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12/1/2015 4:11:00 AM
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[i]A kick hits you in the deadleg, and the hilt of a sword slams into your neck, as she uncloaks behind you.[/i]
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[i] Lance is sent sliding, getting up and limping.[/i] "Alright, we can do that." [i] He pushes his body to almost maximum speed, blurring next to Ashe, and swinging the three swords at her midsection.[/i]
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[i]Dodging the first two, the third hits her and sends her backwards into a crate. She recovers after a moment, and holds her katana steady, watching you, silently.[/i]
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[i] Lance has quit with the grinning and smirks. And is all fight mode now. His figure blurs once again, and suddenly he is in the air above her, swinging down on her with his triple swords.[/i]
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[i]She slides between his legs and using his own momentum, she kicks him hard in the spine, sending him face-first into the container.[/i]
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[i] He makes contact with the container, but the next second he's in front of her, stabbing at her chest. He's moving like a demon hellbent on revenge.[/i]
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[i]She parries with him, her mask expressionless, her motion fluid. Suddenly, she cracks him in the nose with her MP5, and then holsters it. Bringing her hand back up, she catches his right hand, and twists his shoulder and arm to the point of near-dislocation.[/i]
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[i] He does a backflip, untwisting his arm and breaking her hold on his forearm. He slashes horizontally with his swords, aiming for her torso.[/i]
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[i]She parries again, her smaller frame sliding back as she does so.[/i]
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[i] Lance, reaching back with his arms and head, his muscles coiling like a cobra ready to strike, (ya like that one? Hehe) he lets out an insane flurry of blows, his swords raining down with insane speed.[/i]
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[i]She continues to parry, moving back as she does so, eventually using her momentum to break from the fight, and she then draws one of her FN 5.7s, and begins unloading at your hands, an attempt to force your weapons from your hands.[/i]
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[i] He drops the two swords, putting the dragon blade in his right hand, from his mouth. He lunges at her, stabbing multiple times.[/i]
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[i]She slides out of his way gracefully, and continues firing until the magazine is empty, and then reloads.[/i]
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[i] He manages to dodge most of the bullets with graceful speed, as he attacks her hands with phenomenal speed, attempting to disarm her.[/i]
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[i]She drops the pistol, but as he swings, she catches his sword between her palms, and sweeps his legs out from under him.[/i]
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[i] He falls on his back, breathing heavily and raises his hands in surrender.[/i] "You got me."
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[i]She finally speaks, her voice quiet.[/i] You've quite skilled, Lance. It's been some time since I've fought someone of your caliber.
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"I'll make sure to go 100% next time." [i] He winks, trying to charm this quiet girl, still on his back looking up at her.[/i]
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[i]She offers a hand to pick you up.[/i] Not from around here, are you?
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[i] He takes it, standing up and collecting his swords, sheathing them with a twirl and a fancy fashion.[/i] "No, I'm not."
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Figures. Nick's recruit, from Paranorm, right?
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[i] He raises his eyebrows.[/i] "I presume Nick is Crow? And yeah, I'm from Paranorm."
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Yeah. I'm rather used to the civilian side of things, as far as military work. The actual fighting's been one hell of a jump.
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[i] He nods.[/i] "So I guess you're one of the newer ones here?"
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I guess. The others were all in the field when I was hired, aside from Wolfe. [i]Her tone hardens a bit with the mention of that name.[/i]
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[i] He raises his eyebrows.[/i] "Sounds like you aren't exactly Blackjack's biggest fan." [i] He says, sitting on a crate and barely making out her figure in the dark.[/i]
