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11/30/2015 10:57:56 AM
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[i] He does as he's motioned to, inspecting her armor as he follows. Either the guns are just for show, or she's a jack of all trades, master of some, he thinks.[/i]
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[i]She heads back to the humvee, and gets in, waiting for you to follow, all without saying a word.[/i]
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[i] He follows, wondering why she wasn't exactly a chatterbox. she did work for venom, which could be the explanation, but his pinpoint instincts thought it may be something else.[/i]
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[i]She drives out to an old warehouse, quite some distance from the main runways, and ends up on the opposite side of the base. A large scrapyard full of damaged and destroyed vehicles sits off to the right of a huge warehouse. She drives the humvee right up to the building, and parks along the side. Climbing out, she gestures for you to follow as she enters the storeroom floor.[/i]
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[i] He follows, readjusting the swords at his hip as he trails her into the warehouse.[/i]
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[i]The place is old, littered with scrap metal and shipping crates. Catwalks line the structure, crisscrossing overhead. Very little light percolates the metal structure, leaving it relatively dark. Within seconds, Ashe is gone without a trace.[/i]
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[i] Lance, out of years of habit and instinct, draws his Dragon Blade, holding it out to his side.[/i]
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[i]In seconds, his legs are swept from under him, and his sword is kicked away. The assailant is unseen and unheard, save for them dropping Lance.[/i]
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[i] Lance does a kip-up, landing on his feet and rearming himself with his sword. He draws his second one, Savior, leaving the all black Demon's Heart the only one remaining. Lance slowly turns in a complete circle, emptying his mind of all thoughts, shutting down completely into his own thoughts and his blades. I know she's good, she works for Schrader, he thinks. But I haven't trained 15 years to be made a fool of. He grips his swords, crouching low into a combat stance and preparing himself.[/i]
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[i]A shot, suppressed, hits him in the back of the knee, and moments later, a foot connects with the back of his head.[/i]
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[i] The bullet brings him to one knee, the armor protecting him from any real damage. The foot sends him sprawling, but he plants one hand on the concrete and gracefully spins, onto his feet. He stands back up, facing his attacker, and half expecting for no one to be there.[/i]
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[i]Ashe's figure flickers before him, and she draws one of her katanas, and locks it with yours, drawing sparks.[/i]
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Edited by Will: 11/30/2015 10:06:48 PM[i] He gives ground, letting her press the advantage as he lets her katana slide off his, doing a 180 spin and swinging out with both swords.[/i]
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[i]Drawing her second, she catches both of them in a shower of sparks again, and kicks him in the stomach.[/i]
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[i] The armor takes most of the blow, but forces Lance to give a little ground. He places one foot back. Let's amp up the speed, he thinks. His figure blurs where he stands, and suddenly he stands behind Ashe, swinging a diagonal cut with both swords at her with phenomenal speed.[/i]
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[i]She rolls under him, and pops a flashbang grenade in his face, and she disappears.[/i]
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[i] He shakes the spots out of his eyes, and letting the ringing in his ears fall to a dull buzz.[/i] "Well that's no fun." [i] He says out loud.[/i]
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Neither is war. [i]With that, a pommel smacked him in the back of the head.[/i]
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[i] He hears the voice and is able to react fast enough, dodging the hilt of her sword, ducking and turning, swinging upwards with a diagonal slice of his sword, Savior.[/i]
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[i]The sword hits her stomach, and she slides back. Rushing, she kicks him in the side of the jaw.[/i]
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[i] He throws both swords up vertically, blocking the kick, shoving it away.[/i]
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[i]She staggers back, and sheathes one katana, and with almost inhuman speed, she unleashes three throwing knives, all gliding towards your head.[/i]
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[i] He cross blocks with Savior, a hardlight shield protecting him and bouncing the knives off. He then straightens his posture, moving the Dragon Blade to his mouth and clamping the hilt in his teeth, simultaneously unsheathing The Demon's Heart, the armor not yet forming over him. Lance stands, his two blades vertical and the third horizontally behind them.[/i] "I hope you've never seen a Santoryu user before, otherwise my attempt to impress you will be for naught." [i] He grins, speaking around the hilt of his sword.[/i]
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[i]She says nothing, and fires her MP5 at the sword in your mouth, the force of the bullets impacting jarring it loose. She sends another barrage at you and then disappears again.[/i]
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[i] He quickly rearms himself with it, the blade in his mouth, it's edge now charged with plasma, as Savior sported a hardlight edge.[/i]
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[i]From the catwalk above, a single grenade drops in front of you, and erupts with a deep pulse. EMP. Your swords lose their electronic capability, and your armor is temporarily sent offline.[/i]
