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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
6/21/2016 9:30:06 PM
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[i]The second woman, Jessica, was quite nimble and agile, so when Mortar looked to Diana, she had already swung the blade at his leg. She knew Diana would tear the guy a new one if she got hurt, so all she needed to do was provoke him enough. [/i]
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*After she sliced him, Mortar took a dagger off his back and quickly sliced at her arm, then focused on the other, circling her. Separation was key here, for he had no idea what would happen when they were together.*
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[i]Diana witnesses him slice at Jessica, and that angered her. Like, a shit ton. Her moves were stronger now, able to cut through wood. She swung at his head with a great speed, while Jessica used her other hand to punch Mortar's knee as the sword came, to keep him from moving. The hit she suffered was barely a scratch, but it was still there and stinging nonetheless. [/i]
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*Mortar parried the sword with his own, sending sparks flying, but recoiled from the kick. He pulled out what appeared to be a .44 Magnum and shot Diana in her dominant arm, making it feel more tired.* *Cyan seems to walk up with a half empty Abita bottle, and sits next to JT* [i]So, who's winning?[/i]
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"Before what he did? Mortar. Now? Diana." [i]The Cowboy responds, watching the fight instead of the person speaking. He was intrigued to see his generals fight. The attack forced Diana to get pissed, even more so than before. She lunged at Mortar, swinging for his chest. She was at such a range where [b]taking a hit was near unavoidable,[/b] but that left her open to a variety of attacks. [/i]
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*Mortar tried to get as low as possible, and got a large cut at his chest, but he kicked her off him, sending her flying. His acidic blood seemed to eat a little at her sword*
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[i]As she kicked, Jessica snuck up from behind him, running the man through entirely. Meanwhile, as Diana got up, JT tossed her a pistol. It looked like a strange pistol, a sleeker version of an FN or a Glock-18, but it had more a Cyberpunk look to it. [/i]"To even the odds a bit."
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*Mortar used her momentum to throw her over him, watching both of them, but overhearing JT* Even the odds? It's two to one!
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[spoiler]BURN THEM ALIVE YOU FOOL[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]The hell is wrong with you?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]What?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]That was... fked up[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]You seriously thought I was serious. Come on.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I didn't. Sarcasm doesn't really translate through text [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Damnit, Mortar.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler] What?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Just go back to getting shot at.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]dude, it ended[/spoiler]
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"And you're a magician with intense training, and the God of the -blam!-ing underworld, you don't have a say here!" [i]JT called over. He had a point - Thr girls had basic swords. He had acid blood. The fight wasn't rightly a fair one. Jessica held the blade tightly as she spun midway through the fall, taking a slash for his arm as she stumbled backwards, as she did a slight recovery of the fall there. Diana opened fire. She was a surprisingly good shot, able to fire at his chest with decent accuracy, but it was still better than your average thug. The ammo was rubber pellets, so the shots were only enough to incapacitate a man, not kill. [/i]
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Damn, I hate logic. *Mortar was barely able to parry the blade with his dagger, but recoiled a little with each shot, until he decided to fire a few more shots in Diana. As for Jessica, he ran up to her, then quickly jumped right and planted a knee into her back*
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[spoiler]Be glad I'm not using the logic of the realm these characters come from, lol. [/spoiler] [i]Jessica simply spun halfway and slashed at his foot, hoping to sever the limb. [/i]
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*The blade gets lodged into his leg, but his blood began to make the blade slick, as well as eating away at it slightly. Mortar gets the blade out and slices at her arm. You can tell the wounds are taking a toll on him*
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[i]The blade cut clean through Jessica's arm, or at least partially, which went to the bone. She let out a bloodcurdling cry as she fell back, putting a hand on the wound in pain. It occurred to Mortar just then that he [b]royally[/b] -blam!-ed up, as Diana stood ten feet away. She was enraged, armed, and willing to beat the shit out of him. JT grabbed her Kriksboc-19, a full-auto assault rifle that fired rubber shots instead of the 5.56 ammo it usually took, and he tossed it to her. She put her sword in its sheath at her back, and looked at Mortar with a stare of rage. [/i] [spoiler]Whelp, Diana in this state of mind can whoop JT's ass, good luck man. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Ah, shit.[/spoiler] *Mortar quickly limps for cover, taking a few throwing knives off his back.*
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[i]Diana's aim increased greatly, as if she was a Sharpshooter. She aimed her rifle at Mortar, and started to fire. [/i] [spoiler]Sharpshooter - Feat, meaning Diana is a masterful shot, rarely missing. Though it can happen. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler] I'VE GOT YOU IN MY SIGHTS[/spoiler] *Mortar, behind cover, waits for the magazine to empty, then throws out a few throwing knives, one hitting her knee*
