- The fight's outcome and victory will be determined through roleplay as they fight; no pre-determined winner and not using post counts. - Dust is allowed (full allotment) and will be specified in first post the characters make. - Equipment in fight to be listed in starting posts (or if just on profile, say it is what is on profile). - Fight/spar takes place in the courtyard of Beacon. Profiles of fighters: Pyrrhus versus Azriel
Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2021 4:02 pm
♞ Profile ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Pyrrhus has issued out a challenge the day before for a sparring partner to meet him in the courtyard at noon. He wanted to test his skill in battle against someone other than his team so he could continue to hone his own swordsmanship. 'I not only need to know how to combat Grimm, but also others,' he thought to himself quietly. While he was without semblance and aura, he knew the majority at this school were not. So he needed to be prepared to fight uneven odds if he was to better to prepare himself for the real world. 'Hopefully one day I shall have my own,' he thought to himself but pushed such thoughts aside. He would make due with what he had, and would not use the disadvantage to get unfair treatment. He was decked out fully in his weaponry; figuring if he would take it to a mission normally, he may as well have it now as well. The only exception was his rope. He had chosen one of the sides of the courtyard, not in the main path though easily visible, to set up the sparring arena. A ring, outlined with the odd sized rock, with a diameter of 20-feet was made there for them to fight in. He wanted the spar to be semi-contained so they had no risk of harming others. While he awaited the challenger, he would practice his own form and stances with his great-sword; a weapon he did not use as often as Dragon's Blood. Going for attacks and trying to control them given the weapons size and weight, so that he wouldn't overcommit when using it. He would continue like this till the person who accepted his challenge, Azriel, arrived. When she did, she would see him in wearing his usual partial plate-mail attire with a small sheen of sweat on him from the training. He was tempted to go full plate, but he wanted the mobility partial plate offered him. Being able to move and react faster may matter more than just having metal as defense. ♞ Post count: 23 ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄
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Outfit: Partial plate armor (refer to his image) Weapons/ gear: All that is on profile. Small dust: 8 Red Large dust: Green, Black, Red
Today was an interesting day for Azriel, she accepted a challenge by a different student who wanted to test his skills which made Azriel quite excited. She never tried fighting against anyone other than those times she sparred against her dad, but that was not like fighting a person she never met, someone she knows nothing about, and oh! How much she wanted to know more about the people around her. The time came as she slowly approached what seemed to be a small ring in the open courtyard “so, I’m guessing your Pyrrhus right?” she said as she rested the quiver she carried on the ground, with an arena of that size she figured exceed’s crossbow form would not be needed here, she was wearing her usual dress with the onyx black jacket on top with Exceed on her back in its cross form, she was carrying very minimal equipment’s other than three of her eight dust containers and a pair of brass knuckles in her jacket’s pockets, Azriel would approach Pyrrhus and offered her hand for a handshake “thank you for the sparing offer, I am quite excited for it. so, how do you want us to start, and are there any rules you want to establish before we start?” she would ask with a slight tilt of her head, this will be quite an interesting fight. tab: OOC — ♦tabtab knight fight! tabOUTFIT — ♦tabtab just without the big wheel of course ^^ tabPOST COUNT — ♦tabtab # 0 0 8 tabEXOSKELETON — ♦tabtab retracted tabSEMBLANCE COOLDOWN — ♦tabtab text here
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2021 3:57 pm
♞ Profile ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ As Pyrrhus was training, he would be interrupted by a female voice asking if he was Pyrrhus. Turning from his stance, lowering his great-sword, he would look towards the newcomer. What he saw wasn't quite what he expected. A red-head in a dress with a onyx jacket, a quiver in one hand and a large cross on her back. She wasn't wearing much for armor, but most people had aura to compensate unlike himself; if she came for sparring he guessed that may be the case with her. So far, he was the only one here who did not have an active aura from those he had met; and the only one without a semblance as well. He would give a friendly smile and nod to her, and as he she approached him with a hand extended Pyrrhus would give one...just the old style one. Rather than grab her hand for the handshake itself, his hand would attempt to go past and clasp her forearm; the ancestral form of a hand shake. "Nice to meet you and your guess is right; I am Pyrrhus. I take it that means you are Azriel? he would respond and ask though he was pretty sure he knew the answer. 'I wonder what her combat specialty is,' he thought to himself as she continued to speak. She would thank him for the offer, saying she was excited but wanted to know how they started and what the rules for this fight would be. Pyrrhus would smile in return as he responded while letting go of her forearm.
