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 Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 9:42 pm
Gaze was set hard on the masked kitsusagi as Setsu drew near, her steps not hesitating a second. Another individual who stood with two legs? At the very least, he had mobility with his front paws. Enough for weapons such as he displayed earlier. A fact to tuck away. Otherwise, she didn't care what she interrupted, or who for that matter. She was cutting through here, and now.
Ground was covered swiftly, before Setsu stood not two feet before him. His scoffing laugh cut her ears, annoying them with his tone of bemusement. Bothersome male, wasting her time needlessly. "I said move." Giving no care to warning, she swept her right paw. And as if water, any loose sand beneath them followed her motion, aimed right for the blocking male. If anything, it'd be great enough a push to knock him out of her path, if not off his feet.
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Posted: Fri Jan 25, 2008 11:00 pm
Speckled ears rotated back as the female drew closer, soon she was barely a foot away. The male glowered as she told him to move once more, who did she think she was anyways?! Not to mention how rude she was being, ok well maybe not so rude. Not compared to the tough parts of New York he grew up in anyways. Still, that was not the point.
As her right paw lifted, the male's body tensned, sand following the movement of her paw...heading right for him. Taskmaster was quick to act, be it from all his training, teaching or the fact that he had gotten into so many fights. He swiftly threw up that orange energy created sheild which he had tossed at the tree before, though not quick enough that some sand was not able to get past and smack him, and not quick enough that he wasn't pushed back. Darn attacking without any warning.
He scrunched his nose, giving his head a shake as his eyes narrowed, the sheild vanishing. Crap. She had powers, he hadn't seen that coming, though powers had never stoped him before, and he wasn't about to let that change. It usually took a few moves before Tony was able to get a decent enough feel for his oppnents fighting ability, but he was a fast learner, and he was not about to be caught off guard again. Though, why did it have to be sand? Sure not exactly the most threating thing, but it was a lot harder to fight, and it was certainly annoying.
A growl rumbled though his throat, yellow eyes not leaving the female, "I don't think that was your best option."
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 12:03 pm
Eyes narrowed as she catched and observed his reaction. She had expected nothing in return but a thrown body and perhaps cursing. Enough for her to finish the job an dmove on from this location. But instead, she recieved something else that made her eyes twitch in stunned annoyance. He was fast, damn. And that force field of a shield had made its appearance again, swift and effective. What could have been a remarkable distance of a shove was reduced to a skidding push.
Canine teeth clenched under her scrunched muzzle. The moment his shield vanished, she was given a clearer view of the other. With him distracted, she backpedaled and flexed to her hind legs. Heavy tails slammed against the ground as she flashed a quick glance behind her. Nothing. Was he truly gone, or in hiding?
A growl reached her ears, and Setsu let her body unwind enough to turn back to her opponent. A dulled but annoyed gaze set to the male, as if she had done nothing at all. "Then last chance. Step. Aside." If the other was to be stubborn, she'd have no problem using force.
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Posted: Sat Jan 26, 2008 4:54 pm
Fast, and capable of moving faster then a body should be able to. Though he was not planning on using that amount of speed anytime soon, no not unless it was necessary, lest he want to pass out from exhaustion, or even worse shatter every bone in his body. The body was not ment to move in double-time after all, but the Taskmaster was sure that when he was forced into using such speed that he did not use it for extended periods of time. It was a bad idea to do something that would cause you harm.
Metal bottomed shoes had shifted down into the earth, as the male kept his little defensive stance. His eyes would not be leaving the female as long as he was able, she had just proved herself to be regarded as a threat and he just had to figure out just how bad of one she was. Watch your opponent enough and you would be sure to find their weakspot, or at least know how to defeat them.
As she turned back to him, her expession was less then pleased. "Sorry, what was that?" his ears twitched. "If you think that I'll just let you pass after you attacked me you have another thing coming. -Who you running from?" Since she had shown up all she had wanted to do was get past to the other side, more cover in that direction, not to mention she kept looking behind her, she was runnin from someone and he wanted to know who.
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Posted: Mon Jan 28, 2008 6:23 pm
As the male adjusted, so did the female, mirroring his stance. Without any knowledge of his specialties, best she could do was be on guard. And if it came down to him using his secret agility, she'd have to rely on brute force. Something her three heavy tails could easily manage on their own. As much as she disliked using up her sand energy, if time was against her then it would have to be pulled into use.
"None of your business." She hadn't asked what he was out doing with glowing spheres. So her obligation to sit and chat was of none. Her own ears twitched, and with a clenched maw she continued, seeing what going around might actually accomplish her. Tails dragged sedately behind her, keeping a narrowed glance in the other's direction.
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Posted: Thu Jan 31, 2008 2:25 am
Tony brows furrowed, yellow eyes no more then slits now as the female mirrored his stance. Alright fine, so she didn't want to tell him, he wouldn't press on it, dispite his curiosity. The Taskmaster always seemed to ask questions such as thing, mainly when he was on the job. Always asking why, and the like, it often seemed to get him into trouble too. You'd have thought he'd have stoped asking questions by now. He was intelligent, yes, but sometimes he was just plain dumb and he knew it.
"Alright." he grunted, speckled tails swaying back and forth behind him. "Why don't you just go back the way you came. -I'm not feeling to obliged to let you pass. Take my advice, you'd be better off going back the way you came. You can't beat The Taskmaster." the male snarled, making sure to watch her movements closly. She had attacked him, and thus he wasn't about to let her have what she wanted and pass. Oh no, she could just go back the way she had come, and find some other way around.
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Posted: Tue Feb 05, 2008 7:40 pm
Enough was enough. Setsu could feel raw aggravation bristling her fur as she glared down this Taskmaster. She wasn't back treading, and there was no other covered area to go around this fool. She couldn't say she didn't try, be it a very short and demanding effort. "Have it your way."
She was in no mood to dirty her paws. Be it with a scuffle with Death or a disturbance with this male. Lifting her favored right paw, the femme swept it in a smooth arc. Sand quivered awake from the ground, following the motion of the limb like air. And she waited for the appearance of that energy shield once again, hoping to disarm it swiftly.
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Posted: Thu Feb 07, 2008 2:37 pm
His body tensed, as the female spoke, he had been hoping she'd have been smart enough to just go back the way she came. Not that he wouldn't mind a good fight, as training with nothing but air did get tiresome. Still, that was not the point, but he didn't really have a choice and there was no way he was about to get beat up by this female.
There it was again. That movement with her paw. That had ment before, and would most certainly mean again that sand was coming, his movements were swift, but still not swift enough to compete with the speed of the sand. If he wanted to beat the sand entirly he'd have to move in double time and that just wasn't something he was prepared to do. Not now.
His sheild once again appeared for its master, blocking the main stream of sand from giving him a good wack. He backed up slightly, hind legs quickly pushed off as he fliped back, a Spider-Man move perhaps. He landed not to far, some sand still pelting against his sheild, but not nearly as much. "$@%& it!" The blast of sand had certainly affected his jump, he should have pressed off harder.
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