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Creative Arts and Media => Serious RP => Roleplay => Serious RP Companion Board => Topic started by: Otebon Albrecht on January 05, 2012, 08:31:16 AM
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Here we are Leiton. A place to spar.
Have at you!
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*Just slipped into a pool of darkness and has disappeared*
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*quickly climbs to a perch high above the sparring grounds, no doubt the best seat in the house. With a grin he leans in, hoping to see a rather impressive fight.*
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(Anyone else, feel free to join in. This is a fun RP. There is no OOC, no applications, no real rules beyond normal for the forum and RPs. Just post to have fun).
"I see that my old friend still hasn't learned to guess where I come out of that flash yet..."
"HEY," Otebon yells from near the tree. "I'm over here!"
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*Mawz reveals himself, sitting high above in the tree, looking at the runes etched in the blade*
"Master, must you always assume I'll fail your tests?"
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*Looks up.
"Wow," Otebon says with a smile. "Good one." Otebon nods as he walks a few steps away from the tree. "The trunk's shadow right? Has to be."
Reaches down and draws a long, thin blade. A slim streamer coming from the long handle.
"I appreciate the name Master, but you don't have to. Really. Come on, let's get on to the fun part. Sparring!"
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"If there's anything you taught me..."
*Jumps out of the tree and lands lightly, despite the heighth of the fall*
"It's that shadows exist everywhere, no matter how much light there is. Nothing is so smooth as to remove the slightest ripple. All you have to do is find that small shade of darkness and use it as a focal point."
*Walks up to him, the flickering shadows not quite as violent as before...*
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(Hey Leiton? I'm going to use this thread to try and improve my writing style for CQC [Close-Quarters-Combat] and such. Feel free to do so as well. Remember: no graphic violence and all forum rules still apply even though this is a derp session.)
(Also, you chose shadows, so I had to chose light. Too good not to waste, though I would have chosen something else...)
*Nods
"I'm glad you took my lessons so seriously. You always were one to take the philosophical and turn it into something more fantastic." Otebon's left paw indicates the shadows surrounding Leiton as a small halo of light begins to suffuse Otebon. The light is stronger around his hands and eyes, but otherwise is merely a pleasant glow.
Without warning, the tip of Otebon's sword comes up and lashes out towards Leiton's shoulder.
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(Same here. I've never been in a strictly one on one Player-controlled Characters combat... Figure this practice will help :P If you'd like me to drop down to only one sword, let me know.)
*Leiton quickly brought his left handed sword up in a small circle to deflect the blow, and quickly countered with his ebony blade with a swift slice at Otebon's ribs.*
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(No. I, Otebon Albrecht, command you to use whatever weapons / fighting style that use desire to practice with!)
(Also, have you ever been trained in how to fight, irl? I've done one of these for fun and the other guy had no idea what he was doing...)
Fluid as a river Otebon allows his blade to be flicked harmlessly aside. He was expecting Leiton's other sword, so he sucked in his stomach away from it's lethal edge and drew his torso back. As Leiton's sword passed, Otebon's left foot slides outwards, pulling his body close to Leiton. With sword above his head, Otebon spins, pressing his back against Leiton's left shoulder.
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(Actually no... Though I do plan on learning once out of college or just when I get money and decent opportunity...)
As Otebon slid in, Leiton drew his blades close to his body and spun with Otebon, almost dancing, prepared to deflect another blow...
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(Excellent. A place to learn. Please feel free to ask any questions or such. The best thing that I can tell you to do is to act it out. I will increase the details of my posts so you can follow along with my body positions and you just write your own.)
(Just so you know... I was trained how to fight with weapons, though I focused on hand to hand. I love to play with the "mythologies" of weapons, so if you wish to change what weapon you or I am using, tell me and we can change styles. The type of weapon will determine how much of a jerk I am though... >:3 Knives are evil little things...)
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(Oh, knives are one of the few things I actually do know how to fight with...
As for acting it out, I'm in a hotel room room with my parents and they're dead asleep xD
I will try my best, but due to my own lack of experience, I have the slightest feeling I'm going to lose :/ )
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(RPs are for funzies. Who cares?)
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(True enough ^_^
Onwards!)
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(Sorry, for a second there, I was waiting for you. Didn't see your post previous had action in it...)
Otebon completed his spin and took a single step away from Leiton, opening space for a strike. His left hand moved to grasp the hilt and he swung with a powerful, two-handed blow. The blade arced in from over Otebon's shoulder and flashed down to Leiton's body like a lightning bolt from on high.