"Anytime, I am eager to test my skill against another. To start the duel, I was thinking we both just stand on opposite ends and at the count of three we begin the fight. As for rules..." he would say confidently before seeming to go into thought when it came to rules. "Some rules I would suggest our fight remains in the ring so we do not disturb others, we may use any number of our weaponry along with dust, and the rest I ask of you if you would add or change any. I shall let you know ahead I have no semblance or aura to use in this fight, but I want to test myself regardless," he would suggest and speak truthfully. The limited area for safety of others along with allowing their full arsenal should help to create a battle that shouldn't cause much damage; and make dust especially all the more useful a resource. He mentioned his lack of aura and semblance not for pity but just so she was aware for when they fought; it was why he did not suggest a rule for her to use neither. He felt those rules were fair; but he was open to discussion with his opponent. The small space also helped for a melee fight to; something he greatly enjoyed in training and practicing. And that he admittedly had little offensively in regards to longer range combat. ♞ Post count: 24 ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄
Out Of Chivalry: Let me know if I need to fix anything! Equipment:
Outfit: Partial plate armor (refer to his image) Weapons/ gear: All that is on profile. Small dust: 8 Red Large dust: Green, Black, Red
As Azriel was about to shake his hand, Pyrrhus extended his hand even more as he grabbed her forearm instead, she would then do the same and look at him with a smile, she gladly accepted that handshake “yes I am Azriel, though by the look of it you already know” she replied as he began explaining some basic things about the battle, like how the fight would be inside of a ring which Azriel approved of, she then took off her quiver and tossed it to the side “a small fighting ring then… sounds good to me, you gave some great reasoning for that then I see no reason to do otherwise. Though I have one request, a ring out does not mean someone loses, if you find yourself outside of the ring then get yourself back in. it would be a shame if we result this fight in a ring out” she said as she began walking to her side of the ring “thank you for the heads up about your aura and semblance, the fact you got all the way here without using either means you are one great fighter” she said with a smile as her glowing predator eyes looked right into his “so then… do you want the honor of counting down?” she said as she grabbed Exceed and extended it into its claymore form and slamming it to the ground, her hand would reach slightly upwards as the handle of her big weapon was the same height of her head and even more. tab: OOC — ♦tabtab knight fight! tabOUTFIT — ♦tabtab just without the big wheel of course ^^ tabPOST COUNT — ♦tabtab # 0 0 9 tabEXOSKELETON — ♦tabtab retracted tabSEMBLANCE COOLDOWN — ♦tabtab text here
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Posted: Sun Jul 04, 2021 7:05 am
♞ Profile ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ As she would accept his forearm clasp with a smile, and a confirmation of her name being Azriel with a comment of him already knowing, Pyrrhus would smile in amusement from it. He may have been too eager for the spar that he could've clasped arms with the wrong person, which could've been embarrassing. Thankfully, they both managed to find one another with no issue; that he was aware of at the very least. He would watch as she tossed her quiver to the side, and begin to give her thoughts as to what he said. She would readily consent to the small ring, but ask that being pushed out not count as a loss as she mentioned it would be a shame for it to end that way. Pyrrhus would nod his head in agreement; he hadn't specified that part because he too felt ending the fight by being pushed out would be anti-climactic. "Agreed; the goal is to test ourselves in a spar, not see who can remain in the ring. We shall add your request in for this; we try to keep the fight in the ring, and if anyone is knocked out, they are allowed back in so we can continue," he would agree with her, adding on slightly that whoever is knocked out be allowed back in. He doubted that would be an issue in the first place, but saying it aloud always helped to make sure everyone was on the same page for a fight. 'This isn't king of the hill after-all, though that would be fun to do sometime with the rest of hurricane," he thought to himself quietly.
