06-17-2017, 07:47 AM
Fuck it. I'm going for it.
Everyone was distracted. Closest to me was Red and the ice chick had almost killed each other. Black was distracted with the fire chick. It was the perfect opening to join the party, and no one would even see me coming.
I tossed my bag to the side and equipped my longsword and shield on my right and left arms respectively. Then sprinted, full speed. I could afford to be reckless here, so I redistributed all my mana towards my strength and movement. My defences would have been a waste.
As I approached, Red managed to push himself onto his feet, yanking a shard of ice out of his leg. In the small glance I got, he looked more annoyed than angry - like he felt having to used his abilities on such a weak little girl was a waste. Said weak little girl was desperately trying right herself, fear showing through on her previously confident face.
Red opened his mouth, planning to speak.
Slam.
He fell backwards, my patchy shield colliding with his face as I swung my arm sideways. I'd like to think I also heard his nose breaking, but I couldn't be sure. He wasn't my main objective anyway.
Black was directly ahead now, gazing down at the blood soaked fairy - I had no idea why he looked so interested in her.
I kicked off a solid section of ground doubling my momentum and closing the remaining gap in an instant. For the second time today my shield slammed into someone, but in this instance, it had my whole mass braced behind it. My form was perfect. My shield was angled perfectly into the side of his body. But I didn't account for the raw amount of force in the collision.
Crack.
Something in my shield arm was broken. I'd need to look at it later, but it felt moveable enough. Sadly, the shock broke my stealth.
"Go help your friend. Thank me later." Leaving those words with Fire, I pushed forwards before she could give a response.
We should probably fight more defensively now.
I readied my guard, returning my magic to its safer distribution. Black was pulling himself out of a pile of rocks about twenty metres away. Maybe if I didn't pause I could have chased him down and gained another good hit on him. Still, I was mostly fresh and he was worn down. I should have the advantage here.
Don't underestimate this guy.
A hook flew past my head. I ignored it, assuming it would find its mark on a tree or rock somewhere behind me. I had seen this before, he would not catch me out with it. I considered hacking at the dangling cable with my sword briefly, before deciding the best option was for me to simply move to the side and let him come. If he wanted to get in close, that was great. Close combat was my speciality. One thing was clear, he was very pissed off.
He might have moved fast towards me, but I was still waiting for him. I swung downwards with my sword the moment he came in range. He blocked, catching the blow on his armoured forearm, and continued pivoting forwards aiming to slice forwards into my face with the blades under his wrists. I ducked and leant sideways, catching the razor-sharp pieces of metal on my shield. I winced in pain, then grinned trying to suppress the expression. One of his arms was locked against my sword. The other was now stuck against my shield. Utilising the gap this made, I kicked forwards as hard as I could and relaxed my arms.
My foot planted into his stomach pushing him back and freeing my sword - I may be a dick, but even I have the standards to not aim for a low blow. My arm slid smoothly out of the shield straps and reached back to my belt, drawing my shortsword while Black stumbled. I didn't expect to be using that arm much, but it could at least be useful for feints. Black then tore the circular clump or wood, leather, and metal off his arm.
Dammit. I'm going to have to fix that later.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the pair of us had drifted away from the drop site, so I shuffled backwards and sideways, edging towards it.
"Just leave. It's two versus three for you, at best. And even then, do you really think that Mr Red over there would spare a second thought about fighting you for the drop should you beat us?" I continued shuffling towards the drop, with Black following me. Both of us had our guards up, swords and gauntlets at the ready respectively.
Everyone was distracted. Closest to me was Red and the ice chick had almost killed each other. Black was distracted with the fire chick. It was the perfect opening to join the party, and no one would even see me coming.
I tossed my bag to the side and equipped my longsword and shield on my right and left arms respectively. Then sprinted, full speed. I could afford to be reckless here, so I redistributed all my mana towards my strength and movement. My defences would have been a waste.
As I approached, Red managed to push himself onto his feet, yanking a shard of ice out of his leg. In the small glance I got, he looked more annoyed than angry - like he felt having to used his abilities on such a weak little girl was a waste. Said weak little girl was desperately trying right herself, fear showing through on her previously confident face.
