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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 18, 2016 10:37:08 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Crack Crack Crack..
One could hear the sound of ice all around them, if Arathorn recalled back to when the God's attacked he'd begin to be reminded of a very familiar sensation of frost encircle about them as the core temperature about Violet dropped nearly instantly. Any contact he had on her at the present that being: His hand grabbing her, his knee to her gut as well as his hand pushing her in the chest would all feel a numbing sort of pain shoot through the limbs and begin frosting over with frostbite.
Violet would take the hits but to a degree as a mirror image of her in ice was shattered by Arathorn's attacks and she regaled backwards with a springing step over his strikes. Tucking her shoulder back down she'd throw a left jab at his gut before a right at his lower jaw. Finally backed and away from his close proximity she could take the opportunity to see just what her Qi could really do.
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HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICSATK: 18 DEF: 28 SPD: 13 PER: 12 ENG: 23 Stamina: 196 - 10 = 186 Resistance: 22% Qi Active: Ability #1:
- Leviathan's Breath: Violet channels energy on the surface of her body to reduce her temperature to insane degrees without causing personal harm to herself. In doing so a layer of frost burn effects anyone in close proximity.
- Violet sustains a temporary aura that alters the temperature around her rapidly to -300*F without causing her harm. This aura is limited to physical contact or one inch from her body. The area outside that range is cold but causes no noticeable side-effects.
- Any victim in contact with Violet upon activation suffers extreme frostbite. Frostbite deals a secondary damage equal to Violet's Energy. Note that this damage is separate not additive.
- Once per thread activation.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2016 13:51:39 GMT -8
In immediate reflex Arathorn jumped back at the first pain of cold.. A severe pain. He knew he could get literal frostbite if he stayed there much longer. Immediately after he landed Arathorn stumbled just a tad, but regained his balance.
"That was rather much, don't you think?" he asked her as he stood back up in a casual position, his voice and face still ceasing to express emotion.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 19, 2016 19:37:42 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Violet would stand up straight after the interaction feeling the momentary absence of conflict her body language would come off as nonthreatening and lax. She'd beam with a bright grin to Arathorn placing her hands on her hips and puffing out her chest like she was real proud of herself.
"Haha maybe just a tad, but I wanted to give you a taste of what we had to deal with." Her posture would tighten up into a warrior stance once again. "So you'd be prepared for when it happened again." Violet smirked, if she got the impression that Arathorn wanted to continue she'd spring forward off her back foot throwing another right hook at his jaw banking low to throw a left to his gut.
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HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 18
DEF: 28
SPD: 13
PER: 12
ENG: 23
Stamina: 186
Resistance: 22%
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2016 20:55:06 GMT -8
Arathorn stood there and waited for her to arrive, and when she did, he would use his left hand to block her right hook, turn his body sideways to where it was parallel with her right arm, causing the attempt at punching his gut to go right on past. Immediately, since she was wide open, he used his right to punch straight for the left side of her face. Again, while this would be the main problem for her, he would use his right leg to kick just behind her left leg in an attempt to get her on one knee.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 19, 2016 22:19:42 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | Just as she'd missed the first strike she'd activate her pendant and a surge of speed would shoot through her limps, instead of following through with the gut jab she'd shift her weight on her right heel and stepping through with the left to bring her fist in a sweeping uppercut still from beneath him to catch just beneath his jaw. This move would bring her right harm back in front of her own chin to block although not having a clear line of sight with him was still fallible. Her stature now shifted beneath his torso and stature entirely tilted Violet would feel the strike to her outer kneecap instead merely shirking her with some initial pain to contact although bone-to-bone not really impeding her any.
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HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 18
DEF: 28
SPD: 13 +4 = 17
PER: 12
ENG: 23
Stamina: 186 -10 =176
Resistance: 22%
Pillar Item Active: +4 Speed, 1/3 posts
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2016 20:47:03 GMT -8
With his keen sight Arathorn saw the uppercut coming, but he wasn't fast enough to stop it in time. It popped him, and popped him hard. The very tip of his tongue was nicked by his quickly-shutting teeth, and the teeth themselves hit each other pretty hard to the point of a slight pain. He fell backwards from the blow, landing on the ground with a grunt.
Sitting up on his right elbow, Arathorn rubbed his jaw line, and after adjusting his jaw bone he exhaled with the words, "This is why I stick to ranged weapons." Lightly tapping the tip of his tongue with his index finger, he looked at the blood and in response spat out a gob of red saliva. "I really need to train more when it comes to close combat, clearly," he said to himself but loud enough for Violet to hear him.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 22, 2016 21:55:52 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | Violet would grin again letting her guard down as she slowed her body's reactions and belittling her aggressive post to allow for Arathorn to stand up, a little monster inside her beckoning to hit him again because in a real fight an opponent wouldn't allow for him to recover merely beat him down further but that instinct wasn't in her at least it wasn't present yet.