As she would walk to the other end of the ring, with Pyrrhus mirroring to his end, she would thank him for alerting her about his semblance and aura deficiencies. She would even say that, given them, he must be a great fighter. He felt some pride well within him at the compliment, though he would comment and remain humble on it. "I thank you for the praise, but I still have much to learn before I can be a great fighter. I am sure the same could be said for you; aura or no, semblance or no, we all need to be great fighters if we are to combat the Grimm," he would say in response to her. While aura and semblance were certainly an advantage, he didn't think it would lessen the skill and ability of someone going here. It needed dedication to apply to a school whose main focus was to train people to combat the creatures of Grimm. Though...it did vary, as he learned in survival class. But given she sought and accepted his challenge, he would give her the benefit of the doubt. She would look to him as they were in position, eyes glowing, and ask if he wanted the honor of starting it while activating her cross. It would extend into a massive claymore that crashed into the ground, and seemed to be taller than herself as well. 'If that is her weapon and she can wield it well, she certainly must be skilled,' he thought to himself quietly, wondering what his angle of attack should be. A shield could help but...he also needed to make sure it was not overpowered by her sword. For now, he would wield his great sword as well as he hefted it up. "Gladly; one....two....three!" he would say as he would rush forth(only after finishing the word three) now on the offensive; pommel of his great-sword gripped with both hands and held upright by his right shoulder. Her sword was definitely larger than his, so he was going for momentum to add power to his own strikes. For now, his charge was straight forward; he intended to run to her and deliver a diagonal slash once in range. The follow-up depended on how she reacted to his attack. ♞ Post count: 25 ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄
Out Of Chivalry: Let me know if I need to fix anything! Equipment:
Outfit: Partial plate armor (refer to his image) Weapons/ gear: All that is on profile. Small dust: 8 Red Large dust: Green, Black, Red
As the two finally set foot inside the ring Pyrrhus humbly took her compliment and complimented her in return, it made Azriel smile as she pushed her hair backwards “we all have much to learn, otherwise why would we go into a combat school? Our skills are good enough to pass the acceptance exams but we are far from graduating. After all, you are right, we all need to be great fighters against the Grimm to survive” she would stand in her spot and wait for Pyrrhus to get ready and start the countdown, it seemed like he was using a great sword for this fight, a weapon so similar yet so different from her own it kind of intrigued her, she continued to study him before she heard he began counting up to three, the battle has started! As Pyrrhus raised his sword she would clinch the grip but she did not raise her weapon yet, she waited as he charged in, and once he was close enough to know what he will do she raised her weapon to block his diagonal attack with the flat side of her blade with one hand on the handle as the second laid contrasted close to the edge of the blade, helping her hold down her defensive position. After blocking a small smirk would form as her weapon retracted and the girl would twirl to the side with her now retracted cross, but will re-extract Exceed again for a diagonal attack of her own with a lot of force and momentum in the strike, she was starting to get excited about the fight, one look at her eyes could tell everything. tab: OOC — ♦tabtab knight fight! tabOUTFIT — ♦tabtab just without the big wheel of course ^^ tabPOST COUNT — ♦tabtab # 0 1 0 tabEXOSKELETON — ♦tabtab retracted tabSEMBLANCE COOLDOWN — ♦tabtab text here
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Posted: Sat Jul 10, 2021 11:01 am
Lyosha Rodion (Fava) Ruric
The Observing Bug: Lyosha
One day, after class but before the tournement (although he was really excited about it) Lyosha took a walk. Not to train or work out, but to merely walk around the city and around the campus. He left his parents a note to where he was going (although they had a medical kit because when he took walks, others took trips to the hospital). Nevertheless, he was in a good mood, having his small kitten in his backpack, it poking out of the bag and climbing onto his shoulders so it can have a ride. He’d look to it and simply pet it with a smile, “Aw, you want to stretch out on my neck don’t ya’ little red? Don’t ya’? Awww you’re so cute!” He said as he walked onto the sparing ring. He would take Little Red off of his shoulders and raise an eyebrow. He would be wearing his normal equipment, nothing special as he yawned and took a seat to watch the spar before he realized who was actually in it, a faunus lady with horns and Pyyrus. He would grown and shout out, “Whoever you are, kick that pompous p***k’s a**!” He yelled as he took care to not scare Little Red with a smile as he looked at them. He still wore a hat, covering up the nubs that had grown on his scared areas. He didn’t know what they were but he was a little scared to find out, this? This would take his mind off of it. Lyosha would play with little Red as they began, he seemed to be extremely content sitting on the ground, watching the two of them beat each other to a pulp with his tiny kitted that he held gently with a smile on his face.
