|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 8:06 pm
Zephyr jumped back as the sword hit her. She swung her sword to his arm, and tried to contact it hard.
"Well, will fifteen sum it up for you?" She asked,striking again, in the same spot.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 8:11 pm
The sword impacted his arm and he had a quik flash back of his child hood. As sword had hit them there the night his parents were killed. As he came back to the present and slamed his fist into her face and flipped the black of his sword and swinging it hard into her ribs. "No, it wont."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 8:22 pm
Zephyr cringed. When the blow came to her ribs, it brought back the pain of her childhood, and she remembered ehr father's fist right where his sword was. She grabbed the hande, flipping it up so it hit his face, and kicked him in the ribs.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 8:44 pm
He wasn't in this time anymore, subconcously he was reliving his child hood the beatings the fighting. He didn't see her as a human girl anymore, she would become his father and soilders in different moments. As the hilt hit him he spun planting his heel in her cheek but he didn't stop spinning let, as his heel came off her face and touched the ground he rose the other one driving it down on her shoulder.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 8:58 am
Zephyr moved her shoulder just in time. She jumped up and brought a roundhouse kick to his face, landed, and a back kick to his chest. For a moment, she saw him as her father, the drunken, over-weight, grey-haired man. Over the years she had learned to pin-point his weaknesses, but when Sinn wasn't her father anymore, she didn't know if they'd work.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 10:08 am
Sinn suddenly got faster and was hitting harder, using everything around him to his advantage. He would swing his sowrd to the side and as she blocked punch her in the face or chest with brutal force.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 6:54 pm
Zephyr lay on the ground, deciding it was her only choice to go for the weaknesses. She jumped up, blocking and braced herself for the punch. She kicked his knee caps, bending them back, the spun a kick to his stomach, with a large amount of force.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 7:12 pm
Sinn yelled in pain but caught her kick snaping her leg. "Ahhh! you b*****d, i'll kill you father." He was still seeing her as his father and all the pain wasn't calming him enough to see it wasn't.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 7:34 pm
Zephyr sank against the wall.
"I'm not your father, smartasss" She said, holding her sword in front of her.
"Snap out of it."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 7:46 pm
He gritted his teeth snapping his knees back in place, letting out a yell of pain. But he stood back up as he started coming back, but it still wasn't over. not yet....
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 8:27 pm
"I'm not your ******** father!" Zephyr exclaimed, bringing her sword down on top of Sinn's head.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 8:58 pm
He twisted his head making the sword hit his horns. " I know, but you still instigated all this, i tried to leav you be." He knock the sword out of her hands and slid her up the wall holding her neck.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 8:46 am
Zephyr sighed.
"of course you did." She let him guide her up, then kicked him in the nuts.
"Let go of me, freak...." She mutterred.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 8:17 pm
Rukia turned around to look at nothing, "Yes, but i can't kill you......" her voice trailed off and she moved her hair to the left side of her neck exposing the right. "kill me, please, if i cannot kill you then you must kill me" she said quietly
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 8:32 pm
Sinn laughed as he was still wearing the cup. He turn throwing her hard into the stone fireplace and then was gone. Exept for some blood there was no proof her was ever there.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
