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 Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 6:34 pm
Yay hurray! Blaine thought.
He flicked the small orb of light at Crash's face, hoping to distract him. As he did so, Blaine went around to Crash's left and decided to go for a kick this time.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 6:42 pm
As Blaine's focus shifted to his kick, the ball of light flickered and died before it reached Crash. Crash himself was not distracted by such a weak attempt, and easily evaded.
"Focus!" he called. "All three of you! You need more focus!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 6:52 pm
Nathan was focusing. Surprisingly sharply. For a man on the ground in pain. Writhing, more or less. What he was doing was generating fire, trying to put his energy into the Mysticker. If that was possible.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 6:54 pm
Blaine swore, "Damn..." he muttered.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 7:16 pm
Anatoly reoriented in seconds and swiped his Ice 1, spawned spinning, circular ice blades in Kitt's armpits and between her legs, sending one at each side of her torso, one at each arm, and one at each leg. To distract her from those, he spawned a large ice cube in front of Kitt, hurling at her face from inches away.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 7:38 pm
Each of these attacks fizzled and vanished after a half-second. Anatoly seemed to have forgotten that he had a low charge after his previous attacks.
A force bolt hit him in the chest.
Crash felt Nathan's focus through his Mysticker. "Good!" he shouted with passion. "That's how you do it! Focus!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 7:39 pm
((How come Anatoly gets to toss around lots and lots of ice but I only get one fireball?))
Nathan rolled over, and he focused. Not on a burst of fire. Not on throwing the fire. On sending it out and controlling it. Into a little storm of a flashfire that would spin by Crash and return to him. His jaws were clenched and his muscles tense as he tried the maneuver.
((EDITED 'CUZ JOE POASTED.))
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 7:41 pm
Blaine began to follow Nathan's example by focusing on his light mysticker, hopefully, something helpful would happen.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 7:46 pm
Anatoly flew back but landed softly, courtesy of martial arts training. He crouched low, giving his Ice 1 a little time to recharge.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 8:02 pm
((Jacob, which sticker?))
The fire worked perfectly, just brushing Crash as he attempted to dive out of the way.
"One," said Crash triumphantly as he stood. "Great job."
Blaine felt the Sticker begin to activate.
Kitt pressed the attack, firing bolts indiscriminately.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 8:03 pm
((Numeral uno))
Blaine remained focus on his mysticker as he held it out slowly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 8:08 pm
Anatoly rolled with the blows, moving with them and allowing them to throw him around a little.
His sticker finished recharging. He swiped it and created two distracting spikes from the sides and a razor-disc behind her Achilles Tendons.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 8:11 pm
"That's three?" Nathan panted as the fire whirled into a fireball in front of him again. "Did we do it?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 8:14 pm
((Dude...you are a ******** beast! She's 11! xp
And you can't fully recharge in a matter of seconds. I'll let it go as more than a few seconds, but it does take a bit of time.))
Unfortunately for Blaine, his sticker was mostly dead. His focus was great, but the sticker was too weak.
Crash charged him and Nathan again. "Three hits each!"
She wobbled out of the way of the spikes, and the razor blade was diverted, ever so slightly, by Toolbox. Instead of slicing her tendons, it bit into her calf, spraying blood. Kitt cried out, falling.
Physics again went crazy. Anatoly had trouble moving, and he suddenly felt dizzy. He felt the power draining from him, as well as his Ice Mysticker. It was hard simply to stay awake.
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Posted: Mon Dec 01, 2008 8:16 pm
((Er, that was meant to be him rolling with it for like a minute.
And like I said, Anatoly is in creepy bloodlust mode. Don't worry, he'll get his little BSOD moment in a bit.))
Anatoly entered a relaxed, meditative state. His mind cleared but he remained were he was. He just needed to let her bleed out, right...?
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