NytefallMetz had bounded rightward to increase the distance between himself and the incoming sword, this in fact only increased the safe distance between himself and his enemy when he strangely opted to both abandon his already moving strike and instead seize a sword that was barely formed from the air off to the right. Obviously, Metz had not tried to reach for the wrist as his enemy’s arm suddenly blurred and re-appeared with the new sword in hand, but had simply charged the man’s body. The only real change Metz made was to raise his left forearm up into the path of his enemy’s right arm to prevent him stabbing his blade down into him like he had done to Shin in his previous bout. Then, with his enemy’s body completely open to him he simply stepped in on his strong right foot and set to work, thrusting rapidly at his foe’s lower body just below his waist, seeking out weak spots in his armour. The blade of the Shint was designed to pass through armour with its razor sharp point, especially with Metz’ magic infused strength. He targeted the waist for a simple reason, in all armour it had to be a point of weakness due to the flexibility required there. If it was one continuous piece of armour too much mobility would be sacrificed, so the joint was the weak spot, his knife could find purchase between the leggings and the torso armour and pierce flesh.
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That's why I wanted the tea party. But then Skalla had to blow up his lobby. Well he can't complain about interesting interactions going on in his lobby's now.
I suppose you might still consider the huge brawl breaking out an interesting interaction.
I was sad that in the interest of prompt-ness there wasn't time for more conversation in the lobby though.
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Good stuff, also.
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I see you continue to copy my style. :K
Also I think you having your leg behind you made me think you had your right shoulder facing me.
Erratic personality is best personality.
Having his left leg behind would have put him -slightly- facing with his right shoulder, not much though.
Metz and Khazna would probably have pretty interesting conversations. There are -some- slight interlaps between their respective histories.
Don’t thrust don’t thrust,
Excellent.
Metz forced himself up, springing from his crouched position to exploit his enemy’s overextension. Six feet spacing with a three and a bit foot sword was a bit of a push for a body cut on a crouching man, not much but enough that the arm had to be fully extended. That was where the trap lay, that and his spell which he quickly abandoned as a sham. The wound to his leg was really inconsequential to the Mage, who had hardly been moving around at all and had therefore refrained from giving away much. He moved as the man stopped and showed signs of the oncoming cut, forcing his weight forward uncomfortably onto his right foot, bouncing into a standing position a little to the right, the power coming from his uninjured leg. He took a single ginger step on his left and then pivoted his left foot as the sword swung in, entering within the man’s guard as his leap had covered three feet. He turned and slammed his body rightward with all his force to pivot, his right arm extended to plunge the knife in his hand in a forward grip into the man’s lower torso hopefully as he fell towards him.
Meanwhile, as his body pivoted his left arm reached out to grasp the sword-hand flying towards his body, trying to seize the wrist and lock, before completing the spin and pulling with his left hand, aiming to the drag the man past him. The end result was to have him off-balance, increasing the likelihood of him being pulled into the knife blow, and subsequently thrown behind the Mage and into his circle. His grip and pull was within human realms, but was likely to surprise the swordsman as it had behind it the strength of an extreme power-lifter.
Metz attack was quick, but behind that was his desperate survival instinct and the belief that if nothing else, his decision to go on the offensive with only a knife to his name would be unexpected by most opponents who had just seen him apparently badly injured.
Excellent.
Metz forced himself up, springing from his crouched position to exploit his enemy’s overextension. Six feet spacing with a three and a bit foot sword was a bit of a push for a body cut on a crouching man, not much but enough that the arm had to be fully extended. That was where the trap lay, that and his spell which he quickly abandoned as a sham. The wound to his leg was really inconsequential to the Mage, who had hardly been moving around at all and had therefore refrained from giving away much. He moved as the man stopped and showed signs of the oncoming cut, forcing his weight forward uncomfortably onto his right foot, bouncing into a standing position a little to the right, the power coming from his uninjured leg. He took a single ginger step on his left and then pivoted his left foot as the sword swung in, entering within the man’s guard as his leap had covered three feet. He turned and slammed his body rightward with all his force to pivot, his right arm extended to plunge the knife in his hand in a forward grip into the man’s lower torso hopefully as he fell towards him.
Meanwhile, as his body pivoted his left arm reached out to grasp the sword-hand flying towards his body, trying to seize the wrist and lock, before completing the spin and pulling with his left hand, aiming to the drag the man past him. The end result was to have him off-balance, increasing the likelihood of him being pulled into the knife blow, and subsequently thrown behind the Mage and into his circle. His grip and pull was within human realms, but was likely to surprise the swordsman as it had behind it the strength of an extreme power-lifter.
Metz attack was quick, but behind that was his desperate survival instinct and the belief that if nothing else, his decision to go on the offensive with only a knife to his name would be unexpected by most opponents who had just seen him apparently badly injured.
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Well I made it more clear saying it would hit the left side of where his neck meets his shoulder.
Alright.
