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 Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 11:53 am
"Your attacks are too "one not". If I've seen it once, I can almost guarantee I won't be hit twice." Sending a vast and large shockwave from his gauntleted hand, Mikhail disrupted the incoming reiatsu bullets, all but a few inaccurate ones survived but, they weren't nearly precise enough to even braise his skin. Hearing the wave of energy race through the air, Mikhail was barely about to see it. Using his gut instict, he quickly saved himself from a potentially lethal hit. "Bakudou #39. Arc Shield."
As the wave of reiatsu struck the kidou shield, Mikhail felt his right arm give a little, it never healed fully...damnit. As the wave dissipated, so did the shield. With lots of fuel still left in his tank, Mikhail raced forward in one of his timely sprints that earned him a place as one of the fatest highschool runners on earth. Closing the distance between where he could see Meluk's reiatsu and from where he had been, he prepared another pulse cannon. This one was scaled down quite a bit into a more precise beam. Aiming for the tree, Mikhail knew that the small and condensed reaitsu stream would go straight through the tree and with Meluk's back turned to him, he'd only have a fraction of a second to react.
In a hushed voice, Mikhail activated the attack. "Pulse Cannon." Thrusting his left hand forward, a thin pulsating stream of reiatsu erupted from his hand and soared towards the feeble bark. With only slight recoil from each pulse, Mikhail was able to keep his arm out before him fairly consistently. Slowly, Mikhail was getting used to this attack. He could know predict when each beam would be released and he could prepare himself for each recoil moments before they happened. Good, as I become more familiar with it I can step up the power.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 12:06 pm
As Meluk's back was turned he heard a beam coming straight from him. And Mikhail always says the kiduo he uses so it's also predictable. As the beam was heading towards him he looked back to find himself and the tree flying. As the blast the was flying there was only one option, run. He rolled out of the way only to find himself face to face with a tree.
"Nice try buddy, but, your moves get predictable too," Meluk commented.
As he lifted himself up he spit up a tooth and blood. Meluk lifted his left his left hand and released reiatsu which looked similar to pulse cannon, but, totally different abilities.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 1:28 pm
((Its not a kidou you t**t muncher! Its one of two shikai attacks I have! And it said it hushed like so unless hes got supersonic hearing he wouldn't have heard it! But don't worry, those are minor details really.)) Strafing left, Mikhail right arm was grazed by the blast. The skin bubbled and seared from the heat, a nice new burn presented itself and it stung like no ones business. "That was nice of you." Still racing towards Meluk, Mikhail wanted to test his opponents hand to hand capabilities. Lets see if he do anything but hide behind that doll of his. Anyone can shoot a gun of any variety, I have my kidou and my Pulse Cannon, he has his guns. It takes a real opponent to win a battle with just his hands.
Mikhail himself knew one martial art, systema. Systema was a Russian martial art utilized by the Russian special forces known as the Spetznaz. The hand-to-hand combat was made in order to gain control of opponents body in a sense. Through joint locks and pressure points the practitioner of systema would be able to disarm a potetnially dangerous opponent and then lay out the enemy with a series of precision kicks and strikes. In essense, it was the ideal martial style for Mikhail when combined with his second shikai attack, Preliminary Judgement.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 1:44 pm
Ryou was watching in silence the entire time. he made mental notes on how the battle went and how he could possibly take what he saw and implement it into his own fighting style. "This is getting interesting now. Wonder who will win." He said to himself as he watched, sometimes forcing himself not to blink to keep up with the action.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 2:02 pm
((Who's gonna win? You should be rootin' for your third seat!!!))
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 4:04 pm
(I can still wonder... But yes, Go Third Seat Go!! ^^)
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 6:08 am
Meluk Sorah As missile went off it sent him off a couple of feet back. Luckily, he had his shields ready to go after when he realized the shields. The debris from the missile was in air Meluk could tell where he was going at all. He really couldn't find his spiritual pressure because of Ky's, and Envy's were blocking Mikhail's. On the other-hand, he did hear Mikhail's voice. He really doesn't seem to be the type of guy that doesn't want to stay hidden for awhile to heal.
Out of all the chances this will a good timing for a surprise attack. Meluk really didn't know where he was really, but, he can still surprise him. He aimed his Uzi into the air where Mikhail talked and started to shot in a straight line from left to right. He jumped into the away quietly from the debris to see where Mikhail was.
"There he is," Meluk said to himself.
He changed his gun back into the sword and swung it to release a large wave of reiatsu at Mikhail. As he was falling he seen the bullets were making there was to him. When he fell he ran behind tree to gain some energy that lost during the battle. Hopefully, he will get some back.
(( O. Ky, how am I doing so far?))
((Awful. You can do a lot better. Also, fix your grammar some more. It's horrid for someone who's supposed to be an elite. Make your posts longer, too. Add a bit more variation into your attacks as well. It's getting boring and fast. Try to mix it up, if you're capable. If not, just think creatively on how to use what's available to you to your advantage.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 4:58 pm
((Ok thank you. Now tell me. I just want to get it right. Most of the time you say I need to fix the grammar. I’m trying. Oh ya I hope that’s long enough for you now. I hope you like the metaphors. I thought the post deserved them.))
