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 Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 6:29 am
(( ZOMG it's Hunter! =D Now if only Drake and Zenrai would show up!
And, yuh, Seph,; I know that. =P I just felt let being critical to poor Clow. That's all. ))
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 5:32 pm
Fenris___Fenrir (( ZOMG it's Hunter! =D Now if only Drake and Zenrai would show up! And, yuh, Seph,; I know that. =P I just felt let being critical to poor Clow. That's all. )) ((ZOMG YOU!!!! biggrin ))
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 6:44 pm
"Mmm, sure...why not."
Walking over towards the free space, Tutsumi took off his long black coat and tossed it aside. He then took up a boxing stance and then started to jump up and down on the balls of his feet before sliding his right shoulder and leg/foot back.
"Let's start."
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 7:12 pm
Iri wordlessly joins Tutsumi in the open space. She lays her naginata on the ground for the moment, committing its position to her memory. The over-sized weapon is perfect for aerial combat, but not really meant for fighting on the ground. Instead she pulls out her second tessen and keeps it folded in her right hand. The other tessen stays open, ready to act as a weapon or a small shield.
Weapons at the ready, Iri lowers herself into a crouch. Her left hand comes forward with the open tessen and the right draws back with the closed tessen. Narrowed eyes focus on Tutsumi in an unwavering gaze.
"Ready."
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 7:15 pm
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 7:22 pm
I can't decide if he's just mannerful or if he's got a trick up his sleeve. Oh well...
Iri leans forward and rushes at Tutsumi, great wings performing a downstroke to give her an extra burst of speed. The woman's left arm comes up with the open tessen to guard her upper torso and head. The right tessen swings to aim a blow to Tutsumi's ribs.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 8:32 pm
Tutsumi quickly pushes off to her right side, his left, and pushes off once again at a slightly greater speed than she would be traveling currently before sending his right knee smashing down towards just under the brim of her pelvis. His stance was awkward, at least to many people. His right hand would also be smashing down against her protected left arm to try and place her off balance.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 1:24 pm
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 2:29 pm
Iri stifles a grunt of pain as Tutsumi's knee and fist meet their targets. Wings already spread wide give another powerful flap, this time in a backwing to disengage Iri from her opponent. She picks up her feet and allows herself to plant them after flapping backward by several yards. Iri's keen mind is already forming assumptions on Tutsumi's fighting style, and she does not believe it wise to confront him in close quarters.
A plan forms itself among Iri's thoughts. She flicks her right wrist, opening her second tessen. Both weapons come up to guard her torso. Iri bends her knees and sets her feet apart, solidifying her position. Meanwhile her wings move back. A little chakra creeps into the appendages. When Iri throws her wings forward, she casts out the chakra in Tutsumi's direction. The chakra is accompanied by the wind currents that have always been attracted to Iri, turning it into something like two invisible punches of air that gain speed and force as they near their target.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 6:08 pm
((Shut YER face, Zen.))
Slamming hsi feet down hard into the Earth, the spikes on the bottom of his shoes digging in about half an inch. Pushing his left foot in deeper a large wave of Earth surged and moved back out against her torrent of wind. He then quickly jumped towards the right and started to cast a larger tunnel of fire towards her from the palms of his hands so that it would hit the Earth and start a combination of Earth and Fire which was aimed right at Iri.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 6:27 pm
Violet eyes widen in a mixture of shock and awe. Iri drops her defenses and leaps into the air from her crouch. The muscles in her wings strain to swiftly gain altitude and widen the gap between herself and Tutsumi's assault of fire and earth. Holy biscuits! So much for using wind. All I can really do now is try to fight him from above.
Iri stores both tessen in the pockets of her dress. Then she makes a dive for her naginata. Her hands grasp the weapon at the same time as her legs and wings shoot her back into the air. From there she begins to perform slow, cautious circles, waiting to see what Tutsumi will do next.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 7:02 pm
Tutsumi simply yawned, and then dived towards the ground and slammed his hands down onto the Earth. Two towers of Earth zipped up towards the sky and placed Iri between them. Tutsumi then dug his hands in further causing the pillars to take shape into hands.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 7:24 pm
Iri eyes the enormous hands for about half a second before picking up speed in an attempt to evade what she imagines must be capture. She projects a small amount of chakra from her body at the same time. One arm reaches out, the index finger making a few quick gestures. The expelled chakra gathers three currents of air that form themselves into miniature tornadoes. Iri points at Tutsumi and all three cyclones dive at him. She already knows wind doesn't do much if anything against the man, but she hopes that the cyclones might be enough of a distraction to let her avoid being caught by the earth hands.
By now, Iri knows she is only resisting the inevitable. But her nature won't let her give up without putting up as much of a fight as she can. She is starting to worry about how Tutsumi will end the fight, though. I'm definately not liking those giant hands. How many of those can he put in my way? And how fast? Are they dexterous enough to follow me through the air?
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 8:09 pm
Tutsumi simply pulled his hands out from the Earth and started to concentrate cold air into the tornado by pulling molecules from the surrounding area and freezing them slightly so that they would either slow down or stop the tornado completely due to the fact that tornadoes only can survive in warm to hot areas.
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 8:39 pm
Iri watches her three miniature cyclones die with a grimace. Definately not something she had expected. Frustration finally starts to blossom as Iri considers her position. What comes to mind is not pleasant.
The weight of the naginata in her hand brings Iri's attention back to her weapon. She sighs and brings it to bear, her gloved hands finding their customary positions. Iri's body angles into a steep dive. Both wings pull at the air to gain speed. She levels out about five feet from the ground and once more rushes at Tutsumi, leaning low and running in something of a crouch, retaining some of the speed and momentum she gathered from her descent. The seven-foot-long naginata swings in a wide arc, the dull side of the blade aiming to knock Tutsumi's feet out from under him.
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