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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:31 pm
::Twisting his hips a little, Deity arched his spine back to shift his balance and keep himself steady without leaving the ground. He did this because - having read the roundhouse - he opted to check it with his right knee. Tali's parries had sent his upper body forward, and checking like that was as good as just getting kicked. His plan went exactly as he'd hoped, his right thigh catching the kick before letting his foot return to the sand below.
His counter was simple but sound - a vertical left punch for the sternum, his right hand balled loosely near his face. A successful hit begged for a 1-2 combo, and a miss kept his right arm free for defense.::
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:32 pm
Wesley's leg bounced away from the check but didn't return immediately to the ground. It swung away a distance, just barely behind him as well. This helped his smaller frame sway back and outside of the punch. Once his foot did touch rocky earth again, he pushed himself to his right side in a brief one-legged hop, out of which he would land on his other foot with both legs opened by about two feet.
Now firmly planted to Tybron's left the little monarch heaved his shoulder into his next attack: a hard right elbow upturned so as to aim for the exposed side of his opponent's face.
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:34 pm
::Without too much weight behind it, Deity was able to recover from the whiffed attack in a speedy fashion, keeping his hidden red eyes on the sidestepping Tali. In his mind the best way to counter the blow, he perfectly mirrored the strike as he turned to his left to face his brother, swinging his own right elbow. Their arms clashed once again, but Deity took no time to pause before twisting the opposite direction and swinging a second elbow, his left, to follow the right.::
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:36 pm
Mirroring his brother's counter, Taliman delivered an identical left elbow strike and their attacks met once more. The force sent a shudder through both of them as the blinding exchange continued. His arm parting ways with Tybron's, the Emperor turned to his left and thrusted forth with a second right elbow. This one was more of a piercing blow than a swing, stabbing into his opponent's chestplate.
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:38 pm
::In a quick bout of improvisation, Deity hastily clapped his forearms together horizontally - left on top, right on bottom, hands on opposite sides - catching the elbow just a hair from his thankfully still-intact chest. With a forceful groan he reared to the left before throwing Tali's extended arm to the right as Deity himself broke into a clockwise spin. Crouching his body with his fingertips firmly carrying him along as he centered his weight into his left foot, his right boot scraped along the sandy floor, coattails flying as he struck with a backward sweep.
His assault not complete, once the foot had passed the intended target - having stricken the legs or not - the boy brought his foot in and spun even further, faster. He turned 360 degrees while lifting his lanky frame into a jump from his right leg. His left leg exploded into a fierce roundhouse, aimed for whatever Taliman had open to attack.::
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:40 pm
While not really expected, the sweep was not terribly difficult to avoid. Having his upper body hurled to one side wasn't that much of a hindrance to his defense either, which was a mere hop. His boots left the ground in a thin trail of sand as Tybron's kick tore harmlessly across the floor. However the Emperor was still airborne when the follow-up flew. His arms were up from his jump, and for the smallest fraction of a second he wasn't sure what to do.
By the time he had decided the best course of action the kick had slammed into him. A painful wince flashed on his face as the kick landed, but the ruler of Orion had at the very least the wherewithal to catch the knee by dropping his right arm. Finally, the battle had slowed down long enough for the spectators to take a breath. Taliman hovered in the air with a grunt as he mentally forced the pain in his ribs to cease, his arm keeping a strong grip on Tybron's leg to prevent either of them from landing.
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:42 pm
::Despite - to his total but pleasant surprise - having landed the first substantial blow in the battle, Deity was now caught in the air. To prevent exposing himself to any damage, his right leg pulled in to make his frame a little more compact. But his left was trapped regardless, and that needed to change. He tried a rather simple approach, but it got the point of "Let me go" across - he swung a pair of hard, wide rights at Tali's head.::
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:45 pm
That first punch hit like an angry moose. Tali's head was jolted so hard it looked like his neck had snapped, but very quickly he seemed to shake it off. Strangely that hit seemed to knock him back into focus. He growled angrily up as Tybron as the second punch came, frocefully throwing his left arm up to bat it away. This was immediately followed by that same hand screaming out in a vicious back punch to the face. If successful, the Emperor would seal the outcome of this exchange by rearing his left side away and delivering a battering uppercut to the jaw with the intention of creating a little distance between the two fighters.
