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 Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 7:11 am
Gale was, for not the first time that week - or even that day - down on the training fields.
He normally spent a great deal of his time there anyway, but since returning from their last mission during The Second Incident, it was rare if he wasn't down on the fields. It was one place, at the very least, that he didn't have to worry about talking to anyone, since the majority of the hunters and trainees down on the field were focusing on their own individual practices.
Not to mention hitting things as hard as he could had a certain appeal.
Dressed in a pair of ratty grey sweatpants, a black teeshirt that had Styx scrawled across it in blue font, his hands wrapped in a series of bandages, Gale threw another punch at the dummy, lips pressed together. He had dirt smeared along one cheek and his short blonde hair was damp with sweat, but he had no intentions of stopping anytime soon. If anything, he was growing increasingly more irritated with each hit, each kick to the practice dummy.
He was not that good at hand-to-hand-combat, and it was showing. Gale scowled heavily, and took a step back to catch his breath, wiping his mouth. His knuckles felt bruised, and his heart was clambering in his chest, but he was merely gathering himself together to begin again.
It was a good distraction. And distractions were what he craved right now.
"ARRRGGHHH!"
In his frustration Gale had picked up his bag from the ground and thrown it. Except what he hadn't intended to do was bean it at the person walking by that he hadn't seen.
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Baneful rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2012 7:22 am
Rep spent a lot of time at the training fields, after the sheer number of people he'd managed to piss off, it certainly seemed like the prudent thing to do, not to mention the gym was fairly lacking in specific workout machines. So to get a full body workout, the best place to go was just outside and work on swinging the rediculous weight that was Tracey.
Today he was actually minding his own business mostly, his thoughts still lingering wether he liked it or not on the sheer expendability of all of them after reading the reports on 1999, he was determined not to be expendable, to be self sufficient as he could possibly be.
At least, he was minding his own business until a bag bounced off his head and nearly knocked him over, whirling around utterly bristling at what he deemed a sneak attack.
"The ******** was that for?" he snarled at Gale.
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kuropeco rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 9:01 pm
He really hadn't expected anyone to be walking by right at the moment when he was having a Moment (as his mother would have called it), so when he heard a dull thunk and an irritated voice, Gale sighed inwardly. He'd heard that voice before - never directed towards him, but it was still familiar all the same. It was the muscular, redheaded man, the one who had been at the crux of a good several disagreements already within the hunters.
Gale had forgotten his name, but he thought it was something with an R. He pinched the bridge of his nose between two fingers. Rep. Yes. That was it.
I'm getting a headache already.
"Sorry," he mumbled, stepping over to pick up the bag, twining the strap around his fingers and pulling it upwards. He brushed off some of the grass and dragged it towards him.
"Wasn't looking."
That being said, he turned back around completely ignoring Rep now as though he hadn't just thrown something at his head.
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 1
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 10:00 pm
Okay maybe he hated a lot of things. It was a sad fact he had to come to terms with with himself. But pretty high on the red headed man's list of things was being ignored. So as Gale apparently blew him off completely after throwing a bag at his head, Rep's anger levels went immediately through the roof.
Never mind that he'd said sorry, never mind that he was short.
Never mind he had his /back/ to him.
Rep cared little for honour and summoning Tracey and swinging all in one fluid movement he struck Gale from behind.
"Sorry isn't ******** good enough."
(( HP- 40/40
DMG- 2
Charge - 1/3 ))
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 10:29 pm
The attack from behind shouldn't have surprised him as much as it did, even with Jinhai's hasty warning, but the heavy thwack to his back made Gale stagger forward, nearly losing his balance in the process. Pain shivered up and down his spine, but Gale had already spun back around, his right hand outstretched, Jinhai appearing in a flash of light.
"What the hell was that for?"
[ HP: 48/50
Damage: NONEXISTANT
Charge: 0/3 ]
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2012 10:35 pm
"What the hell was it for? For being a smartass little s**t." he snarled almost teasingly, irritated at the other hunter but at the same time no longer to the degree he was before. He had the blonde man's attention, now it was just a matter of keeping it, and that was usually much easier once you'd hit them in the back with an axe.
His gaze momentarily shifted to Gale's weapon, getting a sharp pang of worry at what it was. Guns, he ******** HATED guns. They gave him the creeps.
Once again he tried to attack the other hunter, to /make/ him fight back.
(( HP- 40/40
DMG- 2
Charge - 2/3 ))
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 10
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 8:04 am
And then there was that word. "Little."
Gale felt anger stirring beneath his skin, heavy and thick, and as Rep's enormous sword came swinging out again, catching his side, it sent him staggering sideways several feet.
He threw the rifle up, holding it into position atop his shoulder, and glared daggers at the redhead.
"Don't call me little."
After which there was a deafening bang from the gun.
[ HP: 46/50
Damage: 6
Charge: 1/3 ]
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Mar 18, 2012 11:54 am
Rep laughed nastily as Gale told him not to call him little, the laughter only cut off as he was sent staggering backwards with the force of the shot. He only /just/ kept his footing, apparently the little guy could pack a bit of a punch with that thing, that was good. Beating up weaklings was boring. He smirked toothily again as he snarled.
