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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/31/2017 1:18:36 AM
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[i][u]A Mute Newcomer, and Possibly A Duel[/u][/i]
[i][u]Dojo Gates, 11:11 AM[/u][/i]
[i]She didn't know why she was here in the first place, but...she was here.[/i]
[i]The winds whistled through the grey skies as clouds formed above the landscape of Tatakai, as dark clouds covered the heavens above the Dojo and it's mountainous landscape. Raindrops began to fell, nothing too bad however. Eventually, she found herself at the gateway to the Dojo, the wooden and metal doors shut tight.[/i]
[i]She didn't predict that they would be closed. Hell, she figured that if you could pick up a sword, you could join these "warriors". She found it funny - gods calling themselves fighters. Bah, it didn't matter: she and her King would defeat them all anyway.[/i]
[i]The young woman looked to have been twenty-six or so, standing at a height of exactly five feet and eleven inches tall. A crest-like visor covered her eyes, shielding them from potential harm as rain drizzled off of her pale, angular face and long, dark blue hair. The woman bore clothing that originally suggested that she had originated from an older timeline or something of the sort, as she bore a dark royal blue tunic, black leggings underneath while a deep red cape fell from her shoulders, which were armored with ceramic plating. [/i]
[i]She appeared to only wield two weapons in total, as a thirty-eight inch long Damascus steel katana was strapped to her waist tightly. And beside that, a deactivated plasma sword hilt, identical to the metal blade. The pommel was shaped like a tri-dagger's blade, resulting in a sharpened coiled pommel made for heavy damage against flesh.[/i]
[i]Luana stood outside for quite a bit, expecting the Samurai, or at least one of the place's testers, to reveal themselves. After silence, she sighed to herself deeply - why was there nobody there to greet her? It didn't matter, she'd just have to draw attention to herself. Silently approaching the massive wooden gates, Luana stared at the structure, before her armored fist knocked upon it. Then, she waited, stepping back from the gate.[/i]
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[b]She nods then.[/b] "Alright, mute then..." [b]She sighs.[/b] "So, um. What now..?"
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[i]Immediately, the woman pointed towards Amanda - before raising her fists, throwing a few punches, and then grabbing her katana. A fight?[/i]
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[b]She took a second to register, but it was obvious. Her shoulders dropped from disappointment, then her head rolled back as she let out an agitated sigh.[/b] "Come in peace, what do I get? Edgy samurai girl that can't speak, and wants to fight to prove her bloodline is the strongest." [b]She looks down at the smaller woman again.[/b] "Fine, if you want it, you got it. Not paying your medical bill though" [b]She raised her fists, a military fighting style.[/b]
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[i]Her right eyebrow raising, the mute girl's face turned a light pink in anger, before her left hand whirled up and proudly displayed her middle finger, aimed towards Amanda - which was of course, Luana's way of saying "F*ck you".[/i] [i]She lowered her hand, sighing and smiling a little. Maybe Amanda wasn't too bad. Her personality was something that Luana found to respect, but what of combative experience? Luana drew the solid katana at her side first - what would have seemed like a fatal choice against armor like Amanda's, but she had an idea.[/i]
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"-blam!- me? Calm down there girly, dinner first, then maybe later after." [b]It was hard to tell if she was smiling, but she stood there, waiting on her to move first. She shifted slightly, hard to tell why.[/b]
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[i]Luana shrugged, before beginning her own approach.[/i] [i]The visor that she wore over her head began to gleam a brilliant red light, as infrared vision was then activated for combative purposes. It helped Luana in some manner. She kept up her approach, before eventually running - she wanted Amanda to attack first, and thus expected something like a kick from the super soldier.[/i]
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[b]What she got instead, was unexpected. She moved faster than humanely possible, dropping to a knee as she slammed her fist into the woman's stomach. After, she surged upright as her knee struck her her jaw mid air, to which Amanda then came back down, her hand over her helmet and pulling the woman backwards.[/b]
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Edited by Orn: 2/1/2017 2:28:53 PM[i]The first two attacks connected, resulting in a yell of pain and the breaking of bones being heard - Luana felt as if some bones were broken, specifically some of her jaw and some ribs.[/i] [i]And yet, she wasn't giving up yet. The blade in her hand gleamed with brilliant light, before Luana gripped it with both hands and slammed it through Amanda's wrist - the blade of the weapon almost completely slammed through it, as if the energy melted through all of the armor and shielding like butter. Luana began twisting the blade itself, blood trailing down from the corner of her mouth heavily - she wouldn't have planned to do something like this. [/i] -Empowered Stab: 50 MP-