Red opened his mouth, planning to speak.
Slam.
He fell backwards, my patchy shield colliding with his face as I swung my arm sideways. I'd like to think I also heard his nose breaking, but I couldn't be sure. He wasn't my main objective anyway.
Black was directly ahead now, gazing down at the blood soaked fairy - I had no idea why he looked so interested in her.
I kicked off a solid section of ground doubling my momentum and closing the remaining gap in an instant. For the second time today my shield slammed into someone, but in this instance, it had my whole mass braced behind it. My form was perfect. My shield was angled perfectly into the side of his body. But I didn't account for the raw amount of force in the collision.
Crack.
Something in my shield arm was broken. I'd need to look at it later, but it felt moveable enough. Sadly, the shock broke my stealth.
"Go help your friend. Thank me later." Leaving those words with Fire, I pushed forwards before she could give a response.
We should probably fight more defensively now.
I readied my guard, returning my magic to its safer distribution. Black was pulling himself out of a pile of rocks about twenty metres away. Maybe if I didn't pause I could have chased him down and gained another good hit on him. Still, I was mostly fresh and he was worn down. I should have the advantage here.
Don't underestimate this guy.
A hook flew past my head. I ignored it, assuming it would find its mark on a tree or rock somewhere behind me. I had seen this before, he would not catch me out with it. I considered hacking at the dangling cable with my sword briefly, before deciding the best option was for me to simply move to the side and let him come. If he wanted to get in close, that was great. Close combat was my speciality. One thing was clear, he was very pissed off.
He might have moved fast towards me, but I was still waiting for him. I swung downwards with my sword the moment he came in range. He blocked, catching the blow on his armoured forearm, and continued pivoting forwards aiming to slice forwards into my face with the blades under his wrists. I ducked and leant sideways, catching the razor-sharp pieces of metal on my shield. I winced in pain, then grinned trying to suppress the expression. One of his arms was locked against my sword. The other was now stuck against my shield. Utilising the gap this made, I kicked forwards as hard as I could and relaxed my arms.
My foot planted into his stomach pushing him back and freeing my sword - I may be a dick, but even I have the standards to not aim for a low blow. My arm slid smoothly out of the shield straps and reached back to my belt, drawing my shortsword while Black stumbled. I didn't expect to be using that arm much, but it could at least be useful for feints. Black then tore the circular clump or wood, leather, and metal off his arm.
Dammit. I'm going to have to fix that later.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the pair of us had drifted away from the drop site, so I shuffled backwards and sideways, edging towards it.
"Just leave. It's two versus three for you, at best. And even then, do you really think that Mr Red over there would spare a second thought about fighting you for the drop should you beat us?" I continued shuffling towards the drop, with Black following me. Both of us had our guards up, swords and gauntlets at the ready respectively.
Quote:Black = Batman. Fire = Clownpiece. Red = Dante. Ice = Cirno. (Dane doesn't know your names, so he creates consistent aliases). All coloured writing represents Dane's thoughts.
Dane starts concealed by stealth. Stats are: 5 ATK, 0 DEF, 5 SPD, 1 TEC.
Dante gets hit by Dane's shield (more of a staggering blow than anything really hard).
Batman gets hit by the shield with Dane being square on and using burst movement. So 120mph shield bash (2x cheetah speed).
Dane's arm gets fractured somewhere between his shoulder and elbow from the impact.
Dane's stealth falls from the damage taken.
Dane switches forms (both are cosmetically the same) to 1 ATK, 2 DEF, 3 SPD, 5 TEC.
Batman gets up and uses grapple gun to close the distance (he's under the effects of Clownpiece's Lampad's Torch so is less rational and more impulsive - i.e. won't try to attack from a distance).
Batman gets his gaunlet blades stuck on Dane's shield.
Dane kicks batman.
Dane loses his shield, and starts fighting with his two swords instead.
The pair slowly start drifting back to the drop site.
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Dane is currently allying with Clownpiece and Cirno.