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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/7/2016 11:34:35 PM
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"Cut me some slack, I'm new to all this." [i]Jerven carried a truly honest tone as he spoke, seeing as he was fired from his job in a supermarket only days ago. The Remyre had taken up a job as a mercenary that same day and was hired to deliver a package, and so he decided to roam. Jerven threw another punch for her face this time, but swung a second time in order to bring his left fist to the left side of her jaw. His form wasn't professional however, more like a man who is training in boxing, and so he could have been quicker in his movements. [/i]
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Edited by Royal Blade: 8/7/2016 11:37:14 PM[b]Violet moves, avoiding it as she threw her own punch, which was incredibly professional, though her form was off. The punch was aimed for the side of his face [/b]
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[i]The hit caused Jerven to move his head to the side a bit as would happen to any person, though his face was still in relatively good condition. With a fist or a hammer, the bones of any Remyre were nearly unbreakable, so that would mean that one of Violet's fingers would be either broken, dislocated, or her hand would just hurt like hell. [/i]
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[b]Violet stepped back, shaking out her hand [/b] [b][i][u]"Conclusion- your power is Steel Bones. Very Rare."[/u][/i][/b]
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"Nah actually, I've just got incredibly dense bones, makes them stronger. And that's because of my race, you racist."
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[b][i][u]"Racist?!" [/u][/i][/b] [b]She seems suprised at the accusation[/b]
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[i]And during her moment of surprise, he went to jab her face with his right fist. [/i]"If you can't tell I'm not exactly a white human male, I'm a blue remyre male. Remyre have some dense ass bones, pretty well known thing. Therefore, your remark was pretty racist."
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[b]She easily dodged the attack stepping forward investigating him [/b] [b][i][u] I don't like you. "[/u][/i][/b]
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"Why, because I'm blue? Racist!" [i]Jerven had a small grin on his face, which had been hiding a laugh at Violet's expense. He wasn't actually thinking she was racist, he was just trying to get her pissed off enough to make mistakes, basically taunting her. Common thing on the streets with wannabe thugs and other fighters. [/i]
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[b][i][u]"Mostly."[/u][/i][/b] [b]She kicks at your kegs [/b]
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[i]Jerven's greatest advantage was definitely his agility, though he wasn't expecting Violet to do what she did by kicking his legs, rather he was anticipating a higher blow. And so he attempted to jump over her leg, but it connected with Jerven's ankles and sent him to the ground, his right shoulder slamming into the dirt below. [/i]
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"Oof." [b]She kneels down by him [/b] [b][i][u]Jerven let me ask you something. Is someone teaching you? [/u][/i][/b]
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"Nope. literally everything I learned was either from practicing on a bag or watching Rocky..." [i]The blue-skinned figure steadily rose to his feet once more and stretched his arms, waving his elbows in a circular motion beside him while his hands were by his shoulders. He also rolled his head and neck for a moment before his glowing emerald eyes met Violet's. [/i]
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[b]She stood, watching him closely [/b] [b][i][u]"I'd like to train you." [/u][/i][/b]
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"You sure you want to do that? I'm better in a fistfight than I am with any other things, you really want to attempt to train me?"
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[b][u][i]Yes."[/i][/u][/b]
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"Well when do we start then?"
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[b][i][u]"Whenever you wish."[/u][/i][/b]
