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 Posted: Sun Mar 05, 2006 7:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 12:31 pm
A counter had been greatly expected, only not a kick such as this, and as unavoidable as it seemed Scytheress could at least divert the strength of the kick else where. She untucked her right hand from behind her head and quickly put it between her side and his foot, grabbing hold and pushing off so that she could move her body out of the way of the strike. However her hand still took the brunt of the damage, the three last fingers fracturing apart and the muscles running to those fingers were ripped. Scytheress fell on her right shoulder as she pulled around her left hand to stabalize herself, her upper set of wings also laid out on the ground but her left lower wing wrapped around, aiming to knock into the back of Dante's legs and trip him backwards. Her body was already in a form of curve so when she pressed her wings down she was shot up into a spin and would be right-side-up again. As she ascended to her place in the air a spike of earth shot up from under Dante to spear into the sky 8ft.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 1:03 pm
Dante felt Scy's trip, glad to see she could get out of a kick that may have shattered her rib cage. Her trip was expected, but not so quickly. He fell backwards. Unsing his right hand to whip around like a breackdancer after the immediately after initially falling to the ground. He watched Scy fly up as he croutched like a cat, then felt the earth rumble beneath him. He back flipped out of the way of a large spike of earth, the point tearing into his left calve and he maoned in slightly pain, moving out, the up? It seemed insane, but Dante literally jumped onto the tip of the earth after his inital land, then after it leveled out to the point where it was eight feet up, he jumped into the air, heading for Scy while his body moved in the air like a bullet. He didnt look like he planned at attack, but his eyes read that of a chessmaster, carefully planning his next move as he barreled towards his lover.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 2:19 pm
Scytheress was unsure of Dante's course of action, in the air he was at a slight disadvantage, unable to alter his position very easily where as she had complete control over every aspect of her movement. The Fox was still grinning, despite her broken hand and sore shoulder and overall torn body for she had a bit of information Dante didn't, and that just made Scytheress care even less about her state. As Dante shot towards her she beat her wings harder to fly up out of his reach and seven spikes shot up from the ground, these ones however only two inches in diameter so that they rose faster and couldn't be stood upon.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 2:39 pm
Dante thought it poor form for Scy to take off into the sky without him. He grinned, gripping his sword as a voice in his mind beckoned for him, and he obeyed. "Scy.... forgive me. But I cannot allow you to win, my love..." Dante pulled rebellion from his back, screaming at the tops of his lungs. "Rebellion: START A REVOLUTION!" As he screamed the sword cried out in blood lust, and the area aroudn Dante became blanketed ina sphere of pure darkness. The sphere remained around Dante for a moment, the exploded with the force of a small nuke, not attacking Scy at all, though she had to have been in the way of the shockwave, and the pillars of earth below him crumbling like Lincoln Logs.. Dante now stood... or rather, flew where he stood, two demonic wings extended from his lower back as his appearence had changed dramatically.  He spoke, his 'eyes' Trained on Scy as his words rattled the tress and leaves on the ground, his voice sounding like his normal one, only his words seemed like they was heading inward towards him, instead of towards her. "Heaven or Hell...." His voice came like a droning evil now, his hand gripping his sword as he suddenly flew straight towards her, like a peal of pure black lightning. "LET'S ROCK!"