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Leiton completed his spin and took it an extra step, sidestepping the blow.
"Hm. You put some effort in that one," He gritted his teeth as he crouched and swept at Otebon's shins with his left blade, manuevering his right blade to a defensible position.
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Otebon knew his opponent too well to not expect such a well crafted counter. What he didn't expect was the machinations of fate.
As he adjusted the weight on his foot and prepared to move slightly, allowing the blade to pass harmlessly, a rock shifted under his foot. Leiton's blade made a small, but deep gash on Otebon's leg.
He didn't allow the pain purchase however. Keeping the follow through of his sword, he slightly changed it's direction and brought it forward in a slash. It began behind and to the right of Otebon, but now came straight towards Leiton in an upwards curve. It passed mere centimeters from Otebon's injured right leg.
Otebon once more was aiming for the shoulder reasoning that, if he could eliminate his enemies ability to move, he would win.
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(Now you're being too nice :P )
Leiton smirked as he saw his mark on Otebon's leg, but his smiled quickly faded as he saw the follow-through.
He quickly threw himself to Otebon's right, keeping as low to the ground as possible. Though he missed the bulk of the blow, he felt a sharp pain in his tail. He didn't turn to see what it was, however, and pulled his blades up in a defensive position.
(If I do something that just seems not right, feel free to tell me. Like I said, I don't know much about sword-play other than what i've seen on tv from movies and the Olympics or read in books...)
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(All part of the RP. And it sounds like you'll do just fine RPing a sword fight.)
"Fate," Otebon said as he lifted his leg up to inspect the wound. "She is a cruel mistress, no?"
The light flared as the skin was knit back together quickly. This was Otebon's talent, that of medicine. The only reason he had learned how to fight all those years ago was to defend those that he cared for...
"You don't poison your blades do you? I hate it when people do that sort of thing." He looked at Leiton, a good distance away. "You want me to get that for you?"
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Mawz chuckled and stood out of his crouch. "No, I do not resort to poisoning any blade but my knife, and even then only in special cases."
Mawz looked back at his tail, which was bleeding. He bared his teeth and thought better of telling the old man no. "I suppose it can't hurt. Always liked that about you. You never fought anyone who wasn't at their best."
He approached his master warily, just in case he was up to something...
(Thanks ^_^ )
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Otebon raised his left hand, causing a small ray of light to strike out at Leiton. "Don't bother," he said as the light surrounded Leiton's tail, temporarily banishing the shadows accumulated there. Within a second, the wound had closed.
"It's good to hear you haven't become too much of a savage," Otebon joked as he raised his sword once more. "Your maneuverability is still top notch Leiton, but how's your footwork been?"
Otebon's sword, at the behest of the hand holding it, sways left to right in a mesmerizing pattern. The tip of the sword slipped one way, then the other quickly, like the head of a cobra about to strike. Otebon took a step forward, jabbing straight at Leiton's chest.
(And with that, I'm off to bed.)
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Leiton still had not gotten used to having shadows temporarily dispelled. It itched.
Leiton immediately took his dual-blade stance as Otebon lifted his sword. Though he moved his blade in a hypnotic fashion, Leiton had sparred with his Master too many times to look anywhere but at his eyes. The slightest movements were the only clue to his attacks...
And just as fast as he could think, Otebon jabbed. Leiton quickly reacted by taking a sliding step to the right, spinning his left blade in its customary circle to knock away the jab, and jabbing forth with his own right blade at Otebon's left shoulder.
(Same here.)
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The jab was testing strike, just as easily retracted as it was extended. As soon as the blades met, Otebon withdrew his blade and moved it to intercept Leiton's reaching sword. Instead of batting it aside, he merely diverted its path, allowing their swords to slide along each other.
"And now," Otebon said gleefully. "We duel!"
A quick step in gave Otebon the momentum he needed to start a lightning offensive. Although he rained a series of strikes on Leiton, none of his strikes were powerful enough to break a guard, but they didn't need to be. Fast and light he moved, relying on the razor's edge of his sword to do its damage.
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Leiton kept eye contact throughout the entire ordeal. It became a deadly dance of blades as Leiton deflected or dodged Otebon's strikes. If there was one way to win this fight, it was to tire out his Master. For now, he would fight on the defensive, watching Otebon for any signs of fatigue...
After deflecting another slash to the shoulder, Leiton struck back with his left blade, feinting a blow at his side, before twisting at the last second, arcing it towards Otebon's left shoulder.
