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 Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 7:21 pm
Delan didn't give a verbal reply, but was actually thinking that Zell had given a fair enough answer. Not many people admired Seifer, and to not play the game of life like he did was probably the best thing you could do when around him. Unless you had a short tolerance for insults, words spoken by the Gunblader wouldn't do so much damage as they would to a weak-willed person.
Focusing more on the friendly bout when the spiky blonde in front of her beckoned her to begin, Delan lunged a step forward to fake a left hook to the side of his face, popping up with a right uppercut to his groin.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 7:33 pm
Zell's eyes shot open at the lunge and he jumped back quickly to avoid the attacks, it was extremly close and that was bad.
"Woa! Where you aiming!" Zell let his left hand pull back and punched forward towards her stomach, he wasent using any junctions so it was soft enough to hurt but not actually break bones or cause lots of damage. Zell's right fist was not moving, he was more in a defensive position, he did not wish for his groin to meet the lovely lady's fist.
( Why the groin!? gonk )
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 7:55 pm
Swatting her hand to try and block Zell's fist, Delan instead grabbed his left arm as the clenched hand made contact with her stomach, and she stumbled back only to whip them both around to where they were now in the other's previous area. Following this she brought her right heel out horizontally in a sidekick, evading backwards a few steps to smile with shining awareness.
"You should always take advantage of your opponents' more sensitive areas," Delan explained swiftly, swaying her body to and fro in her slightly hunched posture.
((Simple: because it's every man's weak spot! Well...besides the shin or knee, that is! xp And if he's human, then Zell damn well better have a groin!))
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 7:59 pm
Zell grumbled in reply and simply brought his left arm up to block any attacks attempted at his upper body and his right arm moved to block attacks to his lower body.
"Tch, thats why I need to start wearing a cup!" He moved forward slowly and blocked attacks best he could, he was trying to get in close so that he could strike without delay.
( My a** Zell don't ... -_-; *Smacks Raven* Nice idea Sway, wish it wasent against me though! gonk )
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 8:08 pm
"Hmph!" was Delan's wordless remark as she evaded to the left and right repeatedly, also beginning to circle around Zell and dropping very low to the floor as he advanced on her. Ducking backwards and spinning around, Delan speedily rolled over onto her stomach, hands up near her shoulders as she did a push-up that resulted in her two heavy feet kicking up to draw the SeeD away.
Twirling back around Delan stayed in a kneeled position, open hands hiding some of her face as she waited for a reaction.
((Bwahaha, I win! twisted ))
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 8:19 pm
"Tch, you're good, real good!"
Zell's remark rang true, he had not expected the girl to be this good in combat, if she kept Zell in a defensive mode he would be here for awhile. After a heavy sigh Zell backed up and let his defense stay for abit, she'll have to come to him now. Where had she learnt how to do these moves, she was good, really really good.
"Come get me, no more playin around this time!"
( *Wishes he had slept more before he decided to spar with Sway* Agh, I'm gettin my a** kicked! )
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 8:27 pm
"If that's what you really want to do..." Delan said lowly, taking steps backwards yet slowly rising. Dashing straight at him, the combatant added: "...Then that's what I'll give you!" About three feet from her target Delan turned her left side to Zell, taking no more than two steps before she pushed off the sturdy flooring to flip her legs over in front of her and shoot them out to do double the damage with her strong legs jabbing once to his chest.
(( sweatdrop Gee, I'm just role-playing how I usually do when I fight... No biggie...))
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 8:33 pm
Zell groaned in pain as his arms pulled to his chest in a attempt to weaken the damage as much as possible, it still hurt though. Not taking the pain too heart he rushed forward and attempt a double jab with his right fist and readied to uppercut the young lady with his left.
"You really are good! You'll make a amazing SeeD!"
( Yea but you're good! I'm getting beat badly ^_^; )
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 8:45 pm
Upon landing with discomfort, Delan managed to shy away from the two jabs, but wasn't lucky or fast enough to dodge the uppercut. It sent her staggering a couple steps back, but the real reason why she fell had nothing to do with the pain she just received.
"Wait, hold on!" she urged, waving her hands up to Zell. With flimsy hands did Delan attempt to tie her shoelace up again, and she took one second too long that she just moaned and yanked the other bow loose. Wiggling her feet out of the bulky combats, Delan tossed them to the side with an audible 'thunk', and she rose back up again, resuming her first stance.