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 3:20 pm
A small ping of energy a few feet in front of her was enough to make the energy blast fan out and miss her. Dante's little change was a pleasant surprise maybe now she'd get to try out a few of her tricks. Scytheress shifted her stance quickly so that her right foot was back, her body resting on a tuft of air so that her wings could still. Her enery built up quickly giving her the appearance of having white flames rising around her. She was just waiting for him to come within striking range. Well, or so it seemed. The trees below them suddenly split, falling like twigs as Scytheress's double-bladed swallow shot up. The blades were spinning vertically, comming up from the canopy just as fast as Dante was approaching the Fox and were aimed to intercept the demon and slice him down the middle.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 4:00 pm
Dante heard then watched the trees below him rip apart, Scy's swallow heading right for him. He grinned, feeling adrenaline mingle with his demonic blood. He had to think quickly, and did just that. Pulling his sword from his back, He swung down, tossing his blade at Swallow as he stopped, almost on a dime. His sword spun with intense speed, hitting Swallow dead on, his balde spinning horizonallt and hers vertically, causing a blade lock that shattered the air around from the force of the two insane weapons hitting. Dante didnt waste anymore time. During that second of pause for both blades, he rushed Scy, waiting to hear the weapons break from their lock as he pulled back one hand, the shot it forward, a peal of black and red energy heading towards Sct like lightning, and just as fast. This only seemed to be a diversion though... but what for?
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 6:59 pm
Scytheress laughed as the dark energy impacted the illusion of white flames and at that same moment her four wings shimmered and suddenly ignited in red flames. It looked as though blood was rising in rivers and dripping into the endless abyss of the sky. The swallow, after being momentarily delayed by Dante's sword continued its path upward, shifting slightly with the aid of Scytheress's thoughts to correct its aim at Dante. Its new course was angled toward them both, but it had no chance of missing Dante and clipping her instead. Scytheress's laughter faded to a gleeful grin as she raised her raight hand, palm up, in front of her face. All but her index finger and thumb fell back at a sickening angle as her left hand fingered through her reddened bangs.
"Now now lovely, let's get down to business shall we?"
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 7:18 pm
Dante laughed as he watched Scy, hearing the clean break of both weapons. Scy's weapon was comming back faster than he'd like to admit, and he grinned mentally, holding both hands together as he stopped just before her, turning around JUST in time to see the blade come at him. It seered into his shoulder, Dante screamed out as loud as he could as he was cut in two peice... yet the peices didnt fall. They simply turned to face Scy as they waved, pointing down to the sword Dante had thrown and giggled. "...Got ya." The two pieces then exploded into darkness, and Dante could be seen falling towards the ground, having encased himself in the jewel on his swords hilt while inside the sphere of darkness. he took hold of his blade, aiming it towards Scy as he flipped over, landing on the air as he shouldered his sword. "Do you take me for a complete fool, baby...?" The demonic laugh that followed was eerie and disturbing as he suddenly pulled Ebony from his coat, the gun's barrel red from heat as he kissed the air. "Now...bleed for me some more, baby..." Dante fired only it wasn't bullets. he was firing peices of his own atomic force at her, the speed incredibly quick, much faster than the bullets, as each screamed towards her at an alarming rate, five altogether as instead of whizzing to her, they sounded like muffled screams from men and women in indecypherable tounges.
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Posted: Tue Mar 07, 2006 7:56 pm
Scytheress was looking down at him and as he raised Ebony and a soft giggle escaped her lips. She jumped off her air foot holds and rolled back into an arcing dive toward the ground, the screaming bullets flying past her back as she fell. Mid-way between her starting point and Dante the swallow found its way to Scytheress's hand and in that same moment she beat her flaming wings and closed the remaining distance in a split second. Where her initial descent had been that of a peregrin after she recieved her weapon she moved the distance in the blink of an eye. One set of blades was aimed for Dante's sword to knock it away, specifically snagging it between the two curved blades and wrenching it from his hands, and then letting the other end's blades close in on Dante's skin.
