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Post by Angel on Nov 20, 2009 3:46:03 GMT -5
Expecting after the first blow rammed that she might find a way to dodge the second, his reaction time gave him enough of a notice to use the momentum from slamming his leg so quickly to spin his body in the direction he was kicking, just enough to mostly dodge the effects of the kick, her left foot grazing his neck slightly, which luckily wasn't one of the area's that had gotten hit by the needled.
Focusing on running now, he jolted in the opposite direction, simultaneously while letting the parasite from the first blow explode and then eradicated any energy that her kick might be tampered with, then focused on the defense again.. this time making himself completely invisible. He sat there and waited.. tired. Too much energy was spent, he needed to catch his breath, his amplified lungs even running on empty because of all the safety precautions from her blows, plus the needles.. he wasn't going to let himself be touchable until he was ready.
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Post by serraskai on Nov 20, 2009 3:58:24 GMT -5
Millica decided that if she ever had a choice, she would never give birth in mid-air.
The second parasite of the match exploded from her, this time from her lower back, repeating the process of the previous almost to the exact specifications- the creature exploded from her, ripping through her as though she simply wasn't there, managing only to destroy her shirt.
As the creature fell, she could feel her energy reserves take the hit for her, leaving the physical body largely unharmed. She needed to stop her opponent from doing that any more- the more they did it, the worse things seemed to get.
Considering for a moment leaving her weapon where it lie for the time being, Millica hefted the awkward thing into her arms as she peered around- her opponent was gone, but that meant little.
The glowing light that was the ageless watcher revealed itself from its pouch on Millica's lower back (which had actually been damaged by the parasite, but was still functioning) and inquired as to Millica's needs at the moment. Activating it's radar, the watcher of Karna began to run for him, closing the distance on her opponent- she'd be upon him momentarily.
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Post by Angel on Nov 20, 2009 4:03:17 GMT -5
He saw her approaching, though little good it did her. He had spent his reserves not on the offensive this time, but on the defensive. He was allowed on of his Soul Abilites per turn as long as everything was set right, and the situation was perfect. He continue to lay there, watching her get closer and closer. His body was as transparent as it always was, it was just up till now he hadn't made his body invisible because he wanted to trick her. This time, he wanted to rest and get a feeling on the situation. Even if she hefted her weapon through him, it would do any good. He wanted to just just a bit more and try to gather himself, taking deep breaths while letting his body recover from the blows. Better to be patient and draw out the fight then let his energy deplete on him, making a bad move.
Though, he had already caused two explosions, how much more could this woman take?
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Post by serraskai on Nov 20, 2009 4:13:48 GMT -5
Skidding around a corner, Millica raised her weapon high above her head in a powerful overhead smash.
The dulled edge of the weapon dug into the soft dirt beneath him, having faded right through him. The weapon dug right into the ground, where Millica left it. Was he getting ready to cast a spell? Or was he simply resting for a moment while she couldn't do anything about it?
Millica, frustrated, removed her hat to wipe her brow as she turned away from him, leaving her sword in it's imaginary impalement position. She took exactly seven steps away from him and turned back, staring at him. Waiting, ignoring the constant migraine of her energy stores being so rapidly depleted.
She had nothing but time, which she assumed her opponent was not short on either, if he was pulling a trick like this. She wanted to sit, rest her feet, but she was a Kerensky, and as such would always be prepared for the enemy. And so, she stood in an attention stance, staring at the weight on the end of her weapon, jutting out of the ground through the ghostly figure.
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Post by Angel on Nov 20, 2009 12:56:51 GMT -5
He gave the her a strange look as she threw the sword through thin air, technically right through him... but it's not like it made any difference. In his transparent state, he was completely and utterly.. air. He had nothing solid about him, and even if this thing had the ability to pin his spirit down with some kinda magic, his energy eradication could see to making sure it wasn't effective. Any form of energy that went in his body could be instantly and utterly taken out, as long as it wasn't overwhelming.