"If that's the case then you should specialize there, don't take me in a fair fight. Close combat is my specialty, I can take incredible bouts of hits and keep coming." She'd beat her chest a little bit feeling the confidence flowing through her. What Vi failed to mention though was her weakness; lacking in certain qualities such as speed and perception she couldn't react to a great many speedy opponents all too well, they ran circles on her in more ways than one. Though this factor didn't worry her much, one good grab and the fight would turn in her favor she just had to outlast her opponent.
"Ready to keep at it or d'you want a break?" Violet would call out not setting the pace because truly she could go all day with this pent up vigor.
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HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 18
DEF: 28
SPD: 13 +4 = 17
PER: 12
ENG: 23
Stamina: 186 -10 =176
Resistance: 22%
Pillar Item Active: +4 Speed, 1/3 posts
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Deleted on Mar 22, 2016 22:28:06 GMT -8
Standing back up, Arathorn continued rubbing his chin, half because of the pain, the other half because of the thinking. "I would specialize there, but when I say long range, I mean hundreds of yards. We need to go on the gun range or have a paintball war. In duels involving guns and precision, I would most definitely claim victory," Arathorn replied, basically ignoring her question and letting it be answered by him walking over to the desk he had set up to grab his water bottle. At this point, the sun was high enough in the sky to where it heated the earth, and him in particular, especially with his black, thick jacket on. He had gotten quite sweaty.
Not even thinking about her or how awkward it might be, Arathorn took his jacket and shirt off, revealing the tanned torso he had from the numerous days he spent out in the sun training. The rifle-butt sized callous he had in his right shoulder showed easily along with his six pack. He turned around and leaned on the desk as he drank the water bottle and stared at the ground, trying to think of a way for him to show what he was flawless at: shooting.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 24, 2016 10:17:50 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | Violet would smirk as he emphasized his own skills, she had no real doubt that was his specialization considering the fact that he took to the name eagle eyes with such affection. A tinge of concern and worry would enter her mind as she considered the idea of being exposed on an open range against Arathorn and was grateful that she only really had to deal with him in close quarters like this.
She'd take his lead and follow off to the side grasping out for a bottle of water and downing it quickly mostly spilling on herself briefly. With a slight cough she'd straighten up only to realize that his shirt was off. Panic swiftly set in, "Ahh that was unexpected!" Waving her arms erratically in a momentary terror.
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HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 18
DEF: 28
SPD: 13 +4 = 17
PER: 12
ENG: 23
Stamina: 186 -10 =176
Resistance: 22%
Pillar Item Active: +4 Speed, 1/3 posts
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2016 15:51:01 GMT -8
Arathorn's eyebrows subtly wrinkled from confusion as his eyes rose up from his thoughts, wondering what exactly was "unexpected" and why she had such an unnecessarily violent reaction to it. He looked around, wondering what the girl was talking about, completely oblivious. "What was?" he asked her, trying to figure it out. He wasn't 100% vacant of human societal norms, and he did check everything that he thought she might react that way to: his pants were still up and zipped, his body wasn't showing signs of.. well the point is that wasn't happening, and there was nothing on him or abnormal about his body or what was around it, so what was she freaking out about?
Wait, the thought slid across his mind. Is she referring to my shirt being taken off? He glanced down curiously due to the thought."The removal of my shirt?" he added to his previous question with genuine wonder and confusion. As she answered the question he would duck his head down and pour the ice water on the back of his neck and let it run through his hair and onto his face in order to cool off. It was quite ironic the fact that he had been near frostbite merely a couple minutes ago and now he was trying to cool off a bit.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 25, 2016 11:37:24 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | "YES!" Violet would state loudly pointing an accusing finger in his general direction whilst redirecting her attention elsewheres over her shoulder as she idly slurped at her water canteen. Though pursed lips she'd mumble, "I get that its hot but its not fair for you to do that.."
Violet didn't understand how that could be taken out of context, really what she meant by it was simply the fact that she couldn't very well go taking her own shirt off in public and damn was it starting to feel like summer already with a balmy sun in the sky.
