*throws knife toward gun*
But long range isn't my forte.
*activates adrenaline injectors*
*movements speed up*
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*Feigns injury and purposely falls to the ground* *I say in a fairly sarcastic tone* Oh no.... Whatever shall I do?
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*stops moving* Grimm. *Grimm stands alert* Fetch. *Grimm charges at*
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*Watches Grimm* *Barrel rolls away from it, hops up, and kicks the bastard*
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*glares at* That.Was.A.Mistake. *steps once* *disappears* *reappears 5 feet in front of* *slashes sword*
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*Is slashed in the shoulder by the sword* *I then thrown a punch at your face*
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*flies backward from punch* *wipes face* Nice hook you got there. *drops sword* Fine. We can settle this bare handed. *rushes then swings*
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Edited by SonacyOfTheHams: 4/14/2015 1:28:52 AMI only hope I can say the same. *Rushes at you, as well, but is stopped by your swing* *I crack my neck* I guess I can say the same. *I rush at you again*
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*swings left* *then right* *then left again* *breathes heavily* Give up yet?
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You guys are such lightweights. *flexes arms*
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*Coughs* *Shakes head, exasperated* *Kicks your shin*
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*grabs leg* Cheap Shot! *trips you backwards* *slams fist down in stomach*
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*Holds stomach in pain* That was a good hit, I'll give you that. *I run up and uppercut your jaw*
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*flies back onto ground* Back...*rubs jaw* at yah. *looks behind you* Grimm. Hold. *Griimm bites tour leg, holding you* *I get up and tackle you*
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*I fall to the ground* Using your damned dog, eh? *I brace for your attack*
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*starts punching on the ground*
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Edited by SonacyOfTheHams: 4/14/2015 7:46:23 PM*Pushes you off of me* *I stay on the ground* You done?
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 4/14/2015 10:49:58 PM*gets up* Yeah, just about. *pulls you up* Good spar. My win right?
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*Smiles* Not a damned chance.
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What? *grins* You would be unconicious or dead right now.
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If you could fight, probably. *Smirks*
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Okay Mister Cheap Shot. Just know remember who the CQC expert is here.
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*I grin* I'll try. Next time we'll start about 150 feet away from one another, eh?
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*waves hand* Still won't help. *smirks* Well, let's get something to eat, Eh? *starts walking to Mess Hall* Grimm. Follow. *Grimm starts walking alongside*
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*Follows you* Whatever helps... *Grins* And keep the dog away next time. *Looks at the dog*
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*Grimm growls at* Ouh. He doesn't seem to like you very much. And fine, I won't use Grimm in the spar next time.