Student|| Team: NGLT|| PC: 41 Location: With: Semblance: Inactive. Large Dust: 1 red dust, 1 Yellow dust, 1 blue dust Small Dust: 1 orange, 1 red, 2 black, 1 purple, 1 light blue, 2 yellow
♞ Profile ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Pyrrhus was glad his opponent seemed friendly and wise; given her smile and mentioning they all had much to learn still as they were attending the combat school. She would continue to further clarify that while their skills were good enough to get in, they still had much to learn to be able to graduate let alone survive battle against Grimm. Pyrrhus found himself in silent agreement with her; giving her a nod to indicate he felt she was correct. 'This shall be fun,' he thought to himself. As he charged Azriel, he would notice she seemed to be waiting and not acting quite yet. 'I wonder what you have planned,' Pyrrhus thought but kept to his charge, willing to take the risk. As his own strike came, him not going full out as this was a test attack to measure his opponent, he would find it blocked by the flat of her blade as she had one hand on the pommel and the other towards the edge of the blade. 'She is strong...but is she strong enough,' he wondered to himself as his mind was preparing his next move; though his opponent was not going to let him keep setting the pace. Then, the blade was suddenly gone as she retracted it.
As she did so, she would also twirl to his side with a smirk; making Pyrrhus bring up his blade defensively in front of him (vertically; with the tip of the blade pointed down) in time for the sudden attack coming to him so that it hit the flat of his own blade. The attack itself, given the speed and force, had pushed him back a few inches by the suddenness but he held his balance and stance. "Clever," he would say simply looking her in the eye before he would act. He would then shove forward with his great-sword, using his strength to try and lift up her weapon away from him, to attempt to break the sword lock, and follow it up. With his own arms and blade potentially up, he would quickly twist the blade and bring it back down with a quick overhead attack down to her before having the blade out in front of him with tip pointed to her. Ready to react, or attempt to, as he slowly learned what her weapon could do. He had heard the voice earlier of someone being around outside the ring, behind him to be precise, but he had tuned it out to focus for the fight itself. Having a potential moment of reprieve, he could tell it was familiar, but he would need to look to verify whoever it was. ♞ Post count: 26 ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄
Out Of Chivalry: Let me know if I need to fix anything! Also for reference since I didn't mention where his gear is before: Shield is on his back, dragon's blood is on his left hip sheath, and dagger is on his right hip sheath. Equipment:
Outfit: Partial plate armor (refer to his image) Weapons/ gear: All that is on profile. Small dust: 8 Red Large dust: Green, Black, Red
Frostlin
Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2021 10:48 am
Azriel’s counter-attack worked in some way, Pyrrhus managed to block her though he did get pushed back a little “great job on the balance there” she complimented him, it wasn’t easy to block such a big sword coming at such speed. As the swords continued to clash she would notice him trying to shove her weapons upwards and away from him, making sure she won’t be able to block, but the moment both their blades were going upwards she retracted Exceed and with the weapon feeling a lot lighter now she could rearrange its position and would extract it again just in time to block his downward strike the same way she blocked it the first time “impressive” she would say as his weapon was pointing right at her, Azriel hold Exceed over her shoulder with the tip pointing right at him, she was smiling quite a lot but Pyrrhus could notice some crimson-violet parts coming out of her body, slowly forming up over her skin, she would then hear someone telling her to pretty much beat him up but… who was that? It wasn’t a voice she recognized but she was visibly confused by it “I would ask if he is a friend of yours but… judging by his words not so much” she would say before going for a diagonal cut, coming from the top left to bottom right while taking a step forward, her blade may be too big for closer combat, but she was prepared to use more than just her sword. tab: OOC — ♦tabtab knight fight! tabOUTFIT — ♦tabtab just without the big wheel of course ^^ tabPOST COUNT — ♦tabtab # 0 1 1 tabEXOSKELETON — ♦tabtab extracting tabSEMBLANCE COOLDOWN — ♦tabtab text here
♞ Profile ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Pyrrhus would hear a compliment from Azriel on blocking her strike and maintaining his balance, letting out a slight smile as he was still focused on the match. He appreciated it though; it was something he trained on to maintain. Losing your balance was a sure way to lose a fight, especially if you were armored as mobility could pose a weakness. As he attempted to pull off his parry and riposte, in a way, he would find the retracting ability of her weapon to counter his plan just as he broke her guard. 'Brilliant weapon design,' he thought to himself, noting how advantageous it was for a fight. It made it so she could reposition her sword swifter than you could with a normal one; perfect for offense and defense. He would need to ask her later how she managed it; and work to try and counter such things in future. This fight was proving to be a good learning experience. As she would reposition and block his strike, their swords clashing again before he would pull his back and aim it to her. She would give a simple comment of impressive to him as she had hers raised and ready to attack as well. He would notice now that there was...something strange going on with her. As a violet-crimson was coming out of her body and slowly forming over her skin. 'I do not believe it to be defensive aura, perhaps her semblance?' he wondered, unaware of the origins or cause of it. Whatever it was though, he was eager to see what occurred.
