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 Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:16 am
~Truinthil bends backwards until his back is parallel to the ground so as to avoid the scythe that was coming at his neck~
tsk tsk tsk. naughty little boy. does the reaper need to be taught a lesson?
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:18 am
Clyde seems, different somehow... maybe it's the lack of glasses? Anyway, at once when Truinthil bends back Clyde swings upwards between Truithil's legs hoping to hit his back
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:21 am
*she smirked slightly, staring blankly at the Reaper* well well...the dealer of death himself....interesting...
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:22 am
~Truinthil didnt even seem to bother trying to avoid the blade. he let it hit him in the back and go clean through him~
oooo. that tingles. you know...you really should learn how to weild one of these things better. don forget that i was one of the first reapers employed by old Grim and was taught every thing that Grim knew.
~he then began to wrap an invisible weave of fire magic around the blade and haft of the weapon to create immense heat along the entirety of the weapon~
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:30 am
The flames around the weapon suddenly get pulled into the blade. "Yea I know that. Ol' Grim's been chating with me to, after the permotion that is." Suddenly, teh scythe becomes a huge clawed metal glove coving his whole hand. He tries to slam it into Truinthil's head to crush it in.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:32 am
~Truinthil grins before seeming to explode into whisps of smoke that wrapped around then shot behind the reaper only to reform as Truinthil. once he was reformed he shook his head a bit as if clearing his head while at the same time sending a high kick towards Clyde's head~
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:33 am
At once the glove turns into a sheild blocking Truithil's attack.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:38 am
~Truinthil's foot connects hard with the shield. instead of being thwarted though Truinthil quickly changed the direction of his momentum by using his foot which was still placed against the sheild to bring his other foot up and speeding toward the other side of Clyde's head~
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:39 am
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:41 am
(( Later )) At this instance Clyde and the sheild both turn to mist, spreading out as Truithil's kick would have hit and reforming behind him, shield back to a metal claw trying to rip into Truithil's body.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:42 am
~Truinthil spun in a complete circle and brought himself down low as Clyde attempted to hit him with the metal claw. as he crouched down he aimed a hard kick at Clyde's right knee~
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:46 am
A sound between a pop and a crack can be heard as Clyde's knee bends in a way no knee should bend. he then lifts is towards truithil's face as if trying to knee him. When close enough the knee pops can into place and right into His face with the force of a wreaking ball.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:54 am
~Truinthil took the knee full in the face and arched backwards with the blow. as he flew backwards he extended his arms and did a handspring that sent him towards the wall. his feet touched against the wall and when he kicked off of it the wall bent outward before warping back to normal, due to old D's magic that was on it. Truinthil was now flying at Clyde fast enough to make his body a simple blur~
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 12:59 am
Clyde waits for the last moment, then turns to mist again, reapearing this time up in the rafters. "Ah such a good work out wouldn't you say?" He finally lights his cig.
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Posted: Fri Sep 03, 2004 1:03 am
~Truinthil had expected such an evasive move and spun around in mid air, sending both his wrist blades, attatched to their chains, at Clyde~
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