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 Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:07 pm
Nyl Phairen "Okay, we'll compromise. I won't drop you and you don't say anything else until I tell you to." She didn't stop the flow of ijutsu or warmth, but she shifted her attention up to Seph, who was fighting with the embodiment of hell frozen over. (( LOL's himself to death- Nyl, I've missed you.))
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:09 pm
((I missed you back. It's nice to be here.))
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:10 pm
Wolven Clow#2 ~:[No Tut, my post is plenty valid. The Ijutsu is pure, turning the Carbon dioxide, etc into oxygen. So screw you, I'm not changing my post. Give me an example where you said there is no oxygen in the bubble. I'm sure you didn't mention I wasn't breathing Oxygen which I would have had to. Thats the only way YOUR post can be valid.]:~ ((Clow, I had the heat burn up the oxygen and suck out the moisture, read back bish. Edit: Also, Ijutsu doesn't 'heal' the air from carbon dioxide and give it oxygen.))
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:10 pm
Iri hefts her naginata, but doubts shadows her mind. "No, I don't think so. He's got those clones. They could swarm me and force me to the ground. Clow opened a mind-link earlier. Let me see if I can't get a hold of him..."
"Mr. Clow? Any suggestions?
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:12 pm
Fortunately, his other hand was in the vicinity. He barely had time to speed-fuel ijutsu into his fingers and grasp the blade with his free hand, preventing much of the inevitable damage that would be done to his flesh. Seph gave his full and undivided attention to the sword. He locked his arm at the shoulder, elbow, and wrist, so the speed of the thrust forced his whole body backwards.
Relatively unscathed, he let the backward momentum push him a few inched farther from the deadly point of her weapon. Still, though, he held tight. Fingers were easily replaceable, and relatively useless in battles where chakra, with the proper amount of wit, would decide the outcome.
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:13 pm
((Heat doesn't burn oxygen. Fire does. ))
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:13 pm
"I can make clones, too, and zap a lot of 'em, too. But if you don't think so.."
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:14 pm
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:14 pm
((Heat needs the oxygen, Seph. It burns it to create more energy.))
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:15 pm
((No, fire needs oxygen, Tut. Heat only needs friction. ))
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:16 pm
((Heat needs oxygen to continue, Seph. Fires needs friction too, but needs oxygen as well. Then again both only depend on the type of heat and type of fire.))
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:18 pm
((Tutsumi. Heat does not burn oxygen. You need a source of oxygen to start a fire. You do not need a source of oxygen to warm your hands. ))
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:19 pm
-=Touching the blade was probably the second worse thing Seph could've done. The phenominal chakra stored in the steel began to easily overpower Seph's. To a normal man, in the time Seph had been holding the blade, the man's entire arm would be useless and black with frostbite. Due to Seph's natural temperatue, however, the process was slowed down, but in no way stopped. The temperature of hsis hand plummeted, quickly reaching the point where cells would begin to freeze and die.
The woman's body was made of ice, apparently, and her clobbered face began to rematerialize as she thrusted the sword forward, and slung it to the side, hopefully with enough force to beat the locked arm, or toss him to the side=-
-=Neko's breathing began to pick up as his chakra flickered back into existence, and the room became a bit warmer, no longer freezing anything instantly=-
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Posted: Sun May 20, 2007 10:22 pm
Clow coughed and gagged more. The vortex wasn't one to back down so easily, and it wouldn't, no matter what. It continued to suck at the same speed. Clow, however was in a bind still.
"I...don't know. I can't breathe...and there's like no actual way to get out of this. I'm breathing in poison...and it's getting hot in here."
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