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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
8/7/2016 12:03:44 AM
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[spoiler]Slashing your chest. Sending you back.
Hitting you from behind with a rock [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]How the hell do you manage that when your jaw got pummeled with a hunk of carbon fiber and metal AFTER your knee was sliced open?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Well the slash would be simple, just cut at your chest. Sending you back would be a gust of wind, which I used before. And then the rock would be an elemental ability [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]That's not-... Ok...[/spoiler] He managed to avoid the slash, and remembered the choreography of when the girl was preparing for a wind strike. He dashed to the side like a gazelle, the wind only fluttering his coat. He grabbed her wrist, spun her around and faced her towards the rock.
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[b]The rock stopped short, Exploding into grains as they assaulted your eyes [/b]
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Being that Meta was behind you, the assault was on your eyes. He punched your spine hard, flipping you over his shoulder.
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[b]She landed hard on the ground, sinking into it as rocks propelled themselves at you [/b]
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Meta dashed and avoided the rocks. She melted into the ground, hm... Meta stabbed his sword into the ground, cautiously pacing with his Glock at the ready.
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[b]The sword gets caught in the ground as she stands several feet away stumbling [/b]
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In her stumbled state, Meta fired his Glock, aimed for non-lethal strikes on her legs.
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[b]They once again stopped short [/b] "Seems you forgot about the Projectile Barrier." [b]She chuckles as the bullets return to you, hitting you in the legs[/b]
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Meta quickly dashed to the side, the bullets missing their target. One managed to graze his leg, but not too badly. He flipped his Gladuis in his hands and prepared.
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[b]Nora doesn't make any attempt to come at you [/b]
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Nor does he at you.
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[b]She waits [/b]
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He does the same.
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"Fine." [b]The group grabs onto your legs, making it impossible to move [/b]
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[spoiler]Im assuming you meant ground.[/spoiler] Meta seemed calm, as he stood completely still.
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[spoiler]Yeah that. [/spoiler] [b]The group continued upwards, now at your hips [/b]
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He remained still.
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[b]The ground continued, entirely covering you [/b]
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Meta did not move.
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"Shame." [b][b]Particles surrounded Nora, healing her wounds as the rock was pulled underground [/b][/b] "Twas a good fight." [spoiler]The lieutenants will review the fight [/spoiler]
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"I concur, miss." Meta was besides you, his wounds gone. "Let's hope the lieutenants judge fairly, eh?" He had a smile on his face.
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"Very interesting indeed. May I inquire as to how? An illusion most likely."
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"Nay. That was the real me and this is the real me. I just like toying with things. Like potential." He took out his note book and began to write in it with his pen. "This will take likely 3 pages if I try hard enough."
