originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Let the best man win."
Cannon opens up with his blaster rifle, spraying a well aimed burst at Nathaniel.
[spoiler]Can you send your bio?[/spoiler]
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https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Post/1677784/214447546/0/0/1 [spoiler]here we are [/spoiler] [b]A gust of air blows Nathaniel to side, but it pushes him a little too much and he ends up falling down, his head hitting the ground fairly hard [/b] "Ow."
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Cannon moves in, continuing to fire short, controlled bursts at the downed man.
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[b]Nathaniel countinues skidding across-the-ground. Eventually ending up behind a building and away from your shots He gets up, brushing himself off [/b] "What if he dies? Then what Nathaniel? Oh I don't know? Maybe kill him!" [b]He jumps through the window into the building [/b]
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Cannon turns towards the building, walking up to the front door and loading an incendiary missile. He fires the missile straight through another window, the explosion sending the wooden building up like a match.
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"Wow man, you're rude as hell. Blowing away people's homes and what-not." [b]Nathaniel peaks out from several buildings over[/b] "Can I just hand you the fight or something? I'm scared of killing you."
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"How the haran did you just...?" Cannon wheels around and opens fire, the plasma rounds burning holes through the building.
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"Magic. Magic. So what's your name opponent of mine?" [b]He sounds like he's behind you now [/b]
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Cannon swings around, weapon raised. "Is now really the time to talk?"
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[b]Nathaniel shrugs, leaning against the wall of a building [/b] "That's a good point." [b]He reaches down, and within the blink of an eye draws a revolver, firing two bullets at you. Both miss and he sighs [/b] "But I'm in the mood. So tell me. I'm Nathaniel."
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"Cannon." The Mandalorian fires another rocket.
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[b]Nathaniel, waves his hand and a gust of wind explodes from beneath the missile sending it flying into the air, and crashing into the barrier that keeps us inside [/b] "Man you really like your missiles." [b]Nathaniel raises the revolver, firing three shots at your chest as he moves backwards [/b]
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Cannon tucks his chin down, allowing the bullets to glance off his armor as he returns fire with his rifle.
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"Man that armor is BS!" [b]Nathaniel ducks behind a wall, a bullet hitting him the leg and getting stuck in his armor He peaks from cover, and a short electrical charge suddenly goes through your body, obviously him trying to EMP your systems[/b]
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Cannon simply laughs as the EMP does little more than make the edges of his HUD go fuzzy. Reaching into his back, he tosses a flashbang grenade at the corner, the explosive going a mere meter from Nathaniel.
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[spoiler]yellow card for OP as hell armour [/spoiler]
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[b]Nathaniel sticks his arm at it, and it skids away as wind blows at it, the concussion going off some feet away [/b]
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Cannon charges forward as soon as it goes off, drawing his sword as he does so.
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[spoiler]What makes your suit EMP proof? [/spoiler] [b]Nathaniel jumps to his feet, drawing his sword and firing the rest of his clip at your chest [/b]
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[spoiler]Beskar is none-conductive as far as electrical currents go. It's also ligned with varies materials (I forget which ones, I can PM them to you later if you want) that weaken an EMP's strength.[/spoiler] Cannon grunts in pain as the bullets flatten against his armor, slicing his saber at the younger man's head.
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[b][spoiler]Aha [/spoiler][/b] [b]Nathaniel ducks underneath the sword, thrusting at Canon's chest [/b]
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Cannon rolls to the side, using the momentum of his swing. Nathaniel's blade glances off his chest piece, scratching the paint. He retaliates with an elbow to the face.
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[b]Nathaniel stumbles back, the empty chamber opens and the bullets collapse to the ground. As he moves backwards, he swings. Trying to keep you away [/b]
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Cannon bats the swing away, thrusting at his chest.
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[b]Nathaniel jumps backwards, rolling to the side. He spins past you, slashing your back [/b]
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The blow once again clanks off the armor as Cannon spins to face him, slicing at his throat.