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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Splashback77:
7/15/2017 5:08:40 AM
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The twin of Warlock quickly met with her sister with a token of good luck.
"Hey, back when I was kinda dead, you did some good shooting with my sweetheart," Mia told her, "Maybe you should have her at your side in this fight."
Mia gave Sarah The Last Word.
"I have one rule, though," Mia said, "Not a scratch on her. Unless you want to get gutted."
Sarah nodded, holstering her sister's cannon.
Mia left the ring.
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"Shit, shit shit~" [i]Pandora quickly scoured through the knowledge that she had stolen, backing away from the cackling electricity before.. it came to her mind.[/i] [i]The air around Pandora suddenly parted, as formulating within the biomass user's hands was a six-foot long sword, it's blade glistening with powerful voidic light as she shielded against the lightning.[/i] [i]Dark-Drinker.[/i]
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Sarah pulled her own Dark-Drinker off her back and attacked angrily.. Slashing, cutting, and using Supermassive Vortex.
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[i]Pandora, if anything, was forced to go onto the defensive, taken back as the final move was used. She fell back and tumbled, voidic energy burning through her left arm from a slash.[/i] "Give up! I know everything that you're capable of, and I can use your abilities myself! End this, now!"
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She took off her helmet, stepping back, her eyes had turned silver. And she unleashed white beams from her eyes that stunned Pandora's magic and abilities and froze Pan until Sarah collapsed, unconscious.
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[i]After Sarah had collapsed, Pan resumed to normal, falling over and looking up at the limp body of Sarah. Seeing that it would be rude to leave her out in the open, Pan lifted up Sarah's body and plopped her down in a convenient chair, even getting what appeared to be a soft drink and setting it next to the chair's table. Why she cared, was unknown.[/i] "Goodbye, Guardian." [i]Pandora muttered, as she turned away and left.[/i]
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Edited by Splashback77: 7/5/2017 3:44:10 PMThe Warlock lie there in the chair. Her strength drained, unable to wake up. Lunar flew to her side, keeping an eye on her. [spoiler]End?[/spoiler]
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((Sure.))
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[i]You jump away from a chain that's in melee range and directed to your neck? And when she could barely stand, she's suddenly fine now...?[/i] [i]Whatever. Pan recalled the flail, the weapon returning to her arm as she beckoned Sarah forwards.[/i]
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[spoiler]I edited.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Bad logic. I'll re-edit.[/spoiler]
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[i]Ike blew his whistle.[/i] "HALT! ONLY ONE ATTACK PER POST. NO EMPTYING TWO MAGS AND CHUCKING GRENADES."
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Edited by Splashback77: 7/4/2017 3:47:29 AMSarah sighed, "I'm sorry. But no one gave me the rules of engagement. Cough, cough, you."
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"Ehh, I realize that, but I'm not delivering a strike for this. Just edit."