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Walking into the open arena Akaira was just observing the fight for now...
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Otebon kept in perfect balance. He truly enjoyed the aspect of the duel. Speed, not strength won the day. Intelligence, not brute force decided one's fate. The dance of their three blades made a cacophonous song made of the crashes of metal on metal and the sharp whine as the edge of one sword dragged against another.
You've gotten so much better at this Leiton, Otebon thought with a smile he was sure reached his face. Even with your two mismatched blades, you are balanced. Normally a fighter gets lopsided when they train with unmatched swords.
Otebon threw one more strike at Leiton's shoulder, for old time's sake if nothing else, and watched it fly harmlessly away. He sensed, more than saw, Leiton's left-hand blade move towards his side and redirect upwards.
Otebon spun to his left, away from the weapon.
(Hey Suzumi, do you wish to fight in the group, observe, or fight one-on-one? I can do two characters. Got a million of them.)
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(Never been in a group fight but i can try)
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(Up to you, just say what you want and we'll see what we can do.)
During his spin, Otebon caught sight of another person entering the field.
"Hello there," Otebon yelled as he spun his sword in front of him to dissuade and attack. "Good morning!"
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Stretching out her body before reaching for a sword sheathed on her back. " Good morning"
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Leiton pulled his swords back in and skipped a step backwards as Otebon danced away. Leiton allowed a smile to show on his face. He knew Otebon was proud of his ability.
Though he could see Suzumi in his periferal vision, he knew better than to be distracted. He took his defensive stance and waited, ever watching.
"Good morning, Suzumi."
I have no doubt you are stronger than I, but speed has always been My ally, Master...
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(You're really into calling me Master... S'okay.)
The spinning blade turned into a driving stab. It was aimed low, to strike at Leiton's knees.
(Hey Suzumi? Just jump in or deal with a new opponent!)
Althea Voss strolled onto the field. As normal for her, her movements were light and delicate. She almost seemed to skip across the ground as her long, luxurious fox tail, bright white with a slight blue edge towards the end, danced behind her.
Honestly, she had been following Suzumibachii. Not out of anything malicious, just for fun.
"Those two can really go at it," she said as she came near to Suzumi. "Good morning."
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Hearing another voice from behind her Suzumi spun around raising her clawed hands into a defensive position. "Good morning" Suzumi smirked as she quickly rushed forward her movements extremely fast. "yes they can."
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(Here's something dramatic XP )
Leiton jumped forward, over the blade, toward Otebon, slashing in a horizontal arc at Otebon's chest with his right blade.
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*Roland continued to watch from his perch, the sudden acrobatic movement from the black wolf immediately peaking the gator's interest. He leaned in and watched closer, piercing amber eyes trailing every movement.*
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Glances up at the Alligator watching the fight.
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(I'm guessing you are your Avatar? Just so I know how to refer to you...)
Althea bent at the waist as Suzumi struck fast with her claws. The the morning's rays shone quite lovely on her well kept claws. Althea's hands dropped to the ground and she turned her dodge into a full cart-wheel. As she made her return to a more normal standing position, she reached down and drew a kusarigama ([size=78%]http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kusarigama (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kusarigama)[/size]) She immediately began to spin the chain next to her.
"Excellent!" She said cheerily. "I love to start the day off with a workout!"
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To be honest, Otebon hadn't been expecting Leiton to jump over his sword. He had nothing prepared for it and so had to throw his chest back, away from Leiton's reaching blade. Otebon's knees collapsed, further giving him distance from the reaching edge, but he wasn't quick enough.
The tip of the sword scored a nice tear right through Otebon's shirt.
Knowing he was vulnerable on the ground, Otebon immediately began Spinning Lotus. Kicking his feet out, he spun and pushed himself off the ground with one arm. His sword was extended and moved around him in a quick circle.
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((that's correct shes the only character i have at the moment))
Smiling at Althea Suzumi cracked her knuckles " Oh so do I" her tail flicking in excitement, taking a few moments to get used to the speed at which she was spinning the chain before darting forward again her tail held straight behind her as she ducked low.
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"This is pretty neat!"
A sea otter was leaning back in a chair not far from the alligator. He was absorbed into the multiple conflicts taking place below.
"I'm feeling tempted to join..." the sea otter mused as he placed a paw to his mouth; contemplating taking up arms.
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(Feel free, though it will become confusing if I'm sparring three pairs...)
