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Post by lee on Mar 23, 2007 8:20:43 GMT -8
Using his keycard to board a random ship Kiff preceded straight towards its deck shouting as he went up, “Hello is anyone there? I want to fight!”
In a matter of seconds Kiff found himself in the middle of the empty deck. Climbing on top of boxes Kiff tried to spot someone that might be in this little tournament so he could get some fun.
Jumping on top of the boxes Kiff kept trying to get higher and higher in hopes of spotting someone he could fight. Just as Kiff was about to land on the box again he lost his footing causing him to fall backwards on to the box. Once he landed on the box the whole thing kind of just collapse making Kiff land on the hard deck with wood all around him.
In an exhaust tone Lee then said, “Wonder if anyone is going to come?”
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Post by valekin on Mar 24, 2007 12:00:03 GMT -8
Someone came alright. Valekin slid his card through it's reader, and then pocketed it. The light went green, and he entered the deck. Just then some kid fell onto the floor of the deck not far from him. Valekin sighed, and tucked back his hair. The shard on his left glove glowed faintly. A smirk played across Valekin's pale lips. This was going to be fun. He cracked his knuckles as the door closed behind him, and strode foreward.
"Zomevone 'as already come. Ztand zo ve can begeen."
Valekin shifted his foreward leg up, and brough his fists into a boxing stance. He was ready for a fight, and just itching for one too. Black Hand or not, this kid had crossed Valekin's path in a combative tone, and someone was going to get a shovel load of pain dealt to them.
Kill him Falcon... I want to see his guts..
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Post by lee on Mar 24, 2007 17:34:37 GMT -8
"Zomevone 'as already come. Ztand zo ve can begeen."
Someone’s here? YAY!
Upon hearing the words of this stranger Kiff suddenly jumped up to his feet ready to fight. Turning around swiftly to the stranger Kiff then started to stretch his arms as he took in some basic observation of his opponent.
What the hell is that thing? He sure is a bit creepy looking. I really hope he isn’t crazy or homicidal because that would be bad.
With a nervous grin Lee then reply to his opponent, “Well it looks like I am going to be fighting you this round. So do you want to go first or should I kick things up?”
As Lee was saying that he was bouncing up and down on his heel ready to bounce forward of an attack, or upwards for a dodge.
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Post by valekin on Mar 24, 2007 17:47:45 GMT -8
Valekin chuckled to himself. The boy before him was a little happy go lucky. But the maniac could smell his fear. It was like a rare spice that made things all the more satisfying to him. He smirked, baring a pair of sharp canines. It was all or nothing. Kill or be killed. He didn't even know if his opponent knew that, he didn't even care. He just wanted to hurt someone.
"You go virst. It'll be much more eenteresteeng zhat vay."
Hye hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee...
He started cackling maniacally. The mere thought of spilling the boy's blood amused, even excited him. His elliptical eyes focused, and his smile tightened. Things were going to get ugly.
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Post by lee on Mar 25, 2007 7:08:18 GMT -8
Riiiiiight. I guess I am facing a lunatic this round. I guess I should e more careful. Maybe?
With that invite for the first arrack Kiff rushed straight in for the first attack. As he got close to his target Kiff would jump in the air extending his right foot out, as he tuck his left leg in, and go into a spin sending his right foot straight towards his opponent’s head. Should that attack be blocked Kiff would then lunge forward to grab his opponent’s head as he would bring his left knee up straight towards his opponent’s chin.
This short small combo should cause some damage leaving his opponent misbalance for Lee to launch another series of attacks, hopefully.
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Post by valekin on Mar 25, 2007 8:04:33 GMT -8
Unfortunately, Valekin tends to dodge rather than block. He dropped to one knee, then slid foreward and turned so that he was facing the back of his opponent. This shoot and slide took him under the airstrike. The insane smile found it's way back to his face. His mind rushed with calculations. Clak! Clak! The sound of his boots hitting the wood as he stood. He balled his left fist, and sent it flying to his just landing opponent's right shoulder as a backhand. His torso twisted slightly with it, adding force to the strike.
"You fly like a hawk. But you're obvious like chalk..."
Hye hee hee hee hee hee hee....
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Post by lee on Mar 25, 2007 10:13:53 GMT -8
Just as Kiff was landing on his two feet his opponent then launched an attack before Kiff could turn around fully to do something. Getting hit in his right shoulder rather hard caused Kiff to stagger a little bit forward. After a few steps kiff regain most of his balance, and swiftly turned around to face his opponent again.
This guy is fast. I got to be faster.
After that short little thought Kiff went charging straight towards his opponent again. As he got close to his opponent Kiff then leaped forwards straight towards his opponent and sent a right jab straight towards Vale*. Depending on which way he would move would determine where Kiff’s next attack will go. If Vale moved towards Kiff’s left he would send his right knee for an attack, and if Vale went the other way then Kiff would use his other knee.
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Post by valekin on Mar 25, 2007 10:28:12 GMT -8
The leaping punch would have trapped him if he moved left or right, instead he backpedaled twice, and lifted his left hand to catch the fist. With his opponent's fist in his hand, he'd squeeze it hard, digging nail into flesh. All depended on his opponent's next move, whether he cry out in pain, or try to free his hand.
Hye hee hee hee hee hee...
