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 Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:36 am
With the fog dreary day, Nevada had been staring out her dorm window with a bored expression. The choices for the day were of course...napping, napping, Mist work, napping, training and oh yeah...Napping.
However from the constant run of spars, her blood was pumping more then usual and she wanted to keep the momentum up as much as she could.
The trip to the training field was easy, it was the hunt for a partner that had the mist huntress a little worried. She could always call Roland...or maybe Lex instead to spar with but...then she wouldn't meet new people.
Instead she searched the grounds with heavy violet eyes...and found just a spot of sunshine instead.
Sliding over to the sun hunter, Nevada gave a cat like smile before popping right behind him.
"Hello handsome...would you like to spar with me?"
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Baneful rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:47 am
Rep had been having a good day. He'd overslept and yet when he got to the cafeteria they had still had the cereal sitting out from breakfast. A swim had woken him up proper and now he was on the training fields, smelling a bit like piracy but for the most part content with his lot in life.
Until someone interrupted him.
Tracey got rammed into the ground with a loud thunk of metal on dirt, and he turned to eye whoever it was who'd gotten in the way of his morning with narrowed eyes. The only reason he hadn't assaulted them with viciousness right off the bat was because of the compliment. However even that was regarded with scepticism. He knew he wasn't handsome and was always wary of people passively pointing that out.
"Jumping out on me like that could lose you your ******** head." he snarled, jabbing a thumb in the direction of Tracey. He looked Nevada over critically, another b***h. What the island needed was more ******** women. His lip outright curled in disgust when he got to the edges of her emblem.
"Another ******** mist. That whole division has more ******** vag than a convent I swear to <********>. " He included Ro in that blanket statement.
He audibly cracked his knuckles before flexing one tense shoulder then another. "Sure, I'll spar you. I'll even drop you off at the infirmary after, no charge"
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:54 am
Although the huntress was hard to surprise, the slam of what she saw as probably one of the largest weapons she had even seen how did you even swing it around what was she doing.....did shock her, her eyes widening.
"I apologize if I startled you." She cocked her head, pursued her lips and studied him. He was of course handsome, but most men were to the huntress. This island ran on beauty genes she assumed.
Hard to be a hunter AND be ugly right?
"Yes another ******** mist." she repeated, "Really? I've only met two other mist. I was told they're a little short compared to the other divisions and thus was placed there." She blinked again, "Well that's nice handsome but if you beat me, I'd rather you leave me in the grass to nap." Unsure of what she had gotten herself in, she waved her hand over the pin in her hair as Leroy formed into her hands.
The tommy gun practically glowed with excitement.
/Finally! This lacky looks like he can handle us. Are you ready for a challenge Pidge?/
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Baneful rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 12:05 pm
Rep smirked, she was pretty polite as far as women went. Unusual for a mist, but then again even the nice ones were capable of going absolutely batshit insane, as evidenced by Cass. "Ye didnae startle me." he shrugged "If you did, you'd have Tracey a foot deep in your skull."
"Mist are always all short cause they are women. Women are always scrawny midgets." He knew she meant numerically but chose simply to ignore it the way he did so many things, dragging the conversation kicking and screaming his way. "And trust me, if I left you in the grass to nap after fighting me man, it would be six foot under it."
As she summoned her weapon, he raised a brow curiously. A gun? Interesting. He hadn't come up against many in his time at Deus. For whatever reason, firearms were scarce in general. It was actually exciting, a chance to practice against something new and unpredictable.
He plucked Tracey out of the ground as if he weighed nothing at all and slid both hands onto the handle, spreading his weight, his hands on the sleek polished leather of the grips. His blue gaze flicked back to her and he smirked.
Without further warning than that he swung, the massive axe crashing against her shield as he lunged forward into the fight.
HP : 50/50
DMG: 6
Charge: 1/3
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 3
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 12:29 pm
"Then I thank the great restraint you had in not burying your weapon in my skull." The mist huntress chuckled, still a little unsure of the sun hunter. "If you don't mind me asking but...Whats your name handsome? Unless you'd like to be called handsome, in which I can oblige."
She frowned again, "Well I suppose that's true as well. I am not tall at all, but I wouldn't say scrawny..." She tapped the gun to her hand thoughtfully, "6 feet under hmm? Wouldn't you get in trouble for killing a hunter handsome?"