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Althea waited for Suzumi to get close before bring the chain in front of her. She launched the chain, still spinning, to wrap around Suzumi's torso. At the very least it would slow her down and impede her movements. Althea jumped to her right as she did this, the kama held lightly in her left hand.
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((Well we could let Althea go and me and Sig could go at it?))
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(If you wish and if he joins...)
( <.< Sig?)
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(It's fine! XD )
Shrugging the sea otter rose up from his seat and drew a katana that had been beside him. As he held it skyward, the blade shimmered in the sunlight like a beacon signalling the start of a battle. Slowly the sea otter brought the blade down to his waist and placed his left paw on the hilt.
He was ready.
"I am Sigcutio the sea otter! Prepare for battle!" he cried as he leaped into the fray.
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(Wow... :o Epic post alert.)
Althea glanced over to see who had given such a loud battle cry. "Oh boy," she said cheerily. "Morning Sig!"
Althea jumped backwards, pulling the chain along behind her as she executed a perfectly balanced backflip. I'll have to see how this goes. I'm not all that great at dealing with multiple people, even with this weapon...
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With sword raised high, Sig landed right in front of Suzumi.
"Good morning," he replied in good spirit; his attention locked on his sparring partner.
Then without another warning he brought the blade down on Suzumi.
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Though he was surprised Otebon reacted so quickly, Leiton was glad he had managed to tear his shirt.
He continued his forward somersault, tucking in his shoulder and tumbling. As he rolled, he angled his legs so he could stand back up as part of the roll. He turned around quickly, blades in the defensive, and steadied himself.
His move had been reckless, but unexpected.
(Awesome pose, Sig! :o )
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(Thanks! I love fight scenes, but whenever I roleplay I never get to do them :'( )
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((Oh, I have plenty planned for State of Mind, don't worry xD ))
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Althea laughed. "I guess you two are a bit occupied. I'll leave you to it."
Althea sprinted to Sig's now vacant chair and lounged on it. She gathered up her weapon and carefully placed it to the side.
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Completing his spin in a crouch facing his opponent, Otebon leap forward in a low charge. He held his sword out in front of him to spear Leiton before he could regain his balance.
If your opponent is stable, destabilize him, Otebon thought, remembering the words of his Master, many years ago. If your opponent cannot move, press the attack.
(Out of curiosity, has anyone here read Sun Tzu's Art of War? The quote comes from that...)
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Leiton snarled as he saw what his opponent was doing. He couldn't try another acrobatic stunt without first regaining his balance...
He swung his blades. The left blade arced from his right shoulder past his left hip to deflect the blow, while crossing with his right blade from his left shoulder, forming an "X" with the path of the blades, in an attempt to injure Otebon's sword arm.
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Stopping his charge when he saw what Leiton's plan was, Otebon's hand shot down and slammed the ground. Using his legs, he propelled himself up and over the body of this opponent. He kept his sword extended in the hopes that it would drag across his body at some point in the flip.
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He's still as light on his feet as ever...
Leiton pulled his swords up into an X and defended against the oncoming sword. If he could get the sword out of his grasp, this game would be over...
The blades blocked the blow, but Leiton tried to take it further by twisting the blade and wrenching it from Otebon's grasp...
(That's it for now. Going out to eat with the family and do some other shtuff ^_^ )
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(Have a nice lunch Leiton! Also I have yet to read "The Art of War" Otebon, but I have heard of it)
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(Have fun!) (Art of War is good. I highly suggest it)
Otebon's grip on his blade was the same as it always was: light but strong. When Leiton attempted to disarm him, he allowed his blade to be pulled, but did not let go. Twisted his wrist quite painfully, but he completed his maneuver with the sword in hand.
"Good move," he said with a grimace.
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(I haven't read it either... :/ )
Leiton growled as his disrmament failed, though he knew Otebon wasn't going to be that easy.
He turned quickly and reset his slid his feet farther apart, adopting his defensive fighting stance once more. The X of blades remained together as he faced his old Master.
"Hehe. You taught me well... Otebon."
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Otebon rolled his wrist, massaging the pain away slightly. "You certainly did learn..."
Continuing the roll, Otebon took three quick steps forward, slashing at Leiton's face and parallel to the ground. He kept his body far enough away from Leiton that the chance of counter attack was small, but this vastly decreased the strength of such a move.
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Leiton crouched under the swipe and pulled Otebon's own tactic, charging him and attempting to spear him with his right blade.