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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/4/2017 3:20:42 PM
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[u]The Dojo, Courtyard A1[/u]
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[spoiler]Literally begging for a fight right now, preferably melee only.[/spoiler]
[i]*Clunk!*[/i]
[i]The android's decimated body would kneel to the ground, it's shattered titanium chest housing a shining gladius, of which was slammed through it's chassis. It attempted to stab it's killer, before Victoria pressed her ceramite boot upon it's chassis, pushing the robot off. The metallic being would shake and gag, even attempt to rise, it's masculine jaw flickering with blue light before the Sororitas brought her boot down, crushing the robot's skull and shattering his head's shiny remains across the courtyard.[/i]
[i]Sweeping off the remnants of smothered metal and whatever served as brain matter within the robot's head, Victoria sighed, adjusting her ceramite armoring while she took to deactivating her power gladius, the blue energy dissipating away as she sheathed the weapon, alongside what may have been a holstered longsword, the dark leather handle protruding outwards from it's sheath. Strapped to her back was a crest-shaped adamantium shield, in design, with a skull centered right in the middle. Her Bolt Pistol was stationed upon her waist, holstered and bounded tightly to her body.[/i]
[i]...It was easy to say that Victoria was waiting for a fight.[/i]
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[i]Victoria certainly didn't wait for Ian's idea on however he would counter her heavy armor, suddenly rearing back and bringing her sword to her left, before swinging to her right, the blade flying towards Ian's neck. Though she positioned her shield in an odd manner, holding it out to the side as well.[/i]
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Ian dodged back from the slash, dashed to the right and stabbed forward with his rapier. [spoiler]dis gin be gud[/spoiler]
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[i]The rapier would simply meet armor, wherever Ian had intended to stab. Te needle blade would bend back, while it would certainly snap in regular conditions.[/i] [i]And Victoria went right into combat. She suddenly swung her shield into Ian's rib cage, the crest flying towards his side with the intent to crush his bones.[/i]
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The rapier, because magic, did not snap, and Ian was sent flying back into a wall from her shield. However, Ian teleported out of the way of the wall and into a rather soft pile of garbage. His lower right ribs were surely broken, and intestines ruptured. Ouch. Ian stood and brushed himself off, his balance somewhat... Right. He sheathed his rapier and let the chain, now glowing white with heat, drop from his sleeve. "Ow... That sword's no good against that armor, so I'll melt through it... probably boil you inside there... Shite, I don't need to kill you..." His muttered ramblings were barely audible from Vic's position, though she would need to stay away from that chain.
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[i]With Ian drawing his chain, Victoria simply slung her shield around her, almost releasing a sigh as he drew the chain. While she didn't hear him.. she was still suspicious on his continuous motives. If he was asking for a duel, he could at least ask for her to leave the armor, so A: they could duel, or B: trick her.[/i] [i]Whatever the case was - her left hand now free, Victoria continued onwards with her longsword. What she needed bow was to trap the chain, then.. it was game from there.[/i]
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Edit your reply to ma- actually this still works.
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[spoiler]check edit[/spoiler]
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R e p l y
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[spoiler]wait I fooked up[/spoiler]
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"Something that robot do to you to deserve all that?" From behind her came a masculine voice, medium depth tone. It was Osprey. He had his dark gray metal armor on and his staff/spear on his back, the crystal inside deactivated for the moment, as he wasn't in combat... yet. He retracted his mask with the glowing yellow visor, revealing his quite plain face. He had brown, short hair and eyes, and smooth, slightly pale skin.
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"Killed a little girl. That's enough reason to be "deactivated", yes?" [i]The armored woman would find herself studying Osprey, and the staff that the man had taken to wielding. With that, she drew her longsword, unslinging her shield in the process: the longsword's blade was a copper in color, it's shining blade glistening with a faint heat, as if trapped within the metal.[/i] "You're here for combat."
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"That I am." He said as he walked around the open courtyard. He watched the copper blade as she unsheathed it, observing its qualities.
