07-03-2017, 08:24 PM
Okor called out to the Digital Daimyo, Hiro's dreads already trailing in the air behind him as he made a mad dash at the robotic centaur. One hand upon his blade hilt, reforged in it's sheath. Centaur Man was still tangling with Okor's entrails, and as such was unable to react in time as Hiro dropped to his knees, drawing his blade and cutting along the underside of his metallic underbelly with a hideous screeching noise.
He rolled, making full use of his trained acrobatic abilities, flipping onto his hands and kicking away Centaur Man's counter attack. His blade was resheath as the blue afterimage of the hacker faded away, dual tanto drawn as he jinked around their foe's energy shot and dove for him with the confidence of a bull wrangler. "Time to take his hoss back to the stable, fellers!" Hiro yelled out mockingly, rapidly stabbing the dented and destroyed armor of the mechanical myth, using his momentum to ascend to a standing position on it's back. The robot swiveled his torso around and let out a keening screech of failing circuits, trying to stab Hiro with it's one good arm.
They danced a lethal samba, the silicon samurai parrying and stabbing back with just as much force. Finally, Hiro leaned forward and used Centaur Man's head as a spring board, flipping forward and landing on the ground in front of him. He'd left his tanto behind, stabbed into the thing's braincase in a mockery of the horn it had proudly held upon it's crown before it ran afoul of the liberators.
"This is it, you clanking bucket of bolts!"
He'd spent enough time fighting this thing, the hacker activating his goggles and watching the digital analysis lay over the bulky target. Dodging shots of burning plasma easily, the attacks appearing in Hiro's perception a moment before they actually did. Un-fucking-touchable. If there was one thing he had a talent for, it was being frustratingly hard to hit.
The digital tone sounded, and Hiro gripped his katana blade, gritting his teeth as he gathered his nerves. The targeted section of Centaur Man's chassis glowed brightly in his HUD, and Hiro felt a theatrical yell rising in his throat as he prepared to unleash that energy, a lethal kiai about to split the air.
And then, he was gone from that spot, sword drawn, flashing, striking true, nothing visible during the attack but a black and blue afterimage.
"HYYAAAAAAAAH!!!"
He rolled, making full use of his trained acrobatic abilities, flipping onto his hands and kicking away Centaur Man's counter attack. His blade was resheath as the blue afterimage of the hacker faded away, dual tanto drawn as he jinked around their foe's energy shot and dove for him with the confidence of a bull wrangler. "Time to take his hoss back to the stable, fellers!" Hiro yelled out mockingly, rapidly stabbing the dented and destroyed armor of the mechanical myth, using his momentum to ascend to a standing position on it's back. The robot swiveled his torso around and let out a keening screech of failing circuits, trying to stab Hiro with it's one good arm.
They danced a lethal samba, the silicon samurai parrying and stabbing back with just as much force. Finally, Hiro leaned forward and used Centaur Man's head as a spring board, flipping forward and landing on the ground in front of him. He'd left his tanto behind, stabbed into the thing's braincase in a mockery of the horn it had proudly held upon it's crown before it ran afoul of the liberators.
"This is it, you clanking bucket of bolts!"
He'd spent enough time fighting this thing, the hacker activating his goggles and watching the digital analysis lay over the bulky target. Dodging shots of burning plasma easily, the attacks appearing in Hiro's perception a moment before they actually did. Un-fucking-touchable. If there was one thing he had a talent for, it was being frustratingly hard to hit.
The digital tone sounded, and Hiro gripped his katana blade, gritting his teeth as he gathered his nerves. The targeted section of Centaur Man's chassis glowed brightly in his HUD, and Hiro felt a theatrical yell rising in his throat as he prepared to unleash that energy, a lethal kiai about to split the air.
And then, he was gone from that spot, sword drawn, flashing, striking true, nothing visible during the attack but a black and blue afterimage.
"HYYAAAAAAAAH!!!"
Quote:426 words. >_> I know. Sorry it took so long.
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