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Post by Zalgar on Sept 17, 2004 17:34:55 GMT -5
"Of course." The darkened room that we stand in suddenly transforms, all the walls turning into displays of every sword in existence.
"Take your pick. Will this be with or without powers? And what kind of battlefield do you want?"
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Post by Malkav on Sept 17, 2004 17:52:26 GMT -5
"Quite the collection you have here my friend." Malkav says, smiling and gripping the hilt of a rapier.
He moves into a dueling stance, hand behind his back, shoulders facing toward his phatom opponent, sword tip posed on the ground. He slashes up, then to left and right, quick flicks of his wrist.
"Ah yes, I remember this kind quite well indeed. So, what shall it be my friend? I'm quite partial to a fair and blanced playing field, open, but with a view. Of course, this is your esstablishment, so you have the finally say in the matter." He glances at Zalgar out of the corner of his eye, his glasses flashing a bit from the lights.
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Post by Zalgar on Sept 17, 2004 18:10:40 GMT -5
The area blurs and we stand upon a large, circular stone arena overlooking a churning sea about two hundred feet below. The sun is setting, staining the sky with brilliant colors.
I draw forth a katana from thin air and bring it above my head, holding the blade easily in both hands.
"We may begin when you are ready." I say.
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Post by Tensuo on Sept 17, 2004 20:14:48 GMT -5
((Sorry it took me so long to respond.))
Tensuo sees Zalgar dodge, but his view is quickly replaced with the fast approaching wall. All he could do was pull his sword to the side so he would not impale himself when he hit. He put one shoulder out in front of him as he smashed into the wall hard, his lower body flipping out of the air to hit the wall further down shortly after. He bounced off the wall and had to run lopsided off to the side to keep from falling, and he did just that. One yard from the wall he was back into a guarding stance, his shoulder armor covered in plaster from the wall, and a frow on his face.
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Post by TinaLove on Sept 17, 2004 20:52:19 GMT -5
Tina looked up at Master Zalgar. "Master Zalgar, I wish to become your apprentice and learn your way of the sword." Tina remained bowing.
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Post by Malkav on Sept 17, 2004 21:35:23 GMT -5
Malkav looked out upon the crashing waves and then looked over his shoulder at Zalgar.
"I comend you my friend, on the view. Although I don't know how well a thin rapier will hold against a katana. From what I've read and heard, kantanas were not made to duel, they were made to kill, correct? That blade will dull from the simple act of being drawn from the scabbard, but it will cut through almost anything with enought strength behind it." He says, then straightens his busniess suit. "We fight to first blood then?"
He turns around and enters up a fencing stance, blade leveled toward Zalgar's chest, one hand behind his back.
This was a duel between two men, niether of which sook death, so first blood should be good enough.
"En garde."
He smiles but keeps still, giving Zalgar the first chance.
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Post by Zalgar on Sept 17, 2004 23:33:01 GMT -5
Tensuo
Pressing my advantage I whirl my blade in a horizontal arc at Tensuo's neck, moving foward slightly to add to my reach.
Tina-Lee
"Take whichever sword suits you then." I say, indicating to the walls that are covered with every sword conceivable.
Malkav
I smile faintly.
"We are still within the dojo. You cannot die in here, any wounds you receive will regenerate. The pain, however, is quite real."
I advance upon Malkav, my hand on the hilt of my katana.
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Post by Tensuo on Sept 18, 2004 0:51:38 GMT -5
Tensuo brings his arm up becide his body to block. Zalgar's blade smashes into Tensuo's gauntlet and arm armor with tremendous force, slamming Tensuo's own arm into his side hard. Tensuo recovers, pushing the blade away with the arm he blocked with, and moving ahead, swiping downwards at Zalgar's right shoulder.
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Post by Zalgar on Sept 18, 2004 14:26:48 GMT -5
I pull to the side and whip my sword upwards, in order to block the blow. However, the fact that I am limited to but one arm makes it difficult for me to block, so I slide my blade across Tensuo's and pull back, out of range.
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Post by Anutsaka on Sept 18, 2004 21:43:13 GMT -5
Before hitting the ground, Anutsaka pushes off Zalgar's sword, to prevent a clumsy attack that would leave him open. Instead, he decides to use what Zalgar would not think of, his feet. From the momentum he gained off jumping, Anutsaka slams his feet in the direction Zalgar's face.
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Post by Zalgar on Sept 19, 2004 0:05:25 GMT -5
Anutsaka
I smile slightly and whip my blade outwards at his incoming leg.
"Clumsy!" I yell as I slash towards it in a vicious arc, stepping in so as to allow my blade to shield my face and more than likely lop off his leg. It doesn't matter anyways, in the dojo such a wound will end the battle.
Devin, or Tensuo, or whoever the hell you are
Indeed it was. Would you perhaps like to try again? A different setting, or maybe with powers?
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Post by Heaven-lee on Sept 19, 2004 0:39:05 GMT -5
Heaven-lee turned when she heard the voice behind her. She bowed.
"I am Heaven-lee Locorum. I would like to learn hand-to-hand combat. I do not know many manuvers of said kind and I come to you for guidance." Heaven-lee remained bowed.
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Post by Zalgar on Sept 19, 2004 2:04:14 GMT -5
"Of course." I say. "When you say hand-to-hand to you refer to melee weapons, or martial arts? And what kind of battlefield do you desire, with what kind of power dampenings?"
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Post by Tensuo on Sept 19, 2004 2:55:58 GMT -5
Tensuo waives his hand in the air as he shakes his head slightly, keeping his eyes closed.
"No thank you. A loss a day is enough for me. I have had far too many losses in my lifetime already. I bid you good day."
Tensuo bows again quickly before departing the dojo.
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Post by Zalgar on Sept 19, 2004 3:11:23 GMT -5
I nod and that particular incarnation of me vanishes.
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