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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/19/2018 5:29:53 AM
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"What are [i]you[/i] supposed to be?" [i]She whispered, meeting Traci's swung foot with her uninjured one and then swinging for Traci's neck.[/i]
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Traci, having been on the ground from sliding, easily rolled out of the blade's range and stood up before trying to make quick jabs at the woman with her daggers. "I don't know anymore."
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[i]The robed woman only fended off Traci's assault with her two blades, parrying left and right before suddenly slashing at Traci's throat with her sword.[/i] "So what if I die?" [i]She questioned, smiling still.[/i] "My lady survives, my little traitor survives too, and they will remember. That is all that matters to me, you little whоre!"
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"Your traitor is a dumb*ss, your lady will die soon after you, and...what did you just call me?!" Traci pushed the blade off to her side with one of the daggers, attempting to knee the woman's stomach.
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[i]She grunted, heaving her being upwards as she backed away from Traci. Behind her was a siege machine's wooden structure - Traci could push her into that, or try to.[/i] "Oh, will she?" [i]She murmured back, fending off Traci with her weapons still raised.[/i] "I'd be paying more attention to your "sister", rather than me, you lying little bitсh."
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"She's just fine..." Traci just rushed forward, trying to tackle the woman into the structure behind her.
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[i]She succeeded, with the woman dropping her sword in her shock, though she began to stab Traci in the back before she crashed into the wooden structure.[/i]
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Traci then grabbed the woman's shoulders, ramming knee after knee into the woman's sides as she grunted from the pain of being stabbed. "Just die!"
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"G-Goddamn you!" [spoiler]Red Zone! Woohoo, copying Pants![/spoiler] [spoiler]well, if traci can die from this lol.[/spoiler] [i]The woman yelled out, before then jabbing her knife toward's Traci's neckX[/i]
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Edited by Stitch: 1/20/2018 3:47:26 AMTraci winced in severe pain, backing off for a second and clutching the blade in her neck. She yanked it out with a scream, clearly pissed the f*ck off. [spoiler]It hurts and wears her down, but no a blade to the neck is actually not lethal and means less than one to the chest...to her anyway.[/spoiler] She pulled the large sword off her back and swung it down at the woman with all her might and speed, fighting out of rage now.
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[i]The robed woman's eyes would widen, and in her shock, tumbled over to the right instead of barreling off of the ledge that the two had begun to fight upon. Traci's sword crushed through the siege machine's wooden structure, while the woman rose, smiling only a little now.[/i] "What of Freya, hmm? What will she think, when I send your head back to her?" [i]She was taunting. Unarmed and desperate, she intended to anger Traci.[/i]
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"You'd need a blade..." Traci growled, easily pulling her sword from the wood and walking toward the woman. "...and a lot more strength and men."
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"Ha.. or just another arrow to blast into your head. Wonder what Freya would say, when she found out who [i]really[/i] crippled her bitсhy ass." [i]The woman would pick up a longsword from the ground, twirling the weapon before charging towards Traci.[/i]
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Traci went dead silent, bashing her opponent's sword away with her own and using all of her strength to do it. The girl no longer showed no emotion on her face, but her actions clearly showed she was done with this woman's talking.
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[i]The longsword skidded to the ground, the wielder with it, while she attempted one last desperate pounce. Her hands were directed to Traci's eyes, attempting to gouge them out as she lunged.[/i] [i]All Traci needed to do was swing.[/i]
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Traci swung the sword, slicing at the woman's forearms as to cut them off and cripple her. She didn't want to kill her, she wanted her to suffer.
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[i]Traci succeeded, as the woman's thin arms were cleaved off, accompanied by pained shrieks as she fell to the ground. She cradled the bloodied stumps of what remained, pushing herself away from Traci while she was on the ground pathetically.[/i]
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The emotionless and silent Traci walked slowly forwards, stabbing the sword down into the woman's stomach before twisting it and pulling it back out. She then cleaved at the neck, to cut off the head.
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[i]The woman screamed and lurched forwards, her entrails twisting around the blade's end as she cried out in utter agony. Blood coated the weapon's blade, as a final gurgle left her throat.[/i] "Lady.. Isabella.." [i]And then, her head was lopped from her shoulders, rolling off of the side of the wall and into the depths of the city beneath.[/i] [i]At that moment, Ragnarok, of which had destroyed the remainder of Khaom's military, landed upon a tall watchtower and turned it's gaze towards Traci. It was.. silent. Observant.[/i]
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Traci wiped the mess off of her sword before sheathing it, gazing up at the dragon. She had a crazed look in her eye, as if she had gone off the deep end and was currently fighting to keep her sanity. The girl remained still for a few moments until randomly throwing her hands up into the air. "WHAT DO YOU WANT?! I might be alone, but I sure as hell can still take down another dragon if I try hard enough!" She wasn't afraid of the dragon, but she was scared of something.
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[i]Ragnarok, as in such close proximity to her, looked almost surprised at Traci's abrupt outburst. It's head lurched forwards, yet it's throat remained black and silenced, it's noise loudly snuffing the air in Traci's direction. Something.. familiar. Something off. Those glazing red eyes studied the woman'a decapitated corpse next to Traci, before then finding the redhead.[/i]
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Traci stared up at the dragon, gradually shifting her anger to curiosity. She was rather confused by the dragon's lack of aggression at the moment. She expected it to have attacked her by now. "What...are you?"
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[i]Ragnarok's head continued to approach, until it was only a few feet away from Traci. It had now clambered onto her portion of the wall, it's hulking being towering over her own figure, at a height of several stories tall. Decently large, really.[/i] [i]It sniffed and studied her, almost as if recognizing Traci, and as it almost "spoke" with a surprisingly soft gurgle, it would soon turn to horror.[/i] [i]Ragnarok suddenly cried out in agony as it reared away from Traci, a *thunk!* ringing through the air as a large shard of blackened rock slammed into it's side, blood gushing out from it's waist area. And the one who fired..[/i] [i]A terrified Rue.[/i]
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"WAIT!" Traci waved over to Rue. "I think it's trying to talk!"
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"LIZ, JUST.." [i]Rue seemed to be sobbing, terrified that she would lose her sister, and even as she loaded another bolt.. she didn't fire.[/i] [i]Ragnarok groaned to itself, before unleashing a pained roar that shook the foundations of the wall, yet it would fall silent still.[/i]
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"Please...trust me!" Traci yelled out, turning to the dragon. "I'm sorry...were you trying to say something?"