She would comment that the voice did not seem to be a friend of his; which if the words had been directed to Pyrrhus he would have to agree. He could also see the confusion on her face from whatever the person had said; clearly negative. Until the person spoke again, or they changed positions, he was as yet unsure who could it be; the only negative experience with others he knew of was from a class. "Perhaps not, but let him not take away from our spar," he would say with a competitive smile as she would launch the next attack. As she stepped forward, she would go for a diagonal cut coming from his top left and seeming to intend to go to his bottom right. Pyrrhus would attempt to act swiftly; decidedly going to try and up the tempo of this fight. They seemed to be close to the same skill level, in his opinion, with their blades and thus far he hasn't been able to press any strength advantage; not that he felt he had a particular one over her so far. He would lift up his blade, twisting his hands so the flat would come to the edge of hers, and be pushed down slightly by the force of the swing. Rather than stay still or try again to move her sword away, he switched tactics; he would step to his left while ducking to get beneath her blade and at the same time move his own to try and get a horizontal slash to her to her chest from left to right. Great-sword coming back up in a defensive stance as he finished the movement. He would attempt to move away from her to create some space; if able, he would take the chance to switch up his own weaponry now that he had a measure for her skill by impaling his great-sword into the ground of their arena. And knowing his own odds of victory with just his great-sword was not favored with her own weapon. Drawing his main sword, Dragon's Blood, and shield out instead. If not given the space needed for it, he would stick to fighting with the great-sword as he would await her next move regardless. "It is rare to find another skilled with a blade. I am glad to have this match with you," he would say truthfully with a fire in his eyes. ♞ Post count: 27 ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄
Out Of Chivalry: Let me know if I need to fix anything! Equipment:
Outfit: Partial plate armor (refer to his image) Weapons/ gear: All that is on profile. Small dust: 8 Red Large dust: Green, Black, Red
Frostlin
Posted: Sat Jul 17, 2021 8:17 am
What a brilliant fighter he was! Azriel thought to herself as their blades clashed once again and he used this opportunity to duck under her blade before going for a horizontal cut, one she could not react in time, she tried moving her blade to a defensive position but his blade as made contact, but with the still moving parts of her exoskeleton and her violet aura now flashing it was barely felt “tsk, that was a great hit” she would say with a nod as he backed away and switched up his weapons from a great-sword into a sword and a shield “you are very skilled yourself, It was indeed a great call to come for your challenge” she said as she threw away her jacket now that her exoskeleton was done covering her body and began running towards him, preparing for a horizontal cut, but the moment the blade would be close enough it would be retracted as Azriel attempted to head-butt him with devastating force and momentum, she would then extract her blade once more as she sliced up diagonally from left to right, using the momentum to spin and slice downwards diagonally from the same side once again, attempting to overwhelm him. tabOOC — ♦tabtab knight fight! tabOUTFIT — ♦tabtab just without the big wheel of course ^^ tabPOST COUNT — ♦tabtab # 0 1 2 tabEXOSKELETON — ♦tabtab fully extracted tabSEMBLANCE COOLDOWN — ♦tabtab text here
♞ Profile ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄ Pyrrhus smiled as he managed to land a blow against his opponent; it took quick thinking as he felt they were an even match and the majority of their attacks would ultimately end as defensive blocks and such. She would even add it was a great hit; making Pyrrhus feel internal pride swell at the compliment. He was enjoying the match the more and more it went on, and was eager to see what she would be able to do during it as well. She also gave him the courtesy of allowing him to switch up his weaponry; "I lucked out with an honorable opponent it seems,' he thought to himself. She would return his compliment to her by saying she was glad to face someone of his skill as well. She would take off her jacket, and now Pyrrhus would see her exoskeleton in full. He had noticed something was up earlier, thinking it semblance primarily, but with a clearer look it did look much more like an exoskeleton armor. 'Built in defense; even without aura she is still protected,' he noted to himself. Prepared himself, he would let her take the first move this time.
