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originally posted in:The New Dojo
6/18/2017 8:40:44 PM
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[spoiler]Sorry If it's hard to see. It's the best I could find.[/spoiler]
"Now. Get out." Marker said, taking a few steps back from the Titan
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[spoiler]Don't worry it was good[/spoiler] Doing as he was told, Cylus exited the cockpit and landed at TF's feet. Patting the Titan's leg, he says "I can tell we're going to get along just fine." "Indeed." TF says in response. "So... What's next?" Cylus asks, stretching as he turns to Marker.
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"You're gonna take off your armour and put on the standard pilot gear. And we're going to fight."
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"Where shall I change?" Cylus asks
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"Go into the forest, the underbrush will keep you hidden. There's your armour." Marker pointed towards one of crates, which had a Titan Pilot suit on top of it
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Edited by BondyMilk: 6/18/2017 9:55:09 PMCylus began removing his jacket at approached the crate. Gathering the armor in his arms, he disappeared out in the foliage. Moments later, he returned wearing the pilot armor. "Just like the simulation." he said. "As for the weapons? How is this going to go?"
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"Weapons? That's cute." Marker laughed a little bit, looking around. "We're doing this with the fists. A good ol fashioned fist fight." [spoiler]-Fight here -Fight in the Dojo -Fight at the Militia/Alliance Base[/spoiler]
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"Old fashioned, sounds good." Cylus says with a chuckle. "Right here? Because there is no time like the present."
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"Hell yeah." Marker said, and before Cylus could react, Marker'a fist collided with Cylus' stomach, causing him to take a step back. Marker jumped back, and raised his hands into a defensive position, as there was whooping heard. Bear and Davis were watching the two, with a handful of other grunts and pilots, one of them actually recording the fight
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Cylus grunts as he takes the jab to the stomach, and laughs as he gets into his stance. "You sucker punched me!" he said. "You've got to bring more than that... Looks like we have an audience."
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"Looks like." Marker took a step diagonally, throwing a left handed jab as he moved
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Cylus blocked it with his right forearm, then moved in to jab Marker in the chest with his left
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It was hard to hit, with Marker having moved to the side. However, Cylus hit Marker's shoulder instead of his chest, and as a rebuttal, Marker threw a hook at Cylus' helmet
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Cylus braced his head for the blow, and shoved Marker back with his whole body.
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Marker took a few steps back, shaking our his arms before re-entering his defensive stance. "That all you got!"
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"Ha! You'd better hope so!" Cylus laughs. Approaching Marker, he swings his right upwards towards Marker's jaw
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Edited by Royal Blade: 6/18/2017 10:52:48 PMMarker leaned backwards, the fist flying just in front of his face as it went upwards Marker leaned back in, delivering a 1-2 punch to Cylus' chest
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Cylus stepped back as he took the punches and chuckled. "It's the suit." he said as he raised his fists.
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"There's bound to be at least [i]some[/i] pain." Marker said, almost disappointed as he immediately followed Cylus, throwing more punches. He started off with a right jab, but immediately followed it with a left hook
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"Nope" Cylus said. Cylus side stepped to his right, effective dodging both punches. As Marker threw his left hook, Cylus pushed his arm forward and jabbed his knee into Marker's hip
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Marker took the hit, and moved sideways away from Cylus. "So, we're doing kicks now..." Marker said with a laugh, rubbing his hip
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"We weren't before?" Cylus asked. Rolling out his shoulders, he stepped towards Marker with a blow towards his left shoulder
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Marker slipped to the side, and delivered a swift punch to Cylus' lower torso, slightly above his stomach. Following this, he dropped down to one knee and swiped at Cylus' legs with a right kick
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Cylus dropped onto his right knee, but brought his elbow down onto Marker's helmet. He then leaned back and brought his left leg around to Marker's face. "Let's pick up the pace, shall we?"
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"Will do." Marker tackled into Cylus, sending him to his back. Marker crawled on top of Cylus, punching his upper chest and visor vigorously
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Bringing his knees to his stomach, Cylus pushed Marker off of him. Quickly getting up before Marker could recover, Cylus drop kicked him, landing on his back and immediately doing a kip-up. "That all you've got?"
