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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 7, 2013 22:47:30 GMT -6
Noland fell, rolling away quickly. He rose into a crouch, watching Thorne.
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Post by Thorne Pearce on Dec 7, 2013 22:49:29 GMT -6
Thorne grabbed his sword, but didn't move.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 7, 2013 22:51:02 GMT -6
"Oh, weapons are back in limits now?" Noland asked, grabbing his mace and sword.
Taylor noticed they'd taken their weapons back, but ignored it. She couldn't take them back again, not until she transformed.
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Post by Thorne Pearce on Dec 7, 2013 22:52:19 GMT -6
He rushed forward without a word, slashing for shoulder to hip.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 7, 2013 22:53:44 GMT -6
Noland blocked easily. "Come on, try."
Taylor made it to the table and surveyed it, looking for a cutting tool.
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Post by Thorne Pearce on Dec 7, 2013 22:54:12 GMT -6
He focused on unleashing a cutting edge to extend from his blade, attempting to cut at his foe.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 7, 2013 23:01:03 GMT -6
Noland took the hit, stumbling back. "There we go." He complimented, standing.
Taylor scooted to a drawer, yanking it open. There. A jewel cutter. She started trying to grab it.
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Post by Thorne Pearce on Dec 7, 2013 23:01:42 GMT -6
He moved forward, throwing a punch, which spiked out with energy.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 7, 2013 23:05:02 GMT -6
Noland brought his mace up to block, shoving Thorne back.
Taylor finally managed to grab it, working to free her hand.
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Post by Thorne Pearce on Dec 7, 2013 23:05:59 GMT -6
He took his sword in both hands and swung it, unleashing an icy shockwave with almost all of his power.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 7, 2013 23:07:44 GMT -6
Noland began playing quickly, working to produce the fire necessary to counter the attack. He managed to negate about half of it before being hit, continuing to play as he slid backward.
Almost there...
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Post by Thorne Pearce on Dec 7, 2013 23:09:44 GMT -6
He jumped forward and started to slash wildly, just trying to force the other man back.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 7, 2013 23:12:14 GMT -6
Noland went on the defensive, blocking strike after strike.
Taylor managed to free a hand and set to work freeing herself fully.
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Post by Thorne Pearce on Dec 7, 2013 23:12:54 GMT -6
Thorne let out shouts as he continued to swing, finally going for a random (hopefully surprise) kick for the side of the knee.
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Post by Taylor and Noland on Dec 7, 2013 23:16:12 GMT -6
Noland lifted his leg, stamping to trap Thorne's own foot. "That's exactly what I would have done. I like you."
Taylor freed her ankles and stood, running to get her purse. She pulled out the Voxrevolver and her microphone, looping it around her ear.
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