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Post by Pitman on Oct 28, 2012 14:20:16 GMT -6
Ven soon was shaken but he ignored the man's voice thinking the only way to beat him was to defeat this man. Suddenly heard a silent crack, quickly he jumped forward to dodge the attack, sadly it wasn't in time as the attack managed to hit him in his underarm and hip. He felt pain like no other felt before worst then when he was first learning how to fight. He turned quickly but he almost fell in place as he did. Going to his utility belt he took out a few shuriken and threw them toward behind and prepared himself with his katana.
"Fuck... what was that?! The silent sound almost impossible to pick up if I didn't...", Ven soon muttered.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 28, 2012 14:29:54 GMT -6
It would seem the harlequin are not the only ones with great acrobatics. The man managed to get up and over Ven before he could turn. Sticking the landing with the same stealthy as before, turning to deliver a strike to Ven's jaw that could turn bone into mush.
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Post by Pitman on Oct 28, 2012 15:30:05 GMT -6
Ven soon managed to notice it just in time as he used his katana to slash at the incoming attack just barely in time. It still pushed him back as his hip alerted in pain and it was hard to hold position with his now weakened left arm.
"Your good... an assassination type I see. What is your game huh?! Attacking nobles at random are you out to wipe us out for no reason or something else you have in mind?!!", Ven soon asked as he countered with his hilt to kick the incoming punch to do a slash at the man.
Ven's movements were hindered by the damaged already done and his Katana itself rattled which meant it wouldn't last too long. His attacks though sluggish now still look like the Way of the Blazing Roze minus the quick speed it normally had. Still he knew he didn't have much time as if this continued Ven would most likely die. Without his Power Armor this fight was determined before it even began.
'Ben you better get the fuck here soon!!'
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Post by Carlos on Oct 28, 2012 15:51:53 GMT -6
"You're pretty fast for some clown from Avenor. Just like that bitch back then, I would have defeated her if it weren't for all those Imperial cronies," Ismael said after the katana glanced his arm, sending sparks flying into the air. When Ven tried to strike with the hilt of his blade, Ismael aimed for a powerful strike directly to the hand holding the hilt, in the hopes of smashing the bones.
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Post by Pitman on Oct 28, 2012 16:00:40 GMT -6
'Wait did he say..?! Oh fuck!!'
Ven couldn't stop the incoming attack at least he threw his katana to his wounded left arm but his right soon was smashed with a force Ven couldn't believe was possible. Pain, that is all he felt was pain that he never felt before as he jumped back with his right arm down and his left arm barely holding on his katana.
Ven couldn't believe what was happening this man though sicking was at least a genius no a prodigy at what he does. The attacks he never seen before it even overwhelmed his own technique though not even remotely close to completed. Ven soon remembered what Director Claude Veracruz said, 'This is nothing normal no it is more of a nightmare in living flesh indeed.'
Ven figured out this man must be from 50 years ago and he said bitch?! It must of been his grandmother he is talking about! This was bad if his grandmother had a tough time defeating him and needed help how could he. He was mentally shaken feeling like a foolish idiot coming into the Lion's Den.
"Grandmother how did you ever beat this guy?", Ven asked no one only to himself though he could he heard.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 28, 2012 20:14:11 GMT -6
"You're a few years shy of that bitch's blade," Spat the bald Ismael with a grin as he cracked his neck. "She wasn't a coward for one. Not let anyone else die, even if it cost her, you're nothing but a shadow."
Ismael broke out into uncontrollable laughter. Suddenly breaking toward Ven head on. This time lashing out with both hands. One was a double strike, the other a bone crusher, but it would be impossible to tell without having studied the particular art yourself at a master level.
If the bone crusher were delivered to soft tissue it can cause numerous ruptures that would require the care of a skilled surgeon.
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Post by Pitman on Oct 28, 2012 21:50:50 GMT -6
Ven was staggering to prepare himself breathing hard he soon look as Ismael continue to taunt him. As he moved Ven readied his katana. Sadly he was too quick the attack hit hard feeling rupture come out as blood came out of his mouth as he fell back to the ground. He was still alive though as he looked at the shadow towering over him.
'Damn it... this guy is skilled. He is right my grandmother was better but my own is not even completed. Damn it is this how far I can go? Will my older brother's will end here? Damn it not yet I am not done yet!
Ven soon managed to make himself up even has blood came out and Ven looked it in massive pain.
"I am not done yet!", Ven said with what will power he had left.
Unknown to anyone a sound of an air bike was heard.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 29, 2012 19:00:03 GMT -6
"I am. You're not worth dirtying my boots," Ismael said with a cackle as placed both hands in his pockets and started to walk away from Ven. Two large rotund clowns with chainsaw in each hand came out of the darkness. Not far off the ring master stepped just into the rim of the light. The laughter of several harlequin echoed from somewhere in the darkness.
"Only heroes warrant my killing," remarked Ismael in a low tone.
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Post by Pitman on Oct 29, 2012 23:45:49 GMT -6
Ven continued to stand but just standing took everything out of him. Looking before him he saw and heard what Ismael said.
'I guess this is it... this is how far I could go brother. He is right I am no hero only a arrogant noble who is about to be put down. Maybe it will be for the best I was never meant for anything.'
