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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/6/2016 3:55:38 AM
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[i]At that moment, Alyssa, watching the sword slice downwards vertically towards her, recognize the move from some book she read or some video she watched on swordsmanship; it did interest her for a while, after all. She imitated perfectly what she saw the professionals do to counter it, lifting the sword upwards as her elbows bent at a ninety degree angle, the blade's grip above Alyssa's right shoulder, held tightly by both hands. The tip of the blade was pointed towards Treyman's face, Treyman's blade heading right towards the edge of Alyssa's that was facing up. As his HardLight blade collided with hers, she allowed her hands and arms to relax, redirecting the slash toward's Alyssa's lower right, the tip of Treyman's blade headed towards the ground. As it did so, Alyssa raised the blade once more, taking a step forward with her right leg as she thrust with the HardLight sword, the tip of the blade heading towards Treyman's chest; a perfectly executed parry on Alyssa's part, showing some kind of hidden talent that Alyssa never knew she had, however talent got you nowhere; Alyssa's abdomen and sides were wide open.[/i]
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Treyman was at a major disadvantage when it came to HardLight weaponry. While his body armour was made of it, if it managed to pierce through the AntiMatter blood wouldn't be able to disintegrate it like he could with most conventional weapons like steel, due to how fast it regenerated. When it pierced, the occasional droplet of his blood wiped a pocket of dirt from existence before the armour patched it up, and Treyman went to bash his forehead into Alyssa's.
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[spoiler]That really confused me, but I'm gonna roll with it.[/spoiler][i]Treyman's head struck Alyssa's, and she stumbled back, clutching her forehead, gritting her teeth in pain.[/i] "Ow... god... your skull's like a rock," [i]She grunted, trying to ignore the pain as she lowered her stance into one that would allow her to accelerate to top speed in milliseconds, ready to dodge any attack Treyman through at her.[/i]
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"How old are you, kid? You look fifteen but when I cross reference you with a database, it comes up as twenty three." Treyman stepped back as he grinned to himself beneath the helm, because the next move he pulled was a kind of dickish one. He sprinted towards the woman and slashed right, though he deactivated the blade and spun around, before reigniting the HardLight and thrusting for Alyssa's torso.
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[i]Alyssa, stunned by the sudden change, only barely sidestepped, the HardLight blade cutting through the sleeve of her shirt. She took a step forward, thrusting with her own HardLight sword.[/i]
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The Omega backpedaled just enough that he could be within blocking distance, and so he slashed the woman's blade away to the side as he got back into a ready stance, where he decided to give one more assault before he was to end the spar.
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[i]Alyssa jumped back as Treyman entered his ready stance, lowering herself into a better position for speed. She examined his stance, trying to find any weak spots; years of learning in almost every subject there was taught her to do this. Finally, she lunged forward, aiming a low yet quick sweep with the HardLight blade at Treyman's legs, holding the sword tightly in to hands, however if she was quick enough she could lift her prosthetic and extend her hidden blade directly at Treyman's abdomen.[/i]
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Treyman saw her skill and was actually quite surprised, as he was hard pressed against her hits and had no choice but to backpedal further, and grab a second HardLight blade from... Well, he digistructed it. And so he stepped forwards after the sword had slashed and he went to lunge one blade into her torso as the left blade was on the defensive.
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[i]Alyssa was caught off guard by the second HardLight blade. She backed off as quick as she could, however the tip struck her abdomen, leaving a shallow, unserious cut. She stumbled backwards, clutching the wound, her teeth grit in pain.[/i]
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One of his blades dispersed into nothingness as the other one's blade retracted into the hilt of the weapon, signifying that he was done with combat. Treyman looked to the woman and smiled, impressed with her skill. "Not bad kid."
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[i]Alyssa smiled brightly at the compliment, hoping that she genuinely did well in her first swordplay fight, holding out the HardLight blade Treyman had lent her to return it.[/i]
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"Ah, keep it, I got tons more." Treyman's group, the Hunters Legion, had relied on HardLight tech as the primary melee weapons way back in the day and some remnants still do use them, so he had no shortage.
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[i]Alyssa whistled happily, hitting the switch/button on the HardLight blade's grip, the golden yellow, transparent blade disappearing. She flipped the grip, smiling as she held it with her prosthetic hand.[/i] "Thanks!" [i]She exclaimed; it was the first gift she'd ever gotten.[/i] "Oh, one more thing. Might you have a flying, etheric steam train?"
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"Yeah actually." Long. Fúcking. Story. And so a flying steam train crashed through the gates of the Dojo as a deep laughter came from the conductor, and a purple miasma launched from the spot where smoke vented.
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[i]Alyssa blinked, shocked that he legitimately had access to a flying steam train.[/i] "M-may I see it?" [i]She stuttered, her dreams coming true at last. A flying steam train.[/i]
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"Go ahead." ((You control it and how it looks now))
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[i]Chugging through midair, behind Alyssa, was a steam train with a green, black, and gold color scheme, smoke billowing out of its chimney thing at the front ((stupid train terminology.)). It landed smoothly besides Alyssa, who's jaw dropped in awe.[/i] "Choo, choo," [i]Alyssa said playfully, climbing into the steam train.[/i]
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"A sword, some training and a magic train, what more could a woman ask for, eh?" Treyman smiled when he looked to the train and took a few steps back, though that quickly became him slowly walking away as he turned around.
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[i]Alyssa waved goodbye to Treyman, grinning wildly.[/i] "See ya around!" [i]She called out, genuinely hoping that she'd see Treyman again, for maybe another round of sparring, or a train ride.[/i]
