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 Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2007 12:12 am
Zen would drop to the ground spinning counter to Kaimen's route, opening his legs to propel him away from Kaimen. He would land far enough away for the chain to be rigid. The chain wrapped around a closed fist.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2007 7:46 pm
Pushing back, almost as if flying backwards, Kaimen Kicked down on the chain, placing his arm closer to the chain so more of the pulling force would be for Zenrai to handle, if the attack went without fail, Kaimen's other leg would cleanly kick Zenrai in the back of the head while he was being pulled forward.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2007 3:06 pm
And so Zen flew forward getting kicked in the noggin, and rolling to the ground pull on the chain to get him airborne with a roll. At the end of the roll was a foot arcing down to kaimen's pudgy little head.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 12:39 pm
There was no possible way the two would escape the head kicking clash without server brain damage. As Kaimen flew into the air, upon being kicked he released the chain, the being his only weapon at hand, seeing as how he had used up all of his Tools. Wounded, but not as badly as Zen, he suffered from a slight burn on his arm, due to the friction of the pulling motion from he chain and his clothing.
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2008 7:43 pm
Zen rolled away from Kai, yet remained on the ground. He had to recover, somehow.
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 9:47 pm
Hitting the Floor Kaimen cursed out loud. Looking over to his wounded opponent, neither of them were in the best position to keep moving, and wondering if he had to win was the only thing Kaimen questioned in his mind. Without Chakra or tools, the only weapon within his opponents hands, and both of them being half dead, his only advantage was that, he was less injured, and his opponents, was that he had the weapon.
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Standing to his feet, Kaimen went for a straight mad dash. Keeping in mind everything he had just fathomed.
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