"Thanks," she finally spoke, mind too focused on how to beat Zell that she didn't have time to feel embarrassed for a mere compliment. It was her turn to await his attack, and Delan not only gave her right arm a thrust into the air but also nodded heavenward to the SeeD.
((Looks around. o.o;; Shrugs?
gonk No, Gaia can't go under maintenace now! I'm having too much fun! Stabs Gaia repeatedly. Oh well... I might as well go to sleep... I have school in the morning! xd ))
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 8:56 pm
( Yes, sleep good ... Training Room is paused, kthx )
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2004 3:00 pm
((moved from Nick's LIberi board))
-Rinoa sighs, sitting on the balcony outside the classroom quarters hallway. She remembers the time she and Squall stood out here while the Garden was mobile, and how beautiful everything was that day. Now the stars are staring down at her and they all seem cold and uncaring. Angelo leans against her, having long since given up on trying to cheer her. Angelo is beginning to feel the icy lump inside too, and is nearly as apprehensive and lonely as Rinoa is.-
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2004 3:01 pm
((moved from Nick's Liberi board))
-She hugs her knees to her chest a moment before she stands up and leans over the railing. She hasn't felt this bad since a year ago, when she was almost sure she would never see him again. She rubs her knuckles into her eyes to keep from crying. She's a big girl. She can do this. It's only a few days, right? She hasn't eaten today- she knows Squall would be upset if he knew that, but she can't bring herself around to it for some reason. She absently pats Angelo on the head and wanders back inside toward the dormitories, feeling tired.-
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2004 3:06 pm
((moved from Nick's Liberi board))
-She leans against the door of her dorm, her eyes closed. She was so tired today, even though she slept well and for a long time, she thought. Angelo paces the hallway, worried about her Lady. Rinoa finally opens her door and lets Angelo inside before she steps in herself... she closes the door behind her and walks to her bathroom compartment, where she splashes water on her face and rubs it to keep herself from falling asleep at the sink. She turns to go to her closet and pulls out a long teeshirt, shrugging out of her sloppily-thrown on uniform as she does so. The shirt feels much less pressing on her lungs and she heaves a huge sigh, as if to make sure she can still breathe. She doesn't bother to hang her uniform in the closet, nearly stumbling to her bed, where she curls up under her covers, stares at her wall, and eventually falls asleep with her face in a puddle of tears she didn't even notice making. She falls to a dream of carnage and the horror of knowing she can't put an end to it.-
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2004 3:15 pm
At exactly 7 AM the next morning, Rinoa's alarm radio clicked, and then turned on to the sound of the local Balamb radio station. A random song had just ended, and now the announcer was coming back on.
"Alright, now we got a call last night for a special request to be played at exactly 7 AM this morning, to help a special someone welcome the day. He told me to read her the following message:
My Angel,
I wish nothing more than to be holding you in my arms right now. I have no strength when I'm without you. The time and distance separating us is killing me. I'll be back to you soon.
I love you.
Your Knight"
The announcer's tone sounded like he was about to get teary, but he cleared his throat and continued on.
"Well, anyways. This song is the special request, a dedication number. This is Broken, by Seether."
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2004 3:53 pm
-Her normal response of swinging her arm out from under the covers to shut the alarm up is stopped in mid-air as she registers what's waking her up: this time it doesn't FEEL like the radio, although it sounds like it. Her eyes drift open and she stares at her ceiling in near disbelief. Her dreams fade away as she filters back into the waking world by way of a radio reciting her a love poem. By the time the monotone of the announcer utters the words "your knight," tears are streaming down the sides of her face and into her ears. In a way, she could be angry at Squall for the turmoil these words cause inside her, but he couldn't know the feelings, dreams and fears she's had since the day he left. The fact that he feels this way deeply enough to broadcast it across the island and perhaps across the world makes her ache even more, and she hopes that the apprehension she's harbored the past few days is only paranoia. But by Hyne, if something happens, she'll find him. She'll find him and save him like the angel he wants her to be. She squeezes her eyes shut and buries her face in her blanket, wishing for all the world that he were here to wake her up right now.-
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