originally posted in:The New Dojo
Ivan gave a response of angry noises that sounded like grinding metal. The IA-5 bot stood in the open, letting himself be seen before backing away into the cover of many boulders. He prepared for another attack, getting a full view of his surroundings so that he could better hold it down. He waited for Nathaniel to appear, as ready as he could be.
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[i]Except, Nathaniel did not appear. Instead, the rocks along the stone wall shook slightly, bits and pieces of the wall falling downward towards Ivan's position. [/i]
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These pieces of rock managed to displace Ivan for a moment. More angry grinding sounds screeched out at Nathaniel before it went silent again. Ivan saw the fallen rocks as an advantage though. He dug in further, knowing that Nathaniel’s hand had now been forced.
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[i]Then, he appeared. Down the pass toward the other side of the mountain, Nathaniel approached Ivan. His blade in one hand and his Saber in the other, dual wielding them as he moved through the pass towards the robot. [/i]
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The robot shot at Nathaniel as he ran through the open, but only two shots to slow him down yet again. He seemed to hold his ground for now.
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[i]The first shot went wide, flying past his shoulder as he dodged to the side easily. The second shot his his chest, just above the heart, but Nathaniel only kept coming. He was nearer now, only a few feet away as he rose his blade and Saber into the air. [/i]
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Ivan thrusted his last fire extinguisher into Nathaniel’s exposed chest, then fired at it. This one was full as well, which created more pressure. The explosion would no doubt stun him and hurt him, but Ivan continued firing his rifle into the exposed chest.
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[i]Ivan could heard shots against stone, but he could not hear if his shots were landing. Instead, Nathaniel popped up from the side of Ivan, slashing at the back of the robots knees with his lightsaber while bringing his blade around toward the front of Ivan's chest. There would be no escaping his blade this time, but the stones that had once acted his armour cracked away and fell, leaving only his Mandalorian armour underneath it all. [/i]
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The robot fell as his knees collapsed, but stopped the sword with his arm, allowing it to protect his core. With the other arm, he pried his MG off of his back and swung it like a bat at Nathaniel’s face repeatedly. Such force combined with such heavy metal would strike with exceptional power upon one’s skull.
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[i]Nathaniel had moved backwards, dodging the blows and pressing his back against the wall before a swing hit him in the center of the chest. He grunted, raising his right foot and kicking at Ivan's arm while raising his lightsaber overhead and slamming it downward towards the robot. [/i]
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[spoiler]Fight’s over, pants called it, realizing we’ve been over 60 for a little bit now.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Oh whoops. Who won? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]idk yet[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Let's wrap it up then.[/spoiler] [i]Nathaniel jolted awake in his room, looking around quietly. What the hell happened? He rose to his feet groggily and pushed himself toward the door of his hotel room, stumbling out into the hallway. He leaned against the wall, looking up and down as if in search for Ivan. [/i]
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Nathaniel could hear loud footsteps from down the hall as Ivan got up from his chair. Nathaniel could hear his and the Soviet bear’s metal feet exiting their room. They walked together down the hall, talking about the fight, but not in words, just more noises.
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"Ho!" Nathaniel called out to Ivan and the bear, raising a hand in greeting toward the pair. "I heard you speak earlier in the battle, can you tell me why the fight has ceased?" [i]He asked calmly, dropping his hand to his side. [/i]
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Ivan spoke out in a quiet monotone voice again. “Yes, there was a limit to the fight duration. We maxed out on said limit.” The Bear broke in between them with his deep Russian voice. “You brave warriors both fought very well. I enjoyed watching the carnage...”
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"Yes... It was a good fight, ser. Truly." [i]Nathaniel bowed formally, showing respect towards Ivan in his own... Odd way. [/i] "Not one I will forget." [i]He straightened himself out, shaking out his arms and yawning. [/i]