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originally posted in:The New Dojo
Edited by Weeaboo Of War:
7/6/2017 2:58:10 AM
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[i]With Irina backing off, she nearly fell over, her breathing at an almost panting rate as pain scorched her being. Twirling her sword within her left hand, she stabilized herself once more as she beckoned Xavier with her right hand, leaving the combative stance for a moment to try and draw him out.[/i]
English
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[i]Recovering, he gave Irina a judgemental glare, as he inspected what was on her. He was unarmed, and she had a sword, along with prosthetic parts. He observed the situation, thinking about what he could do...[/i] [i]...[/i] [i]Xavier smirked. This was a stupid idea, but it would probably work. He started running towards Irina, as fast as he could. All he needed her to do was to strike...[/i]
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[i]Still twitching in pain, Irina already tensed up, as she didn't like what Xavier was doing at all: charging head-on towards one that bore a sword, or rather any kind of weapon, was dangerous, unless you had a plan to adapt to that.[/i] [i]At once, she held her position, hoping that she could get the jump on him. Irina was only aware of the crowbar as a weapon, but.. she knew that he could have something else up his sleeve.[/i]