As Mikhail was running and dodging his attack it made him wonder, if he was that easy to avoid. And the young man that he attacked had dodged his attack? Even so, how can he do that without a single scratch? Any way Meluk could come slice off his head and put it up on a metal plaque if he wanted too. Now it can take any person, man or woman to shot a gun, but, it takes true skill to use it right than shot in random place.
One single can make a difference in some one little life. Now guessing on how Mikhail is charging at Meluk is that he wants to get close and use hand to hand combat, which sounds a little crazy. Gathering form the whole time, Mikhail has mostly tried hitting him from either close or mid-range. Lucky for him, that most of his attacks are far range so if he could him far away from as possible he could possibly win.
"Maybe I could shot him a couple of time, but, he would only dodge them or block them. Maybe I could shot him then... no that won't work either," Meluk thought to himself. "I got it,"
Meluk had brought out his doll another time, hoping this would be the last time for this fight. Death Sama stared at Mikhail with an weird look and tilted his head. He trying to get what Meluk was trying say with out letting Mikhail know. As he was looking at the ground he nodded knowing what he now meant. Death Sama stepped forwards and took a deep breath and released three missiles'.
As the missiles’ were heading for Mikhail Meluk lifted his left arm and held it with his right as if he was tired, but, he isn't. He released a huge blast of reiatsu to take out one missle each. Soon after the first one exploded the second and third did the same as well. Meluk his left arm and Death Sama turned back into a sniper rifle. He aimed it where Mikhail would be and shot the gun and aimed it at Mikhail's med section.
As the bullet penetrated the fire it was small, but, long. It was so small that no one would be able to tell it had ever penetrated the fire at all. Also since there is so much many people with strong reiatsu signatures that he wouldn't be able to sense his shot. The trick about Meluk is that he could control bullets at any given time, no matter what. Seeing how Mikhail dodge one and completely failed to see how he was going to dodge the other he wouldn't be able to take out three.
Meluk stood and watched his attack unfold, hoping it would work and finish this. He wouldn’t be able to walk out of this without no scratches at all would be crazy. This time he really and to mix up because he has almost seen everything Meluk has up his sleeve’s and if he gets that promotion that would mean more new tricks up sleeve’s.
“The neighbors agreed to a cease fire over their lawn there homes argument. Argument is war: words are bullets that can inflict harm to anyone, not just metal bullets; the mind is a territory that can be disputed take care of it,” Meluk said him metaphorically. “Every day is an uphill and a downhill battle, it takes to up and down life’s dirty struggles. Life is a battle against a higher enemy - and we are the underdogs seeking higher ground… no matter what,”
As he had thought about that those strong words, they have always guided him. An “Underdog” is another word for rebel. And as a rebel (Raven?) it is his duty to serve and protect what he thinks right. That also relates to what Ky has told Meluk before, “As long as you are following what you think is right then I don’t care.” They are true if you think about them and connect them to your own life.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 7:11 pm
((Just to establish, the missiles were destroyed before they could hurt me right? Creating a smokescreen and a sort of distraction. Then you fired off how many bullets? One or three? I thought one but it was contradicted further on saying that he wouldn't be able to take out three...three what? Three of the bullets? And the only grammar issues I've noticed Meluk is that aside from punctual misshaps, you switch from past tense to present to future all in a single sentence without it being intentional.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 6:11 am
Meluk Sorah ((Ok thank you. Now tell me. I just want to get it right. Most of the time you say I need to fix the grammar. I’m trying. Oh ya I hope that’s long enough for you now. I hope you like the metaphors. I thought the post deserved them.))
As Mikhail was running and dodging his attack it made him wonder, if he was that easy to avoid. And the young man that he attacked had dodged his attack? Even so, how can he do that without a single scratch? Any way Meluk could come slice off his head and put it up on a metal plaque if he wanted too. Now it can take any person, man or woman to shot a gun, but, it takes true skill to use it right than shot in random place.
One single can make a difference in some one little life. Now guessing on how Mikhail is charging at Meluk is that he wants to get close and use hand to hand combat, which sounds a little crazy. Gathering form the whole time, Mikhail has mostly tried hitting him from either close or mid-range. Lucky for him, that most of his attacks are far range so if he could him far away from as possible he could possibly win.
"Maybe I could shot him a couple of time, but, he would only dodge them or block them. Maybe I could shot him then... no that won't work either," Meluk thought to himself. "I got it,"
Meluk had brought out his doll another time, hoping this would be the last time for this fight. Death Sama stared at Mikhail with an weird look and tilted his head. He trying to get what Meluk was trying say with out letting Mikhail know. As he was looking at the ground he nodded knowing what he now meant. Death Sama stepped forwards and took a deep breath and released three missiles'.
