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The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

“Yes. You probably will.”

Fury burst forward, one stride carrying him further than any mortal man, almost closing the distance in an instance. The momentum was not to be wasted, as his left foot set down again in the earlier boxing stance he took an addition step forward on his right foot by shifting his weight and throwing his right fist forward in a driving punch directed down towards Kanitah’s nose. There was speed behind his attack, and no small amount of surprise. He had the longer reach and so was assured that his punch would limit Kanitah’s options, making counter attacking immediately very dangerous and giving Fury ample time to pull back if necessary.

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

That's pretty unfortunate.

I'm still hoping I get to play out Fury's end game, it requires a few people to play supporting roles but it would be an interesting conclusion to his story if it ever comes to fruition.

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

Though, to be honest. I really just expected Fury to respond with something along the vein of:
"I hate your face. Your smug sense of justice. I hate your guts and everything about you."

@LeeRoy

Old Fury probably would have, he once literally beat the living shit out of a demon for flying over and taunting him, didn't say a word he just got straight to business.

Current Fury is having something of a personal crisis, it's been ongoing for a while now.

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

As Fury strode closer he nearly stopped to consider Kanitah’s words. It was a question that actually resounded with him, and he was one seldom for deep thought or consideration of his actions. Why was he here, attempting to finish off an opponent he had barely wanted to fight in the first place nigh on three years ago?

The answer pulled at him within his soul, but he couldn’t face it, he never could.

“You may be in the habit of leaving your foes alive behind you where they can stab you in the back… but I prefer an ending to things.” Fury told him, his voice strong but no longer strained with shouting as they reached a more comfortable distance from each other. He couldn’t help but relive the strange situation that had drove them to fight in the first place so long ago in the twisting worlds of the multiverse. Fury had thought he had finally found his greatest foe, Skallagrim, but had instead locked on to some coward who had recently came into contact with the Dreamer. In his hasty attack he had rather understandably struck up their ire, and Kanitah had taken offence and launched an attack on Fury.

The fight had been brutal but by all accounts relatively short. Fury had gained an early upper-hand and dealt his foe a number of wounds, but the situation had rapidly spiralled out of control and the Fireen had left in embarrassment of the mess he had made. It irked him to this day that Kanitah had not rolled over and died when faced with his full strength, Fury had only ever lost a single fight, and drawing was almost as bitter.

Still, that hardly seemed like enough for him to beat the living crap out of the Angar-Ryllan commander to force him to take Fury to Kanitah when scouts had reported his presence on this rocky planet. It all seemed to be a little mad, damn why was this always happening?

“I used to be a soldier damnit.” Fury muttered to himself, staring at Kanitah and realising he had unconsciously drawn to a stop twenty feet from his foe, a pittance of distance to the superhuman opponents.

Maybe I am just looking for a fight… maybe there’s a part of me hoping every fight will be my last.
Enough, your pity irritates me, don’t force me to seize your body, you are my vessel, never forget your place.
So be it.

“Ready yourself, see if you fare any better than last time.” Fury settled with his left foot forward in a boxing stance, his eyes fixed on Kanitah, energy bunching up around his extremities as it always did when he prepared for war.

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

It's more noticeable when he shouts or is otherwise angry as the Void exploits his Fury, hence the name, but yeah basically the possession thang.

My next post may take a while, I like Fury to have good reasons for his actions so thinking through why he may want to kill Kanitah particularly will require some thought.

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

It would be difficult to describe Fury's voice, though I always try to. It's sort of like a moderately deep male voice interlaced with some dark ethereal voice, maybe like the Lich King or something.

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

The large warrior spat onto the cold steel floor of the ship, his spittle splashing onto an engineer’s feet. Deathly silence filled the room, permeated only by shuffling feet and awkward stares at anything but the two involved in the confrontation.

“Make time.” His voice, oddly accentuated by something deeper and darker than itself, rang out across the populated bridge. The commander looked down on Fury, his face mottling red with extreme anger at his impudence, delivering orders on his ship?

“We don’t have additional time to fulfil your petty vendettas soldier, back to your post.” The commander was dismissive of the Fireen warrior known as Fury, he should have been more wary of the burning rage hidden behind his pale blue eyes.

The blast of energy shook the bridge and sent the commander sprawling, two armed guards following suit as they tried to draw on the Fireen whose hands were still splayed from his act of aggression. He moved forward with deadly intent, his hands now bunched into fists.

Two days later

Fury dived from the empty evac station into the void of space, his body unperturbed by the conditions as he used energy to propel himself towards his target. He always did like to make an explosive entrance.

The earth ruptured under his feet as energy dropped to protect him from the impact, carefully generated as he fell for just this purpose. As was usual he created a great deal of sound and drilled his own small crater into the ground on landing, something which was growing to become his trademark. His foe was close, he had sensed him as he dropped down, probably within eye-sight now and Kanitah was sure to know Fury had arrived.

Fury jumped out of the crater and strode towards Kanitah in his Antireen mail, one hand raised in challenge as he roared.

“WE HAVE UNFINISHED BUSINESS YOU AND I!”

The Hot Headed, Heavy Hitters, Have it Out (Fury vs Kanitah, Round 2)

Alrighty

RPGuild Ranked Tournament - Tuujaimaa vs. Melonhead

Jok looked around for a moment more and then moved swiftly away from the relative safety of the cave mouth, his steps carefully placed to avoid snapping twigs and making noise disturbing other detritus. He moved by his reckoning south east in relation to the cave entrance, his carefully quiet but also impressively fast pace driving him to the very edge of the terrain in but a few moments. He stopped then, looking both directions, before preparing to circle the island from the outside of the island, moving steadily clockwise. It made sense to secure the perimeter with his back to impassable terrain, though he kept a safe distance of about ten feet from the cliffside. This place was like nothing he had seen before, he wasn’t taking anything for granted.

Checking behind himself often he began his quick and careful scouting operation around the outside of the island, moving carefully across an open section of terrain and passing a stone pillar. He didn’t like moving out in the open like that, but there was little other choice that the environment permitted him.

He slowed his pace as he reached another section of forest and he slowly merged into the foliage, watching the space he had traversed carefully to scout for anyone pursuing him. If he had made it this far unscathed he had a significant advantage if his opponent had the drop on him, though he had no way of knowing.

Reclamation - War of Technology and Magic (closed)

You said the Church of Remus has a number of unsanctioned offshoots, so those three mages could be members of one of those offshoots. They could belong to a particularly radical offshoot and try to kill all Tech beings they come across, but wouldn't be officially affiliated with the Church. How's that?

@JohnSolaris

Yeah, something along those lines. Though the offshoots I was going for were more town level in the cities where an actual chapter house is. From a large scale perspective the Church of Remus is still relatively low influence.