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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 9:21 am
His katars were summoned and at the ready. Their blue runic glow a beacon of the battle to come. A breeze blew through the training field, causing the hunter's long jackets to flutter valiantly in time. "Reluctantly crouched at the starting line, Engines pumping and thumping in time.." Dylon grinned as he mimic'd a verse from a song, slowly circling his prey. It was obvious. He wasn't taking his spar game seriously.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 10:46 am
Horace blinked. Of all things to expect on the sparring field, he would have never guessed he'd hear Cake. Jannsari glinted on his fists, but he paused and began to chuckle.
"You know what? For that, you get first shot. Come at me." Still laughing, he gestured the other hunter forward.
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 10:52 am
"Alright!" Dylon gleamed, hopping from one foot to the other. With a hum and a bounce, he lunged forward. He feinted a swipe with one arm, before coming from underneath with the other for a sharp and pointy uppercut.
HP: 40/40 Damage: 3
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 11:00 am
Those blades glinted dangerously, scraping along his flesh. He danced back and grinned at the other man.
"Is that all you've got?"
HP: 37/40 DMG: CHG: 0/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 11:09 am
Dylon grinned, despite the knowledge in the back of his mind that he in fact had so little to give. He feigned his confidence with a mask of bravado. "Just getting warmed up, buddy." He laughed, swiping at the man a few more times.
HP: 40/40 Damage: 4
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 11:24 am
"Alright," he said. "That's a little better." Now maybe if Horace could hit... He paused a moment to tie up his long hair, then darted in and sunk one fist into Dylon's gut.
HP: 33/40 DMG: 5 CHG: 1/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 11:41 am
He took the hit with a grunt. Vahn growled commands in his mind, pointing out the opening made by the attack. Dylon tried not to move too slowly, using the opening to drive his own weapon in toward Horace's centre.
It was highly effective. Dylon was surprised by the power a counter attack could provide.
HP: 35/40 Damage: 8
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 11:46 am
Horace folded for a second. {now,} Jannisari said calmly. {while it is so close. go for the jugular, the throat - clean and quick.} Instead, Horace clocked Dylon on the side of the head.
HP: 25/40 DMG: 4 CHG: 2/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 11:58 am
Dylon's head went with the momentum of the attack, making the man stagger sideways. "Hah HAH! I have, actually." He said with a cheeky grin.
He rushed forward again, aiming to slice across the other man's chest.
HP: 34/40 Damage: 1
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 12:45 pm
Horace managed to lean far enough back that the tips of the katars just grazed his chest. They looked far too deadly.
"You know Mikael? Creepy little pale dude who acts sweet as butter?" Horace held his hand out at about 4'9". The kid was short. "Kid clocked me out like a light - busted my shield and almost when further. You have to watch out for the short ones." With that, Horace ducked around Dylon to catch the man's thigh with one spiked edge.
HP: 24/40 DMG: 4 CHG: 3/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 1:05 pm
"Mikael? Yeah, I had to save that kid from a closet because he... said he didn't want to destroy Deus property.." But apparently the kid was fine with attacking a fellow hunter. But, Dylon assumed he meant on the training field. That's what it was for, right?
"So much for him saying he didn't wanna hurt a fly, huh?"
He felt the attack, swiping at Horace's retreating arm with his blades in retaliation.
HP: 30/40 Damage: 2
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 8 4-sided dice:
4, 2, 3, 3, 1, 3, 4, 4
Total: 24 (8-32)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 1:09 pm
"So... you helped him out of the closet, huh?" Horace winked at Dylon cheekily, then let out a hiss as the blades caught his arm.
{horace. you may.} {Yes, Doctor.}
Horace touched the two tekkos together and a spark flew off of them, twisting into the sky before falling onto Horace. He lit up with electricity before it faded.
HP: 22/40 + 20 = 40/40 DMG: CHG: 0/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 2:28 pm
Dylon snorted, "HAH! You bet I did." He could laugh at his own expense. It was pretty funny, after all.
He jumped back from the cracks and sparks coming from Horace's weapon. Assuming it was to be an attack, he didn't want to be on the wrong end of it. Thankfully it was not an attack....
Thankfully. Still, it had startled him enough that Dylon's next strike came a lot more cautious, and not nearly as strong.
HP: 30/40 Damage: Miss
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 4:57 pm
He circled, bouncing upwards on the balls of his feet, ready to block, counter-attack, anything. But the blow never came. "Pretty neat trick, ain't it? What's yours do?" Horace feinted left, then delivered a stiff jab to Dylon's shoulder. He pulled away quickly, trying to avoid those glintingly sharp blades.
"The kid could probably stand to get laid. Then again, so could everybody."
HP: 40/40 DMG: 3 CHG: 1/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2014 5:37 pm
"Mine? I get a heal out of it." Two of a kind, the both of them.
He moved to block the feint, but as it was a feint, found himself with a sore shoulder right soon after. Tricky bugger. Dylon jutted his arm upward to try and catch Horace's wrist unawares.
"I dunno. Seems like the island is divided by 'those who have a lot of sex' and 'those who do not'." He grinned, "I'm part of the former."
HP: 27/40 Damage: 1
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