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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/16/2016 8:05:13 PM
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[i]"That's kind of the point," JT sarcastically remarked as he just stood there, his body starting to feel fatigue. It was a new experience seeing as he could only feel fatigue in his torso and head outside the arena, truly. [/i]
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"And here I thought this was a friendly spar," [i]Jason muttered to himself, his right cybernetic hand clenching tightly into a fist. He then thrusted it out forwards, aiming for JT's own throat. [/i]
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[i]And this, friend, was JT's retort. It was also his finisher move for fights. When Jason went to extend his fist, JT swerved to the left and used his right hand to grab Jason's wrist, the opposite side to JT's body. His left hand was brought to the elbow, where he pushed into the arm with immense force, using the strength of an angry Astares to snap the arm like a twig with his own metal limb. [/i]
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[i]Jason just gritted his teeth and groaned in pain when his arm snapped, a soft growl following. He then wrapped his left arm around JT's neck, pulling the cowboy close while simultaneously shutting off his airways, his right arm currently being mostly useless. [/i] "You.. I liked that arm.." [i]The trooper grumbled in just annoyance, not even in anger. Just.. annoyance. [/i]
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[i]And so JT rammed his first to fingers into his opponents left eye, and his right thumb into the right eye. He could start to feel himself be choked out in the moment and eventually understood he might lose if he doesn't step it up. [/i]
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[spoiler]wut[/spoiler]
