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Post by crystaline440 on May 23, 2011 14:55:47 GMT -5
Cory slammed his palm onto the ground and sent the last 3 fighters flying. This had been the pattern for the last week. Several strong fighters thinking they could take on a blind kid, then getting their buts handed to them. "Why aren't there any strong fighters here? Couldn't find anyone in Mythril, so I figured here would be the next best place. Guess I was wrong." Cory walked over to a tree and laid down against it, grass sticking up between his toes. 'I really need strong people to help. Figures I can't find anyone when I need them,' he thought to himself.
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Post by Maki on May 23, 2011 18:31:17 GMT -5
"Well well cory its been many a moon since we last meet." said Estaye stepping out. She wore a short black dress. It had only one strap and her face had dark markings all over it. "You want a strong fighter?" she moved to a fighting stance. "Lets fight." she smiled wickedly.
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Post by crystaline440 on May 23, 2011 18:48:01 GMT -5
"Wondered when you'd show yourself." Cory stood up. "Gotta remember, can't really sneak up on me." Cory's expression tightened slightly. "Something's different about you." He said as he went into his classic fighting stance of his arms infront of him with his palms facing up. "You gotta know, I won't hold back."
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Post by Maki on May 23, 2011 19:24:03 GMT -5
"Well, you should know i wont go easy ever agiain i am not the weak, kind hearted priestess you knew. Hell, I am not even half elf anymore." she said claws growing. her nails turned to and unbreakable metal. "Now die!" she lunged forward aiming for cory's heart.
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Post by crystaline440 on May 23, 2011 20:09:42 GMT -5
Cory easily ducked under Estaye's attack. "What a shame. Such potental gone to waste." Cory made a punching motion once he got behind Estaye and a softball sized rock was fired from the ground at her. "You used to be so pleasant to be around. I even thought it was kind of cute how you would always apologize."
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Post by Maki on May 23, 2011 20:29:44 GMT -5
"Aw cute! to bad." she ended up behind him. She hugged him. "Lets just put it this way I want all of you dead, But you know this is a fun game." she says kissing his cheek. "Now catch me if you can." she flips backwards shooting out her nails. "A game of dart tag is always fun."
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Post by Alato on May 24, 2011 14:27:35 GMT -5
Arras raised his bottle of nectar and took a swig of it. It tasted like the most delicious wine in the universe, and then better. "I do love this stuff. Too bad I can't share it with any of my mortal friends. People with ashes for internal organs make bad talking buddies." Arras returned his attention to the fight that was going on nearby. "This is a practice arena you know. The killing of each other will not be accepted." Everyone around here knew him as Gard, the executive officer over the Ceredirion Training Grounds, but none knew that he was actually a god. "Arras doesn't take to kindly to his sacred grounds being desecrated."
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Post by crystaline440 on May 24, 2011 20:44:07 GMT -5
Cory brought up a wall of stone to block the nails. "Tell that to pyshco over there, Gard. I've just been here looking for some help with an upcoming issue." Cory punches the wall and sends chunks of it back at Estaye. Cory then punched the ground and jumped into the formed hole that he then sealed back up. He'd need somewhere relativly safe to prepare his next attack.
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Post by Maki on May 24, 2011 21:14:35 GMT -5
Estaye dodges. "Oh another god angery with me what ever shall i do?" estaye says dramtically prancing about. "Come now it just a game." she smiles at cory. "Isnt it Cory?"
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Post by Alato on May 25, 2011 6:13:28 GMT -5
"Well, I'll be glad to assist you Cory. When this fight is over of course." Arras laughed as he drank out of his bottle again. "And Ms. Estaye, just in case you do kill him, you will suffer a fate much worse than death." He leaned himself against a tree and slid down it to the ground, stretching his legs out in front of him.
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Post by Maki on May 25, 2011 6:30:49 GMT -5
"Aw this game is getting boring." Estaye said aollowing her claws to return to normal. "Why must people be kill joys all the time?" she stared at Arras. "Oh well see you later cory." she disappeared in a black puff of smoke.
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Post by crystaline440 on May 25, 2011 9:34:09 GMT -5
"Farewell, Estaye." Cory said. He dropped the remaining bits of the earth wall into the ground. "What'd she mean by 'another god angry at her' Gard? Well, I guess you're kinda the 'god' of the training arena." Cory sat down on the ground and pulled out his geminite sack. He popped one into his mouth and held the sack out in Gard/Arras's direction. "Want one?"
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Post by Alato on May 25, 2011 18:12:05 GMT -5
"I feel like a hurricane just went by." Arras said, shaking his head and holding it in mock whiplash. "If someone kills someone else in a place that is specifically made for sparring and training and such, like this arena, it makes Arras kinda angry. He sees to each and every incident like that personally." Arras reached into the bag and took one of the stones, putting it into his mouth. "Arras handles alot of incidents personally."
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Post by crystaline440 on May 25, 2011 20:27:04 GMT -5
"So I've heard." Cory sucked on his piece like the candy it resembled. "Guess you'd like to hear why I'm looking for some strong people, wouldn't ya?" Cory said. Gard had always had an interesting heart beat, and Cory could feel it through the ground. It almost reminded him of when he would be around Kagaru...
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Post by Alato on May 25, 2011 21:17:28 GMT -5
"I guess, but it probably doesn't matter. I'm always up for helping a friend. So what's going on?" Arras had been slacking just a little bit lately in his work, so he didn't know what was going on. "I'll be glad to offer my assistance."
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