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7 yrs ago
Current Try checking the Articles and Guides section
7 yrs ago
I'm not victim blaming but all generalizations are false, even this one.
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8 yrs ago
It does.
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8 yrs ago
PC and Tablet ded, send help
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8 yrs ago
I lived the land of no internet
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Nephene marveled at all the attention the small fight had drawn. What had started as a small ambush had ended in a congregation for the forming of a heroic party. Just what she wanted, this sure beat her plan to wander around the countryside looking for something heroic to do. She decided to play it cool and just leaned on the wall of the alley and simply said, "My spear is yours for whatever heroic mission you have in mind." satisfied with the way things were playing out.
Yasuri nodded apprecitavly at the other warriors form as he went though his own praticeing. Soon enough a large group of poeple began assembling, mostly Fanus. He was preparing to go into the second stage of his pratice when suddenly flames rose out of the group, he quickly turned to see the source and was able to see the last of the flames vanishing from the lizards mouth. He noted that for future reference, apparntly lizards and dragons weren't too different at all. Then refocusing he began the second part of his pre-sleep regimen and slowly began increasing gravity on himself as he went through his exercises, his training weights almost painfully heavy now.
Sol began the painful process of moving again despratly focing his exhausted body to dodge. His reflexs began to fail and his body no longer obeyed him as he wished it to and one of Mithrail's blows slipped past clipping the side of Sol's head and sending him spinning to the ground head spinning more than it already had been. Sol slowly attempted to rise to his feet once again using the wall to steady himself.
Sol rapidly blinked as Mithrail moved towards him launching into yet another barrage of punches. He barely mangaed to bat away the attacks and dodge them, more from instict given from long hours of training then anything else. His eyes glinted as he finally finsished the sequence of punches that Mithrail most commenly used. Sol stepped forward on his good leg barely letting a fist whiz past his face and spun on his good foot dodging the next blow he knew was coming and slamming both of his fists into her side. The blow wasn't the strongest he had done but she had no muscles there so at least his hands shouldn't break, and hopefully she would at least hit the magic wall of force stunning her long enough to allow him to repostion to endure her next attack.
Nephene quickly did as the young man ordered and charged at the new arrivals up the right side straight towards the Mercanary attempting to stop them. She quickly dodged under the sword strike and slammed him into the wall with her shield shoving him around to allow the tactian to get past him and directly attack the archer. The Mercanary struggled to fight back but she outranged him with her spear and she easily batted away his attacks with her shield.
Mars gave a sigh of relief as her last class before lunch finally ended. Knowledge was good and all but sometimes class was just a bore. She eagerly left her class to grab a quick bite before the cafateria closed. She quickly wolfed down a good portion of meat and left to find someone or something inresting.
Sol flinched as Mithrail exploded towards him in an impossibly fast burst of movment knocking the piece of metal back at him. He had no time to dodge either the metal or the attack and simply ignored the metal letting it cut acorss his cheek drawing a crimson line across it and Sol brought his arms up in an X defense, the only thing that he could do here since he had commited himself to that one simple action. He gasped as her fist slammed into his weak defense lifting him off the ground and sending him flying into the wall several feet back. Sol grunted as he slammed into the far wall, again. He slowly stuggled up and stood resting against the wall assesing his injuries. Blood loss was starting to come into play making his vision blurry, his elbow was seriously bruised and he could barely stand on his injured leg limiting his movement to only jumps and rolls. If he could only get one more hit in, if she did that same attack again, then he might be able to sneak in one last hit.
Mars gave a sigh of relief as her last class before lunch finally ended. Knowledge was good and all but sometimes class was just a bore. She eagerly left her class to...
Sol looked curiously at Mithrail as she adopted a stance. So far she had showed no knowledge of martial arts but she had a stance this entire time. Sol considered what to do, a melee attack at this point seemed almost suicidal, so instead... Sol picked up the metal shards that were left from his sheath being shattered and started hurling them at Mithrail. They would only cause superficial damage if anything but perhaps they would annoy her enough for him to get off another hit.
Sol grunted as his leg slammed into what felt like a block of concrete and yet another bruise began to blossom on his leg, then quickly managed to bring up both hands to catch the kick that was flying towards his body. He heaved himself off of the foot as it sailed towards him and and used the force to launch himself away rather than have his ribs broken. He still managed to stick the landing after stumbling a bit. He took deep breaths regaining his focus and ignoring the small cuts and bruises he had managed to acquire and thought about how to respond to her next move.
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