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 Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 3:56 pm
Once again, he laughed, highly amused at the single strike that was being delivered.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 3:57 pm
"I--GAH!" her head jarred with the kick, and her eyes rolled up--drawing attention to one of her eyes was, in fact, a marble, not unlike the ones that the three had themselves.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:01 pm
Miles didn't know if she was dead or not, or if gouging out that marble would kill her; but he did know he was being paid to collect the marbles. And for someone that was wanting money to some food a marble was a handy thing to have.
Reaching with his left hand he drove his thumb to the side of the socket and forced it in. Wiggling his finger he popped it out and took it in his hand.
Leaving the body he stood up and stepped away, holding the marble in his left hand between his index and thumb.
"Well it looks like we got a start. Wonder how much this will cost them."
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:06 pm
Eustathios stepped towards the two, and the body, peering at it uneasily, he had learned not to fall for the tricks of the dead. On more then one occasion. He then stared at the marble that Miles held, "Hades, I just want to know what it does." He put in, looking over the bloodied piece of metal, the ones they had each did unique things, but this one had come from another. "Dibs on a shield," He remarked and moved over to shield she had pulled off her arm and placed it upon his other forearm. So, now he had two shields and two spears, what a great bit of kit to have.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:10 pm
Apparently it really took it out of her. It was pretty clear she wasn't in that great of a condition.
So he chambered another kick; add some more boot to her skull. If she was playing opossum, she'd be in a world of hurt. Otherwise she'd wake of up one unbelievable hell of a headache.
Then he slipped the pistol back into the holster, saying,
"Now can I go get some ******** cigarettes?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:14 pm
The woman's breaths came ragged and rarely, and the gap between them grew ever wider. The marble itself was blue on white. Holding it in his hands, Miles got a sense of the divine protection that this marble would provide: Quote: DefenderColor: Blue on white. Get +2 Defense. The Defense bonus goes away when you take this off, so if you only have 2 Defense left, I'd advise leaving it on. If he wanted, he--or any of them--could pop out one of their marbles and put this one in its place.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:17 pm
Bah, who needed protection. Miles had his strength and felt as though he could tackle a legion on his own.
"Feels weak to me, as though it cowards. I suppose it could be for someone defensive if they like."
Offering it up he wouldn't give it to anyone until they had given him the one they had.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:23 pm
There was a two toned whistle.
It was Eustathios getting Miles attention, he gestured by holding the two shield up towards his chest.
"Why not? I got these, so the more defense the better." He suddenly opened his mouth and stuck a hand down it, while holding the other out palm flat to receive the newly acquired marble.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:33 pm
Taking the marble he traded. The new marble felt different, as though that earlier keen sensation of strength and the recent feeling of defence were blanketed by a sensation of never coming to great harm; but never being able to inflict greater harm then normal.
Turning to Gamma he looked at him.
"Well you want to trade now?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:38 pm
"Sure. Mine felt weird anyway."
After inspecting his boot toe and the newly acquired blood there, he joined the conversation. He snatched the marble from Miles' hand and held it for a second.
The marble he had now had something to it that allowed him to give to other people; really not something Gamma found very appealing. He tipped his mask up and snaked his hand under it, switching the marbles out. Going on whatever sensation the marbles gave was all the hint Gamma had.
Color was irrelevant now that Gamma couldn't discern it.
"Moving along." Gamma kept it from being a trade as he slipped his former marble into the jacket pocket. He was going off, back to the market.
arrow Market.
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:39 pm
Taking the new marble he popped it into his mouth and pressed it up against the back of his mouth, were he had pulled the old one from. He felt invigorated, and nearly impervious to harm, but he wanted more, he wanted to be invincible. Lowering his arms and smirking, he watched the two still, looking at the woman again. She went a long time without taking a breathe, and then had one, she wasn't quite dead. Time to put her out of her misery. He took the spear and gripped it in a certain way, the spear head began to spin at a blurring rate, making it act as a drill. Eustathios took the spear with both hands, and then jabbed quickly at her skull, pressing the deadly weapon up against the skin, and bone, sending it straight into her brain. There was a dull hum of the drill, as he pulled it out, and the hum turned into a growl. Turning off the weapon with a different grip, he looked at the corpse. "She wasn't dead yet."
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:40 pm
And then she was dead.
((Wait, so what does everyone have equipped now? Please post in the Crit. Roll and Accessorizing thread.))
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:43 pm
[OOC: Just did.]
The Spartan then took his leave as well, following the quite determined Gamma.
arrow Headquarters of the FoP
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Posted: Fri Feb 02, 2007 4:44 pm
Miles twisted his hand, closing the marble into a fist to prevent Gamma from taking it. That wasn't how Miles played and he proved it as his other fist reared back and came in to strike Gamma directly in the face mask.
"That won't do."
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