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Post by LuLu on Feb 14, 2009 14:36:24 GMT -5
LuLu looked at Laguna with wide eyes when he got closer, then backed away some. But when he spoke, she scoffed.
"Non. Meurt lui. Azrael." She growled the name, shaking her head. "Il a touché moi!" As she spoke, she pulled out her long, obsidian knife and started walking toward them.
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Post by Mitsuharu on Feb 14, 2009 15:23:58 GMT -5
"Seems we've drawn a crowd over such a small issue. Let me repeat myself. I want to duel you, Laguna. I want to see what you can do with such an odd choice of weapon. I do not want to slay you, nor harm you more than you really harm myself.
Azrael, you will stand down. Or else you will have both the second and first in command of Nosferatu to deal with.
Lastly, to our lady guest, welcome."
Why must his plans get ruined. They were innocent enough. Was it so much to ask for to just get a decent fight? As it were, America seemed to be rather disappointing.
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Post by LuLu on Feb 14, 2009 15:35:45 GMT -5
LuLu nodded toward Mitsuharu, but kept her eyes on Azrael. She would never forgive him for touching her...or KISSING her..She growled with that thought. She felt Ella's concern at her anger in the back of her mind and tried to reassure her that she was alright. Ella didn't need to come home now. Despite not needing food, they still had to pay rent.
"I...Je meurt lui. Tu a lui." She pointed to each respectively: Azrael for herself, and Laguna for Mitsu.
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Post by Azrael Sting on Feb 15, 2009 12:20:32 GMT -5
Azrael stood back.
"No fighting please"
Azrael sat down.
"There is something strong becoming to our country"
He unsheathed his sword.
"We will have to work together to kill it"
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Post by Laguna on Feb 15, 2009 12:51:39 GMT -5
Laguna was taken aback by the mention of the evil, he hadn't even done anything yet! He wouldn't give them the impression that the mention of a coming evil spooked him. He had shaken off the Nosferatu aura, his goals were more important then fear.
"Alright Mitsuharu, I'll give you a duel, no one gets killed, not even Azrael. I think we should hear him out and THEN we decide on what's best."
Laguna shook his head, long hair swishing around his head before falling down his back as he stopped. He readied his scythe and crouched into his battle stance.
Alright, Mitsuharu, I'll show you what I'm capable of with such an odd weapon."
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Post by Mitsuharu on Feb 15, 2009 13:08:24 GMT -5
"As you wish, young master."
Slowly, he then retracted his left arm back into his coat.
He then lunged forward, forcing is No-Dachi straight forward.
It was still gleaming in the dark aura, masking it's true location within the aura.
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Post by LuLu on Feb 15, 2009 13:28:31 GMT -5
LuLu growled. She didn't care what he said, she still wanted to at least try to kill Azrael. She walked up to Azrael and looked down at him. She had her knife in her hand in an instant (too lazy to see if I already took it out).
"En guarde!" (not sure if I spelled that right)
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Post by Azrael Sting on Feb 15, 2009 13:31:09 GMT -5
Azrael shook his head. "If you wish" He pulled out his claymore.  "This will end badly for you" |
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Post by LuLu on Feb 15, 2009 13:36:58 GMT -5
LuLu growled again. She didn't believe him. That long sword may reach her when she stood far away, but she was quick on her feet. Ballet lessons really helped her as a child. She lunged at him with her knife, then quickly backed up a few paces before he had a chance to swing at her. (this is where you say whether you moved, or were hit, or whatever your reaction was)  |
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Post by Laguna on Feb 15, 2009 13:49:17 GMT -5
Laguna hadn't expecting Mitsuharu to use such a predictable attack. He was an amateur fighter and he could've handled an attack with ease. He waited until the last moment and leapt to the side and slashed and Mitsuharu's exposed flank, his scythe was little more then a violet blur.
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Post by Mitsuharu on Feb 15, 2009 15:42:41 GMT -5
Mitsuharu had not expected such a predictable counter-attack. This was his strength, the repost-repost, as it were.
He moved his blade to the parry 4 position, catching the scythe were the blade met the staff.
If this were a fight were Mitsuharu wanted his foe dead, his left arm would reach out and crush his foes skull.
But it is not.
Instead, he allowed the scythe to swipe, rolling straight over-top of it.
"Unlike humans, vampires can get more agile with time..."
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Post by Azrael Sting on Feb 15, 2009 15:50:07 GMT -5
Azrael smiled.
"OWNED!"
He shouted.
Being of incomparable strength, he swung the claymore in front of him.
This would be fatal if it hit her.
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Post by LuLu on Feb 15, 2009 15:50:35 GMT -5
LuLu bent back, the sword going over her front, but she was untouched. This only seemed to fuel her anger. For the second time in her vampiric life, the aura of fear and anger began pulsing out of her, getting stronger each time it pulsed. Her growls got softer because her body was concentrating on the defense mechanism.
After she moved away from the hit, she turned, aiming for an unprotected area of flesh, and lunged her knife toward him.
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Post by Laguna on Feb 15, 2009 16:10:58 GMT -5
Laguna was expecting this counterattack, it was risky but it helped him figure out just how fast and agile this guy was, he jumped back, glad his foe hadn't performed any number of damaging or disarming moves. He performed a zig-zag dash towards Mitsuharu and strafed around and dealt several even faster cuts to Mitsuharu's back before jumping away. He could see that this man was far stronger then him, he just hoped he could give a decent fight.
"heh, I know that age brings power for our kind, and I can see that time can fed your powers well."
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Post by Mitsuharu on Feb 16, 2009 10:51:52 GMT -5
"You are faster with that thing than one would expect. I am impressed."
Now it was time to stop playing around. He did have skill, whether he'd admit it or not.
He watched as his foe stepped back, and then attacked his side.
He ducked away from all the attacks, having them barely miss himself.
On the final blow, he raised his foot, blocking the blow, and pinning it against the wall.
"What now, young one? You are exposed" he chuckled.
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