Just as Ven accepted his fate a loud crash can be heard as a heavy power armor landed right in the front of Ven.
"Meant for heroes eh? Sorry to interrupt you all but I just could seat idle!", Ben soon said out of his power armor with The Avenor Griffin shown on his chest.
"About fucking time Ben... ", Ven manage to say.
"Why am I not surprised you went after the one who killed Karli on your own. Then again you always do this!!", Ben said angrily.
"Heh I can not stay out of trouble... by the way the guy over there he is fists based and moves fast. I say he is more cyborg then human.", Ven soon added.
"Oh? Another martial artist I at least this one is ugly unlike the last one.", Ben soon commented.
Ben soon pointed toward Ismael beginning his theme music.
"Oi Oi Oi! Beating my cousin is unforgivable but more importantly. I am the only one allowed to beat the living shit out of him! Frankenbolts!!", Ben soon shouted.
'Why am I not surprised?' Ven thought.
"Ben of all names you can think of... frankenbolts?!", Ven asked.
"Yes it is an awesome name!", Ben soon said.
"Its lame!!", Ven shouted back.
"No its not see here!!", Ben soon said aiming his forearm toward the group and fired... a flashbang.
The flash blinded all as anyone would notice Ven and Ben were gone.
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Post by Carlos on Oct 30, 2012 12:13:25 GMT -6
Ismael rolled his eyes as the two bantered back and forth. Until they finally made good their escape.
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Post by Carlos on Nov 8, 2012 11:46:23 GMT -6
Mica sat with his back to the wall of roof entrance. A duffel bag and some crates were nearby. It was very early in the morning. And because of the malfunctioning weather system on the planet, it had rained all last night, now the morning was quite cold. That's why he was wearing an military overcoat. His brother probably have worn some fancy thermal suit that wipes your ass for you. But this suited Mica just fine.
Some incoherent mumbling came over his earpiece. "I dunno, I haven't heard from Ven ten, but uhh..I wouldn't be surprised if he doesn't show. Guy seemed like a real pussy," He replied with a quiet laugh.
An incoherent murmur and what could be construed as a laugh followed.
Mica sighed, his breath visible before his eyes. "We'll give him a few more minutes. Then we'll start without him."
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Post by Pitman on Nov 8, 2012 19:48:03 GMT -6
Ben soon arrived with his Power Armor on at the meeting point but he wasn't alone.
"Well looks like I made it in time, sorry took so long I brought help.", Ben soon said pointing behind him.
'More like recruiting the devil but still...'
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Post by Rabite on Nov 8, 2012 20:03:57 GMT -6
James stops his men with a hand signal, looking at the few in front of him, he turns to Ben.
"So, I'll assume these would be the other morons that decided to fight without using their brains. Or maybe I should just let you guys try and deal with the problems on your own?"
James himself is actually a bit confuse that why don't they think about that, unless they think their own pride is more important than human lives, in that case then he'll look down on them as mindless orcs.
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Post by Carlos on Nov 8, 2012 20:44:16 GMT -6
Mica hopped onto his feet and looked James over as he listened to him. "Rah'ight" Mica said with a quick swipe of his nose and then turned to look in the direction of the carnival tent. "Sar, get setup."
Marching over to the nearby crate, a kick of his boot throws the lid open, from it he retrieves an RPG launcher with warhead. Going over to the lip of roof, bracing a foot on the ridge, "Ease!"
With that the warhead sped away leaving a thin vapor trail. It streaked right into the tent and caused an explosion large enough to completely destroy it. However from among the burning remaining Ismael and his ilk emerged. About a hundred asylum inmates armed with all manner of bladed and blunt weapons. Three dozen harlequins. The ringmaster who rode a top some kind of cybernetic elephant. And an assortment of rotund clowns wielding chainsaws, heavy machine guns, and even automatic grenade launchers.
Sarganus was on a roof parallel to the one Mica and the others were on. He'd setup an autocannon and was just now bolting it to the ground. Quickly swinging it about, depressing the trigger, it roared into life.
Mica reloaded his RPG as he looked down the targeting device. Zooming in on Ismael. Who was already closing the distance with the foot of the building. Realizing this, Mica fired it straight down, the explosion of which rocked the building.
However Ismael had lept up and was carried into the sky by the explosion. Deftly climbing up the face of the building by simply digging his cybernetic fingers into it. Surprisingly closing the distance of the tall building.
"Hmm, fucker's fast," Mica said as he peered down. Then tossed three grenades down the side of the building. Quickly he planted something on the ridge of the building and grabbed his duffle bag. "Run motha'fkas!"
Ismael wasn't the only one heading to the building. The harlequin were scaling the building from the sides. While the asylum inmates were flooding into the building.
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Post by Pitman on Nov 8, 2012 21:11:24 GMT -6
Ben looked at the result which he was sort of not surprised.
"I keep forgetting these type of people like to use big explosions to get their way...", Ben soon muttered as he saw the result.
Just then he saw Mica put some- 'Oh shit!!'
Ben instead of following Mica quickly moved to the another direction wondering how they were going to fight all these people.
"Why do they love explosions?", Ben soon commented as he moved to another roof, as he took out a crossbow that fired bolts at high speed toward some of the inmates.
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