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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/26/2017 4:19:35 AM
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"Hmm. Good, good. Move in whenever you feel alright."
[i]Elizabeth would keep composed, as she would then assume a combative posture of her own. She brought her right shoulder and aimed it towards Eris' position, her spear aimed towards the brawler's central mass.[/i]
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[b][i]Eris took a stance as well. Body was turned to the side to make herself a shammer target, hands by her chin to give her the ability to block anywhere. She had grabbed a set of brass knuckles to help her punching ability as she bounced a bit, Not yet taking the first move.[/i][/b]
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[i]Elizabeth didn't seem to falter at the sight of Eris arming herself - a brawler by trade, she presumed. As Elizabeth drew closer, roughly about four feet in, she released one sudden jab - close for Eris to believe it would hit her abdomen, but yet not close enough to hit. A feint, intended to bait a reaction. Would she grab the end? Block? Dodge?[/i] [i]The goal was to find out.[/i]
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[b][i]She stepped to the side a bit, patting the spear to the side with her arm. She hit it hard, knocking it to the side as she stepped forward, throwing a punch towards her opponents jaw[/i][/b]
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[i]Elizabeth was forced to swerve her being to the side, as the fist whistled past her shoulder. Though she would keep her foot forwards, in an attempt to trip or stumble Eris as she stepped forwards.[/i]
