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originally posted in:The New Dojo
5/22/2017 1:03:49 AM
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[i]"Uh dude... That was a threat, not me trying to say something."
JT closed in and stopped just in front of Irina. Naturally he was a waiter on her attacks, and that works for him usually. [/i]
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"Mmhmm, sure." [i]Irina wasn't going in for an attack this time, due to the current situation that she was in. It would spell doom for her, really. [/i]
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Armless was a bad scenario for the Vileblood, and JT recognized it plenty well. Hell, he had been in this same scenario with an old friend back in Cedyetica with only a few changes. He went in for a punch to Irina's face with his non-drilling right arm.
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[i]Irina's immediate reaction was a swift strafe underneath JT's fist, as she then rammed her sword into his stomach, twisting the blade viciously before beginning to ram her head into his nose and chin repeatedly. It was a more than violent act, and one that was taking its toll on her.[/i]
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The blade pierced JT's flesh as black nanites poured out like blood, to which he retaliated by punching Irina in the side of the head with the drill.
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[i]Irina retracted her head before much more damage could be done, screams of agony and fury escaping her mutilated mouth - one side of her face was twisted and mangled, her right eye gone from the mutilation, her skull exposed and bleeding severally. She would bleed out soon, really, or die from trauma.[/i] [i]Her sword still rammed into JT's body, she twisted it one last time to bring it up, sawing through the flesh and up JT's stomach, through bone and flesh in a grotesque fashion: Irina was just trying to kill JT at this point, and knew that she was close to death at this rate.[/i]
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JT's free hand would intercept the blade as it neared his heart, but the nanites hardening would be what saved him. He drove his drill into her head once more.
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[i]The drill did it's work efficiently, tearing through Irina's skull with ease, blood and bits of bone flying through the air and encasing JT in a coat of gore.[/i] [i]Once Irina's head was simply gone?[/i] [i]"Combatant Returning:"[/i] [i]The simulation voice rang through the air, as Irina's mutilated corpse dissipated. Irina appeared once more, five feet away and weaponless, armorless, and looking considerably calm.[/i] "...Heh. First time that I've...well, died. Even in a simulation. Weird."
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"Tends to happen. How're you feeling?"
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"About as good as someone would feel when they have a drill ran through their skull...nice little fight there. Quick, like my ones in Yharnam, but...nice, nonetheless."
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"Ha-ha. And yeah, the quicker the better I always say."
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"Mm-hmm. So...what now? Could always use everything, although I'd prefer a much different arena."
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[i]"Any ideas? I can pull a Ren and have us fight in neo-Paris, maybe go at it in Cedyetica like me and that Lucien dude did?" [/i]
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"I mean, there's a ton of places that I certainly wouldn't mind: a futuristic Yharnam, I can handle that - Amoridia, that one Orokin Vault (Warframe stuff) that I was in - I can describe that too, assuming that I can set up the arena?"
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"Here, make what you'd like and surprise me."
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"What I'd like.." [i]Irina giggled in an almost maniacal tone, as the arena shifted to her image.[/i] -------------------------- [i]The location in explanation that Irina had chosen was a forest, lost in the middle of winter and snow: flakes of frozen ice found itself upon JT's outfit, the heavens hidden by thick clouds, although sunlight still shined down upon the cowboy. Woodland stretched for miles without end, the tweeting of artificial birds ringing through the air.[/i] [i]Irina was nowhere to be found, although a trail of footsteps lead towards what JT could distinguish as a clearing.[/i]
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"Oh -blam!- me..." JT said to himself under his breath, adorned by the wispy essence of it escaping his mouth with the heat entering the cold. He knew this game well and started walking - Irina had the edge in knowing her surroundings, though JT was a tracker and hunter on the frontier.
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[i]Soon, JT found himself in the center of the clearing, the ground clearer and not as filled with snow as the other ground surrounding the area was. It was almost comfortable - if there wasn't a crazed Vileblood nearby.[/i] [i]And speaking of said crazed Vileblood:[/i] "Where I first began training Arianna. We're near Yharnam, yes. But...not quite." [i]Irina's voice rang through the air, to JT's left, yet she wasn't there. Blurs of movement flew past the trees, holding something. It would've creeped out most individuals.[/i]
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"Is this a fight or a Salem Witch Trial?" JT jokingly asked, using his head to keep an eye on her and think of what angles she could lunge at.
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"Both, if you like-" [i]A soft chuckle rang through the air, before-[/i] [i]-BANG!-[/i] [i]A sudden buckshot round was fired from Irina's constantly moving position, as if she had brought a shotgun if anything. There was one feature that JT could distinguish though: she had no armor on.[/i]
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The bullet would rip through the cowboy's torso, making the man recoil slightly and take a step back to stabilize himself. When that was done, JT drew his revolver at nearly subsonic speed and shot two rounds at Irina.
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[i]The first round slammed into a tree, while the second would find itself slamming through Irina's cybernetic right leg. The Vileblood yelled as the force made her fall behind a tree, gritting her teeth as she rose up and took cover.[/i]
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"Lady luck, don't betray me..." JT said with a chuckle as he cracked his knuckles. E seemed to be waiting on Irina's attack.
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Edited by Orn: 5/26/2017 11:17:20 PM((She shot at him, lmao.))
