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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/11/2016 5:52:13 PM
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[i]In the midst of the gunfire and dust of the Lenny War, a lone figure strolled into the courtyard. Their footsteps were silent, and their walk was more of a glide than anything. They wore a black cloak, and a black suit, their gender unable to be discerned. A hood pulled over their head, and a mask pulled up to reveal only her stormy, dark gray eyes, the figure stopped in the middle of the courtyard. On their back was a longsword, in its black sheathe. The sheathe was five five, and just as sharp as any sword. The figure drew the sheathed longsword from her back, keeping it in its deadly casing. The longsword's sheathe was only two inches shorter than the figure, however they were able to hold it surprisingly easily. The figure's black boots were firmly planted into the ground, and they waited for whoever would test them.[/i]
open, just want a tester
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[b]A man with a mask walks up to the figure. The mask depicts a face of curiosity [/b] "You seek a test?"
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[i]The figure nodded, turning to look at the man.[/i] "Yeah, a test," [i]They said. Their voice was feminine. The woman pointed her five foot five, sheathed longsword at the man.[/i] "Can you provide one?"
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"Yes I can."
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"Ready when you are," [i]The woman says, moving her right leg back and raising her longsword, getting onto the balls of her feet.[/i]
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"Ready!" [b]The man draws a sword and dagger [/b] http://pin.it/HXfWlhk
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[spoiler]links broken[/spoiler][i]The woman dashed forward, her feet almost gliding across the ground. Cloak billowing in the wind, she swung at the man, her sword still sheathed. However, the sheathe was just as sharp as any sword.[/i]
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[spoiler]RIIIIIP[/spoiler] [b]The man looked at her funny, blocking the attack with his own sword and stabbing at her with the dagger[/b]
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[i]It was such a fluid motion, like a graceful dance. The woman spun, dodging the dagger, as she slashed at the man again, the blade heading for his left side.[/i]
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Edited by Royal Blade: 9/11/2016 7:34:25 PM[b]The man steps to the side, blocking the attack with his dagger, which is difficult to say the least He slashes at your side with his sword[/b]
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[i]With another fluid motion, the woman gracefully jumped, landing on top of the man's sword as he swung, and aimed a kick at his head, the boot headed for his nose.[/i]
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[spoiler]That must have been a pretty High jump ;-;[/spoiler] [b]She ended up kicking midair as he rolled to thd side, leaving his sword there. He got to his feet, throwing the dagger at you [/b]
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[spoiler]she can jump pretty high.[/spoiler][i]Losing balance, the woman stumbled to the ground, and the dagger entered her shoulder. She grimaced in pain, and lifted her left arm to the dagger, quickly pulling it out. She flipped it, putting in her cloak. Her right arm now weakened she was forced to hold her longsword with two hands, and did just that. Lunging towards the man, she slashed diagonally from her top left to her bottom right.[/i]
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[b]The man attempts to move, but doesn't get away in time. The sword slashes his arm, leaving a nasty gash as he moves, picking up his sword with his right hand [/b]
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[i]When she finished the slash, the tip of the sword slammed into the ground. Quickly, she let go of the blade and her left arm moved underneath her cloak, and, quick as lightning, she grabbed the dagger and hurled it at the man's abdomen.[/i]
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[b]The man grins, more excited to get his dagger back then anything. It falls to the ground, the tip pointing into ground [/b] "It's a personal connection with the blade."
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"Huh," [i]She said, pulling her longsword out of the ground with two hands as she swung at the man once more, the tip of the sheathe stained with blood.[/i]
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[b]He blocked the attack, moving forward and stabbing at your shoulder [/b]
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[i]The blade entered her shoulder, and the woman grit her teeth behind her mask to keep from yelling out. However she used the opportunity to thrust at the man with her longsword, aiming at his right arm.[/i]
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[b]Unable to escape, the sword hit and the man kneed here in the stomach [/b]
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[i]The woman buckled in pain, backing away from the man as she clutched her stomach. She reached behind her back, underneath her cloak, and pulled out a black revolver. She aimed at the man, and fired two, hardened, explosive paint bullets at the blade wound in his shoulder.[/i]
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[b]He groans, pushing you away and slashing your hand, knocking that revolver away [/b]
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[i]The revolver was knocked away, and the woman suddenly lunged forward, her right fist flying towards the man as her left gripped her longsword tightly.[/i]
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Edited by Royal Blade: 9/11/2016 8:03:44 PM[b]The man took the punch, stabbing into he stomach with his sword [/b]
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[i]She sidestepped the stab smoothly to the left, although it made a shallow cut in her right side. She swung her longsword at the man, blood staining her cloak and suit.[/i]
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[b]He ducked, maneuvering other the slash [/b]
