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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:25 pm
Nyl felt the kick connect more than saw it. She had already been halfway through a series of quick punches aimed at Reeve's stomach - the last few of those would weaken considerably. Nyl took several steps back, trying to clear her vision of stars.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:28 pm
Reeve is winded by the flurry of gut-shots by Nyl. He gasps and buckles over but fights off the urge to drop to a knee. He instead rushes -her- now, his right arm trailing, gathering power for the coup de grace.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:29 pm
Nyl waited until he was close enough and dropped down, launching herself at his legs, to tackle him to the ground.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:31 pm
Reeve lets fly with the haymaker, and misses due to her drop. The momentum and her tackle carry him off balance quickly, and Reeve falls to the dirt.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:34 pm
Nyl got up, not really sure what she was going to do next, and staggered backward from a wave of dizziness.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:35 pm
Reeve rolls backward into a low crouch and springs forward again, trying to take advantage of her disorientation by swinging hard into her stomach.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:37 pm
Nyl took the blow, snapping back into awareness again. She doubled over, but used it as an opportunity to move into a high kick aimed at Reeve's left temple.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:39 pm
Reeve flings his hand up to block her kick, gritting his teeth tightly when her foot slams into his injured hand. He grabs her foot and pushes backward, trying to ground her again.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:41 pm
She reached up and grabbed the wrist that was holding her foot, putting enough pressure on it that hopefully he would let go.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:44 pm
"Aargh!" Reeve doesn't even stop to wonder how she'd managed to reach past her own foot. He lets go, swinging his other fist in an arc to the side of her head.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:46 pm
Nyl didn't let go of his wrist, giving him a hard yank to the side as he threw his punch. It would still hit, but Nyl was hoping it would be off-balance enough to not hit head-on. ...As it were.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:49 pm
Nyl's tactic, as expected, results in a glancing blow. But Reeve converts that motion into an inward spin, pulling her arm around him and slamming his elbow into her ribs as his back faces her.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:53 pm
Nyl's free arm locked around Reeve's neck from behind as she tried to get her breath back.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 9:56 pm
Reeve wedges his elbow against her ribs, struggling for leverage to pull her up and over his shoulder.
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Posted: Wed Dec 13, 2006 10:00 pm
Nyl responded by holding on tighter. She was hoping they hadn't reached some sort of stalemate - she was running out of creativity.
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