[1v1] Desert Winds (Chel v. Uttam)

[chiickadee]

Chel was beginning to question her own reasons for going off island so much. Maybe it was because bothering Jack in the labs really did get boring fast. Maybe it was because suns had zippo to do except get off the island asap.

Either way, she was in the haunted house. Again. Hunting monsters and baddies. Again.

Singing her own theme song to herself under her breath.

Again.  

[Carhop Cavalier]

Uttam, out of sheer boredom and an old soldier's itch to cause some sort of ruckus, went for a meandering walk with no goal. He ended up at the Haunted House he'd heard whispered about, some foreboding battle ground where he could fight the little Hunter gnats.

He continued to meander, hearing the usual voices that came with the fog of Insanity. Home, home, precious home. Home was where he wanted to be - but it was useless to dwell on. Living in yesterday never accomplished anything.

Then he saw pink hair, a human voice singing some irksome song. The morning star appeared in his hands, a soft thud on the earth as it finished materializing.

"Hey, gnat."  

[chiickadee]

Chel blinked once or twice. "Well you certainly get down to business fast. Couldn't you at least ask a lady her name?" she asked, grinning sideways.

"Well c'mon. Do your worst or what the ******** ever. I got somewhere to be." She shrugged, summoning Tenebrae across her chest. "Kinda don't wanna be stuck here for long."  

[Carhop Cavalier]

Sneering, the Horseman began to swirl the chain of the star around his wrist, taking a few steps forward with cold eyes. He didn't care about her, or where she was going. She was a little gnat that had destroyed his home and people by association. Dwelling on the past may not have been his thing, but his people deserved justice.

A hard step into the ground and a flick of the wrist sent the metal end flying at the girl.

(HP: 40/40
Damage: 5)  

[chiickadee]

Chel swerved around the strange guy's weapon, but it wasn't fast enough. It skimmed the side of her arm, so closely that she could feel the wind after it'd passed by her.

She returned fire, shooting sloppily aimed arrows at his head. They were hasty, too quick to really make their mark on the horsemen. "Aren't you at least going to tell me why I suck or whatever? Most people do that y'know." Apparently Uttam wasn't very hip.

HP: 35/40
DMG: 3
Charge: 1/3 | 0/2

carhop cavalier

 

[Carhop Cavalier]

Sweeping up the shawl with a flaring twist to block the arrows from hitting his head, Uttam spat out dry sand in disgust at his adversary. She really dared to ask him why she was being attacked? Was she this stupid?

"You know what you did." His voice, coarse as the sand that was beginning to whip out around him from the hole in his ribs, rang hollowly. Another twirl, offensive and rushed, sending the heavy metal ball forward at the girl.

(HP: 37/40
Damage: 2)  

[chiickadee]

"Yoooo I don't know who spit in your cheerios, but I haven't done anything to you. I don't even know who you are," Chel contested, firing arrows all the while. "Do you guys even eat cheerios ..."

Important minds had important questions.

HP: 33/40
DMG: 10
Charge: 2/3 | 0/2

carhop cavalier

 

[Carhop Cavalier]

With a loud 'tch' as the arrows thudded into his shoulder and multiple steps backward, Uttam gave the girl a stone cold stare. "Don't act stupid, girl."

Wrapping the chain to his weapon around his wrist, he tried to strike out again, but the pain in his shoulder cuff caused him to miss. Another sneer.

(HP: 27/40
DMG: 0)

chimarii

 

[chiickadee]

"You're being a manchild right now Mr. Mysterious," she said, nonchalantly launching another arrow into his side. "Really unflattering, you know? No way to woo a lady."

She rolled her shoulders. "Look if you want a date, just ask for one. No need to play the tough guy roll."

Epitome of class.

HP: 33/40
DMG: 3
Charge: 3/3 | 0/2  

[Carhop Cavalier]

"Are you really such an idiot?" Uttam spat, switching the weapon into his non dominant hand after taking the arrows to the side. Little pesky flies. "You burned down my home, yet act like you don't know your sins? Pathetic!" A lurching movement sent the morning star hurling towards Chel's foot, intending to crush it.

(HP: 24/40
DMG: 5)

Chimarii

 

[chiickadee]

< 100% >

Chel launched a shot at Uttam, but it was no normal shot. She was, quite literally and respectively, firing her laser.

"You know it's really not nice to call people pathetic. Or to tell them they're sinning. Kind of a d**k move. Are you like one of those crazy christian people?" She shook her hands in front of her chest. "Nah dude nevermind- I'm atheist. I don't wanna hear about your lord and savior, thanks."

HP: 20/40 (might be 22 depending on what maru says)
DMG: 12
Charge: 0/3 | 1/2  

[Carhop Cavalier]

That hurt, but it wasn't nearly as painful as the girl's stupid little prattling. On and on and on she droned like some stupid ******** little sandfly in his ear. It was so irritating! Snapping his mouth shut, he decided not to speak anymore. Words would be a waste on someone hardly intelligent enough to put simple sentences together.

(HP:12/40
DMG: 0)  

[chiickadee]

Chel pursed her lips in both sympathy and annoyance. This dude was absolutely zero fun. Like negative fun. He was literally sucking the fun out of her good time. At least the other ones had had friendly banter or completely ripped her throat out. Either way.

"Ooh, playing up that mystery again. What- cat got your tongue?" Hopefully it wasn't that Shaheen cat lion thing. That was actually scary. No thank you.

HP: 20/40
DMG: 7
Charge: 0/3 | 1/2  

[Carhop Cavalier]

Glaring loudly at the girl, Uttam still let his actions do his talking - and so far his words had been weak. He was off his game, getting taken down by some pathetic pink gnat. A rusty soldier was absolutely worthless, nothing more than just cannon fodder.

Was that what he was? No - no he was not. With an audible grunt he twirled and kicked up more self made sand, sending the metal ball hurtling towards Chel with murderous intent. He'd show her who the real cannon fodder was.

(HP: 5/40
DMG: 6)  

[chiickadee]

Chel slid past his morningstar, dodging the oncoming attacks like they were nothing. Because in fact, they were nothing.

Instead, she delivered her own blow. Directly to his face.

HP: 14/40
DMG: 6
Charge: 0/3 | 1/2

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