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 Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 10:56 am
He nodded, then stepped back and turned toward the guards, who had magically moved back to blocking the entrance.
"Choose a time limit. Make sure it's suited to your abilities, yet challenging."
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 10:58 am
-Rinoa rocks back and forth on her heels a moment, a habit she really should break someday, and comes to a decision. With a sure nod, she raises her head.-
Ten minutes. I think I can do ten minutes.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:01 am
He raised an eyebrow slightly. The last guy to pick ten minutes...well...just got carried out on a stretcher ten minutes ago. Squall checks the back of his mind to make sure he has a couple Haste spells.
Meanwhile, the guards moved out of the way. Squall waited for her to go in; he wasn't the leader this time, after all.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:06 am
-She takes a deep breath, stares up at the mountain as if praying to it to gracefully receive and protect her, and steps in, her face immediately blasted with heat from the lava lakes inside. She rocks a little again on her heels, although this time it seems more like she's fighting off a dizzy spell, waits for Squall to come up behind her, and makes a break down the path, running toward the fateful crater in the center, gripping a handful of stones in her hand to be ready. She knows Ifrit's tricks, and most of his moves, and she has an idea of what he's probably going to do after he's done boasting about how cool he is to scare her. By the time Squall registers that she's run off ahead, she's already almost there, and Squall has to pull some fancy footwork of his own to keep up and protect, if that's what he aimed to do.-
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:10 am
Good thing he had the Haste spells. Bringing his hand up to his forehead, he felt in his mind for the particular type of magic, then drew it to the forefront. As he opened his eyes again, the world seemed to be in a permanent state of slow-motion. He took off running after Rinoa, the Haste spell enabling him to catch up with her just as she reached Ifrit's lair.
This is it. I can't help you fight. I can only heal you if necessary. Are you ready, Rin?
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:13 am
-Rinoa catches her breath, staring at the crater and hopping from one foot to the other to keep her adrenaline running, taking all the courage she possibly can to not hide in Squall's arms. That's what she wants to do the most right now, but ironically, in this situation, it would push him away from her. She can do this. She can do this. She... can... she nods.-
I'm ready. I'm so ready. Let's go before I chicken out.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:15 am
---Entrance Theft---
Flames poured out of the hole in the center of the Fire Cavern, a hellish roar of fire and brimstone coming from within. Just as it seemed as though the flames of hell itself would rise up and consume the entire island, the Guardian Diety of Fire, Ifrit, rose up out of the hole, its red eyes glaring down at Rinoa.
"IMPUDENT HUMAN." Ifrit spoke, and yet its mouth did not move. Being a mere avatar of the actual Fire God, Ifrit needed not communicate vocally.
Before it ever landed on the ground, Ifrit's right hand already shot forward, a blast of Fire roaring out at the cadet. The GF allowed its magical attack to distract Rinoa long enough for the fire god to land on the floor of the Fire Cavern.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:19 am
( The same entrance over and over really starts to get annoying ... stare )
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:20 am
(i left a glaring opening for a counter in it, too. so if he keeps using that, someone's going to get smart.
EDIT: and you gotta admit, it is a pretty cool description, despite the fact that i had to wring it out of my brain)
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:21 am
-She holds her breath and watches the fireball zoom to her face, and leaps at the last second. In mid-air, she throws four stones and her willpower with them to dissolve them into purpose: a field of protect around her, and one around Squall, and a field of magic protection, a shell, around her and Squall as well. When she lands on the ground a few feet away, she looks up at the huge avatar and frowns a little.
I'm sorry, big buddy. Please don't take it personally and I won't either, okay?
As she says this, she aims her valkyrie at Ifrit's shoulder and pulls the trigger, watching the blades shoot off, and then leaps in another direction before she sees them hit, knowing that waiting for that is gonna cost her some pretty.-
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:21 am
Croix Hunter ( The same entrance over and over really starts to get annoying ... stare ) (I'll make one up later... Once I grow a brain... *raps his knuckles on his nearly-empty head*)
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:28 am
Ifrit smacked the Valkyrie projectile back at Rinoa. It suddenly jolted back, holding it's hand, which had a blue stain on it. Rinoa was smart to junction Blizzara to her attacks. The creature then leapt into the air, not caring if the reflected projectile hit Rinoa or not, amd produced a fireball in each hand. Ifrit hurled both fireballs at the Cadet.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:30 am
Squall held the Revolver in a right-handed grip, his left hand grasping a Hi-Potion inside his potion pouch, if necessary. He noted her thoughtfulness to provide protection for her comrade, despite the fact that Ifrit wouldn't attack him unless he got involved. Such consideration of allies would merit her bonus points to go on the final score from her field exam.
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:34 am
-As the blades of the Valkyrie whip back into their slots with a jolt to her arm, Rinoa lands about two feet to Squall's left. Her mind makes a quick calculation of where the fireballs are going to land, and she shoves Squall out of the way, letting one of them whiz past her into the lava below, and catching about half of the other one, her protective shell sizzling red as it bears the brunt of the fire. Her shoulder still gets singed, and she rolls it in the socket to pop it and wince a little at the burn, before taking stock of positioning and dashing to the right. She raises her Valkyrie as if to aim at Ifrit's arm again, and instead draws from her power within, watching a mist cloud coalesce in front of her momentarily before it turns into a hugantic icicle. She aims the icicle and lets the magic of it torpedo toward Ifrit's left leg as she leaps out of the way of his swinging meathooks.-
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Posted: Fri Aug 06, 2004 11:40 am
He stumbled to the side, his right foot planting against the very edge of the platform to keep him from tumbling over into the lava pits below. He looked back up to the battle before him, letting the Hi-Potion fall back against the others in his pouch as he took the Revolver in his usual double-handed grip.
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