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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
6/19/2016 5:11:17 PM
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[i]The crunching of leaves, and the shaping of twigs. Those are what could be heard approaching the Dojo's massive gates. The one that approached was not the Cowboy though, this person was instead a woman, and a strange one at that.
She had flaming red hair that gently rested atop her pale head, which flooded through her entire body, casting an image of pure beauty, which was amplified only by her sky blue eyes. The woman bore no weapons but a sword, a silver katana that rested merrily in a sheath at her back, the strap crossing over her white tank top, while the end of her black sheath stood differently than the blue jeans she bore.
Another woman was in tow shortly behind her.
The second woman had chestnut brown hair, which flowed over her left shoulder and onto her cropped, brown leather jacket, with naught but a blue shirt beneath that. Her sleeves were rolled to the centre of her forearm. This woman had a sword as well, resting across her back in the same fashion as the ginger woman, which stood out amongst the short Jean shorts she wore. [/i]
"You sure he's here?" [i]The first woman asked. The ginger had a British accent that filled her words near flawlessly, which really complimented her beauty. Her words were enough to make most men weak in the knees - Both these women were talkers, and extremely good at it. [/i]
"Relax babe, of course he's here. Why would the boss tell us to meet him at a Dojo and give us the coordinates otherwise?" [i]The second woman asked her lover, the words being completely different in accents. The brown haired woman had no accent, which to some, was still pretty damned attractive, though there was that hint of a Texan accent that barely pulled through.
The two approached the gate, and waited for someone to test them for entry, as their boss said would happen. [/i]
English
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They saw a young teen armored in what seemed to be scavenged scrap and military apparel, his helmet and chest plate being of a UNSC ODST He looked over and saw the two of you [i]Guess I ain't the first[/i]
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[i]Both women looked at each other for the briefest of moments, a devilish glint in their eyes, before they looked to him. It had been so long since seeing anyone else, as they've been walking for days from the insertion point. [/i] "That's true." [i]The redhead responds, a playful tone matching her accent. [/i]
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[i]So, why are y'all here? Haven't seen many folks here[/i]
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[b]i tackle one and Smaug sparta kicks the other[/b] [spoiler]you know why i'm here[/spoiler]
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[i]The one that was tackled drew her katana as the man tried; It was the ginger one you tackled, Diana. She swung the sword downwards at you, but still fell to the ground nonetheless. The one that was kicked was the brunette, Jessica. When she recovered, she pulled her katana, before taking a swing at his leg. [/i]
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[b]Smaug(human) punches her in the face and I just stand up[/b]
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[i]Diana stood back up as well, before she took a step back, analyzing you. Jessica swiped upwards at his hand, trying to cut it off when she narrowly missed the hit to the face, the thing she uses most in a day. [/i]
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[b]i pull out my scythe[/b] [b]Smaug just kicks your hand in an attempt to knock away the sword[/b]
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[i]The foot collided with her fist, which only sent her spinning in a full circle, where Jessica jumped and slashed at Smaug's neck. Diana watched you pull a scythe out, not knowing where you kept it. She sprinted full tilt towards you, before crouching slightly and taking a swing at your scythe's wooden stick, hoping to cut it in half. [/i]
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[b]the scythe disappears and I open a portal behind me and another behind you[/b] [b]i try to punch you in the back of the head[/b] [b]Smaug ducks and punches you in the gut[/b]
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[i]Diana used her momentum to do a one hundred and eighty degree spin, in order to slice at your throat. Jessica took the hit but recoiled back, taking a moment to catch her breath. She stood again, knowing what kind of fighter she needed to be in order to beat Smaug. [/i]
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Me- Nope! [b]i jump to the right, away from the portals and the scythe appears in my hands[/b] [b]Smaug uppercuts her[/b]
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[i]Diana simply watches you, and thinks. Jessica jumped forwards at Smaug, executing a frontflip over his hand. The momentum would mean he couldn't use that hand to guard, so she brought the tip of the blade down on his face. [/i]
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[b]i sit down in a chair that just randomly appeared and I somehow have popcorn[/b] Let's fight after them... [b]Smaug's tail comes out and smacks your side when you flip[/b]
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[i]She went flying to the side, yet jammed her blade into Smaug's tail, ripping it in half vertically as she flew, her grip still being that of iron. [/i]
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[b]he goes full human again and screams in pain because his tail[/b]
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[i]The woman starts sprinting after him again, before delivering a vertical slash to his throat while he screams. [/i]
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[b]he stops screaming and kicks you in the stomach before you hit him[/b]
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[i]The forced her to stop dead in her tracks, where she fe back. She was the worse fighter of the two. She gasps for air, getting back up with the sword. [/i]
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Why are you here?
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"To... Train..." [i]The woman says between heavy breaths. [/i]
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Well, this was your acceptance fight. Welcome, you passed. Now, for them. [b]Smaug points at me and the other person[/b]
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[i]The redhead wasted no time. As soon as he pointed, she grasped the sword in both hands, swinging at your chest. [/i]
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WOAH! [b]i use my pants[/b] [spoiler]shield around me for 2 turns[/spoiler] [b]i rip the sword out of her hands and headbut her[/b]
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[i]Her grip was that if iron, making her unable to be disarmed until she was further weakened. When he hit her with the headbutt, she just took the hit like s champion. It seemed this woman was tougher than she looked, which was proven when she tried to grab his Pants and pull them off his body. [/i]