When he swung the large weapon at her, her eyes widened and tried to put Leroy up protectively. She felt the large slice and stepped back with the impact. The damage vibrated down her arm as she looked at the ripped part of her coat.
"Well then...I guess I'll have to step back..." Lucky for her, Leroy didn't need to be close to shoot.
She pulled the trigger as a barrage of bullets hit his FEAR shield. Instead of them doing major damage...like she had done to Roland, they barely even scratched the surface.
Nevada: 36/40
Damage: 2
Charge: 1/3
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Baneful rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 12:42 pm
"My name is Rep." he snarled as he leapt forward, determined not to let her put too much range between them.
It was different being hit by bullets to a blade, the impact rattled off his shield, felt through it, like sharp jabs at his skin. It hurt a good bit even at full shield. He didn't intend to find out how it felt at low.
In a sweep of bleeding red runes, he brought Tracey around a second time. The girl looked to be a trainee, with trainees, it was all about scaring them so they didn't forget you in a hurry. This time his attack wasn't immediate, Tracey hit the ground as he used the axe to vault even further into range, ready to bring it in a massive overhand swing if the girl wasn't fast enough to get out of the large cleave arc the axe was capable of.
HP : 48/50
DMG: Miss
Charge: 1/3
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 12:48 pm
Nevada smiled at him. "Nice to meet you Rep." She said politely, "Oh i'm Nevada...Nevada Burns. A joke on my parents part."
Okay...Okay she had no idea what Rep was doing but the large swings and arcs of his weapon were starting to trip her out. They didn't even need to connect with her FEAR shield for her to worry about when it would.
/Stop shaking Pidge!/
I can't....
She wasn't one to be scared but the thought of being cleaved in two was high in her mind when she pulled the trigger....and missed him completely. Shooting past him.
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Baneful rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 6
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 12:54 pm
He smirked. "I like Nevada. Isn't that where Vegas is?" Vegas being his favourite place in the entire world.
But he didn't take his attention off her, the way the other hunter faltered was absolute delight to him, like a predator watching a deer limp before their eyes. Hesitation could cost you everything in this business, and even as she stepped back, he picked up the slack, sweeping the larger edge of the double sided blade around mercilessly.
HP : 48/50
DMG: 5
Charge: 2/3
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 1:18 pm
Nevada just sighed and shook her head. "It's a pretty state, didn't grow up there but visited often. And yes." She actually smiled, "Vegas, Sin city. One of my favorite places when I'm feeling particularly energetic." even if she wasn't of legal age to be there.
Then again she was the more rebellious of the twins and hadn't been shy about finding fake I.D. to play.
The warm thoughts of Las Vegas fled as she watched the large arc of Rep's axe come down again. s**t! It hit again, causing her to squeak.
"Your weapon..." She dropped to one knee. For some reason, just the idea of the weapon was seriously scaring her. She had faced Roland's scythe and even then it didn't terrify her as much as this.
"Your one scary indvidual Rep." She used the montemum from pushing herself up to roll around Rep and his weapon and fire. Her speed slightly increasing as she felt herself flowing into the battle...only a little though...she was still working on trying not to be brutally demolished mental because of the slow wide arcs of his weapon.
Even if the time in between his swing and hit built up the tension in her.
Nevada: 31/40
Damage: 4
Charge: 2/3
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Baneful rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 1:24 pm
Rep took a few moments to hang back and assess his opponent, not taking his eyes off her as he indulged in just a bit of small talk. "Aye well, Vegas was my first work dinner, first date. Lot of s**t. Nice place."
Even the mention Tracey made the fallen angel stretch delightedly in Rep's thoughts, a movement in the shadows behind his concious thoughts. It felt good, everything about Tracey felt good, seductive and empowering.
"I'd say I was just a big ******** teddybear." he said, baring even more of his teeth in the smile.
"But I'd be ******** lying."
With unreal speed for its size, again he brought Tracey around, every single swing sounding like he sliced the air itself.
This time when it connected, the runes along the massive axe flared, leaving afterimages in the air like a time lapse photograph, hemmoraging runic energy like blood.
Just. Like that.>
HP : 44/50
DMG: 7
Charge: 3/3
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 1:45 pm
It was hard, to switch from fear of his weapon coming at her and keeping a straight conversation, almost a cheerful one. She new yes, this was true. But she had let the confidence of beating Roland effect her, of being what she thought was a stronger trainee cloud her mind. That and being distracted by trying to keep it friendly..
