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 Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:04 pm
Aonice hopped our of his arms early, falling a good 30 feet, then landing qith a quite thud onto the tile, using her legs to absorb the impact, and ending in a Neo-Esque Crouching position. She stood up, stretched out a little bit, then smiled at Quint as he landed, and finally diverted her attention to Gel, removing the Staff from her belt.. "Allright then Guys, Once more?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:09 pm
"Yep, let's do this." Quint said, stretching the left side of his body, the right still hurting a little, "I don't mind kicking your butt once more.." He smiled at her, both knowing the truth.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:11 pm
"Oh hello dear, sorry I had to leave earlier, but I'm available now if you're ready for a second round."
Gel turned away from the rack and removing his shirt, setting on the floor nearby.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:13 pm
Aonice smiled, then held her staff at stance, quint to her left, Gel to her right, every standing in more of a triable than anything else.. "The Porabola of mystery" she muttered, awaiting for someone to make there first move.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:19 pm
Gel stretched cracking his neck loudly and the tattoos on the right half of his body began to glow so subtly that it seemed more like they just shifted color slightly.
He watched the other two, having fought Aonice before, but not knowing Quint's capabilities.
"Hmmm, maybe I should get myself a weapon..."
He flicked his wrists and a pair of sticks appeared in his hands, about two feet in length and as thick as Aonice's staff, made of black ebony, highly polished, and elegantly carved with dragons and scrollwork.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:21 pm
Quint's eyes shifted from one fighter to the other, not knowing when someone would make a move. It felt like an almost movie to him, and they were at those moments before the battle; standoff.
He smiled, shifting a foot on the ground, ready to sprint if needed.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:22 pm
Aonice's staff was nearly 5 Feet in length, and about 2 inches thick, but if anybody knew how to handle a rod larger than herself, it was Aonice. It was hard black wood, with bright green steel woven around it, either as Design or reinforcement, and a noticiably factor was how it wove around the middle of the staff, bringing most attention there.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:25 pm
Gel flipped the sticks into a reverse position and closed his eyes, crouching down low. He suddenly exploded toward Quint with a rapid dash, aiming to run past him on the right side. Just as he got to him Gel lashed out with a lateral strike of the stick aimed at Quint's right hip.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:29 pm
Aonice took this as a chance and darted straight towards the midpoint between Quint and Gel, dust rising from her feet, she slid quickly, sliding down the tile, slinging her foot infront of her, aiming to catch Gel's foot as he darted past her.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:29 pm
Quint was hoping for a quick attack to start, and got just that. Using a combination of his own speed, and the speed of his wings, he moved out of the way to the left, circled around, and charged a line of sight spell, icy spears shooting out of the ground towards Gel.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:33 pm
Gel felt the icy chill and stopped dead in his tracks right before he reached the area of the spell. His left hand whipped out, the tip of the stick aimed right at Aonice's chin.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:38 pm
gelalshawr Gel felt the icy chill and stopped dead in his tracks right before he reached the area of the spell. His left hand whipped out, the tip of the stick aimed right at Aonice's chin. Aonice, still sliding down on the ground, saw the end of the black rod quickly coming at her face, She brought her own staff to block his, then right before it hit, a suddenly shing could be heard, and it looked as if her staff had lengthened a couple inches before suddenly retracted, and the end of Gel's shaft was cut by atleast 4 inches. She stopped sliding, only to jump forward back on her feet. "That was close. she said, facing her back towards the two.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:41 pm
Gel opened his eyes again for a moment, looking at his shortened stick and grinned. He tapped the cut end on the ground gently and the stick was suddenly whole again, as if it had just been made.
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:48 pm
gelalshawr Gel opened his eyes again for a moment, looking at his shortened stick and grinned. He tapped the cut end on the ground gently and the stick was suddenly whole again, as if it had just been made. Aonice raised her eyebrow, her staff looking exactly as it did from the begninng. "Interesting, why do you bring so many other random weapons then?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 22, 2005 5:50 pm
Gel pointed over at the rack with his stick.
"Those? I made those, I figure I should test some of my work and i thought this would be a good place to do so."
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