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"Then begin." [i]With that, Victoria would immediately take the offensive, beginning a sudden approach towards Osprey. With the shield positioned in front of her, she would certainly be strongest in the center, whilst moving at a pace where she could quickly react to a slash or stab to the left or right, even above or below.[/i]
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Osprey took his staff off of his back while deploying metal wings from his back. The engine on the back roared and he flew a few feet upwards, out of reach and flew over her. He then activated the crystal on his staff. It cycled through a rainbow of glowing colors before settling on dark blue. He pointed it at her in a defensive stance.
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[i]Osprey in the air tempted Victoria to draw her pistol and blast away at him, but she wanted to remain melee only for now, while the caliber of the weapon would certainly tear him to pieces. She would refrain from it. [/i] [i]As he rose into the air, Victoria would retreat back, expecting some form of magic. She had.. her own counter against that, really.[/i]
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Although the staff didn't rely on magic, it did use some other strange method to power it. The crystal spun around more, turning orange as it did. Osprey then shot a stream of fire from it at Victoria.
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[i]With that, she raised her shield and crouched: Victoria could have quite literally walked through the flames thanks to her armor, though the shield certainly did it's work, the flames flying past her. She rose up, still on the defensive.[/i]
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Osprey moved back and began cycling through the crystal's energy again as he moved.
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[i]The Sororitas wouldn't wait, oh hell no: she would brush off the heat before rising, sheathing her longsword. She would turn to then drawing her Bolt Pistol and taking aim, right at Osprey.[/i] [i]Before she opened fire, she stooped her aim, before firing. A massive round would fly towards the earth, embedding itself into the earth before suddenly exploding. It would shower Osprey in dirt, as Victoria began her approach once more, this time with her shield in hand. She attempted to bash Osprey, this time into a wall.[/i]
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She successfully bashed him into the wall as the crystal landed on yellow. He activated it and a large yellow transparent barrier flew out of it. It smacked into her and kept plowing through. It started to drag into ground with her, starting to crack along the bottom.
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[i]It helped that Victoria held an anti-magic weapon, since she figured that this was magical. And even then.. her weapon would've probably broken through.[/i] [i]The shield in her hands shifted, before a blade extended outwards, the handle of the shield sliding into her hands as the skull crest became a pommel. From there, Victoria held a double-edged greatsword, of which she pierced the veil with, disrupting whatever magical energy entirely. She had two additional plans if it somehow wasn't magic.. one involved pure force, of which she was applying now.[/i] [i]From there, Victoria quite literally cleaved out of the ball, before stepping out, staring upon Osprey silently. It clearly wasn't a melee fight anymore.[/i]
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Clapping was heard, slow at first, as a footsteps echoed behind her. A chuckle then, as whoever it was sounded like a man, with a deeper voice. Speaking then, he was being sarcastic. "Damn, don't know what that thing did to you, makes me wonder what you do to toasters and microwaves." He stopped clapping when he spoke, approaching Vic. Cody Blackwall, a man of sarcasm and smuggling of nearly anything had approached the Sororitas. Most likely he wanted something, but then again he was more likely to be stabbed.
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"I usually ignore those. I prefer to cook my own meals. This one? Attempted to hold up a shop, then ran off when the owner blasted him with a shotgun. Then he came back with some little girl, threatening to kill her if the owner didn't open the safe. Fuсker slit her throat and ran off in terror again. He thought he could use the Dojo as a hiding spot. ...I needed some practice. That's all." [i]The woman would say with a deathly serious tone, before maintaining a releasing pose, looking up at down at the smuggler. Her helmeted head would loon upon him, staring at him silently before speaking.[/i] "What about it? You don't look like the melee type. And you're certainly not here to chat with some soldier that probably thinks she's some innocent soul who's flying up to heaven. So speak."
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The man gave a curt shrug. "Alright Ms. Bossy. Personally, I saw the sword, and was like 'damn that's cool, wanna get me something like that', but as per usual it involved talking to some super dangerous person on a murderous rampage. So, I had to work up the courage to talk to yeah, and I mean that by letting you finish what you where doing. Once you where done, I walked up- ah skip that, you know it now. Anyways, what I wanted to ask; where do I get a sword like that? And I don't mean no knockoff." He grinned, knowing the story would leave little impression on her anyways.
