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Post by Loran Bright on Feb 20, 2006 19:58:36 GMT -5
Loran arched a brow at Serge then snickers some when watching her dragon run between his legs dodging away with the arrow tip in her claws. She leaps up chittering like mad to get into Loran's pouch, her hands opened the pouch letting the creatures sneak inside to hide her new prize. Taking the bow and arrows away did she place them near her saddle, her head cracks to one side then the other working the muscles loss. Did she turn towards Serge slowly," So You wish unarmed? or use of weapons besides a bow and arrow for you can use anything but magic and bow and arrow." she chuckles softly.
The wind brushed against her figure when she leans against the tree some while watching Serge who was seeming to be a show off just to distract her. A chuckle almost wanted to pass her lips, her eyes shifted to the ranger captain that was sitted nearby watching them closely as he was taking down notes on a parchement.
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Post by King Syrus Warheight II on Feb 21, 2006 12:50:57 GMT -5
" Oh, well then. I suppose this would provide a proper field test for my invention then. " Serge ceased the slipping off of his gauntlets and locked them back into place on his arms. He slung his hands out to the side and with a click his blades flicked back into position, revealing his biceps beading with sweat. " No magic, no bows. No problem, think you can handle it? " He roared with a laught as he turned a mild flip to the side doing a roundhouse kick of the sand and flinging sand as his blades brushed along the ground. He came to a stop with a single fist on the ground and his head up looking toward her in a sprinter's reading position.
Serge grunted as he pushed off of the sand running toward her, his only weapons were the armor on his fists, the blades on his fingers and arms, and his boots. Serge slid upon the ground and went into a three strike combo. He swiped across the ground with his leg and began to come up with the blade of his right arm with a slashing gesture, and afterwards he would deliver a stab with the left blade.
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Post by Loran Bright on Feb 21, 2006 14:30:49 GMT -5
Loran falls backwards letting the leg trip her instead of avoiding it, her body in falling would roll away from him to the side keeping low incase he tried to strike at her with the blades. She come up kneeling, her eyes looked towards him when she smirks. Hands were near the earth, and she was in the direction the wind came from. A quick flip of her hands upwards sent a cloud of sand flying towards him to momentarilly blind him of her movements. AS she does this did she leap up circling around behind him, her body spins would she aim to send her foot upwards and out to kick his butt probably hard enough to send him tumbling forward as she spun out of his reach towards the horses. Other then her daggers in her boots she was unarmed having forgotten to bring her blades with her not figuring on needing them.
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Post by King Syrus Warheight II on Feb 21, 2006 14:45:52 GMT -5
If this had been any other fight Serge would have shifted the winds and cleared the sand from his eyes. But as magic was not allowed Serge simply crouched low to the ground attaining balance above all else and shielded his eyes with his gauntlests. As he did so, an image appeared in a flash of his mirrored blades behind him and he did see Loran approaching fast. He chuckled and spun out of the attack, coming to rest to the side of where he had been preparing to snatch Loran's leg for a throw.
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Post by Loran Bright on Feb 21, 2006 14:53:22 GMT -5
Loran seen him moving out of the way of her foot just almost not in time to stop him from capturing her foot to send her for a throw. She pushed her other foot against the earth did she send her self flipping upwards over his head did she land with a thud behind him avoiding his chance to capture her legs. A smirk marked her lips when she turned towards him once more, her steps carried her back then circles him slow coming towards the front once more. As she moved her eyes were watching him for his next movement.
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Post by King Syrus Warheight II on Feb 21, 2006 20:45:50 GMT -5
Serge watched as she came from behind him and he did begin to move, foot over foot, crossing them and opposing her in a semicircle fashion. Slowly they danced in the moonlight and it dawned on him that he had to hurry and give them as much time to see her in action as possible. He snorted and sprinted toward her, taking high steps, almost bounding off the ground before turning to the side and leaping into a round house kick aiming to set her back in her steps, and easily avoidable attack, to say the least, but the deadly blades were ever-present for a counter attack if she let them get too close. And though technically he was not to use magic, the capability of the leviathan heads to spit searing flame as well as the claw like blades on his fingers, marking the fangs were equally as deadly.
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Post by Loran Bright on Feb 21, 2006 21:32:47 GMT -5
Loran's hands came outwards in front of her would they capture the leg coming towards her aiming to send her back in her steps. She would do a quick twist into his body but bending low would she yank hard upon his leg and a bend forward of her frame forward even low to use the force of her strength to send him flipping over her into the sands once more. As she send him foward would her hands relise on his leg, and quick laying flat so that the blades missed scratching her flesh. Rolling away from him would she leap upwards to move backwards towards the rangers.
They tossed forward two blades that hit the sands with a thud near her. Loran spun around her hands circling around the blades did she draw them free with a quick flick. She smirks looking towards Serge," I think I am handling myself well enough. What about you?" she took a moment to glance over his figure memorizing each line and texture finding this very interesting. She stayed at a distance awaiting his next move.
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Post by King Syrus Warheight II on Feb 21, 2006 22:08:15 GMT -5
Serge flew across the sand and landed with a thump and a roll, careful not to pierce himself with his own blades did he come to a stop and hopped up quickly. Aggrivated he brushed the sand from his armor and stretched his arms back behind him causing his back to pop loudly, and the tips of the blade to touch ever so much behind him and create a spark. He forced his hands forward and flicked the leviathan's head out, bearing it's teeth unto his fingers once more did he decide the flamethrower would be perfectly fine as long as he did not utilize his ability of controlling the air around him. He flicked a third trigger within the gauntlet causing fumes of absinthe to seap into his armored palms before he did scratch two blades together alighting a spark and creating a fireball.
