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 Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 12:59 pm
Echo tightened her grip, "I'll live from cuts....I doubt you could live through a crushed throat."
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:02 pm
Miguel had started using his energy to keep her from totally strangling him. however, it couldnt keep that happening forever. the two corpses shifted slightly, keeping their swords at her throat. after a small amount of effort, Miguel was able to choke out the following words, "i highly doubt.. that you could live with your.. head cut clean off..." his smirk was fading slightly.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:07 pm
Echo growled, "We'll see who's faster then..wont we?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:10 pm
Miguel smirked. "or not." his right hand coursed with dark energy. he shoved it into her solar plexus.((deadly vital point in the chest, but, given the circumstances, i doubt itd be deadly ))
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:12 pm
Echo gasped in utter pain and she crowched. Before she hit the ground and punched him hard in the ribs, hearing atleast three break.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:15 pm
Miguel stood, then staggered back as Echo hit him. he cluctched his chest with one arm, wincing in pain. "nice shot... itll be your last..." the two corpses turned in unison, and pointed their swords at Echo. they were in kendo-like stances.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:18 pm
Echo was on her last legs...she wasn't even standing anymore. She was bleeding from the chest and whimpering in pain. She was already in bad shape when she started to hunt Miguel, and that last blow just did her in. She curled up on her side and coughed up some blood.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:25 pm
Miguel was partially hunched over, still clutching his chest. he was breathing heavily, and a bit of blood was starting to trickle from the side of his mouth. he tried to get some kind of energy going in his free hand, but the pain was too much. all he could do now was use his necromancy.
however... seeing Echo, in her condition, several thoughts went through his head. she was one of the few challenges he'd ever had, and he saw such challenges as fighters, rather than prey. the two corpses sheathed their swords, and were gone. he coughed, a small amount of blood coming up. "thats it. this fight is over..."
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:28 pm
Echo was about to say something spitefull, but then passed out. As blacness took she know one thing, she was most likely going to die. She was bleeding too much and concluded she was dieing.
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:34 pm
((this is where the twist comes... i think...))
Miguel noticed the wolf pass out. he should just leave her there to die. but... something in him just wouldnt let him... no matter how hard he tried not to believe it, he was actually experiencing a small amount of compassion. "dammit..." he mumbled to himself.
he started to walk over to her, then sat down next to her. he knew he wouldnt have enough energy to heal himself, and the wolf. he stopped concentration on his own injuries, and a wave of pain hit him. he winced, as he held out his arms, a purpleish/black energy starting to come from his hands. it would be a slow, and tedious process, but it was all that could happen. "im gonna hate myself for this..."
((its one of those 'opponent-honor' type things...))
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:36 pm
((lol, Me knows))
Echo was passed out from the whole process, the bleeding started to lessen thoug.
((Brb I need to get some lunch))
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:39 pm
Miguel continued 'healing' the wolf. he noted the bleeding slowing. as he kept trying to heal her, he went through the most probable turn of events from there. "ok... so... i heal her... then she regains conciousness... then.... i, having no more energy, and being still beaten up from this, get torn to shreds... greeeaaat..."
((ok))
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 1:53 pm
Echo whimpered softly in a wolfish way and unintentionally, since she was still unconsious, curled up around Miguel's hands.
((Just checking in!))
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 2:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 2:29 pm
((sorry... had ta do something, nd never logged off...))
Miguel had a sweatdrop expression on his face. "uh..." he was still healing, but couldnt think of a reaction. if she'd been concious, as weird as the current situation would then be, he'd at least have a good reaction.
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