on the back and front of his coat. His left arm hung limply to the side, he tried to move it but to no avail. His snake-sword was gripped firmly in his right hand and he forced himself to stand. He had messed up the enemies leg, but had received an equally menacing blow. "You, what is your name?" he asked in a calm tone, his gaze resting upon the feral.
This was the first person to actually get the interest of the anima. Even the lycanthrope hadn't been able to land such a sound blow. This meant this boy had skill, skill that made him a formidable opponent. And one of the few people who could stand toe-to-toe with an Anima in open combat. He needed allies, or as others called it 'Friends'... And no one else had proven themselves worthy in his eyes.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 12:44 pm
"Lyethery." He replied with a respectful tone as he landed on the ground also in a kneeling position facing Katorin. He tried to get up but failed to without the support of the left knee and ended up sitting down after deciding that standing up would be useless. "What about your?" From his pocket his pulled out a small thread and needle and proceed to sewing up the gap on his knee. He does that not to stop any bleeding or anything but to make sure that the smell of rotting flesh is kept inside his knee and not out and about. Even though he lived hundreds of years with this body, he could still not stand the smell of rotting inside flesh. It smell worse than that of the outside for some reason.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 12:52 pm
FullbusterOrleans A sickening crunch could be heard as the shoulder was dislocated, and fractured in two, or three places. Katorin fell forward, and nearly roaring with rage, he rolled over a few times and sat up in a kneeling position. Snow was splattered across his clothing as if a bucket of white paint had been thrown on the back and front of his coat. His left arm hung limply to the side, he tried to move it but to no avail. His snake-sword was gripped firmly in his right hand and he forced himself to stand. He had messed up the enemies leg, but had received an equally menacing blow. "You, what is your name?" he asked in a calm tone, his gaze resting upon the feral. This was the first person to actually get the interest of the anima. Even the lycanthrope hadn't been able to land such a sound blow. This meant this boy had skill, skill that made him a formidable opponent. And one of the few people who could stand toe-to-toe with an Anima in open combat. He needed allies, or as others called it 'Friends'... And no one else had proven themselves worthy in his eyes. (That's because I wasn't even trying... stare )
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 12:54 pm
"Katorin No Sadochi.", he said as he sheathed his Snake-sword. Why don't you kill him?, spoke maximus into Katorin's mind. But Katorin simply shrugged off the question and returned his attention to the feral. "You can call me Kato though." he watched as he sewed up his knee, and he could slightly smell the stench of rotting flesh. "Ahh, so that's what he is." he thought to himself, as he finally realized what he was.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 12:55 pm
Demonic Slayer Wasuken FullbusterOrleans A sickening crunch could be heard as the shoulder was dislocated, and fractured in two, or three places. Katorin fell forward, and nearly roaring with rage, he rolled over a few times and sat up in a kneeling position. Snow was splattered across his clothing as if a bucket of white paint had been thrown on the back and front of his coat. His left arm hung limply to the side, he tried to move it but to no avail. His snake-sword was gripped firmly in his right hand and he forced himself to stand. He had messed up the enemies leg, but had received an equally menacing blow. "You, what is your name?" he asked in a calm tone, his gaze resting upon the feral. This was the first person to actually get the interest of the anima. Even the lycanthrope hadn't been able to land such a sound blow. This meant this boy had skill, skill that made him a formidable opponent. And one of the few people who could stand toe-to-toe with an Anima in open combat. He needed allies, or as others called it 'Friends'... And no one else had proven themselves worthy in his eyes. (That's because I wasn't even trying... stare ) ((I'm saying this in Katorin's mindset D:! I know you could have. But Katorin is prideful, and arrogant XD
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 12:59 pm
"Well nice to meet you, Kato." He finished stitching up the wound and turned to look at the mad doctor. "So doc, how we do?" He asked, putting a big emphasis on the we. "Am I an adept yet? Oh and can I learn the fourth stage of Dim Mak? It's a hand to hand skill, you knows, the fingers death thing. Fourth stage is very essential to the style." He said the last part to Katori as he slowly tried to stand up. Being a feral have it many advantages, and one is that even with a broken kneecap he could still stand and walk, though ever slowly.
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 4:50 pm
 Vulcan Guardian
Knight
10 Strength
3 Speed
350 Energy
Vulcan ultimate felt ignored by the Captain and instead decided to quietly watch the various events unfold at The Rock Face. He'd taken careful notice of the one known as Lyethery, who did not seem very human at all for his knee appeared to be destroyed by the Kato's snake-sword. The Doctor whom Lyethery had began to talk to again seemed to acting as the current Instructor, so Vulcan walked up to the man and asked "Excuse me Doctor, but by chance can you give me some form of quest?"
The act would seem strange to all who were currently at the Rock Face. Because Vulcan had not moved at all since before they'd arrived, so he'd originally appear to be a suit of armor.
» I may appear to be as cold as steel,
but there is far more to me then that. «
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Posted: Tue Jul 19, 2011 7:55 pm
  " Hmmm..." The Doc said, having his hand onto his chin. " I say you both achieve your rank. You guys gave out a fine show and what I've actually leaned form the old Kings that, 'losing doesn't mean you don't gain anything out of it.' You guys did a good fight so two of you earned your Adapt rank." The Doc said both of them. " I don't think I can help you much there. For you see I am not a..... physical person to do this." As in he is somewhat week. Dr. Horrible doesn't charge in to the enemy's and destroy everything.... like Caption Hammer ]:< " Your Adapt now, so you can do your training on your own, sorry." He simply said. The Doctor is a mind of science than strength fighting. Doctor Horrible than look over to Vulcan that asked him for a job. " Well..." He scratched his head, thinking quick for a quest for this guy. " How about check out that sound going on at the (random guess) East side of the city. Seam like something fell down there, like a avalanche or something." He told him. ((E rank Quest; Check out the Hospital))
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