Metz is crouching with his left foot further back than his right, especially after being hit by the sword, so I guess it's about right.
Alright no moar edits, I'm writing from the current situation.
Alright no moar edits, I'm writing from the current situation.
At the moment he has thrown the clone so he only has Serenity in hand. I usually use the name of the weapon to defer it from the cloned weapons. Which have no names.
That's fine, so in regards to my question of the strike am I right in assuming he's launching a downwards strike from -his- right to -his- left? It's not necessarily clear which way the attack is going. I'd have though the other way would make more sense as he's trying to attack Metz' right shoulder, but that would then be counter-active to the direction his momentum is going when he turned with his right foot forward.
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He throw with his left hand over his extended right arm, I might have repeated myself by accident. Strange I thought I was very thorough with spell checks and the like.
Hmm, when I posted I remembered it being from his right, maybe you changed it while I was writing or maybe I just misunderstood. It's not that important, I'm more interested in how he's striking with his sword and ensuring he's not duel wielding at the moment.
So how exactly is Tab equipped at the moment? He just threw a clone sword with his right hand, so I assumed it was empty, but now he's striking with one of his swords in his right hand. Is he duel wielding or is he equipped with just one sword that is currently in his right hand? If so, when did he make the changeover, I'm not entirely clear.
Also, just to be clear how exactly is he striking? I'm not familiar with a 'raft cut' and neither is my clever friend google. Is he striking from his right to his left diangolly downwards? If so I'm unsure how he's targeting Metz' right hand side, as it seems his sword would impact Metz' left hand side in that scenario, or his head/neck, before it reached his right shoulder.
Also, just to be clear how exactly is he striking? I'm not familiar with a 'raft cut' and neither is my clever friend google. Is he striking from his right to his left diangolly downwards? If so I'm unsure how he's targeting Metz' right hand side, as it seems his sword would impact Metz' left hand side in that scenario, or his head/neck, before it reached his right shoulder.
Metz heard his enemy impact the ground near him, his heightened hearing sufficient to pick out the thump of his foe’s gravity-effected weight slamming into the earth even in the midst of the sandstorm. His shot was wide, he knew that even as he fired, so he turned slightly but quickly to re-adjust. To do so he shifted his weight onto the right foot in his crouch, and pivoted, drawing his left leg backwards slightly to support himself. It was this that saved him from being impaled.
The blade cut through the storm in front of him and reflexively he fired his weapon in the direction it had come, the round blasting out into the dust storm as it began to abate and narrowly missing impacting the incoming blade as it hurtled towards its owner. The round would likely catch him in the extended position his javelin-like throw had left him, hurtling towards the side he threw the sword from, but lower than his shoulder. For Metz there was no time for evasion even with his reflexes, save to exaggerate his movements in pivoting, enough so that the incoming blade cut through the flesh of his shin on the left side and missed the bone, shearing through and past him to plunge into the ground behind his circle. The wound was nasty, but superficial, which was of small consolation to Metz who though pumped with Mana still yelled out in anger and pain.
“You’ll pay for that shit-head.” He yelled, holstering his pistol as its current clip was out of ammunition. He drew the knife with his free right hand and began weaving with his left, preparing the stabilizing spell so that he could reliably trust his left leg again when he put his gravity exaggerated weight upon it. It was strange that his enemy hadn’t decided to engage him in melee already considering his marked advantage, Metz had been planning to activate his circle but the ranged attack had convinced him a rush was unlikely. The dust cloud was already abating, removing the advantage of concealment the swordsman had briefly obtained, he could already make out his form through the dust, so a rush now could see Metz with conceivable time to react, especially if his pistol round sent in response had dealt any degree of damage.
The blade cut through the storm in front of him and reflexively he fired his weapon in the direction it had come, the round blasting out into the dust storm as it began to abate and narrowly missing impacting the incoming blade as it hurtled towards its owner. The round would likely catch him in the extended position his javelin-like throw had left him, hurtling towards the side he threw the sword from, but lower than his shoulder. For Metz there was no time for evasion even with his reflexes, save to exaggerate his movements in pivoting, enough so that the incoming blade cut through the flesh of his shin on the left side and missed the bone, shearing through and past him to plunge into the ground behind his circle. The wound was nasty, but superficial, which was of small consolation to Metz who though pumped with Mana still yelled out in anger and pain.
“You’ll pay for that shit-head.” He yelled, holstering his pistol as its current clip was out of ammunition. He drew the knife with his free right hand and began weaving with his left, preparing the stabilizing spell so that he could reliably trust his left leg again when he put his gravity exaggerated weight upon it. It was strange that his enemy hadn’t decided to engage him in melee already considering his marked advantage, Metz had been planning to activate his circle but the ranged attack had convinced him a rush was unlikely. The dust cloud was already abating, removing the advantage of concealment the swordsman had briefly obtained, he could already make out his form through the dust, so a rush now could see Metz with conceivable time to react, especially if his pistol round sent in response had dealt any degree of damage.
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