Taper's first Vamp battle

[Fatal Irony]

Misfit: 1d6 (Hitpoints: 25)  

[Fatal Irony]

The misfit took a deep, steadying breath. She'd done battle with vampires so many times. Never before had the fate of her mate been in the balance... but she pushed those thoughts aside as she approached the clearing silently. She spotted the vampire, a cainite breed by the looks. She wasted no time in begining the assault, lurching headlong while swinging her blade. She scores a strong hit, slicing into the cainite's back before he could turn and see her coming.

Hitpoints: 25/25  

[iSexy_Kitten]

Fatal Irony

Clan Vampire: 1d8 (Hitpoints: 40)

Rayne smelled and sensed her.. but it was a bit too late. He felt a hot streak along his back and the pain that came with it. Jumping to a side and turning to face the one who attacked him he hissed and got ready for battle. "So dinner comes on it's own to me today...." he all but growled. She didn't look like a hard or even a decent opponent to him, she had just gotten lucky by attacking him from behind.
She must be crazy or seeking death by attacking him out of the blue he thought as he lunged forward to try and make some damage on her.

Hitpoints: 34/40

 

[Fatal Irony]

The misfit was a seasoned warrior, and after travelling with her mate for many years battling vampires specifically she was more than competent against one. Although the one she fought was much stronger than her, she was fast and cunning, dodging his blow at the last minute and suffering only a glancing strike. Swiftly she brings her blade to bear and slashes at his chest, scoring another decent strike.


Hitpoints 24/25  

[iSexy_Kitten]

Rayne had to admit it she was good, and the new wound on his chest proved it well. He had barely managed to graze but she was landing good blows on him. At this pace he'd be done before he could muster a word.
If he let her win his pride would kill him so he better get serious about this. With a dark smirk and ignoring the pain on his back and chest he lounged at her again.

Hitpoints: 29/40

 

[Fatal Irony]

She parried the cainite's blow, feeling confident in her first two strikes. She countered with a backslash to his bicep but she was overbalanced from the cainites attack and only grazed him.

Hit points: 21/25  

[iSexy_Kitten]

Rayne smirked, she had missed this time and he would take advantage of it. He tried making a double attack, his left punch going for her stomach while one of his tentacles tried to grab her wrist to keep her in place for the blow.

He was able to grab her and pull her close for a full bow on her stomach, hoping to have gotten the wind out of her he let go and backstepped with an ebil grin, waiting for her next move.

Hitpoints: 27/40

 

[Fatal Irony]

The misfit was messing up, she could tell. The blow to her stomach just about laid her low and the air was knocked out of her. She stumbled away, weakly slicing her blade across the cainite's eyes, hoping to throw him off to avoid another vicious hit.

hit points: 16/25  

[iSexy_Kitten]

He chuckled and gave an ebil smile. He had managed to land her breathless and she barely managed to graze his cheek a bit. Before she could recover he lungued at her hoping to cause some real damage this time.

Hitpoints: 26/40

 

[Fatal Irony]

She recovered somewhat and just in time to parry his next attack, taking only a glancing blow. Growling in frustration and battle-rage she swings her blade in an arch across his thighs, scoring a solid strike. She could see the vampire bleeding from his wounds, but she knew he was nowhere near beat yet.

HP: 13/25  

[iSexy_Kitten]

He fell down on one knee when she lashed back at him. Cursing he backedup away from her. She was good under pressure, he knew that well. But he wasn't done with her yet, not just yet. He wasn't going down easy, no matter how good a fighter she was.
He went up for her claws first trying to draw some blood out and maybe even a sweet scream of pain.

Hitpoints: 22/40

 

[Fatal Irony]

She grimaced as he scored a glancing hit. She was tiring, but she refused to go down. It was too important. She let loose a battle cry as she flung herself madly at the vampire, clashing as his face with her claws.


HP: 10/25  

[iSexy_Kitten]

Fatal Irony

She was tired and aparently not thinking right now. He grabbed her wrists when she tried clawing at his face and barely grazed him, not even painful. Shoving her aside he kicked her hard as one of his tentacles slashed at her.

Hitpoints: 21/40

 

[Fatal Irony]

iSexy_Goddess

4/25

The Misfit slashed one last time to distract the vampire as she made her escape. She was clearly beaten.