Having taken enough of a breather, he rolled about suddenly. He knew that she was waiting for him and have a vague "sight" of him so he didn't do much other than that roll. He still was transparent, and he stopped moving again.. waiting a few more minutes, close to 10 of them. Just sitting still. Suddenly, he jumped up, made himself visible and took ahold of the red cloak he was wearing, since it was only really connected to him through a loose loop around his color, he threw it in her face, trying to get her to have the "I'm going to get hit reaction" and put herself on the defensive, trying to guard against a coming blow, when really it was an attempt to use the blind spot that the cloak would produce to keep moving, aiming instead of the lower back region he already hit, aiming it with his hand.. but not in a fist, he aimed it like one would thrust a knife, his fingers flat and kept together.. the object was not to waste momentum on a blow.. all he wanted to do was tap her, which was enough to let out his lovely exploding friend again. If he missed, it was alright because he didn't stop moving.. it was a drive-by poke.
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Post by serraskai on Nov 20, 2009 14:39:21 GMT -5
Instinctively, when Millica saw the man leap up and materialize, she slammed the watcher back into it's pouch and prepared for round two. This thought was also reinforced by him removing his cloak dramatically- most people didn't fight with their cloaks on anyway. Throwing at her was also a predictable move- Millica decided it wasn't the time for theatrical movements or dramatic fallbacks, most people simply put an attack behind their thrown objects, hitting their opponents as they push the distraction aside.
Seeing this and knowing it's assumed purpose, Millica leaped from the cloak's path, moving completely out of it's way and dodging, although unknowingly, the attack that had come from behind.
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Post by Angel on Nov 21, 2009 1:20:50 GMT -5
He stopped. She had dodged the blow, which was bother some. Oh well, nothing that was impossible to accomplish. He was considering doing something really risky, but was trying to make sure it was his last option. Making himself completely transparent and invisible again but this time acting right away. He ran fast to her, trying to get her guard down.. guessing she wouldn't have been able to memorize the pacing of his quick step and hoping she was still in the process of dodging his last blow. He let it go and slammed his fist in the direction of her stomach, though since he had used transparency it wasn't armed like the rest of the blows up till now.
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Post by serraskai on Nov 21, 2009 1:57:14 GMT -5
With the previous attack having missed completely without Millica's notice, she was quite surprised to see her opponent had not been behind the cloak which had been tossed to her. Strange, but not wholly unexplainable. With that observation she lunged and rolled for her weapon, which she pulled easily out of the ground in a swift motion, once again oblivious to the fact that she had just dodged a second blow from her opponent.
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Post by Angel on Nov 21, 2009 2:09:23 GMT -5
This was getting irritating.. though he quickly came up with another plan. If she was going to keep dodging the blows like that and then retaliate when he struck, maybe there was way to take advantage of that. Putting back up his transparency, but this time remaining perfectly visible, he rushed over to her and acted as if he attempted to poke her in the same spot on her side that he had attempted to hit earlier. However, he was going to aim to miss.
OOC: He still is transparent. Of course you shouldn't know that.
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Post by serraskai on Nov 21, 2009 2:21:32 GMT -5
The man appeared, which saved Millica the time and effort of locating him. He was standing right by where she had been moments ago- she smirked a little at the thought of having dodged his attack without so much as knowing.
When he charged her, she was ready for it- ducking out of the way of his attack (without the slightest idea that it was meant to miss) she brought her entire body below the level oh his arms and allowed his momentum to force him into the blade of her weapon. Of course she didn't rely on that, and pressed it forward in hopes of violently gutting her opponent and ending this as fast as she could.
Vacantly she noticed that her stomach and back were cold where he'd destroyed her shirt. What a prick.