She would charge him then with great-sword out and seem prepared to deal a horizontal cut. Preparing for such an attack, Pyrrhus would bring his shield up to block the strike as it was coming...only for the attack to "miss" and turn into a headbutt instead! Not expecting it, he could not move his shield or sword to block as he saw stars for a moment from the heavy hit. There was no blood, as his skin was tougher than most, but the impact left him slightly dazed. Something she was quick to follow up on as she would extract her blade and strike diagonally up from left to right; Pyrrhus just barely deflecting with his sword but stumbling back a few steps from the force. 'Lose control of your mind and you lose control of your actions; focus,' he berated himself as his daze faded and he began to recover. He would note a quick follow up as she would go for another diagonal slash (this time from up to down) from the same side. Raising his shield up to bear this time to deflect it, the force would still push it back but Pyrrhus held his stance this time. Not having time to speak yet in the heat of battle, he would try to slam forward with his shield with his left hand and go for a jab with Dragon's blood in his right hand. While it was an attack, the main purpose was to ease up the attack on himself slightly. "Well done; I did not see the attack coming," he would comment as he would launch his own attempted offense. Shield held defensively to cover him, he would rush forward with it to do a charging shield bash (move forward and slam the shield forward into her) and follow it up with a horizontal slash to her side. He did not have the reach of her weapon, nor the maneuverability she had with its ability to retract/extract, but he had the greater defense with the shield. ♞ Post count: 28 ☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀.☀ ▄ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ▄
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Outfit: Partial plate armor (refer to his image) Weapons/ gear: All that is on profile. Small dust: 8 Red Large dust: Green, Black, Red
Frostlin
Posted: Wed Jul 28, 2021 11:08 am
When you should always use your head in tough situations, and sometimes you literally should it as her head-butt was a success. Though her other attempts did not work quite as well, it was obvious she pressured him a lot in that move, Pyrrhus would than try pushing her a little with his shield which did manage to make her fall back a few steps before his sword would be reflected by her exoskeleton, taking out a small piece of it as he could hear a light groan coming from her “you should always be warrying of faints as well as real attacks, otherwise surprise moves like this can easily turn the tide of battle” she said underneath her extracted exoskeleton before Pyrrhus began charging forward which Azriel responded by Retracting Exceed and charging forward herself, meeting his shield bash with her own head bash, the clash would definitely hurt a normal person even with aura up but with the way her skull is structured on top of her aura made it so she did not feel a thing, she would then notice his sword slashing at her from the side which she quickly responded by adjusting Exceed and extracting it with the blade facing down, blocking the incoming attack. “I don’t think I ever had this much fun when training with my dad, you are an amazing sparring partner” she would say with a huge smirk, though it was not visible under her exoskeleton. tabOOC — ♦tabtab knight fight! tabOUTFIT — ♦tabtabthat! ^^ tabPOST COUNT — ♦tabtab # 0 1 6 tabEXOSKELETON — ♦tabtab retracted tabSEMBLANCE COOLDOWN — ♦tabtab text here
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2021 9:08 am
Rowser Rabbleman Team DRMY “Silence is golden. And that's also why I'm not stupid rich.”
Beacon was pretty heckin big. And that was never more apparent to Rowser than when he was working. Not that he was the only janitor, because then the place would never be clean he'd never have a day off. Still, today was his heavy day. And it didn't do him any favors that his exoskeleton was still healing. It had been bandaged up lightly, just enough to prevent any potential infection since a treatment method wasn't certain. To make things a bit easier for himself he had Yumeko cut holes in the back of his vest to allow his wings through and went without a shirt, which also left the red carapace over his torso more noticible.
He had just finished sweeping and mopping a few hallways and now it was time to tidy up some litter outside. After pushing his cart outside he heard a commotion. A ruckus? A whole lot of clanging, at least. After looking around he'd see the source of the noise. A fight! Wait, why was there a fight? That wasn't very nice. Before he rose his voice, however, he could notice the combatants exchanging pleasantries. So this was a spar. “Hey, I know that guy.” He said to himself as he recognized the male, Pyrrhus. Oh, but what was his name? “That's that's that one guy from Survival Class. Um...Peter? Peyton? Pyre...house? And who is?” His eyes wandered over to Pyrrhus' opponent, a girl he didn't recognize. What he did recognize, however, was the presence of her exoskeleton. Different from his own, but it did make him wonder. Maybe it was just fancy armor? He could always ask her about it later possibly.
Having been thoroughly distracted, Rowser plopped down on the ground to sit and watch this combat. He reached into the bottom of his cart of cleaning supplies to produce a small bucket of emergency popcorn (which he normally kept for if he ran into Damien). With a mouthful of popcorn, he'd try to cheer on the boy since he kinda knew him a little since they met that one time, “Leffff go Fire Hooov!!”
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