Yet things didn't happen quickly enough for the Serb, his right hand formed into the dragon's fist, and a quick jab flew toward's his opponent's trachea. If the hit landed, Kiff would find himself breathless. The gag reflex will initiate immediately, and he could cough up blood. The maniac was too dangerous to fight as if he was a normal person. He thrived on violence.
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Post by lee on Mar 25, 2007 18:05:27 GMT -8
As by caught Kiff’s hand his opponent’s grip Lee only wince at the pain as the blood started to drop down. Now instead of his previous attack Lee prepare his left hand for another attack, but as he did that he saw his opponent make a move with his open hand. Bringing up his left hand Lee then grabbed hold of the hand that came at him, and applied pressure trying to hold him back.
In a sly comment with a hint of pain from his opponent’s nails lee then sad, “Have you ever thought about cutting your nails? They are a bit sharp.”
After that comment Kiff would then lean on his left foot as he send his right knee straight towards his opponent’s gut.
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Post by valekin on Mar 25, 2007 18:22:15 GMT -8
The caught dragon fist opened, and he interlocked his fingers with his opponent's. His nails, all ten dug into the other male's flesh. Blood would pool, then run. His fingers were digging for the boy's tendons, cutting through his body. The knee struck him in the side, but it didn't do any major damage, just a mere bruise would show up some time later.
Hye hee hee hee hee hee hee.....
Valekin's right leg kicked for the boy's shin. The metal plating on his boot shimmered, and would cause some serious damage. If it connected, which was highly probable, since the boy's other leg was still in the air, and all his weight was on that one; not only would it cause him to bleed, but it would be painful, and would probably knock the boy onto his knee. Which his hands were already beginning to force him down into. It was a game of violent and bloody mercy. Who would say uncle first!?
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Post by lee on Mar 26, 2007 7:41:31 GMT -8
Caught, hit, but no freedom yet. Lee’s attack connected with his opponent’s body, but for some reason he did not loosen his grip. If anything Vale’s gripped tighten, and now both hands where being pierce by Vale’s nails. All Kiff could do now is try to push Vale back, but that would be no easy task.
As he started to bring his right foot down for another attack Kiff suddenly lost his footing as his left shin got hit by Vale’s metal boots. This caused Kiff to fall onto his left knee with his right foot on the ground now trying to support him up as he tried hopelessly to push his opponent back.
Breathing hard Kiff tried to push Vale off of him with his own strength, but found that it was not enough to stop his attacker. If anything all Lee could do now was simply to slow Vale down, but it was obvious that he had the upper hand. To surrender would be the best option, but with an opponent like Vale it seemed pretty hopeless that he would accept it.
So Lee made his choice to try and push Vale back despite the intense pain he is facing currently with his hands.
There has to be a way out, but I just can’t get my hands free.
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Post by valekin on Mar 26, 2007 8:03:10 GMT -8
"Hye ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Valekin's opponent was at his knees. He could feel his nails scraping the bones in the boy's hands. The Maniac pushed forward to overpower the boy, the blood curdling laughter rocked the warehouse. This was the glee of victory, of the feel of warm blood on one's hands. He longed to taste it. His elliptical eyes focused on Kiff's own, and peered deep into his soul. Valekin wasn't human anymore, he felt no mercy, no compassion, no regret, and no pain. All he felt was bloodlust. It consumed him entirely.
His mouth opened wide, baring the sharpened canines inside. A quick motion, and his forehead would ram against Kiff's skull. The second motion, lightning quick like a snake strike, would be a bite for the boy.
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Post by icy4lyfe on Mar 26, 2007 8:22:52 GMT -8
Judge Watching the fight unfold from the crow’s nest the judge only smiled as he made a mark on his paper, as Valekin knocked kiff onto one leg, Match
Kiff Lee vs. Valekin Von Kaluskov
Winner Valekin Now sliding down the pole the judge then rushed over towards the two fighting. He got there as soon as Vale slammed his head into his opponent’s head, but before he sank his teeth into the boy’s neck. Grabbing hold of the back of Vale’s hair the judge then said out loud, “This match is over Valekin. Now let him go, and leave the arena.” ooc: sorry for the shortness. I can't let you kill another combatant since it is against the rule
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Post by valekin on Mar 26, 2007 8:30:58 GMT -8
Valekin stopped, and pulled his fingers free of the boy's bloodied hands. He closed his mouth and snickered to himself. The boy was lucky, Valekin could have killed him. Valekin probably would have killed him, then ate him right there on the deck. Or at least his heart.
"Раз, два, три!"
Hye hee hee hee ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
He laughed maniacally as he walked out of the arena. The rasp tap, of his metal plated boots scraping the wood reverberated through the arena. Onto the next blood bath it seemed. The encounter would probably stay with Kiff for a while. Haunting him, making him turn whenever he heard the laughter.[/color]
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Post by lee on Mar 26, 2007 15:44:08 GMT -8
Feeling the pain grow even worse Lee felt his brain going numb as he stared off into what has to be a demon. His hands were bleeding a lot as he tried hopelessly to hold off his opponent off. Then as he was losing ground his opponent lunge forward with his head butting Lee. This unexpected attack threw Kiff off balance more then he was before and caused him to lose grip while his opponent kept its grip.
Then as his opponent went in for the kill he some how just stopped in mid attack. It took Lee a few seconds, but he did recognize the judge standing there holding his opponent back. With a sigh of relief Kiff fell down to the ground with a grin of amusement. Not caring if the judge was there or not Lee comment to himself, “That was painful, but fun.”
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