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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-16)
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 Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 9:49 pm
She was taunting him now, he knew it. She had to /know/ how weak he was, how pinned against the wall she had him. He was dancing on a knife edge. Ignoring Tracey's pleas, his pride ruling his mind. He'd bowed out nobly in the past but he wouldn't this time, he would win by sheer willpower, or at the very least, keep going until he couldn't any longer.
From somewhere he found the energy to swing again, cleaving Rin with what little strength he still had.
((HP - 7
Damage - 7
Charge0/3 2/2 ))
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Saliru rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 9:51 pm
She took his cleave but swung Byr around in response. It seemed like she was toying with him when really she was fighting like it was her last. As if everything before now hadn't mattered. This is what she was born to do.
Byr's gentle suggestion didn't make sense to Rin exactly. Not yet anyway. Just seemed like random weapon gibberish in an attempt to call her off.
(( HP - 24
DMG - 3
CHRG - USED - 2/2 ))
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 10:01 pm
< Please William. I'm struggling. REALLY struggling now.>
He'd started to believe that the angel had been exaggerating in the past when he told him to give up, maybe he'd been cheated out of those fights. So he ignored the warnings. Tough s**t.
He swung /again/.
((HP - 4
Damage - 5
Charge0/3 2/2 ))
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Saliru rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 10:05 pm
Seriously, it was like she was toying with him as she swung again in retaliation and missed completely
(( HP - 19
DMG - Nope
CHRG - USED - 2/2 ))
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 10:25 pm
Rep was beyond furious at this point, putting his all into swinging the damn axe at Rin, wishing she would ******** go DOWN already. Or at the very least, put him out of his misery in this.
((HP - 4
Damage -4
Charge0/3 2/2 ))
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Saliru rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 10:26 pm
She had tried with a powerful swing of Byr to do just that, to no avail.
Oh.. was he really encouraging her? Apparently. It felt nice for once~
(( HP - 15
DMG - 3
CHRG - USED - 2/2 ))
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 10:33 pm
He could feel the fear shield flickering. He could feel the power going out of him as Tracey threatened to fail. But he wanted to know his limits. He wanted to /know/ what he could take and keep going. It was dicey, he was really toying with death and danger but when hadn't he.
He swung again.
((HP - 1
Damage -4
Charge0/3 2/2 ))
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Saliru rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 10:35 pm
Rin swung Byr around yet again. Barely connecting with Reps FEAR shield - but still connecting with a sweep of Byr's blade. Scraping across it with the rabbit ears adorning the edge of the blade.
(( HP - 11
DMG - 2
CHRG - USED - 2/2 ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 10:44 pm
The last time Rep'd felt his fear shield crack, it had been when Candace had kicked him and kicked him and kicked him what felt like forever. This time it was different but no less jarring as Rin's swing, with what amounted to a ******** huge axe, broke through Tracey's defenses and to his dim surprise, cut a long, thankfully fairly shallow gash across his chest, making him flinchas he fell back hard onto the sand, Tracey dessummoning as he did so, leaving him panting and ******** HELL." he snarled, trying to sit up and cringing as doing so made the cut start to bleed with a little more intent, staining his shirt. "******** useless ******** AXE." It helped to blame /anyone/ for the fact he couldn't win a fight, even a fight he'd thrown his absolute all into. He'd given it every scrap of strength and still nothing. Not to mention he'd be feeling it for days, and he didn't know if he'd even need stitches. Fantastic.
He slumped back onto the sand weakly.
"You win."
((HP - -1
Damage 0
Charge0/3 2/2 ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 10:51 pm
"Are you going to come quietly then or will I need to keep going?" She offered in a stern but not harsh voice.
Her hair fell around her face as she peered down at him. Not offering him assistance or words of thanks for such a... spirited fight. She felt it though. For now though. She awaited his answer. Absolutely stone faced until she hears one.
(( HP - 11
DMG - 0
CHRG - USED - 2/2 ))
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 11:32 pm
Rep shook his head. "D..don't. Seriously. You hit me again you'll kill me. No shield."
He pressed a hand to his chest. "What do you want me to say? I surrender. I probably need to go to the life labs though" he admitted. "Tell them a crazy b***h tried to kill me."
She really needed to carry bandages around.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 11:35 pm
"Sounds to me like you're suggesting I keep going." She grinned wildly as she lifted Byr up again high above her head.
"It's called a Bluff Byr. I know what I'm doing."
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 11:38 pm
Rep flinched, giving her an honestly fearful look as he tried to drag himself away from her, not sure /what/ she was doing or if she was kidding. Out here there probably wasn't even any cameras, she could just chuck him in the ocean. Though he couldn't think why she would. Still there was that doubt there, he didn't know her well enough didn't know /anyone/ well enough to be sure.
"W..what?! I'm not!" he snarled."
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 11:41 pm
She bent down, attempting to grab him by a leg and drag him by it, Byr still clutched in her other hand as a warning.
"Then shut up. You're coming with me." She growled.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2012 11:45 pm
Rep tried to sit up to snatch at her grip on his leg to pry it off as he was dragged. "******** hell you crazy ******** b***h. I can walk, you'll get ******** sand in this cut!" He was good at complaining when he got into his stride."And you owe me a new shirt!"
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