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 Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:44 pm
((Guess I'm leader. What's the question?))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:49 pm
((No idea, he had to just leave. I'm pretty sure it had to do with magic energies in your characters though.))
Alan ran to the adjacent building and swung back up onto the roof the same way he had gotten there earlier.
"Ok, he has to come to us now, you ready?" He asked.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:50 pm
((I just wanted to assure there is no confusion in something I would have posted. I'm about to leave, so it's of little matter, I'll not do it, but my character can sense magic energy within a certain range, regardless of if the one possessing it can use magic or not. He can also move this energy, in most cases to himself, but if the possessor is capable of magic use they can resist unless he has actual physical contact. I just wanted to make sure if I tried to drain energy it would be no issue and everyone would know how they could respond. I am going offline now, due to unfortunate circumstance, I may or may not be back for hte contest.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:51 pm
((If Fish is gone, and Team NSIC is still watching, I'll go after Quinn.))
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:53 pm
The ringing of his ears hurt, but he dare not take his mind off the battle. The strain of the swinging against the projectile had been nearly enough to tear the blade from his hands and his fingers ached. Wincing against the pain he stood up and took a high guard stance. The powerfield thrumming as the field ionized the air around it.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:55 pm
((Well, I have some magic, but my teammate has none. If anyone can sense that sort of thing, I might be senseable. I'm also holding a spell ready at the moment.))
Moving allong the street Shara kept a bullet resting in the palm of her hand. She paused to ready her spell. Wandering about with it preped would reduce her reactions a bit, but she wanted to be ready.
"Nevin, you might want to find a good place to set up, or you might want to try to cover me. Your pick for now, just let me know."
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:57 pm
Psyche was in a semi crouched upright position on the top of the roof. Her eyes scanned the area and her immediate surroundings with a keen gaze. Her hands held loosely onto rifle already assembled in record time when she realized what was going on. Emerald orbs locked onto Alan when he appeared and she lowered the barrel slightly. Music hummed in her ears softly as read his lips causing her grip on the gun to tighten slightly and a small smile play on her own mouth.
"Ready..." her voice barely audible above the din as her fingers ran over the ammo cartridge and flicking a switch just above.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 1:58 pm
Macro 3 had to make a quick call- one of its active targets had displayed the ability to stun its sensors, while the other's fire weapon proved to be quite deadly against the bot. The weakness of one of its opponents caught its attention, however, and it charged after Fischig, jumping across the alley to the opposite wall, sticking to the wall for a split second, then pouncing down at Fischig from behind, two claws outstretched.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:01 pm
Nevin scanned the area for any available cover and noticed a pile of rubble to his forward and left. it would probably have a good enough view of the fight, but he might be seen getting to it. It was the farthest cover from the fight where he still would be able to see, so he would have to choose it.
"Right. I see some cover up ahead. I'm gonna try and get to it. You might end up having to cover me, 'cause it's gonna be noisy." He grinned at her. "Moving out."
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:01 pm
"A shot from that may be able to knock it backwards. See what you can do."
Alan did not dare throw another flash in so close to his teammate. He didnt see any way for his pistol to be useful right then either. He scanned the surroundings for any sort of thing he could use to harm the robot.
"No useful exploding gas tanks in the nearby vacinity either..."
"Wait... Theres two people over there, they're just standing there right now. I cant imagine they havent noticed the battle though."
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:02 pm
Yelling a quick curse at the robot lunged for him only to move to higher ground to drop atop him. Franticly moving he twisted his body while trying to move back at the same time. Half stumbeling his torso was bent as the claws reached for him. In responce he brought his sword bathed in lighting in an arc to intercept his foe.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:06 pm
((Well, your wrists are injured, but I'll roll anyway. Macro 3 - Fischig. I decided not to roll. I don't see Fischig being able to keep his grip very well in this stance, but to roll on a move like this would be tantamount to auto-hitting.))
As Macro 3's nanobot cells came into contact with shining blade, their delicate construct fizzled and burned out. However, Macro 3 was able to turn these dead cells into a sort of glove, and so it gripped with its claw and tried to wrench Fischig's blade out of his weakened grip, its other claw reared back and ready to strike.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:09 pm
Whipping around, Psyche's jacket swirled around her ankles before she took a knee against the building's roof lip. The cap on her scope was flicked up as she tried to find a point of vunrability at the same time half hearing Alan's words through the heavy beats of her music.
"Shyte..." she muttered as her own team mate got in her sights, conflicting with her possible shot point. Her head jerked upwards for a moment to see what two Alan had mentioned, shaking her head a second to move the bangs from her eyes. "Double shyte..."
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:10 pm
((You didn't roll, but I don't see a problem with it so no need to do so.))
The blade flew through the air as it was torn from his grip. Cursing and howeling in rage he pulled his hands close to his body as he retreated back to the street. Keeping his face towards the creature he clenched his fists untell the pain had became a dull throb. As the pain subsided they grasped the flamer and sent a long burst of fire streaming down the ally back where he had come. By now half the tank had been depleated.
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2005 2:10 pm
Shara nodded to Nevin, noting that there was in fact another group of people battling a robot. Checking that her pistol and rifle were in place, and hoping she wouldn't have to resort to them, she spoke.
"I'll be going from building to building as much as I can. If something crazy happens, meet back in the sqaure." Shara muttered to herself as she dashed into a nearby building. "Should have brought a cellphone... or something..."
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