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Dante Tony Redgrave rolled 1 100-sided dice:
9
Total: 9 (1-100)
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 6:28 pm
((Seeing if Scy's strike hits.... it hits on 1-50, misses on 51-100))
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 6:48 pm
Dante's eyes went wide as Scy came upon him. The first hit took his sword, flinging it about three feet from his hands as the other was comming down. He didn't have enough time to block. With his left hand, he brought it up, blocking the Swallow to a dead stop, before hearing Ebony break and shatter in his jacket. Moving his wrist around without worrying about the now destoryed gun, he slid his forearm down the side of the blade, blood pouring from his forearms as Ebony tore into his skin, pieces of it exiting his jacket sleeve as he pulled his right arm around the extended oppostie half, which had knocked his sword away and thusly had to have been extended now from him. He suddenly rotated his left hand, gripping Scy's scythe blade tight in his hand like a vice, the steel cutting into the leather and into his hands as blood poured down his wrist. The opening for time to evade suddenly shut as Dante's right hand found Scy's hand, gripping it so hard he almost broke her fingers. he suddenly, and without warning, brought his forehead forward, the distance already almost nothing as he attempted to slam his forehead into her nose, the hit would most likely stun her, and probably break her nose and maybe shatter some bone from the force. And with a little less than a foot between both heads already, Dante laughed like a maniac, pulling her towards him and slamming his head forward.
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 7:32 pm
Scytheress winced as Dante's hand closed over her's, cracking her left hand just above the base knuckles of each finger rendering her other hand now practically useless as well but not without consequence. Those gashes from her blades would not heal easily but when they did they'd be clean and nicely pink scars. The Fox had no time however to retaliate before a great force smashed into her face, creating a hairline fracture along her nose and blood to start trickling down over her lips. Her head seemed to spin as she reeled back only to be snapped back while stipp in Dante's grip. There was a brief pause as Scytheress regained her senses, a -very- brief pause, and she pulled up her legs almost like she was going to plant her feet on Dante's chest and push off, but instead it was the balls of her feet that pressed on his torso only to go on tip-toe there and then rake the ten claws on her feet down his body. While she did this her flaming wings seemed to fizzle out and infact the wings themselves disappeared with the fire.
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Dante Tony Redgrave rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Wed Mar 08, 2006 8:43 pm
Dante laughed at Scy's ignorance, watching her feet simply sink deep into his spectra vest, and barely cut him,only searing his skin slightly. He was wondering how the woman he took to bed could forget he wore a protective torso vest under his shirt, but none of that mattered anymore. As her feet neared the end of their run, he let his grip go on her scythe and her now broken hand, pushing both feet down with his left hand as he held out his right. Jumping back a good 4 feet, Rebellion spun back to his grip, as soon as his hand touched the hilt, the sword seemed to cry out in pleasure. he took a few steps back, holding the sword against his face as he spoke. "Rebellion:Cry out in exctasy!" The blade suddenly jumped in his hand, Dante's shadow spilling apart and forming others just like him... five extras in total that fanned out, the 'original' standing in then center of them as they motioned for her to come, the fight almost over as Dante knew he would have to close the fight, and end Scy's blood lust.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 8:03 pm
Scytheress landed hard on her feet, stumbling back from an inability to catch her balance as quickly as usual from the toll this battle had already taken on her body. She'd almost actually fallen after dropping her swallow. As the fox-elf righted herself she saw the duplicates spring up to Dante's sides and grimaced slightly, her tail twitching back and forth furitively. Scytheress couldn't deny she was pretty worn down but there was something within all the pain that made that cocky grin of hers spread out over her face once more. She took a few slow steps forward so she was standing just before her fallen weapon. She slipped her foot beneath the shaft and kicked it up high.
"You want me to bring it lovely?"
At the end of her softly cooed words she flung her arms out to the side and with the motion came a dramatic display of Scytheress's true nature. Her hair grew out, changing rapidly to its original silver color and her claws grew longer. Too came the more impressive display, all twelve of her black wings sprang up and sent an initial wave of air toward her opponent(s). The blast came as slices of wind, utterly destorying the trees within 20 yards of her and creating a heavy dent in the ground. If Dante wasn't careful he might just get shredded as well. She suddenly brought her hands before her, outstretched with her wrists together and her palms facing Dante. THe swallow came spinning down but came to a whirling halt with its vertex just before Scythe's hands. The woman looked like a blur behind the rotating blades.
"I do believe this is the final dance."
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