He came rushing toward her tossing the two fire balls and allowing the flame to stay lit there before abounding off of the sand and taking to the air. He spun as fast as he could, his feet high in the air, and the spinning motion feeding air into his arms rather than his power. At this streams of flame did form at the end of his outstretched arms and slowly, as he spun he drew them over his head, pointed down at the awaiting Loran, did the jets of fire come upon her like two serpants intertwined, which were highly pissed off.
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Post by Loran Bright on Feb 21, 2006 22:36:53 GMT -5
Loran rushed towards him as he came towards her tossing the fireballs, her body dropped to the earth rolling through the sand did the fireballs miss hitting were she had been. Eyes watched him as he leaped into the air in a spinning motion to collect wind filling the tubes in his armor. She growned rolling quickly away as she snatched up one of the shields resting near the tree were the rangers had left their equitment while awaiting her exit from the cave. Loran brought the shield upwards resting it over her figure as she tucked herself in fast so that the flames slammed into the metal instead of her heating it up.
As the metal got to hot did she thrust outwards with hands and feet sending it flipping through the air aiming to slam it into Serge while he was still in mid flight trying to hit her with his flame throwers.
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Post by King Syrus Warheight II on Feb 22, 2006 12:38:49 GMT -5
Serge beamed with a large grin as the white hot shield came flipping up towards him. He ceased the fire and as his feet began to come back downward for the descent did he use the claws to slash through it like paper, splitting it in half and sending it back to earth with him. He came to land with a thump and looked up at her, clicking the claw on one hand drawing it back as he pushed his hair out of his eyes with his now free hand. " Hmph. That was a perfectly good shield, too. " His words were mocking, and his piercing stare caught her as he stood sideways, his exposed body dripping with sweat. One more clicking sound and the claws were ready to go once more as he began his semicircle again waiting for her to come to him, this time.
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Post by Loran Bright on Feb 22, 2006 13:03:48 GMT -5
Loran charged forwards towards Serge, her body darted to the left her leg snapping upwards and out to aim to swip at his feet to sed him down. As he tries to avoid this her right hand would lay the blade she held flat bringint it forward in a swift arc as she aimed to bring it around behind Serge in hopes to trap him or the sword point would slice along his back as he fall backwards. Left hand brought her blade upwards to act as a block if he should slice at her with the claws. A touch of a smile was upon her face when she whispered lightly," Well a shield is ment for one thing guarding agains blows to the body "
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Post by King Syrus Warheight II on Feb 23, 2006 11:55:29 GMT -5
" If the smith has done his job properly, " He said as he jumped over her and rolled to face her. " Then any armor can be used to attack...or block. " He said as he caught the blade in the claws and squeezed hard, severing the blade right then and there. " But if he's done his job badly, " he said as he dropped the end of the sword and slashed at her twice, coming closer. " Then you are left defenseless. " He said as he alit his throwers, ready to blaze at any moment as he slashed out with the blades and claws.
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Post by Loran Bright on Feb 23, 2006 14:05:21 GMT -5
Loran Stepped forward into his movements, her hands came wrapped in cloth upwards having drawn them from the pouches at her waist it would act as some guid between the blades, and claws and her skin. She grabbed the claws stopping their movements, and her otehr hand stopped the blades before they sliced her. A chuckle softly when she looks at him, " Are we fighting or giving a leason in forging my dear Serge." she whispered. She knew he was planning to blast her with the flame so when he did when she push off on her holds to go leaping backwards then do a couple flips in the air to land away from him.
The captain stepped forward now when he coughed," Alright time is up that is enough. Thank you for your help M'lord Serge. Loran from now till tomorrow when the council meets to decided what rank you are to be. You must wait in the temple of War." he said lightly. Turning to the others he motions to the camp," Alright everyone lets break camp and get heading back." But unknown was that the council was already meeting, and he had said this words to keep Serge from finding out that it was going already, and try to be there.
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Post by Loran Bright on Feb 24, 2006 14:49:10 GMT -5
The rangers saddled the horses while collecting the items once more. They settled into the saddles while awaiting Loran, whom had stopped to look towards Serge for a moment. A bow was graced to him, her eyes twinkle some when she whispered," Thank you sir for your help." her voice was soft when speaking. Loran turned to take the reigns of her horse from one of the others, her figure settled up onto the saddle before touching her feet to the sides of the beast sending it forward.
As they went into motion did the dragon leap off the levithian chasing after Loran till she caught up to settle upon her shoulder. Looking back at the two new friends in her life, her little mind plotting times to annoy them later. As the rangers and the captain headed north into the city did she turn east out into the desert heading towards a vacant building that rested out there.
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Post by King Syrus Warheight II on Feb 24, 2006 15:02:14 GMT -5
Serge looked around confused. " Well...that...ended abruptly. " He said, still combat ready. He gave Loran a bow and scolded the captain for calling him lord. " I..am Serge, my cousin is Lord, " He said with a mild scowl. Serge hopped backwards unto his leviathan friend and took to the skies. He would surely see Loran later, and he hoped for the best. As a matter of fact, it might be a good idea to stop in to see the council as they deliberate tomorrow, he thought.
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