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Edited by Sardonyx: 2/1/2017 4:11:51 PM[b]Amanda didn't seemed fazed, as she grabbed the hilt of the sword, and pulled it out as fast as the move happened. Now holding Luana's wrist and the weapon, she twisted, which strained the muscles in her wrist, and Amanda pried tube weapon from her grasp. Once it hit the ground, she kicked it, sending it flying to the side.[/b] [b]Once done, she kicked her back, Amanda backed up herself as she pulled a small banister from her bag, sticking a nozzle into the hole in her wrist, and spraying something in it. Bio-foam, a chemical composition designed to stop excessive bleeding, boost healing, and mend wounds.[/b]
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[i]The wound itself looked cauterized, but it would heal eventually. Luana rolled for a second, before immediately spinning up and riding from the ground, ignoring the searing pain. She could always use her left hand, anyway, although she looked semi-bothered about it. [/i] "Making a mental note to not piss off super soldiers now..." [i]She jokingly said - loud enough for Amanda to hear, anyway, before aiming her left hand at the sword nearby. Clearly, she wasn't willing to draw her plasma sword - or she was just untrained with it. A hook shot out from underneath her hand, immediately latching onto the sword and sending it flying back to Luana's hand, who grabbed it and leaped backwards.[/i] "Quick question, though - Can I borrow some of that? Pretty please?" [i]Luana was referring to the substance that Amanda had sprayed upon her wrist - she meant it in a joking manner, but she doubted it would end too well.[/i]
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[b]She moved, ignoring both comments as she shot her left hand out, a lance of energy flinging forth. It wrapped around her ankle, stinging slightly as it burned, and she yanked her arm backwards as her ankle followed. For a second, the world went upside down, then she felt herself sliding across the ground. A fist slammed into Luana's chest after a bit, as she felt a pressure on the arm holding the sword, then what sounded like a gun being removed from its holster, and then being primed.[/b]
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[spoiler]Okay, now I'll pull my own bullshit.[/spoiler] [i]Luana didn't react until she was being pulled, whereas she simply raised her sword as it gleamed with energy. She sliced through whatever was pulling her immediately, rolling upwards and preparing to dodge 'n weave once more.[/i]
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[spoiler]Knew I went to far on that[/spoiler] [b]Nothing happened, Amanda was still standing where she was, albeit backing up slowly. It wad odd, she seemed to be baiting Luana.[/b]
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[spoiler]Is k, lol.[/spoiler] [i]Luana didn't like this at all, but she went for it anyways. She began to circle around Amanda, coming closer and closer - she wanted her to lunge again, just so she could deliver a slash or stab.[/i]
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[b]She remained backing up, slowly following her own circle pattern, keeping her front facing her.[/b]
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[i]Either it was a trap, or Amanda was playing a trick - either way, Luana had to find out. She began running in circles, keeping her blade in her left so that she could swing and perhaps deflect something, while also waiting for Amanda to throw or shoot something.[/i]
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[b]She easily kept it, continuing the rapid circle motion.[/b]
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"Can you just...f*cking do something." [i]Luana muttered, slowing down soon after. This wasn't working, and she obviously wasn't willing to face Amanda head-on.[/i]
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[b]Amanda kept her circle going, she was waiting, slowly egging Luana to attack.[/b]
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[i]Eventually, Luana snapped, and aiming her grappling hook straight at Amanda and fired. Except, the rope did not fly after it, as if it could be launched without a robe. It flew towards Amanda, although she'd be capable of dodging it.[/i]
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[b]She instead grabbed the rope, twisting her hand into it and yanked.[/b]
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"What brings you to the dojo, traveller?" Said a voice. It seemed as if the large, red snow covered wall had begun to speak to the blue haired warrior. It also had a thick Japanese accent, which one would guess a Japanese styled wall would sound like. If walls could talk, anyways.
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[i]The katana-wielding woman immediately turned to where she heard the voice, her armored hand placed upon the metallic katana's handle. The visor lit up with a brilliant red gleam, as she began to scan for heat signatures utilizing it's infrared vision.[/i]
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The signatures picked up the massive figure in front of her. It was shaped like, as she expected, a Samurai. Though, he was already standing in front of her when she turned it on. Tesuto couldn't help but notice the Katana on her side. He hadn't seen one wielder of the blade other than himself since the old days. He knew where this would lead too, however his programming commanded he follow the regular procedure. "I am Tesuto, gatekeeper of the Dojo. Who might you be?" He asked the hesitant woman.
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[i]A faint sigh escaped the pale lips of the armed woman, as she slowly drew the katana blade that hung at her waist. So this was the Samurai Tesuto...he seemed potent, to say the very least.[/i] [i]Luana didn't respond to the robot's question, whoever: she only spoke to those that she followed and respected, and so far - nobody at this Dojo was respected by her standards.[/i]
