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Post by simplyKATEY. on Aug 27, 2009 13:56:42 GMT -5
"You're a jackass. You could at least fight fair. I mean, this isn't fair for you at all." Rose started slowly blocking out the thoughts that were stupid as fuck. She could differentiate. She growled quietly. She pulled out her shusukens, energy dripping from the blades. Taking a more defensive stance and ducked down, throwing the two fans and letting them tear apart what they would before bringing up a small shield around her
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Post by afr on Aug 27, 2009 14:08:11 GMT -5
~"You actions no longer warrant me to be fair. You've become one of them. Your slaughters are no longer going to continue if I have to stab you in your back to kill you myself. If I get there that is... My soldiers are well prepared for you, Rosette. They're resistant to your energy. We've been working around the clock to nullify it and we have. You're going to have to fight them like you fought me at the academy. None of that hocus pocus BS will help you now."~
True to his word as the fans extended out they stopped and were held up by the soldiers who caught them with no effect. Soon enough she'd find out that the shield she put up was doing nothing, but sapping her energy.
Two coming from either side Led the initial charge with Round house kick up, the other with a sweep low coming from opposite directions.
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Post by simplyKATEY. on Aug 27, 2009 14:11:11 GMT -5
Rose had to back up. She could feel the sweep of air in front of her. She was out of practice. She had become too reliant on her powers. Izzy had a good plan. She gave him that. Rose threw a hand out and grabbed the leg of whoever thought it would be cute to roundhouse kick her and dragged them down, throwing them into the person below
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Post by afr on Aug 27, 2009 14:24:20 GMT -5
AFR subdued the person he was fighting and searched the body where he found the mechanism that made them all... transparent. He began work at trying to muck up that part of Izzy's plans.
Meanwhile Rose was a sitting duck up on that roof. Even after taking the two out, they kept coming from all around and she had nothing to do any lethal damage. One jab to the face, a punch to the gut, a Kick to her back. She needed to remove one of these dimensions. Luckily the people who caught her shusukens put them down. Maybe if she got to them... <<...
Meanwhile AFR gummed up the works and started using Fem-puter to jam up the camouflage signal and the soldiers started flickering in and out of view. After seeing that the entire force of Izzy's army was just out for Rose he started his way roofward.
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Post by simplyKATEY. on Aug 27, 2009 14:27:36 GMT -5
Rose was still a little sore from the previous night. She snarled as she felt someones heel dig into her back. "Sonuva bitch" She cursed and spun, throwing a punch, hopefully landing it. "Izzy you fucking bastard" She continued to curse. She ducked down and made her way across the roof, scooping up her shusukens. They were still weapons, energy or no. Heavy, metal, bladed fans. She closed one of them and lodged it in one of the mens groins. "Go home to your Mommy." She growled out and went back to work on the others.
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Post by afr on Aug 27, 2009 14:33:31 GMT -5
The man of course... collapsed in front of her... I think anyone would <<... At least now the assault was a little less reckless. A man tried his luck, but at that time he was in full sight and easy pickings for Rose. It was then they realized that they were going in and out of transparency. Their nerves started to settle in.
"Don't stop!... Attack her all at once you fools!... you've got numbers on your side!." Izzy growled from their communicators. They came in a wave of three at her. Doing what they could be to be an hero so someone else could land an effective blow.
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Post by simplyKATEY. on Aug 27, 2009 14:36:22 GMT -5
Rose ripped the shusuken back out and took it to the second mans neck. "You're all like what, six centuries my minor? How the hell did he put you up to this? Izzy you're not belittling my abilities again are you? Did he tell you he got screwed over for favorite because he couldn't beat me. And he expected you to? Ha! That'll be the day" Shit Talking 101 starts now. She unfanned the shusukens and spun slightly, ripping open a jugular or two. Fun!
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Post by afr on Aug 27, 2009 14:43:56 GMT -5
It is soon that she realizes that they fully hated her. These aren't lackies of Izzy's at all being manipulated. They all were fighting her as their most feared and powerful adversary. She was to them the equal of the biblical devil. If she could pick parts of some of their minds she could see visions of her evil clone relentlessly slaughtering families including children and the elderly in Amamizu. They fought her hard for personal reasons, these aren't the fun lackies she wants them to be. They are fatherless and motherless sons, and wifeless husbands. Just then another wave struck out at her. desperately on the attack as on or two actually close in close to hitting before being cut away. For a brief moment she's held from behind and gets a few good shots in the ribs before kicking free.
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Post by simplyKATEY. on Aug 27, 2009 14:47:45 GMT -5
Rose pushed the visions away from her mind. She didn't have a clue what that was about. So she would say nothing on it. Probably confront AFR about it later. But right now was not the time. She growled and twisted her arms as she was hit, digging her nails into delicate pressure points before yanking away, coughing. "Fuck!" She lashed out quickly, ripping at necks and faces
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Post by afr on Aug 27, 2009 14:57:38 GMT -5
Speak o' the Devil, AFR showed up, so at least she had someone taking the heat off her for a brief time. He was battling on the other side of the roof as Rose continued to do her own thing. Then Izzy emerged. He started up his blades. "It's time, Rose. Your era of torment ends!" The troops around him let out a grunt and they really got riled in their attacks. Charging head on at her and once again reckless in the assault. She started getting the best of them , until Izzy got there. Now it was serious.
