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 Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 12:35 pm
Ziven looked like she were about to be ill. As a being of magic, it was almost like putting her in a body bind to remove the ability to use magic. As she was falling, she wanted to apparate to get her bearings again but was unable to. Both frustrated and needing to think on her feet, her free hand moved to the ground, catching her fall as her leg closest to him used the momentum of falling to kick him in the side. There would be virtually no way for him to avoid getting kneed in the side at the very least, giving their close contact.
(Ooc: wrrryyyy gonk )
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 1:42 pm
((Fox's fault, blame him <.<))
Her knee landed right in his side, causing him to bend with it. She caught him in the lower ribs with it. He made no sound when the knee contacted with him, but he did have to take a half step to re-adjust himself. In the same motion of steeping back and reached down to grab her by the ankle. He would be attempting to throw her by her ankle. She would find out that he was much stronger than a normal man...
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 1:46 pm
There was little she could do with her ankle grabbed in this position. At this point, she hoped he would throw her and use it to her advantage. With the toss, her staff would crack him in the head as she departed, if he simply slung her over his shoulder. If he tried spinning her first, she would easily be able to crack her staff against his arm or hand, which would be very unpleasant if not break skin or bone.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 1:54 pm
When he had thrown her, he threw her back handed. He wouldn't be able to spin her from this way. As he flung her he felt the staff crack him in the back of the head. His head lurched forward. By the time she have landed he rolled his neck and shoulders, cracking the bones and tendons. He smiled and held his blade up in a ready position diagonally across his body.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 2:37 pm
fox by his tie, was lieine on his belly on te tree bach that he was on and with his head in his elbows like a child lieing on the floor watching T.V he was still quiet for now
((oh zero the thing that I did was not magic, she ha something on her body but you would not know this so yea. ))
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 2:46 pm
She landed on her toes, just barely, and bounced toward him immediately. Her speed, even without magic, was very quick - the untrained eye would not be able to see her movement until it was too late. One end of the staff was coming down to prevent him from striking her with the sword, the other end moving up to strike his body again.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 2:47 pm
((From what I saw, I believed it was Slaaneshi magic. So I took the actions that I saw fit. Unless it's mechanical or psychic, it's magic to me. So this I guess was a misunderstanding that looked like magic on the surface. Eitherway, we're in a deadzone right now))
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 2:50 pm
( Oh I know , I was just saying it for you OOC knalage I was not tryign to corect you that is all. ))
With there going bak and forth fox hoped down from the tree and sat on the ground the tree was not the most comfy of pleases, this is whet he liked the arena because they had comfy chars.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 2:54 pm
He had to admit, she was very quick and he was right when he knew she was special. Since time was flowing normally for him everything was in real time...he smirked. Just as she got within melee distance he dropped flat to the ground. He combined the drop with a leg sweep in case she was planning of touching down right in front of him.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 3:08 pm
She was certainly surprised, but not so much that she was off guard. Moving her body, she again landed on her toes, planting the end of the staff that should have struck him on the ground and using a swift motion to hit him across his body where he lie on the ground where he dropped flat. Instead of hitting his body, it collided with his leg that was sweeping out toward her. Continuing with the momentum, she rolled on her toes and jumped up, ready for his next move, believing that fighting on the ground was rather unsportsmanlike.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 3:18 pm
He hand sprung backwards onto his feet, her staff left his leg stinging a bit, he was sure a normal man would've had a broken leg after that. He took off his shades and put them aside. He was getting tired of this game of cat and mouse. His blade was humming lowly, he stroked it to stop the sound. He urged her forward, his eyes squinting.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 5:59 pm
She stared at him for a moment, considering his actions, tilting her head. Being the aggressor was not her strong suit. Still, she bobbed her head and launched herself at him again, though the trick was she intentionally did not hit him, instead she jumped over him very quickly, moving to the side opposite of his sword, taking another swing straight down at his shoulder and head this time. The ultimate goal was to crack him on the head hard enough to give him a bit of a headache and want to end the spar, not doing any real damage, just giving the both of them a memory.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:18 pm
He was at the sidelines watching seeing upon Her moveset and his from a nearby tree. He was eager, his blood boiled with need but refrained for the moment as it was only a spar not a real fight*
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:46 pm
She suddenly felt like she was being watched. Tilting her head slightly, she looked to see Seisuke, her expression looked apologetic, shy for a moment before she quickly returned her attention to the stranger, focusing on what his next move may be.
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2008 8:52 pm
He felt irony on the aor the moment she lay eyes on him. He foucsed on the battle as the continued on*
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