As the missiles’ were heading for Mikhail Meluk lifted his left arm and held it with his right as if he was tired, but, he isn't. He released a huge blast of reiatsu to take out one missile. Soon after the first one exploded the second and third did the same as well. Meluk his left arm and Death Sama turned back into a sniper rifle. He aimed it where Mikhail would be and shot the gun and aimed it at Mikhail's med section.
As the bullet penetrated the fire it was small, but, long. It was so small that no one would be able to tell it had ever penetrated the fire at all. Also since there is so much many people with strong reiatsu signatures that he wouldn't be able to sense his shot. The trick about Meluk is that he could control bullets at any given time, no matter what. Seeing how Mikhail dodge one and completely failed to see how he was going to dodge the other he wouldn't be able to take out three.
Meluk stood and watched his attack unfold, hoping it would work and finish this. He wouldn’t be able to walk out of this without no scratches at all would be crazy. This time he really and to mix up because he has almost seen everything Meluk has up his sleeve’s and if he gets that promotion that would mean more new tricks up sleeve’s.
“The neighbors agreed to a cease fire over their lawn there homes argument. Argument is war: words are bullets that can inflict harm to anyone, not just metal bullets; the mind is a territory that can be disputed take care of it,” Meluk said him metaphorically. “Every day is an uphill and a downhill battle, it takes to up and down life’s dirty struggles. Life is a battle against a higher enemy - and we are the underdogs seeking higher ground… no matter what,”
As he had thought about that those strong words, they have always guided him. An “Underdog” is another word for rebel. And as a rebel (Raven?) it is his duty to serve and protect what he thinks right. That also relates to what Ky has told Meluk before, “As long as you are following what you think is right then I don’t care.” They are true if you think about them and connect them to your own life.
((I was going to say the same thing Pharoah said, but he beat me too it. Aside from those horrible grammatical errors, along with some minor spelling issues and lack of bridge words like "have been", "could have", etc., in some of your responses, you're in the clear. You're doing good, Meluk. I like your lengthy post, though it wouldn't hurt to add a bit more detail into it. You're on your way to earning that promotion, kid. Work harder and don't forget, be realistic. RP in a manner that is believable for someone of your rank.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 4:58 pm
Der Fluch des Pharao ((Just to establish, the missiles were destroyed before they could hurt me right? Creating a smokescreen and a sort of distraction. Then you fired off how many bullets? One or three? I thought one but it was contradicted further on saying that he wouldn't be able to take out three...three what? Three of the bullets? And the only grammar issues I've noticed Meluk is that aside from punctual misshaps, you switch from past tense to present to future all in a single sentence without it being intentional.)) ((Yes I did blow them up, but, they were close enough to effect you. I shot a bullet at each missile to activated them. Do have any more questions?))
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 5:14 pm
((So only one sniper round is coming at me?))
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 5:16 pm
((Only one, but, its not easy to avoide and don't say none of that BS when say they catch my bullets no man can ever catch a live bullet.))
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 5:46 pm
((I wasn't. And you should reevaluate the fact that you've dodged just about everyone of my attacks and continue to remain unscathed. Don't bullshit me, if you can't take a hit then you have no right to be here.)) Being blinded a few months ago on his 3 year hiatus, Mikhail had learned two natural abilities to combat his loss of sight. One of these was his Blind Eyes ability that remained in constant affect. This particular ability allowed him to see reiatsu from several meters away. Depending on the amount of reiatsu one contained, his range of sight varried massively. This reiryoku bullet that appeared out of the corner of his eye caught his attention.
With little to no time to react, Mikhail moved to his right, assuming that the path of the bullet had been predetermined he knew he'd be safer in changing his direction. Doing so, he felt the reiryoku bullet tear through the meat of his left thigh. Good god! In a slight twinge of pain, Mikhail gritted his teeth and forced himself to move again. The explosion before him had somewhat helped him in a sense, the shockwave gave him and extra boost to move him from his post path.
Landing a few feet to the right of where he had intended to go, Mikhail stood firm careful though not to apply too much weight on his torn leg muscle. "Sissy." Taunting Meluk, Mikhail held out his left hand and condensed a good amount of reishi particles into a quartet of needles. Nodding to himself, Mikhail was happy to see his Needle Work ability go off without a hitch.
Locking on Meluk with his eyes, Mikhail hurled the first two needles with a disgusting natural precision that he'd have the ability to split an single stalk of wheat from over 100 meters. The two reishi needles were so condensed that there was no possible way they'd disintegrate without an equal force acting upon them. The needles were a perfect display of Mikhail's shikai abilities, not only was he able to attract the reishi particles but he was also able to manipulate them into weapons.
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Posted: Tue Aug 18, 2009 8:36 pm
Ryou stood up from his sitting position "I think I have learned plenty today so thank you for letting me watch. I think I will go for a walk now and become more familiar with the layout of the squads and such." He said and bowed slightly to everyone in the room and then quietly walked out.
(exits.)
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