10-13-2015, 08:07 AM
"Gah, shit!"
He stumbled and had to brace his fall or eat a mouthful of dirt. Unfortunately, in blind-reflex mode as he was, he chose to break his fall with the same hand that had just eaten a bullet. The curse of pain that spewed from his mouth was positively incendiary, and he ended up on the ground anyway, his injured hand clutched tightly against his chest. "God damn this shit is getting old..."
He scrabbled in the dirt for his lightsaber with his uninjured hand, and his fingers found it as he managed to get his feet under him. He staggered to his feet just as mean green clambered upright. "Alright, so...I was a little harsh there...you're not so bad with that gun, jolly green...you sure got me good."
"And you...you just never run out of tricks, do you?" Ballad growled in response. He hefted his pickaxe in both hands, staring intensely at Adam. It made the young Heir of Time flinch and shrink back from the angry green man.
Adam sighed, bringing his lightsaber up into a ready stance. "Well...let's get this over and done with."
"Couldn't agree more." Ballad leaned forward, looking ready to pounce.
And they both slowly circled, looking for an opening.
Adam took a quick step in, but Ballad only shifted his stance, holding that blasted pickaxe up yo easily intercept a coming blow.
Adam was forced to back off.
"Think, Adam, think. You can get past this vegetable lookin' fuck..." It wasn't going to be easy. He'd need to either straight up outspeed Ballad, or leave himself open intentionally for a feint and hope to god he was quick enough to exploit the opening Ballad might leave when HE took a swing. Then again, he would always just...
"Let's see how this works..."
Adam took a step back, and then another, earning a confused look from Ballad. Adam only smiled, with a look that suggested he knew something Ballad didn't. "Got one more trick up my sleeve, pal." And then he immediately kicked off, up into the air. It looked like a spectacular leap, easily a dozen feet up, but then he just stopped. He hung there for a moment before he darted down, lightsaber held at the ready.
The red blade of energy met the haft of Ballad's pickaxe. There was a resounding clang, and the winter-weather clad green skinned man was forced back half a step, but otherwise held his ground, his scowl growing more intensely. "This...flying thing...is really getting old!" he growled, shoving back against the deadlock.
"Yeah, yeah, bite me...!" Adam snarled right back. But he was already seeing this wasn't going to work. The initial strike had given him the advantage, but he could already feel it: mean green was stronger than he was, probably even if he was using both arms. He wasn't going to be able to just push this through with brute strength. He needed to do something...
He felt a flash of pain in his knee, startling him enough to let up on his efforts to resist being pushed back. He was shoved back, and Ballad promptly planted a snow-covered boot right into Adam's kneecap, the jolt of very real pain once again shocking him into a rough landing, his un-kicked leg hitting the ground first, his injured hand clutching his aching knee.
"The fuck...was that?" He was more confused than anything at this point, too out of his head to let the pain debilitate him. It felt just like when...
Time.
He was recovering his powers, that was the only explanation.
Another flash of movement and a spark of a sharp, crushing pain in the back of his head drove a spike of panic into his gut, and he hit the deck in a rough tumble, flopping ass over elbows forward and away, and no sooner did he move than the ground where he'd just been sitting was smashed open by Ballad's pickaxe, the heavy metal tool driving frighteningly easy into the earth. Ballad's eyes were firmly affixed on Adam. "Lucky move there...thought I had you."
"I thought you had me too..." Adam mumbled, more surprised than ever. But he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. "But I guess I'm just that much of a lucky bastard." He grinned, and brought his lightsaber up into a ready stance. "Carry on."
He stumbled and had to brace his fall or eat a mouthful of dirt. Unfortunately, in blind-reflex mode as he was, he chose to break his fall with the same hand that had just eaten a bullet. The curse of pain that spewed from his mouth was positively incendiary, and he ended up on the ground anyway, his injured hand clutched tightly against his chest. "God damn this shit is getting old..."
He scrabbled in the dirt for his lightsaber with his uninjured hand, and his fingers found it as he managed to get his feet under him. He staggered to his feet just as mean green clambered upright. "Alright, so...I was a little harsh there...you're not so bad with that gun, jolly green...you sure got me good."
"And you...you just never run out of tricks, do you?" Ballad growled in response. He hefted his pickaxe in both hands, staring intensely at Adam. It made the young Heir of Time flinch and shrink back from the angry green man.
Adam sighed, bringing his lightsaber up into a ready stance. "Well...let's get this over and done with."
"Couldn't agree more." Ballad leaned forward, looking ready to pounce.
And they both slowly circled, looking for an opening.
Adam took a quick step in, but Ballad only shifted his stance, holding that blasted pickaxe up yo easily intercept a coming blow.
Adam was forced to back off.
"Think, Adam, think. You can get past this vegetable lookin' fuck..." It wasn't going to be easy. He'd need to either straight up outspeed Ballad, or leave himself open intentionally for a feint and hope to god he was quick enough to exploit the opening Ballad might leave when HE took a swing. Then again, he would always just...
"Let's see how this works..."
Adam took a step back, and then another, earning a confused look from Ballad. Adam only smiled, with a look that suggested he knew something Ballad didn't. "Got one more trick up my sleeve, pal." And then he immediately kicked off, up into the air. It looked like a spectacular leap, easily a dozen feet up, but then he just stopped. He hung there for a moment before he darted down, lightsaber held at the ready.
The red blade of energy met the haft of Ballad's pickaxe. There was a resounding clang, and the winter-weather clad green skinned man was forced back half a step, but otherwise held his ground, his scowl growing more intensely. "This...flying thing...is really getting old!" he growled, shoving back against the deadlock.
"Yeah, yeah, bite me...!" Adam snarled right back. But he was already seeing this wasn't going to work. The initial strike had given him the advantage, but he could already feel it: mean green was stronger than he was, probably even if he was using both arms. He wasn't going to be able to just push this through with brute strength. He needed to do something...
He felt a flash of pain in his knee, startling him enough to let up on his efforts to resist being pushed back. He was shoved back, and Ballad promptly planted a snow-covered boot right into Adam's kneecap, the jolt of very real pain once again shocking him into a rough landing, his un-kicked leg hitting the ground first, his injured hand clutching his aching knee.
"The fuck...was that?" He was more confused than anything at this point, too out of his head to let the pain debilitate him. It felt just like when...
Time.
He was recovering his powers, that was the only explanation.
Another flash of movement and a spark of a sharp, crushing pain in the back of his head drove a spike of panic into his gut, and he hit the deck in a rough tumble, flopping ass over elbows forward and away, and no sooner did he move than the ground where he'd just been sitting was smashed open by Ballad's pickaxe, the heavy metal tool driving frighteningly easy into the earth. Ballad's eyes were firmly affixed on Adam. "Lucky move there...thought I had you."
"I thought you had me too..." Adam mumbled, more surprised than ever. But he wasn't going to look a gift horse in the mouth. "But I guess I'm just that much of a lucky bastard." He grinned, and brought his lightsaber up into a ready stance. "Carry on."
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