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| Topic Started: Feb 25 2008, 09:46 PM (366 Views) | |
| Kabuto Zandell | Mar 3 2008, 07:09 AM Post #31 |
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Jenna tried to take the punch. Her hands took on most of the blow, but she was completely defenseless towards the kick. She was sent spinning into the air, before catching herself on the ground. "Oh come now, what do you have to prove? We both know you could easily kill me, right here and now." He's toying with me...painfully. |
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| Luthien | Mar 3 2008, 11:23 AM Post #32 |
Beware the TBC...
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Lutien didn't even pause in transition as he rushed forward with another flurry of punches and kicks. |
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| Kabuto Zandell | Mar 3 2008, 03:52 PM Post #33 |
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She was getting pummeled. What the hell is this guy's problem? "Why are you being so violent Luthien? Come on, talk to me. You have nothing to prove beating me up like this, we both know that I am much weaker than you in a fight." She was about to point out how despised he would be if someone saw him, but then she remembered they were in the middle of the woods, where nobody could get to them. "Why do I get the feeling you aren't going to talk to me and Im just going to end up in the nurse's office?" She braced herself to be hit plenty more times. It would be useless to run, he could easily catch up with her. And it seemed that it annoyed him when she pointed out the facts. |
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| Demitri Reyveirnacus | Mar 3 2008, 06:16 PM Post #34 |
'Impossible' is just a word the weak use to make themselves feel better.
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"Of all the times to for a class to start..." Demitri had been looking for a place to eat since leaving the Arena. For some reason, most of the shops on the island sold little more than sweets...hardly something to be considered a decent meal. When the PDA went off, he discovered that there would be a class starting shortly...and he was half-way across the island. Discarding any thoughts of hunger or fatigue, he had taken off like man possessed. Despite his slow acceleration, Demitri had since reached top speed; his impressive form was akin to a freight train as he tore through the forest, tearing through the greenery as he quickly made his way to the main building. . It was then that he noticed a sight...a rather ferocious looking sort of gentleman clad in black was bearing down on a young Slifer girl. She seemed to be attempting to reason with him, while he appeared to be focused on something far more sinister. It's not my place to intervene...it's probably just a lover's quarrel. Just then, the man in black launched himself into a series of blows that clearly showed it was nothing of the sort. His intent was to maim the girl. She had been holding her ground as best she could...but the difference in their strength was obvious. Those who stand by and do nothing are as much to blame as the one who commits the crime. Then again...I'm not in the mood to pick a fight. Though maybe I don't need to... With that thought implanted in his mind, Demitri angled himself toward the pair. Without missing a beat, he hurled himself at tree...twisting in midair so that his feet made impact with the bark at a sharp angle. The force of the impact blew out the far side of the tree, but it still held strong. With a mighty push, Demitri's body launched from the impromptu starting position. Landing quickly on the ground he began to run again, the momentum from his actions had allowed him to reach his full foot speed much faster than the idle start had. With visible effort, he quickly closed the gap between the two other students and himself. "Whoops! Excuse me! Coming through!" Lowering into a sort of crouched dash temporarily, he scooped up the girl into his arms and continued running. It wasn't much of an effort really, given that he was used to carrying much heavier loads then her; it was the exertion he had put into the maneuver that was troublesome. After adjusting her weight so he could run properly, Demitri continued on toward the school. [TO: The Headmaster's Class] Edited by Demitri Reyveirnacus, Mar 3 2008, 07:21 PM.
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| Luthien | Mar 3 2008, 06:33 PM Post #35 |
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Beware the TBC...
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Luthien let out a laugh. What an amusing end. Luthien turned his back and walked off into the darkness. |
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