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 10:51 pm
::Oh...oh wow. Deity's head was empty for just a second. He felt like he'd just got hit by a train. A train being swung by a giant troll, to which he owed a significant sum of money. It knocked him quite literally loopy, which was told a little more readily by the dizzy look in his eyes - his glasses were effectively smashed right off of his head. This paled to the second hit, though.
He managed to lean away as it landed, but he was sent flying just the same. Deity's lanky frame flailed a little for a moment as he sailed through the air. I think he let me go a little more roughly than I wanted, he remarked to himself once his senses had returned. That stings. As much of an understatement as that was, he ignored the bloody taste in his mouth and rolled backward in the air as he reached the end of his wide arc.
His hands and ultimately his feet dragged across the ground to better slow and direct his landing, his head lifting from under his wildly flapping trenchcoat to catch a glance of Tali in the distance. The recovering Deity kicked himself into a short backflip, then kicked himself strongly into flight back the way he'd come. Like a bullet from a gun he aimed himself at Tali, leaving a cloud of sand and shattered rock in his wake.
The boy's speed made itself apparent again as he began his second approach, somehow appearing no longer phased by the pair of blows as he again made a move for a left-handed strike. He flew in just over the sand below, reared back with his left, then fired it just as he entered range. He passed right through Tali, as though there were no obstruction. Wait, what? In the time it took one to register what had happened, the Orinian's body was beginning to fade away like static from a dying television signal.
The real attack came from the emperor's left, just behind him. Deity appeared rather abruptly, already in the middle of a clockwise spin that was aiming a hard right roundhouse for the abdomen. The heel would slam into Tali and hook into him, making Deity's kick feel more like he was throwing the little demon.::
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 11:02 pm
Taliman returned to the ground and a neutral stance after the successful uppercut, loosely balled fists upturned at his sides as he gave his head another shake to loosen the effects of that punch. As Tybron careened he just watched. After that brief exchange he could already tell that his brother was doing just what he was doing. They were sizing eachother up and that was all. It was good to know that the unrestrained fury that his coward brother put on display during their last encounter was long forgotten; this Tybron was cool and level-headed. He was here to fight.
Speaking of which, he thought, here he comes. Just after remarking on his brother being better collected, he goes and makes a stupid move like this. Such a straightforward approach is only forgivable if it's done once. It would be easily countered. Without so much as a second thought, Wesley braced his left arm while driving forward his right. With his fingertips curled in to frame his palm he fired a small kiai, just enough to stop his attacker. From here he would be able to land a second blow and-- ..or not.
The exact instant Tybron phased through the extended palm, Tali realized what had happened. He had forgotten just how fast this boy could be; close range combat aside, if he had room to run he was nigh uncatchable. If Taliman was getting caught off guard now he would need to shape up quickly. The worst had yet to come. He passed a quick glance around in an attempt to find Tybron but was too slow, so to speak.
The Emperor did his best to roll with the kick, both to minimize damage and keep his stability afterward. In this he was a success, hopping and bouncing across the ground once he reestablished control of his own momentum. The attack had hurt, yes, but that was something he needed to keep suppressed in order for this fight to remain in his favor. With each bounce of his feet or hands he called out,"Ka Me Ha--" With a final bound he aimed himself into the sky,"Me..."
As he ascended he turned to his left and cupped his hands to the left side of his chest. With only a brief look down some forty feet in the air, he brought both arms forward.
"HA!!"
His shout echoed briefly as a blue light erupted from his palms and raced down toward the earth. The attack wasn't too big or strong but it had some speed to it. There was no danger to the planet of course. Not at this level. It was just his way of introducing an energy attack into the battle.
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The Fierce Deity Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 11:09 pm
::After righting himself, his exposed red eyes stayed focused on Tali as he flipped and rolled backward and into the sky. As the Kamehameha was fired, the boy scoffed with disappointment. Even if it was early into the fight, Deity expected something with a bit more punch. He clapped his right hand into his left, turned, and in time swung both hands together in a punch toward the side of the attack.
With a fantastic blue spark the Kamehameha bounced away in the form of a ball, right back up into the sky. It was at a much steeper angle however and had no chance of hitting Tali. Which was precisely why Deity was there to meet it. Already gone from the desert floor, the lanky boy was above his brother, facing the rapidly incoming ki sphere. As it reached him, he threw himself into a graceful backflip, moving up and around the ball before using his right leg to kick the ball straight down below him. A quick, precise concentration of ki energy allowed him to deflect the ball like this - otherwise it'd just explode and serve Tali's purpose.