"Aww. Seems like you have a little problem with your height short man. Think you are big but a wee coat fits you." he gathered Tracey up and set his stance.
"That gun's a ******** overcompensation too." he barked as he leapt in on the offensive again, bringing the massive totally-not-compensatory black axe of his own around in a sort of pirouette, but a pirouette with quite a kick of force behind it.
(( HP- 34/40
DMG- 9
Charge - 3/3 ))
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:12 am
Gale cocked a single eyebrow.
"If my gun is compensation, then what the f**k do you call your sword?"
He shrugged, as though completely unconcerned about the matter, though there was a hard smirk stretching across his face. Still wheezing a bit from Rep's hit - the damn guy was faster than he'd thought - Gale straightened, brushing his hair away from his face.
"It's bigger than mine is - by far, which means you must be compensating for something a lot smaller."
Another careless shrug. "Might be the obviously tiny brain you have, or it might be something else. Probably the something else. Or lack thereof."
[ HP: 37/50
Damage: 3
Charge: 2/3 ]
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Baneful rolled 7 4-sided dice:
2, 1, 2, 4, 1, 3, 2
Total: 15 (7-28)
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 8:39 am
If there was ever a time when Rep was glad Tracey had a charge? It was right at that moment. Maybe he'd walked right into the insult, but that didn't change the fact that Gale's comments hit one of Rep's rawest of nerves and hit it /hard/.
"I'll make you eat those words you little English s**t!" he snarled, his playful teasing anger morphing into something much more real and vicious.
He charged forward with Tracey, throwing every ounce of his weight behind the swing as he let the axe guide his hand, let the sheer force of the charge guide him. He felt it connect and felt just a little better. A guy who was simply overcompensating couldn't do /this/.
(( HP- 31/40
DMG- 13
Charge - 0/3 1/2))
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 5
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 9:50 am
Okay, that hurt.
But it had worked, at least. His comments had landed smack dab in the center of wherever it was that Rep was the most sensitive, and despite the fact that his chest now felt as though he'd had a truck slammed into it and his head was spinning, Gale was not exactly as mad as he'd been before.
He was amused.
Grinning up at Rep from the ground, Gale wiped a bit of blood from his mouth and pushed his hair back away from his face.
"Throwing a tantrum now, are we?" he asked innocently, brows lifting. "I suppose I deserved that, but temper, temper..."
<< You're an idiot. >>
Why thank you.
The rifle swung around, several shots firing off towards Rep's legs.
[ HP: 24/50
Damage: 8
Charge: 3/3 ]
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 10:47 am
As soon as he was back up, he charged straight back into the fray, still reckless with fury but at the same time, anger giving an edge to his attacks they might not have possessed before.
(( HP- 23/40
DMG- 6
Charge - 1/3 1/2))
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kuropeco rolled 8 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 1, 3, 1, 2, 2, 4
Total: 16 (8-32)
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 12:09 pm
He may or may not have missed Rep entirely, but whether or not that was on purpose or merely a stupid mistake on his part was entirely uncertain, since Gale gave no indication that was upset by this fact. He still had that slightly maniacal grin on his face, even as Rep's enormous weapon swung out and caught him around the stomach, sending him staggering sideways, grunting in pain.
"Honestly?" he said, pulling himself back upright and swaying a little unsteadily. He could hear Jinhai in his mind, quietly stirring, half amused, half exasperated.
"Your temper doesn't frighten me in the slightest," said Gale, with a half sort of shrug, his left shoulder rising and falling. He could still feel the impact of Rep's attack reverberating up and down his spine unpleasantly, and it was making his head spin. "I've been on the receiving end of people a lot more terrifying than your pathetic attempts at intimidation."
[ HP: 18/50
Damage: NOPE
Charge: 0/3 ]
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 5:19 pm
"I couldn't give a <********> if you are frightened or not. I just know no one ******** says s**t like that to me and gets away with it." He just grew angrier and angrier the more he fought, frustrated by the fact that unlike back home, he simply couldn't beat Gale up by virtue of larger size. Weapons complicated everything.
<< You might want to SHUT THE ******** UP >>
He was practically functioning on rage, tense and now offset with soreness from where he'd hit the ground earlier. He couldn't have stopped if he wanted to, he was going to win this or go down trying.
(( HP- 23/40
DMG- 7
Charge - 2/3 1/2))
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2012 6:43 pm
He cracked a smile, staggering backwards and landing on one knee, breathing heavily. A thin trail of blood slid down his cheek, but Gale merely brushed it carelessly aside, pushing back his hair away from his face and leaning on his rifle as though it were some sort of prop to keep him upright.
"And when did you become so mighty?" Gale asked sardonically, smirking. Inside his head, he could almost feel Jinhai's surprise as the dragon curled up in his mind, exhausted from the earlier missed attack. "Since when do I need to answer to someone like you? I'm free to say whatever the hell I want, and it's none of your damn business."
[ HP: 12/50
Damage: YEHRITE
Charge: 0/3 ]
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