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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/1/2016 1:11:46 AM
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[b]Click. Click. Click. The hunter's boots made these little sound as she made her way into the castle. She was on a search. For the one that killed her father, her sister, and took the things most precious away. Apparently she had made a wrong turn somewhere, and ended up here. Her eyes gazed around the castle floors, the pillars and statues. Finally they landed on the dragon slayer and her spear. A hand immediately went to the massive scythe on her back, it's blade glowing blue for a split second, before settling back to a cold steel. The other hand lay on the high powered flintlock looking pistol, her thumb drew back the hammer with a click. [/b]
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[i]Only chuckling, Olivia immediately drew the .44 Magnum revolver "Bonnie", holding the sidearm within her left hand as she held out her spear, staring eerily at the huntress who had entered the virtual arena, the lion helm staring straight at her with bared teeth, as if it hungered for action. Olivia was waiting for the one that had arrived to move first, as she was used to having combatants have the first attack. [/i]
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[b]The hunter blew a strand of brown hair out of the one eye that wasn't covered by the face mask upon her head. Then, her voice echoed out over the halls. Surprisingly British. [/b] So... I assume you don't have that spear for no reason. [b]The hand around the scythe grew tighter, the leather making an uncomfortable noise. She commented on the helmet.[/b] Lion's pride, huh?
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"Something like that, I guess." [i]The Dragonslayer spoke with a light Caucasian accent, sounding as if she was only in her twenties. She simply stared at the huntress, not sure of what her true intentions were, if she even had any.[/i]
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[b]Her voice wavered bank and forth, a signal of nervousness. [/b] I don't suppose I can just walk past you? [b]She remained in position. Most single people in a large area were incredibly powerful, and had no intention of letting you move forward. Her single eye narrowed. [/b]
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"I mean...there's not really anything past me. Heh." [i]Olivia had begun to lean back against the wall, still staring at the huntress rather...interestingly. She had no idea who she was, or why she was here in the first place, other than combat. That was why Olivia was here, anyway.[/i]
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Well, I suppose I could use a bit of practice, then? [b]Once again her eye shifted around the room, analyzing it. The armored girl would have the home court advantage in this situation, so she must be prepared. [/b] Before we start, I'm Elise, a hunter. And you? [b]She places the gun away, and quickly draws the scythe out, resting it over her back, crouched down. [/b]
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"...Olivia. Dragonslayer. Let us begin." [i]Olivia simply stared at Elise, gripping her weapon tightly as she did so. She was waiting for her combatant to make the first move, it seemed, as that was simply customary.[/i]
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[b]The scythe reared back, and she held it there for a moment, causing the blade to ignite in flame. She spun and slashed sideways. This caused a massive wave of fire and air to make its way towards you in the shape of the swing. Flashy. Covered by the light of the flame, she threw a small bottle at you, filled with a murky blue liquid. [/b]
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[i]Immediately dodging to her right, the projectile that the huntress flew hit Olivia, shattering across her hardlight and metal armor almost instantly. Although immediately confused by its purpose, Olivia thought it could melt through her shields and armor, or paralysis her, so she was prepped for anything.[/i]
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[b]Nothing SEEMED to happen, but you couldn't shake the feeling, something was being drained... But what?[/b] I hate to keep others in the dark. It's not permanent, but you'll find yourself unable to rain magic from the sky's for a short while. [b]Once again, she crouched, the scythe over her back.[/b] Once used to hunt the mages of The Library.
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[i]Sighing yet only nodding, Olivia understood what the huntress had done, but wasn't too angry about it.[/i] "Must be useful. Thanks for atleast telling me about it." [i]Olivia began to circle her opponent slowly, a plan formulating in her head. She would attempt to keep this friendly, but she couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't use firearms.[/i]
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Edited by Atom: 10/3/2016 12:18:44 AM[b]Once again the scythe lit in flame, the huntress swinging it in another massive slice, that seemed to travel on air. Once that was done, she reared the scythe over her head, instead of fire, it glowed blue. [/b] No problem. Helps those who rely on magic cope with it.
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Edited by Orn: 10/3/2016 2:25:29 PM[i]Olivia dodged once again, nodding in apparent agreement to the words that the huntress spoke. She honestly had to agree with her. Even though Olivia utilized miracles (most of them involved slamming lightning into something), she still preferred melds combat over everything. She began to actually approach, twirling her spear slightly as she did so.[/i]