With another spark the Kamehameha sphere increased its speed even more so, now mere feet from impact with its maker.::
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Posted: Sun Apr 26, 2009 11:12 pm
Again Tali seemed to be naught but befuddled by his little brother's knack for speed. To any watching, he seemed unable to keep up. The two clashes Tybron had with the Kamehameha happened in the blink of an eye, and in the time it took Taliman to realize his attack was reflected it was aimed back at him. He covered up with his arms just before the blast, which swallowed him up within a fiery smoke cloud. The explosion reverberated through the horizon with a minor shockwave, the sound gradually dying as the smoke began to dissipate. Wesley didn't exit the fading cloud nor act immediately afterward; assuming he wasn't injured by the attack he was likely only using it for cover.
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 6:42 am
Sand and dust flew around like madness as the two brothers went at it. Sama was slightly annoyed to started, a flurry of blows that was wild and un-trained like school kids but slowly they seem to devolpe into the fight. He watched the impressive speed but their speed was pointless with out power and vice versia. In the end an energy attack amused him more but it was still not what he had been expecting. Did these guys really hate each other or was it an act? It looked like they were sparring not fighting but none the less Sama could not only see but feel the emotional tension between them, things were about to get ugly fast.
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 9:27 am
Dark Unks(Furor) ::It was too late to dodge our counter her attack and he took it square on the chin and toppled back wards. He caught his balance and wiped the blood from his lip. He looked over at her and then at the two children. He noticed a different energy about the girl, but wasn't sure what it was. He turned his red eyes back to Epithany and smirked.
"Not bad mage not bad. It seems your lack of energy attacks you make up in your combat skills. I am very impressed."
He got into his stance slowly and grinned not smirked. He was enjoying this fight, not because he is a Saiya-Jin. But he still didn't know why. He closed his fists and his feet shifted::
"It seems the main event is underway. I would prefer not to be the mistress in your sado-masochist fantasy here, so I will take my leave of you."
Grimacing in the direction of Kenta she tilted her head.
"Oooh...that was not my intention...Vertigo is not an easily contained spell. I should have thrown up a protective field for you. Do you need anything to help settle your stomach? "
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 7:01 pm
The red flickered dangerously around the pupil of Chrissy's eyes though it began to gradually taper off as Kenta queasily explained the situation. He had not been harmed intentionally so there was no harm to bring nor no one to protect. Well, at least not with Astraea present. She would rather simply kill everyone in view rather than protect Kenta. The idea made Chrissy take control in a more frightened manner leaving Astraea to sleep angrily in the depths of Christiania's body.
She kissed his sweaty forehead delicately moving his body so his arm was wrapped firmly around her shoulder for support. She made certian not to make an sudden movement for fear of him getting sick again. Chrissy whispered flippant things in a hopeless romantic style to make him feel better. Her lips moved soundlessly then as she felt her body temperature lower slightly. She was casting a small spell that would keep her body cool for Kenta's sake. She always enjoyed a cooler place whenever she was feeling sick. Perhaps Kenta felt the same way. Chrissy shivered slightly at the new temperature but placed her cool lips against his temple in another silly effort to make him feel better.
"Pith-sama is winning," she breathed so her cool breath could soak into the back of his neck. Another kiss. Kenta wasn't too heavy, and Chrissy didn't really have any trouble keeping him close to her body or raised up for that matter. She shifted slightly and so quickly that Kenta shouldn't have noticed. The last bits of the chesnut brown color were releasing their hold of her cerulean tresses. Pith had suddenly ended the fight to Chrissy's surprise.
Her eyes moved away from Kena for the first time since spotting him only to look at Pith who appeared more concerned with something else. She took the "main event" as another fight which caused Chrissy's own stomach to churn uneasily. She couldn't imagine what could possibly be going on further away. The tingling sensation from her vectors made her revel in the amount of energy shrouding the area. Whoever was fighting was powerful. The chill of her body became a bit more noticeable. She shivered slightly.
She didn't really listen to Pith-sama as she apologized to Kenta, but it was enough for Chrissy to know that Kenta and she could leave. At least give him a chance to relax and calm his stomach down. "Kenta...would you like to go back to Orion and lie down? You still look really sick." The worry in her tone was borderline pathetic for anyone aside from Chrissy. It was naive concern for her boyfriend. She stared at him lovingly. "Please...don't push yourself..."
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