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originally posted in:The New Dojo
9/13/2016 3:15:40 PM
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Ling Defaln was striding around in a Dojo Courtyard, the cherry blossom tree to his left.
His usual black overcoat had the [i]Aquila[/i] of the Imperium branded on its back. His Inquisitor Brooch was pinned on his left shoulder, it was perfectly clean.
However something was bothering the somewhat active Inquisitor. He had nothing to do while he was stuck here in this heretical Dojo...Perhaps he could fight someone.
Ling's Hazel eyes shifted left to right and he spoke.
"I seek out a fight!"
He exclaimed loudly, surely to get someone's attention.
[spoiler]Open for Testing him for a fight.[/spoiler]
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*throws a rock at his head* Punk.
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BrandRobKusBramd - old
*You hear an interesting sound behind you as a man seems to form from the ground behind you* You wanna fight? Alright then. *Upon closer inspection, the man has blazing crimson eyes. His hair color is indeterminable because it is under his mask. He seems thin, about 5'10, unlike many Dojo members here, who are tall, strong and could appear to snap him like a toothpick. But he is stronger than he looks, as he places his hand on his back, and a magnificent blade forms. It is four and a half feet long, and dark blue. It seems to be a mix of a katana and a broadsword. When fully formed, ominous emerald green flames dance around the blade, glowing slightly* Who are you though? -
"I am Lord Inquisitor Ling Defaln of the Ordo Malleus, Demonhunters if you will. However, even though I have yet to see any beings of The Warp make their presence here I must stay in peak condition, meaning I want to fight." Ling replied, unsheathing his own blade a Longsword around 5,0. It looked like a simple blade, but clearly it had something more ominous about it. One would then notice the wiring and strange technology at the hilt, Ling activated it and his blade got a blue electrical glow. "This is called a Power Sword, it is essentially a normal blade with technology powerful enough to cut through nearly anything, but as a courtesy it is on low power mode so it will not cut yours in two." He explained carefully, eyeing Mortar's stance for any openings. "May I request a set of rules first?"
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Your sword is impressive, sir. I haven't seen much of the Warp either, and I'm a different type of demon, so I'm safe. *He pauses a minute before speaking* Rules? Basically no killing the one you're fighting. I'm in a rough patch with my father so if I die he steals my soul. *He nervously chuckles before continuing* Rule two: Do NOT piss of the Deity. Those are the only two rules. -
"I was thinking more of the Set rules for this fight only. But fine I want to add my own challenge to this. No magic or guns. I don't get to use my Bolt Pistol since I lack magic and you don't get to use any magic or guns, is this acceptable?" Ling explained, gripping his blade tighter.
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He smiles under his mask as he takes his plasma sniper off his back and tosses it aside* Sure. -
Ling took his Bolt Pistol from his holster and placed it down on the ground. "Do you not have any respect for weapons?" He said, referencing Mortar's action of just tossing his rifle to the side. "Let's just start actually." Ling got in a defensive stance with his sword, holding it with both hands on its handle.
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
I hold the most respect for the weapon that I've used the most. I hold respect for all of them, just some more than others. *He gets into a defensive stance, beginning to slowly circle you, watching your every move, no matter how small* -
"But you still just threw a rifle to the ground!" Ling said, doing a diagonal slash towards Mortars legs with his left hand holding the blade.
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He jumps back quickly* I didn't throw it! I just lightly tossed it aside, onto that picnic bench. *He tackles you in an attempt to disarm you* -
Ling jumped to the side, landing on his chest and using his legs to trip Mortar in his sprint to tackle him. "Fine, you tossed it to the side! But you couldn't just walk to place it down on the bench?"
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*With an "Oof!" He rolls on the ground and quickly gets up* Can we not discuss this while we're fighting!? *He begins to circle you once more* -
"Well then it would just be boring grunting! That's no fun indeed!" Ling said getting up and turning to watch Mortar. "Doing the same thing are we? Fine." Ling threw his blade at Mortar, not intending for it to hit him but as a simple distraction. The Inquisitor then charged forward, fists clenched to do a punch.
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He notices that the sword is only used as a distraction and keeps his eyes on you, eventually jumping to the side a few seconds before you can punch him and kneeing you in the back* -
"Agh! Fücking asshole!" Ling said as he yet again landed on the ground. Quickly rolling away on his side he again got up. The Inquisitor charged forward in a sprint to tackle Mortar.
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
Hey, least I didn't stab ya! *He runs backwards to try to gain distance but you run faster forwards and successfully tackle him. He grunts as he knees your gut, then slams the hilt of his blade into your forehead* -
Ling yelped in pain and kneed Mortar's groin, reeling back from the sword hit he rolled off Mortar.
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BrandRobKus
Bramd - old
*He rolls off of him after being kneed* Damn, are your kneecaps metallic? *He instantly begins to circle you again* -
[b]A Knight approaches him, wielding a greatsword [/b] "You will get what you seek."
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Ling unsheathed his own blade, a Longsword from the looks of it. Except it had some wiring and technology on it. The blade got a blue electric hue, signifying the blade was more than it seemed as it was held by Ling's right hand. "Fine. No guns?"
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"No. No guns." [b]He readied himself, getting into a defensive position [/b]
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Ling took off his overcoat, revealing his Carapace armor and grey long sleeved shirt. On his left hip lied his Bolt Pistol, securely holstered. "Then we shall start." Ling ran forward, doing a downwards slash with his blade aimed for the Knights legs
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[b]The Knight jumped backwards, holding his sword with one hand and throwing a punch with his other. It was aimed for your face[/b]
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Ling quickly ducked down to successfully avoid the punch, he countered with a sweep to the Knights legs in a attempt to trip him up. Ling was analyzing the fighters style, to see for any openings.
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[b]The Knight, after having missed the punch grabbed the back of your head and kneed you, in the stomach He stumbled back as your kick hit his leg [/b]
