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5/23/2016 1:11:06 AM
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[b]She smirked, and the helmet slid back into place, as she stepped back[/b]
[i]"As you said, ladies first"[/i]
[b]She held her arms out, an open gesture[/b]
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[i][b]He let a light chuckle escape his lips, flowing out from his helmet. From that point, he took a step forwards with his left leg, swinging to her right with his Chainsword. Melee was his strong suit, due to how the White Scars always preferred speed and agility, which in turn meant he was fair with a bladed weapon. [/b][/i]
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[b]She sidestepped, tapping his blade with hers, forcing it to swing farther than expected She recoiled then, her blade tapping the edge of his neck[/b] [i]"Dead"[/i]
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[i][b]As she tried to swing, he used the recoil to his advantage and spun around entirely, swerving out of reach. He batted the back of her blade with his. [/b][/i]
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[b]She let it happen, performing a circular motion with her blade, knocking his to the side She dashed to his left, rolling then right after as she popped up behind him Bringing her blade down, she knocked his sword to the side again, punching his lower back and then putting her blade to his throat again[/b]
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"Well shit." [i][b]He jokingly responds, letting his blade fall to his side, still in his hands. The saw stopped on the Chainsword, him having deactivated that part. [/b][/i]
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[i]"'Wel shit' indeed"[/i] [b]She lowers her blade, letting him turn around to face her[/b]
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[i][b]He took a step out of the way, eventually getting to a fairly far distance. He activated the blade and stood silently, analyzing his opponent. [/b][/i]
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[b]She wasn't as tall as him, but she was as fast if not faster Her strength could rival his own, bolstered by her suit and making her even stronger She dashed at him then, making it seem like she was going for a high blow, only to duck low at the last second Sweeping her leg at him, she loves to trip him[/b]
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[i][b]As she goes to trip him, he watched the centre of her body: Her stomach. Wherever that went, she went, so he knew she was goi g low, and so Bracheous jumped over the sweep, moving forwards as he did so, crashing down on her. He put his foot on her chest, just under her neck, while using the other to stabilize himself in the air. [/b][/i]
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[b]She let out a muffled grunt, but kicks her legs up as soon as he plants Kicking his ass, knocking him forward as well, she grabs his foot and punches the back of his knee Once he had dropped down, she rolled out from under him, picking her sword up as she did so Assuming a defensive position, she waited for his next move[/b]
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[i][b]He was amused by this, upon realizing the opportunity for an ass kicking pun to be made, yet he suppressed the urge for shit jokes to be made. Instead, he rolled the opposite way and grasped his Chainsword harder, rushing her. He jumped upwards of his opponent, soaring into her with the shape of a cross. That is, until he started to spin partly, heading to the left where he would charge her with his shoulder. [/b][/i]
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[b]She ducked and rolled under him, popping up at the last moment as she returns the favor with a swift kick to his lower back again Rushing forward this time, she drop kicks him, sending him forward Standing and then running over, she presses down on his back, putting her blade once more at his throat[/b]
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[i][b]As she went for the drop kick, he swiftly spun to the right of his body, forcing her to miss. What he kept in his place was the blade for his Chainsword, sending Kat flying into the blades of the weapon as the saw shut off. He wasn't in the mood to spend an hour fixing her armour, as he would feel bad for denting it and making her fix it herself. [/b][/i]
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[b]His sword ended up being kicked to the side, making his arm swing far out as well She hit the ground, standing back up after, as she used the small amount of time it took for him to get ready again to bull rush him Smashing into him, using one arm to hold him in place while the other held her sword, she picked him up off the ground, leaning back and flipping backwards, she sent him into the ground head first[/b]
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[i][b]As she attempted to pick him up, he used his free hand to grab her arm. He kicked her sword hand at just the right angle, separating her weapon from her hand. Finally, he took the liberty of crashing his helmet into hers, giving a headbutt to the woman, sending her backwards, even though he kept a firm grasp on her arm. [/b][/i]
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[b]A dull thud was heard, as she let out a muffled Yelp Looking at him through the visor, she grinned, as the fight was about to get dirty Kicking his shin, she punched his helmet immediately after, using her pinned arm to grab his own at the same time She grabbed his other arm then, and jumped, and planted her feet against his chest and kicked out, sending them both flying[/b]
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[i][b]The fact she held his arm made it so he could grasp her wrist, jerking her towards him midair. With this came his strength, pulling her in. He felt the last hit, though his adrenaline was pumping hard, and he could barely feel it. The pair fell to the ground, Bracheous still holding his opponents wrist. He climbed on top of the fighter, before he used all his might to drive his fist into Kat's throat, the Chainsword still in his hand, which only made his hand heavier. [/b][/i]
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[b]She jerked her head up, making him hit her helmet instead, as she then knees him in the groin, breaking free after She knocked him off, as she rolled and picked up her sword, standing at the ready[/b]
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[i][b]That was a horrible thing in his eyes, you don't hit a man in the groin without major shit going down. Nonetheless, he stood only moments later, feeling that this would be his final push. The Chainsword remained firmly in his hands, as he went to slash for her knees, pretending that he was going for the throat. [/b][/i]
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[b]She followed the same plan, following his stomach, she parried the attack, following up with a swift punch to his helmet Swinging her sword around, she kicked him back, then thrust her sword at his neck, stopping a moment before[/b]
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[i][b]Bracheous raised his free hand, the white colour acting as a symbolic white flag of surrender. [/b][/i]"Alright, you win." [i][b]He says, a light chuckle escaping his helmet, turning into a cough. [/b][/i]"You kicked my ass."
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[i]"Literally"[/i] [b]She chuckles, the helmet retracting again, as she places the sword on her back and it locks back in place [/b]
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"Punny." [i][b]He simply responded, grabbing his Bolter from the sidelines, keeping it in hand, with his Chainsword in the other. [/b][/i]
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[i]"Anyways, it's good to finally be out of that medical clinic"[/i] [b]She rolls her neck, stretching[/b]
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"Yeah, can't stay in one place for too long. How the hell do I kill a Tyranid if I can't even manage to get out of the hospital bed?" [i][b]He responded, spinning his sword in a circle at his side. [/b][/i]
