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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
7/21/2016 12:13:31 AM
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[i]The stabs reach into his body three times, before Hu jumps forwards and jams his massive drill into Vordt's head. He slams his blade into his stomach as well, in case he found a way out of that. [/i]
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[b]Vordt let out one final roar before falling to the ground. Ice covers him and freezes the blade and drill in place. Considering it's a drill, of course.[/b] [i]"Oh dear...you seem stuck."[/i] [b]The oh-so familiar Dancer speaks.[/b]
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[i]The Marshal places his foot on the stomach of Vordt, and kicks him off. Since his legs were loaded with springs, there was enough force to free his blade and drill. When he looked to the Dancer, he started to laugh maniacally. Not one word was said amidst the string of crazed laughter. The worst part? JT wasn't faking it, he was actually quite sadistic and insane sometimes. [/i]
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[i]"It's kicked in, hasn't it? The anger. The rage. The insanity. I know how you feel, Y'know. You and I, we are so, so alike... Especially with the ring... The ring."[/i] [b]Suddenly, the Dancer begins trying to tear something off of her hand. A ring, exactly like the one on Vordt's hand...[/b]
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[i]The right arm of JT simply became an actual hand once more as he sprinted to Vordt's corpse. He made an attempt to pry it from his finger, as he gripped the ring tightly. [/i]
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[i]"No!"[/i] [b]The Dancer quickly grabs you, throwing you from Vordt's corpse before you get the ring. Her tone is more nervous. Merciful, really.[/b]
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[b]Before you can it off? M, the Dancer throws you away from Vordt's corpse.[/b] [i]"No...don't suffer the same fate as I have..."[/i] [b]For once, she sounds...merciful.[/b]
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[i]JT stood from the cold ground and deactivated his drill arm, as he stares to the Dancer with curiosity. He had never known her to be a merciful woman, not once. [/i]
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[i]"Please...don't ta-"[/i] [b]Whatever had made her merciful had simply left suddenly, as she went from a peaceful, almost elegant posture to a combat stance, gripping on her flaming blade in fury. The ring on her right hand glows a little...[/b]
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[i]...Which was an abnormality that Tag Sight had picked up on. JT didn't pull anything ordinary from his duster, rather he pulled a Jagdkommando TriDagger, and a combat knife. The Jag in his left, Combat in the right. Plan was to either stab the finger off or chop it, but he would have to get real tricky to do it. [/i]
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[b]The Dancer then slammed her right hand into the ground, darkness swirling around it. From there, she pulled a black blade from the dark. It appears that she's going all out now.[/b]
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"Oh for -blam!- sakes dude." [i]JT sighed to himself, as his mechanical arm threw the Jagdkommando directly towards the woman' aiming for the hand she held her weapon in. [/i]
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[b]The Dancer dodges the weapon, though it does slightly skin her arm a little. She begins circling.[/b]
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[i]JT started to slowly walk towards The Dancer, feeling a pang of sorrow in his gut for her. [/i]
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[b]The Dancer suddenly attacks, randomly slashing viciously at JT's chest. Concerning the properties of the weapons, they could slice through metal like butter.[/b]
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[i]JT ducked under the Dancer, though on his way up he may have accidentally hit the weapon with his arm, at least the back. The problems caused by that may have been big. [/i]
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Edited by Orn: 7/21/2016 1:51:42 AM[b]Since is wasn't as sharp there, not much damage would actually be caused, other than slight burns. The Dancer quickly backs away, slashing at you again, just as viciously and quickly as before. This time, she's going for your legs, as if trying to trip you.[/b]
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[i]The Marshal jumped over the blade of the Dancer, and threw his combat knife downwards and directly at the ring finger, accounting for lead and all. [/i]
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[b]The finger is sliced off completely. Instantly the Dancer yells, pushing you away. Suddenly...something starts to occur. The screams of pain that the Dancer let out were magnified, as her bones began to crack. Her entire body was shrinking, but in a more gruesome, painful way. Several seconds later, she was fairly human-sized, normal, and crying. Not because of defeat. But because of what she had gone through in that form. The Dancer dropped her weapons, lied on the ground and began sobbing.[/b] [b]Something was different, however. It was noticed when she decided to look up at JT. Not with a face of hatred or madness, but of sadness. Not fear, just gloomy. She started to cry again.[/b]
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"Oh... Shit..." [i]The Marshal said to himself as he walked towards the woman, slowly drawing his revolver as a backup plan. He crouched beside the injured female, grabbed the ring in his left hand, but never put it on. Frodo part two over here was planning to destroy that shit. [/i]
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[b]Good man, Frodo. The Dancer started to speak.[/b] [i]"Sulyvahn made me...turned me into... Oh no... I'm so sorry...[/i] [i]I'm so sorry..."[/i] [b]The Dancer started to cry again. She doesn't even react to the fact that JT has a gun in his hand.[/b]
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[i]JT felt sorrowful for the woman on the ground. He pocketed the ring, grabbed the other, and returned to the woman. [/i]"What is your name, Dancer?"
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[i]"A...Adella... Sulyvahn, he...he took me...oh god..."[/i] [b]She starts crying again. It may be good to discuss this "Sulyvahn".[/b] [spoiler]Just so you know, Suly's dead. But before he died, he personally sent these two to the Dojo, after figuring out that you and Kross, Royal's character, was coming along to kill him and Aldrich.[/spoiler]
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[i]JT crouched beside Adella and holstered his revolver once more, a look of concern on his face. [/i]"Who is Sulyvahn?"
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[b]She suddenly looks much more stern. Serious, though still crying.[/b] [i]"Sulyvahn was a high-ranking official back in Irithyll...he betrayed the rest of the government...killed them all off. Then he...he took me from my family and...oh god... He turned me into a...a monster... For all I know...he's dead now... He did the same to Vordt and others...then shipped us off to attack your group... I remember you, Y'know... I'm so sorry...I'm so sorry..."[/i]
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"Shhh, shhh... It's okay, Adella, it's alright. You did what you were forced to do."