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Post by simplyKATEY. on Aug 27, 2009 14:59:58 GMT -5
As they charged, Rose dropped, ducking the usual upper body hits. She turned and sliced out a few back-of-the-knees. She grinned and stood. She looked over her shoulder at Izzy. "This is between you and me. Leave your little friends out of it."
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Post by afr on Aug 27, 2009 15:06:17 GMT -5
Izzy extended out his hand. The riot stopped "They are entitled to any bit of you I am, but if you insist." The crowd gathered and formed up almost a ring around them. "So this is it? One last stand off between the destructor of everything we hold dear? Have you any idea how marvelous this is?" He brewed with self glorification as always. His communicator glew a moment.
"Sir, we have something to report."
"not, now!" He turned off the communicator. "You and me, to battle for the supremacy of Amamizu. This time however, You're representing the grand evil." He got into his battle stance.
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Post by simplyKATEY. on Aug 27, 2009 15:11:48 GMT -5
Rose rolled her eyes and checked her nails as Izzy babbled on. "Blah blah blah, come on Izzy, man up for once." She flipped her red bangs out of her eyes and took a step forward, getting into a defensive stance. "I don't want Amamizu, you can have it." She retorted with a short scoff.
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Post by afr on Aug 27, 2009 15:22:26 GMT -5
Izzy smirked. He began the fight in lead to draw out her defenses attacking out towards her hands holding her fans looking to disarm her... then to literally disarm her. Quick strikes at first not meant to hit her just to toy at the moment. "If you didn't want it you wouldn't have slaughtered Lord Ion and his legion, but luckily I learned enough of his fate not to meet his same end."
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Post by simplyKATEY. on Aug 27, 2009 15:24:00 GMT -5
Rose took a few quick steps back then ducked down under the blades, standing behind him now. "I did no such thing."
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 27, 2009 16:50:00 GMT -5
-Armok was several miles away from base, at a blacksmith in the mountains. His arms were folded across his chest, and he wore no shirt beneath a stained and scarred leather apron. He watched the master blacksmith at work, paying close attention to the level of concentration and skill the older man displayed- Remember, nothing fancy. -The old man snorted, glancing at Armok for a second before going back to his work. The man needed no reminders... he was good. Very, very good. Outside of the forge, next to Armok's stallion, the ComLink was flashing-
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 27, 2009 17:13:19 GMT -5
-Armok glances over at the table where some of the man's work is already completed. A nearly black breastplate rests on the table, with a crimson A emblazoned on a gold-trimmed black sunburst. That is the only artwork on any of the armor. A pair of bracers, with armor reaching nearly to the elbows rests on the table as well. The platemail rests over carefully worked dragonscale bodyarmor, and as Armok's gaze rests on the breastplate once more, he realizes the same is true- Lord Blacksmith, your word is truly impressive. -The old man grunts, then quenches the folded steel he had been working seconds before. A moment later, the man sets a double-bladed dagger on the table as well. The two blades are sharp on both sides, with wicked points. He lets out a satisfied sigh, then nods his head at the gear in approval- Man: It ain't much, Lord Everhate, but it is damn good. -Armok grins, nodding his head- I agree, Lord Blacksmith. And it is Armok. Just Armok. -He picks up the dagger, testing its balance, and feel in his hand. He also nods in approval. He tosses a bag onto the table, full of strange odds and ends- Adamantine powder, dragon scales, truesilver and titanium. Samples. If they meet your approval, there are truckloads of this at the warehouse in Darkmoor city. There is also paperwork in there entitling you to any of it. -The old man looks at Armok hard, then nods his head- Blacksmith: Thank you, Armok. -Armok salutes the man, then suits up in the armor. About ten minutes later, he is on his horse, en route back to base-
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 27, 2009 17:21:10 GMT -5
-After an uneventful ride back to base, Armok found himself in his room, working on the dual-bladed dagger. He had found a tool kit for his room, with all the fine tuning items required for guns, swords, and armor. He was working on making a hilt for the dagger, and had leather and iron wire set aside, along with some various tools-
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Post by The Loathed on Aug 27, 2009 18:39:50 GMT -5
-Armok finishes the final touches on the dagger, studying the blade with a satisfied expression. His appreciation is interrupted by a knock at his door- Enter. -The door opens, and Sanctus steps into the room with a wry expression- Ahhh, the blade master stalks his prey, I see. -Sanctus shakes his head, chuckling-
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Always a witty remark with you. -He tosses Armok a sword- Lets go.
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Post by simplyKATEY. on Aug 27, 2009 19:20:02 GMT -5
Rose was back in the woods. Exhausted. And a little torn up. She was out of practice.
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