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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 13:01:09 GMT -8
It was time for another induction thread. Mathew was clad only in his jeans and he stood inside of a circle of Dragons who were awaiting to see if Leon's apprentice had what it took to be a Dragon. As was the usual since his return, Mathew himself was doing the testing.
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Post by Aryn Valcoph on Oct 29, 2012 22:40:27 GMT -8
Aryn enters the circle, the black flame extinguishing fairly quickly as she set her first foot into the circle.
She knew the rules about qi, it was gone, and she wouldn't - well, hopefully - summon the flames by accident.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Oct 29, 2012 22:41:34 GMT -8
"So you think you have what it takes to be a Dragon? Then do your best to make me bleed here in front of everyone."
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Post by Aryn Valcoph on Nov 2, 2012 17:58:20 GMT -8
There was no smartass remark from her this time, she had her game face on.
So, all she had to do was face off against Mathew, without his qi to worry about. Nope, now all she had to do was worry that he was stronger, faster...and as much as it pained her to admit it, better than her.
Awesome? Awesome.
She didn't really have an overly-complicated style, though she enjoyed flashy moves. So for now, she went with a simple attack as she moved in, aiming for a straight punch with her left for his right eye, other hand held in a ready position.
Should she be successful, her hand would move further, along the side of his face to attempt grasping the back of his neck and pull him down so his face met her knee.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Nov 2, 2012 18:24:46 GMT -8
His left hand shot out to grab her wrist as it went flying for him, lifting her arm up as he moved in and down, sending his right hand which was pointed like a spear in to her armpit. Quite hard.
STR 60
DEX 60
CON 72
INT 60
WIS 60
CHA 75
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Post by Aryn Valcoph on Nov 3, 2012 11:04:36 GMT -8
Though she started to move inwards, torquing her body slightly to send the heel of her free hand into his nose; he was still stupidly fast in comparison. The blow struck, and instant pain assailed her. Not only did it hurt like hell - and she yelled - but her arm went completely numb.
'Fuck.'
Her blow wouldn't be anywhere near as effective, if at all.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Nov 3, 2012 11:09:50 GMT -8
The blow landed right in his nose which made him let go of her by instinct as tears welled up in his eyes. A natural reaction to getting hit right in the nose. Thankfully she wasn't nearly strong enough to break his bones or nose. He could thank Barker for the nearly unbreakable bones and whatnot.
He would send a knee up in to her stomach as he moved his hands up above his head clenching them together. IF she got hit and bent over then he would slam the fists in to her head before she could straighten.
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Post by Aryn Valcoph on Nov 3, 2012 18:03:03 GMT -8
...that hurt her hand. Aryn's eyes narrowed as she retracted her arm; she was close enough that she didn't quite double over, but coughed and used it to move back.
The man hit like a truck.
This was such an obviously one-way fight, but, hell. She wasn't going to stop.
With barely any time to recover - wasn't that the point? - she moved back in, to his side, attempting to hook a foot against the back of his and jerk him off-balance, perhaps. One arm useless, winded. YEAH. AWESOME DAY.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Nov 8, 2012 11:27:03 GMT -8
Her foot hooked behind his and Mathew would fall. Without pillars shooting up since this was a Qiless fight. Lucky for her. He would roll away and pick himself up, deliberately slowly. He wanted to bait her in to pressing the attack.
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Post by Aryn Valcoph on Nov 9, 2012 5:25:18 GMT -8
Aryn didn't need to be baited; she followed as Mathew fell, angling off to the side to give Mathew a solid kick to the kidney area.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Nov 16, 2012 19:21:35 GMT -8
And as her leg started to lift up to kick him in the kidney he threw his body at her. Her blow would land alright, but he was hoping to topple her to the ground. Grapples were fun!
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Post by Aryn Valcoph on Nov 22, 2012 5:31:30 GMT -8
"Shit!"
Aryn exhaled sharply as Mathew knocked her off her feet, and immediately went for a vulnerable spot that wouldn't hurt her to strike at: his eyes.
With her nails.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Dec 1, 2012 9:22:02 GMT -8
He hissed in pain when her nail scratched his eye. That was a good spot to attack, and it forced his eye to shut as his face contorted. None of his protections protected his eye, so that just plain hurt. His body reared up as a fist cocked before shooting forward toward her face.
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Post by Aryn Valcoph on Dec 14, 2012 17:45:23 GMT -8
At this range, there was no dodging for Aryn, whatsoever. She continued scratching at his eyes with a sharp exhale until his fist smashed into her face.
Regardless of where it hit, there was blood and a rather sickening crack.
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Post by Mathew Amtrum on Dec 14, 2012 18:08:27 GMT -8
And with that one of the Dragon's would raise his fist up in to the air.
"Enough."
Mathew would move away from Aryn and let her pick herself up as the man approached her, waiting for her to stand on her own power.
"Are you willing to fight, to bleed? To live as a warrior for the rest of your life?"
If she said yes the man would nod.
"Then I add my strength to yours and honor you as a sister."
He would then strike her hard across the cheek before bringing his fist to his heart. Mathew and the other Dragons would follow the salute.
She was a Dragon.
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