It was a reality when she faced someone who was exprienced, who knew what he was doing...he knew when to attack her, to distract and hit...and hit hard.
She was powerless against exprience.
With the last hit, she fell flat on her a** and stared up at the sun hunter, mouth a little agape. Leroy had fumbled from her hands into her lap, sitting there as she tried to work past her fear.
She couldn't, she was too scared. What if she was on a mission, what if she was faced with worse?
"Haha Handsome." She tried to push herself up, work past it Nevada, "You really got to me. Usually I don't get so bothered by things but..." She shook her head, "Teddy bear is the last thing on my mind when describing you." Another attempted to push herself had her standing. "I wonder if I could pull out a second half win? I really doubt it though..."
/Don't give in, calm down, breathe. Just remember to aim and shoot Nevada.../ Leroy was oddly comforting as she held her gun up.
What she wasn't prepared for though, what she didn't quite understand that his weapon was charged. It would only get worst from here.
Nevada: 24/40
Damage: 0
Charge: 2/3
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Baneful rolled 10 12-sided dice:
5, 2, 2, 12, 9, 2, 6, 4, 12, 5
Total: 59 (10-120)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 2:00 pm
She didn't bother him as much as most women, naive, friendly, unaware what was coming her way. This would be a lesson rather than a reminder of her place, her place, she seemed to already know. Respect earned respect, even from someone like Rep.
The charge raced through his veins like a drug, Tracey pleading, begging, let me go, hit her, let me taste her shield again. But he held it back. His voice was a low snarl, as feral and wild as the energy that crackled through him like no drug known to man "Look for the runes. When the runes light up, the charge is coming. There's no second half wins when there's a charge involved."
There was a sound like static electricity as he finally unleashed the chained charge, swinging faster than should ever have been possible, runes bleeding off as Tracey, no more than a broad black blur came around with a crash of blade to shield.
The moment where he couldn't tell himself and the weapon apart made the agony of his strained muscles nothing but a distant irrelevance.
HP : 23/50
DMG: 25
Charge: 0/3
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 2:20 pm
She did listen to the sun hunter, when she saw the runs on his weapon blaring bright she knew. She had used her own charge once, why shouldn't she know that other hunters had it?
"Charge, Runes Glowing." She just smiled as the the charge hit, watching the swing of the axe disappear...there was no axe as far as she saw but she felt it, blowing her FEAR shield away and sending her to land straight on her back. Leroy desummoned and went back to pin form as she laid there. Her nose seeped some blood, purely from the weight of his impact on her shield and recoil damage she couldn't avoid.
"That was a good lesson..." She whimpered from her spot, closing her eyes. In all honesty, it hurt to lose. She liked to win after all, who didn't. But with how her body was hurting and what she had gathered from this fight well...It almost seemed worth it.
"So without burying me 6 feet under the ground, do you mind if I nap here for a second. I'd rather not crawl my way off the field, it's a little embarassing.." She said with a low chuckle, somewhat muffled by the scarf that was keeping her from bleeding her nose out.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 2:47 pm
Tracey got desummoned in a flourish as the other hunter hit the ground, her weapon desummoning. He sauntered over to her to look down and make sure she was still intact, at least mostly.
"Aye I mind." he said gruffly. She'd given him no reason to just walk away and leave her on the field. He held out a hand and beckoned her. " 'mon, get up. Don't be a sissy laying around the ******** training fields. Dramatics aren't the done thing." He wasn't actually that keen on people thinking he just hit and ran in spars, he only left people he disliked in a pool of their own blood, and this new girl hadn't actually pissed him off at all.
If she took his hand, he helped her to her feet and propped her up.
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 2:58 pm
She laughed and then took his offered hand. No reason to lay around. yeah he was right. though it wasn't dramatics. She would and could fall asleep right there, she had done it before.
"Well if you insist handsome." She pulled as he did and steadied herself on her feet. "This was better then I imagined considering. Next time, I won't be scared to face you and your weapon. Or I hope I won't.." She chuckled before stepping back. "Well Rep, Watch out for next time. I'll be sure not to disappoint."
And waved as she headed off the field. To be honest, she realized as she walked away, That Rep was probably the same Rep, Roland had warned her about. Though she had no idea why, Rep seemed friendly enough. A bit gruff, but still friendly.
/We need to train harder/
Yeah, especially if we want to stand a chance against the other hunters...
/Glad to see that lit a fire under you petite little a**.../
We'll do it after I nap... She yawned.
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