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Post by Raika Asoshi on Jun 27, 2009 23:33:59 GMT -5
Raika was at the Warrior Barracks to upkeep her skill. There she saw a row of training dummies nicely tied to sticks where she can hack and slash and see what kind of damage she does to the armour it is wearing. Raika was pretty swift and quick, often times escaping the scars, but causing it to afflict another.
She stood there and pulled out both her blades. With great speed, she back flipped and double-slashed the dummy and knocking off it's helmet. "Not half bad," she said to herself, shealting her blades.
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Post by Benjamin Freed on Jun 28, 2009 10:12:29 GMT -5
Freed had rust finished his rounds of evaluating the troops that where training out in the courtyard. He was heading down the hall, with is favorite great sword hanging on his back as there was no scabbard big enough for the blade. He wore a simple shirt a chain mail under a brest plate, as well as some simple leather leggings and boots. He wasn't planning on going to battle anytime soon. He was on his way to the archery range when he heard noises coming from the dummy room. There shouldn't be any one in there, at least none of his men.
He carefully made his way to the room to find a young woman hacking away at the practice dummies. He watched fer a minute or two as she finished and finally placed her blades back in their scabbards. He caught himself grinning and decided to speak up. "Not bad blade work. How about you try a living target." He said removing the blade from his back and placing the tip on the ground in front of him. He wanted to see more of her skill.
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Post by Raika Asoshi on Jun 28, 2009 11:46:15 GMT -5
"Huh?" Raika turned her head to see a man standing there, grinning at her. He took out his great sword, challenging her to try her skills on a living target. Raika smirked. It's not that she was cocky or anything, she knew she needed to brush up on her skills, especially since she is still recovering from Liam's leaving. Brushing her hair back she pulled out both her blades. "Okay then, I accept your challenge. Just remember; I can also fight without weapons, so I am quite skilled in various moves"
Raika gave him a challenging glare. She got into position, holding both her blades crossed in front of her chest, her eyes glued onto him, making sure he doesn't spring any surprise attacks.
"Ready when you are," she said. "Is there any rules of this challenge you want to go over, or shall we just jump right in?"
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Vivian Hedoro
Unaligned 
Mercenary
To be honest...I'm always wet ^^''
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Post by Vivian Hedoro on Jun 28, 2009 13:08:22 GMT -5
Meanwhile, Vivian had been under her own training regiment. She came here for days, training for two hours straight each day, and her skills have greatly improved. Her sword was practically soundless when she slashed her targets until the point of impact. Smirking, she had to thank watching one of Mr. Death's battles for her skill and her drive. She wished she could be stronger...and try a real fight.
She then watched a girl with long purple hair practicing with twin swords. She was amazing! Since Vivian was on her break, and had no missions, she figured she'd watch this purple haired girl. She almost said something, but someone else interrupted her, not that she minded or anything. As she heard of the 'living target' idea, Vivian had to take her chance. "M-mind if I join in a-as well?" she stammered, hoping that she could. "I mean....I'd like to train with another person as well.." she fixed her statement, smiling shyly.
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Post by Benjamin Freed on Jun 29, 2009 12:18:11 GMT -5
So, there was another person wanting in on the fun. "There is always room for more. The only rule i have for this match is no death blows keep control of your blades and don't hold back. Oh and no magic." he said putting his weight on his sword. His sword was 4 feet long from pummel. The blade was thick and heavy, the handle was easily big enough for 2 hands.
He was waiting for the first attack he wanted to see what they thought he was. They where not familiar faces so he was sure that they weren't from Avaren meaning they had no idea who he was nor did they have an idea of his capabilities. He wanted them to see his big blade and think him slow.He wanted them to come at him with all they had. "Don't wait for me."
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Post by Raika Asoshi on Jun 29, 2009 12:25:13 GMT -5
"I see this has turned into a free for all match," said Raika when the other girl had asked to join in. "This could get interesting. Don't worry; I can control my blade. And I don't have any magic, nor would ever use such. It's just you, me, her, and our blades. And I hope you have some skills with your body, because legs and arms can be a weapon, too"
Raika looked, wondering who would make the first move. Would it be smart for her to start first, or wait until one of the other two engage?
Closing her eyes, Raika trusted her instincts. Focus, Raika, focus! It's just like the practicing dummy, only this is a real person. Do not create bleeding wounds, however
Taking on her first move, she rushed toward the man and then backflipped, landing behind him, and then she put one of her blades at his throat.
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Post by Benjamin Freed on Jun 29, 2009 14:25:35 GMT -5
(ooc: after this post its Vivian's turn.)
He watch with cold, calm calculating distance and speed as she rushed at him. he watched her feet as she sprang into the air. He ducked down and moved to the other side of his blade, which was stuck in the wood floor. His hands never left the handle. As soon as she landed hi pulled the the sword up and using his back as leverage he brought the flat of the blade up as soon as she landed the blade would shove her back ore knock into her chin it depended on how close she landed.
As the blade arced over his back he changed the flow of force, turning into a side swing if she didn't move she could be sliced in two.
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Vivian Hedoro
Unaligned
Mercenary
To be honest...I'm always wet ^^''
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Post by Vivian Hedoro on Jun 29, 2009 14:57:40 GMT -5
Smiling at her opportunity to practice, she nodded to the rules. No lethal bows then...in that case, she'd just use the blunt side of her sword for strikes. Seeing the purple-haired girl rush in, she observed the fighting and noticed the large-two hander sword was being used far more quickly than it should have been. So this person was highly skilled, but she had an advantage that this man did not know her fighting style.
She then began to rush in, planning on attacking Raika, but noticed something was wrong. The man said no death blows, but if her target did not move, then he'd be self-contradicting. She quickly let go of the handle of her sword, only to flip the blade so that the blade was furthest from her right thumb, as if she were using an over-sized combat knife, and swung upwards from under the large blade in hopes of intercepting it. Her uppercut like motion was quick, yet very solid.
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Post by Raika Asoshi on Jun 29, 2009 22:42:40 GMT -5
Raika fell backwards to the floor. The pain rushed in as the hardness suddenly hit against her, but it wasn't so bad. She saw the sword coming, but Vivian's uppercut had seemed to stop it from coming toward her. Raika dodged, nevertheless, in case the attempt had failed. Her eyes narrowed at at the man. Getting back up, she made him her main target.
"Quick with the two-hander, eh?" she said, panting. "Let'see see who tires out more from this!"
She flipped in the air and did a swift kick, hoping to knock the sword out of the man's hand, and then let's see how he can fight hand-to-hand. As she landed, she looked at Vivian, as if she was her next target.
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Post by Benjamin Freed on Jun 30, 2009 11:54:36 GMT -5
At the last second Freed had planned on stopping the blade had she not moved, however it seemed the she had move just out of range. That's when his other opponent joined in catching his blade. which was quite a task since his blade was quite heavy. And then Raika came back and kicked his blade. He could have held it fast but it was easier to let it drop.
He let go and with out hesitation he went for the one that had kicked the blade. She wanted hand to hand, she was about to get it.
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