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Post by Angel on Nov 21, 2009 2:36:45 GMT -5
The blade of course charged through empty space but he knew that's the way it would be. The second his fingers had moved forward, he positioned his body to jump.. uncaring of her reaction when it happened again. Jumping with his enhanced speed, he attempted to slam one of his moving feet against her face. Aiming for a space behind her neck in case she tried to duck.. at this angle it was mostly unavoidable since he was sweeping from her right side. also this time giving it the parasitic boost.
If it somehow missed and didn't blast her away, he planned on using the momentum from the kick to propel himself in that direction, attempting his best to dodge any retaliation. He wished he had more souls.. this strategy in Angel's body was so lacking. Once he got stronger.. he would be unstoppable.
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Post by serraskai on Nov 21, 2009 3:22:16 GMT -5
Throwing her body to away from the man's retaliation hadn't been enough. It had hadn't taken even a moment to register that the blade wasn't connecting properly, but for a Kerensky that fraction of an instant was all it took.
But she knew that even with all her preternatural agility she still couldn't fully avoid a counter attack. If she ducked, it would hit her forehead- and with her current energy level so drained the results would be disastrous. She had no time to jump left or right, but there was a trick to be had.
Leaning to the side enough to put her direct face out of the way of the attack and standing slightly to raise her armor, she took the impact of the strike square in the shoulder where sufficient armor would hopefully protect her, but the attack still sent her toppling head-over heels.
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Post by Angel on Nov 21, 2009 3:45:48 GMT -5
Kaimu stood in place. taking a few deep breathes. He cursed his lungs for finally starting to get tired. However, now wasn't the time for it. He chased after her body that had been sent toppling over and attempting to kick her again.
This time however, he finally used the storage of air/wind based elemental magic he had been storing during the fight (since it wasn't exactly windy, it was a bit harder to condense it) and applied to to his kick.. not only would this amplify the blow due to the swirling winds it was creating, if he it missed, the wind would probably still be enough to strike her as his kick released it form it's storage and sent it blasting at her. She was on the ropes, he knew this. A few more kicks, or if this one would hit.. then this could be decided.. hopefully. His body, even if alien and enhanced to be able to withstand long battles, was getting a bit tired from the speed and energy eradication over use.
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Post by serraskai on Nov 21, 2009 22:21:23 GMT -5
Millica, gathering herself all at once, saw her opponent shooting at her and implemented her own plan.
With her opponent rocketing at her, she had mere moments to put her plan into action, but that was more than enough for whatever was left of her energy stores to put in a last-ditch effort.
It began with a ball of blinding light, which she place in front of her at eye-level rather hastily. With it in place, her movements would be obscured until her opponent touched it, where it would simply dispel and refuse him any energy he sought to gain from it. With a leap, she placed herself above him but behind the light, slashing downward in a wide arc as he passed with hopes of ending this here and now.
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Post by Angel on Nov 21, 2009 23:11:41 GMT -5
Kaimu was not a fool. The only reason you would use such an attack is to hide your movements. Also, she once again had assumed she was fighting a human being. Yes, he light had hidden her movements.. somewhat. He felt that she clearly didn't recognize that he was of a different species and would act and be different than a human being. His eyes definitely didn't close due to the intense light, and it was near blinding.. but not fully so.
His eyes apparently seemed to under some Miosis-like process (though the actual usage was more like his lenses just having their white balance adjusted. lol) , and even though he couldn't see the movements clearly due to his lack of need for such a genetic ability he saw enough to see her disappear. It wasn't really enough to show where she had gone, but her legs, furtherest from the eye level she had set it to, disappearing was enough to give him enough a head start, and then obviously not seeing her to the left or right made him sure. Using that wind energy, instead of hoping it would help apply to his kick.. he did what was his back up plan, using the wind energy itself. Releasing it in a small, swirling mini-tornado that was sure would last a few moments in front of him. Then, owing to the fact that he hadn't used his Soul Energy Bank in a while, he under did his so far obvious defensive technique, hoping that she was going to slam right into his mass of swirling winds.
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