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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/6/2016 11:16:17 PM
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"Fancy."
Meta draws his Gladius and holds it with both hands. He swings at your side, allowing one of his hands to slip off his sword.
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[b]Nora moves backwards, easily dodging the blow [/b] "Come on now"
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The hand that slipped off reached for his gun mid-swing, allowing him to follow up with a shot of his Glock instantaneously.
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[b]The round, stops short of Nora. [/b] "Anti Projectile barrier. Very handy." [b]She dashes forwards, kicking you in the chest [/b]
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With an "oof!" Meta stumbled back from the kick. He squinted at the girl, before firing the rest of the clip from his Glock. He then threw it at her...
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[b]The Glock strikes her shoulder [/b] "Smart."
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He quickly followed up with a slash to her side opposite to her stricken shoulder.
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[b]Nora moved, the sword grazing her arm She easily maneuvers around you, sending you forward with a gust of wind [/b]
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Meta flew, but quickly caught himself, flipping and regaining his stance. He re-acquired his Glock in the process. He reloaded, and waited.
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[b]Nora leaped upwards. Chasing him [/b]
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He slashed downwards with his Gladius at her, hoping to catch her.
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[b]She moves, but not in time. The sword catches her shoulder. Getting stuck midway [/b]
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He pulled the sword downward, throwing her towards the ground.
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[b]She flies toward the ground, not before grabbing your leg, pulling you with her [/b]
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She wasn't in range to grab his leg, being that the edge of the Gladius was in her shoulder. She hit the ground hard, as Meta ripped out the Gladius and dashed back.
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[spoiler]How big is the sword? It would seem feasible to grab it if went through her shoulder far enough [/spoiler] [b]She rises from the ground, shaking [/b]
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[spoiler]35 inches. The very end was in your shoulder.[/spoiler] He rushed at her, aiming for the final blow: a strike to the head with the pommel.
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[spoiler]Ah Alright[/spoiler] [b]In a surprising amount of speed for someone so injured, she moves away from you Her wounds clearing up as an aura surrounded her [/b]
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[spoiler]Yo royal. No fast healing. It's outlawed![/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Shhhhh[spoiler]shhhhhgg[/spoiler][/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Shhhhh[spoiler][/spoiler][/spoiler]
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Meta takes this time to reassert himself. Checking the clip of his Glock and adjusting the grip on his Gladius. He was ready once more.
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[b]She still stumbles slightly as she moves. Her wound obviously bothering her. [/b]
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Meta slowly inches towards his combatant, his keen reflexes ready.
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[b]The woman walks towards him as well [/b]
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When they met, Meta slashed at her kneecap. Simultaneously he flipped his Glock and held it by the barrel.
