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 Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 8:11 pm
"Right, as wonderful as a warm shower in the mustard gas sounds to me, I'm going to have to... decline your generous offer," Anatoly replied, gathering his energy and creating a small caltropnade-like area of ice on the inner thigh of the Rose locked in combat with Blaine and detonating it immediately midsentence. He stumbled back after finishing the sentence.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 8:16 pm
"Very well," said the Rose that he had been speaking to. As he activated his caltropnade, the Rose sent a kinetic uppercut, right hook, and leg sweep at him, so that by the time Anatoly had backed up, the uppercut barely nicked his jaw, but the other two made contact with his ribs and legs. Anatoly went down.
The Rose was in the air and aimed a powerful kinetic axe kick at Anatoly's chest.
The caltropnade went off perfectly, shredding a piece of the Rose's leg and wounding Blaine's left arm rather badly. The Rose whose job was backup slid in and grabbed the other Rose, slapping a Heal 3 on his leg and activating it. They left Blaine bleeding on the floor.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 8:23 pm
Anatoly rolled to the side and froze a layer of ice over the Heal 3 before the Blazer could finish activating it.
"Don't let that Rose finish tracing the heal!" he yelled.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 8:28 pm
The Rose that had been fighting Anatoly landed lightly and aimed a direct kick at him, as a kinetic downward punch slammed down right where Anatoly would land if he were hit or tried to dodge.
His concentration broken for at least a split second, the Ice was able to be melted by the backup Rose, who put a few sparks on it. There was still time to prevent him from finishing the trace.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 8:34 pm
Anatoly continued rolling sideways, allowing the rather vertical and direct attacks to go past him.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 9:35 pm
Mike was watching this whole scuffel. trying to figure out any weaknesses to these people, but they functioned like a machine. The only way he could think to beat them would be to simply start removing "cogs" from the machine until it finally broke down. He figured the best one to start with would be the one trying to repair the other's. He remote froze the man's hands as he tried to finish tracing the heal 3 mysticker. This didn't work as well as he had hoped it would the first time, but right now the other three were engaged in combat, and would have a rough time trying to help their comrade.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 9:45 pm
"No," replied Zane, slowly, "it's not quite like being a Jew. Jew's, to my knowledge, know that they're Jewish. They are conscious of the fact that they're Jewish." He started walking towards the wounded Rose, making a blade appear out of him right fist, longer and thicker than the ones that were already there. "Until a tiny bit ago, until I stumbled upon this fight, I did not know that I was Blazer. All Blazers, according to them, are a threat. Even if we have no stickers, even if we don't know that we're one." He lunged at the wounded Blazer, aiming for the chest. It wouldn't matter if his leg was healed if he took a blade to his chest. He was filled with a simmering anger as he thought about how they would kill him for something that he could help less than he could help being male. The whole fight he'd been telling himself that he was an idiot for getting involved. It seemed that not getting involved, and not learning what he had, would have been the stupid choice, which would have gotten him killed for sure, which was definitely worse than only having a chance of dying. He wasn't about to let that happen, either.
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 10:02 pm
((Ok, I just read your post, and the first thing that popped into my head after the "they would kill him for something that he could help less than he could help being male." comboed with the "it's not quite like being a Jew, Jew's to my knowledge, know that they're Jewish. They are conscious of the fact that they're Jewish." was that you character didn't know he was male. I'm sorry, but that was just how it appeared in my mind and I had to share that.))
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 10:21 pm
((Actually, I accidentally typed that originally, but I caught it when I previewed my post. Originally, it sounded more like "it's like killing a male for being a male. Until I stumbled upon this fight, I didn't know that I was a male. All Blazers, according to them, et cetera" and, so, when I looked at your thought, I read "your character didn't know that he was male" and thought that, somehow, that I hadn't changed my post at all from that.))
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Posted: Fri Jul 17, 2009 10:25 pm
"STOP STOP STOP," Nathan shouted. Damnit, Anatoly. Don't give up on the concept that easily!
"He's right, we're incapable of avoiding that. It's not justice, and if it's not justice it's not right. If it's not right, then it's wrong. Wrong in a government agency is always caused by corruption, what you're fighting."
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 7:20 am
The Rose that was attempting to heal the downed Rose deflected Zane's attack with a modicum of effort, then stepped over the wounded one and proceeded to slam Zane with a flurry of kinetic strikes, pushing him back.
The Rose on the ground shot a blast of blue fire at Mike, keeping his focus off of his Ice. Then, he whistled sharply.
A third Rose looked over and saw him. The third Rose reached an arm into his own shirt and moved around a bit, then went back to fighting.
The wounded Rose began, miraculously, healing.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 12:16 pm
Blaine would like to know what exactly the Rose was doing.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 12:56 pm
The Rose that Blaine had been grappling with was laying a few feet from him, shooting blue fire at Mike. His leg was quickly healing, and he rose to his knees, then feet in a few seconds.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 5:33 am
Anatoly stared, squinted, then traced his Ice 1 and created a small tear in the Blazer's shirt with ice to see what had been traced as he rolled into a kneeling position.
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