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HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 18
DEF: 28
SPD: 13 +4 = 17
PER: 12
ENG: 23
Stamina: 186 -10 =176
Resistance: 22%
Pillar Item Active: +4 Speed, 1/3 posts
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Deleted on Mar 25, 2016 12:18:30 GMT -8
Arathorn again looked at himself, this time with a inaudible "Hm." Shifting his line of sight back to her as she looked away, Arathon blinked as he offered, "You can too if you want, I wouldn't care." The tone in his voice, as always, was just generally oblivious and casual. He offered as if it was a normal things that girls did. He didn't mean it as a sarcastic joke, nor as a perverted order, but merely as a genuinely friendly offer. He couldn't see why not. She was wearing a bra underneath anyway, yes? It's not like he would be invading her privacy.
Truth be told even if he did catch sight of her breasts it wouldn't be anything he'd necessarily enjoy. It would just be like a "Hey, you should probably cover that up," in his signature voice. He didn't have any wish to have any intercourse with her whatsoever, and both his mind and his body agreed with this. She was beautiful, yes, but the fact did not mean he had any or wished to have any sexual plans for her whatsoever. And it was indeed hot, as she stated, so it would simply be rude to not allow her to remove in the very least the outside of her shirt.
"It would provide more flexibility and feel for your surroundings while reducing the amount your body sweats. It is a strategic decision, is it not?" he asked her, rather confused at why she did not see this.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 25, 2016 19:51:38 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | Violet would springboard essentially as Arathorn spoke; suggesting that she take off her top! What a pervert! Launching herself up and outright she'd throw an unsuspecting slap across the back of his head with all her might potentially throwing him to the ground with the force if he was completely unsuspecting. A loud, shrill scream emitted "Eiiiiyeehhhhh NOT A CHANCE ARATHORN WHAT DO YOU TAKE ME FOR!"
Violet was at this point entirely red in the face, flushed and breathing heavily from the attack.
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HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 18
DEF: 28
SPD: 13 +4 = 17
PER: 12
ENG: 23
Stamina: 186 -10 =176
Resistance: 22%
Pillar Item Active: +4 Speed, 2/3 posts
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Deleted on Mar 25, 2016 22:13:36 GMT -8
WHACK! The sound cracked through the air like thunder as Violet's palm met the back of his head. He suddenly launched forward, tripped on a root and landed on his shoulder with a loud, just inches away from it being dislocated. The dust he landed on flew up into the air as a mist of dirt particles before gradually settling back down, aside from the pesky ones that clung to his sweat-covered skin. He would have been able to defend himself against the sudden attack if he was expecting it. However, he was a little too confused about why she was reacting in such a way to see her, well, react in such a way.
Rubbing the back of his head as he stood back up, he voiced softly, "Pervert? No you misunderstand. Although your breasts are of a sexually appealing size, I have no wish to see them. I simply take no interest in such things. Yes, I could be sexually attracted to you due to your physically appealing body structure, but that's just biological. However, regardless of this fact I do not wish to take any sort of sexual action with you at this time. I was merely offering for your comfort, not my pleasure." Yet again, he spoke matter-of-factly, as if it was something that should have previously been understood. With each word, no matter how awkward it would be for normal teens to say them, he said it clearly and casually and stayed indefinitely in a logical sort of mind.
With a look at the backside of his shoulder, he added, "This is why I don't particularly like emotion. Although it causes internal mental pain, it often can lead to physical pain, too. Unfortunately with the human brain being designed the way it has been, emotion is unavoidable. " His eyes made their way back to hers and he continued with his previous point.
"Anyway, no matter. If you do not feel that you should remove your shirt, I do suppose I understand. I apologize if I gave you any discomfort. Would you like me to retrieve my shirt? If so, I shall," he offered, gesturing to the desk that he had laid the shirt on.
Things like this are probably why I never got into a relationship. he thought to himself, half joking, half just stating the fact as it was.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 25, 2016 22:32:27 GMT -8
Violet ~~~~~ | Violet wouldn't really give him much of a chance to get the latter notions out. After hearing the bit of the fact that she wasn't attractive? At this point she was really just hearing what she wanted to hear in the whole exchange. Stepping up Violet would throw a left hook into his gut, followed by another right hammer arm to the neck, though her actions looked rather composed they couldn't be anything further from the sort. Her entire flurry really just an oversized tantrum that Arathorn had by all accords unintentionally walked in on.
"What do you mean not wanting to see them! I'll have you know I have fantastic breasts! What am I saying? No what are you saying you great big pervert! Eagle Eyes! Oh yeah I see you're just a great big peeking tom!"
Again more flailing if left uninterrupted in similar motions, off hand to the gut, other hand hammering against the torso switching every so often when it was fitting.
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HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 18
DEF: 28
SPD: 13 +4 = 17
PER: 12
ENG: 23
Stamina: 186 -10 =176
Resistance: 22%
Pillar Item Active: +4 Speed, 3/3 posts
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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