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originally posted in:Neo Punks
Edited by Will:
12/15/2015 8:58:56 PM
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[i]The doors open to reveal the training floor. Racks of weapons line the walls, along with punching bags, speed bags, training dummies, a boxing ring, an MMA octagon, a firing range, Weight stations, treadmills, anything anyone could want to train. Lance currently shirtless, sweat dripping off him in rivulets. His hair stuck to his face, His muscled torso shows off the burn scars on his back, along with the triple slashes on his chest, and the impalement scar on his pec. He is currently going to town on a punching bag, his punches letting out a loud Thump! With every hit on the bag. His three swords lay on a table nearby.[/i]
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[b]She goes to swiftly kick him in the chest to open him up, putting her weight into it[/b] [spoiler]Katana's? Check. Speed? Check. Armour that looks slightly ninja-like? Check. [/spoiler]
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[i] Before Alex even realizes what happened, he pushes the sword away from his neck, bringing the sword down and bracing it with his free hand, blocks her kick with the Boken, sending him sliding a few feet.[/i]
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[b]she throws her leg over lances arm, as if it's a toy wooden horse, and she jumps back, trying to knock him over[/b]
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[i] He loses his footing, sliding on the steel floor and slamming on his back.[/i]
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[b]She uses this momentum to roll backwards off him, grabbing his Sword as he lays there, and she rolls into a standing position[/b]
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[i] Suddenly he's no longer on the floor, but behind her, kicking her legs out from under her and pinning her to the ground, her hands behind her back and his knee on her lower midsection.[/i] "Hey." [i] He chuckles.[/i] [spoiler]Yeah, I know that's a bit ridiculous, for the sake of training.[/spoiler]
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[b]She TK's him off, assuming he used teleportation or a watcher ability, and throws him into the roof[/b]
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[i] His back slams into the ceiling and he falls on his chest, rolling over and holding his sternum.[/i] "Ouch."
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[b]As he is coming diwn, she rolls backwards into a handstand and pushes up, Lance's stomach landing on her feet[/b] [spoiler]She inherited JT's bloodlust. [/spoiler]
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[i] The wind gets knocked out of him, and he rolls off onto the floor, holding his stomach.[/i] "Ow."
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"Sorry, I guess I got my dads love for a fight" [b]She says, offering her hand to help you up[/b]
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[i] He grabs her hand, pulling downward hard and putting his feet into her stomach, catapulting her over him in a somersault and slamming back first into the wall. [/i]
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[b]She executes a frontflip, planting her feet on the wall and jumping off, landing with a roll and going into a kneel, TK'ing a sword over[/b]
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[i]Lance stands on his feet, grabbing a Boken.[/i] "Alright, you can attack. Let's see if you can defend." [i] He grins mischievously.[/i]
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"Well shit, let's go" [b]She says, readying up[/b]
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[i] He walks towards her, his shirtless body rippling with grace and power, his Boken out to the side.[/i]
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[b]She doesn't quiver, But rather tries to think of something that makes her angry, in order to make her fight more emotionally; losing. [/b]
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[i] His figure blurs, and suddenly he's raining down blows upon her from several directions. Above, sides, diagonally. He moves inhumanly fast, letting out a flurry of strikes blindingly fast.[/i]
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[b]She attempts to step back, swerving backwards as well, putting her bekon in front of the downwards slash, slightly slanted, to let the blow slide off[/b]
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[i] He faints to the right and slashes left, aiming for her ribs.[/i]
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[b]She slashes for it, diagonally[/b]
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[i]His blow glances off, but he quickly spins in a 180 and lets out a savage side cut.[/i]
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[b]She attempts to kick it away, using the momentum of the diagonal slash to raise her leg quickly [/b]
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[i] In a flourish that only comes with years of training, he redirects the slash under her kick and smacks her in her standing leg, sweeping her off her feet and landing on her back.[/i]
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[b]Quickly, she executes a standing backflip over it, slashing for his throat quickly[/b]
