Gunn
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Post by Gunn on Nov 7, 2003 16:44:58 GMT -5
After ducking backwards, in a roll, he brought himself up to his feet, directly behind the column, allowing him to see the sword come through the haze of white. He swung the pole hard to the left with both hands and knocked the sword aside, and just as the energy dissapated, he charged forward, and jumped through it, stabbing towards Raz with the tip of the pole.
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Gunn
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Post by Gunn on Nov 1, 2003 23:59:59 GMT -5
since both feet were still firmly planted on the ground, all he had to do was push up, and the knee would miss. He slammed both feet down hard, and raised his jaw, bringing himself above Raz's knee range.
At the same time, he raised his pole high up, and while Raz was engaged in mid backflip, he swung it down hard, aiming at Raz's midsection, meaning to drive him down into the ground on his back.
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Post by Gunn on Nov 1, 2003 23:36:13 GMT -5
He swung his foot back, leaving his left foot forward, his right back a small bit in a bracing position, and barely got the pole in line in time to hold the sword off. He pushed back, hard, just barely enough to knock the sword away, and swung his left shoulder forward, and used his positioning to propel his shoulder forward at Raz's chest.
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Post by Gunn on Nov 1, 2003 23:29:29 GMT -5
He ducked low, as he went with the force of Raz pushing his weapon away, bent forward so the blade went directly over his back as he did a 360, coming to face Raz again, this time bringing his pole up to hold Raz's sword where it was, after the horozontal slash, leaving Raz balanded to the right, and swung in his right foot up, aiming for Raz's ribs.
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Post by Gunn on Nov 1, 2003 23:17:27 GMT -5
In a fraction of a second, Gunn had launched forward and took to the air, just a few inches above the ground, spinning the pole above his head while drawing close, and then sending a downward swing toward Raz's left shoulder.
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Post by Gunn on Nov 1, 2003 23:11:33 GMT -5
His speed barely got him past the kick, feeling the air float past his head as he swung his right hand out, and caught the edge of a signpost, tearing it right out of the ground, but the force was just enough to bring him around it, and back to his feet on the sidewalk, with the metal pole in hand. He ripped off the sign itself with his hand, and snapped the concrete covered portion off with a swift kick.
A moment later, the pole exploded in a flamelike energy, bright green. He stood at the other end of the street, facing Raz, pole in hand.
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Gunn
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Post by Gunn on Nov 1, 2003 22:20:26 GMT -5
Having nowhere to dodge to, and nothing to kick off from, he swings himself upside down, letting his feet contact with Raz's.
He tightens his legs like springs, and shoots off of Raz's feet, slamming into the pavement, his open palms outstretched, recieving most of the shock, bending his arms, and flipping backwards, sending himself back up about twenty feet into the air and catching a lamppost with his feet, just as Raz hits the ground.
His legs tighten again, and sideways on the lamppost, he launches himself forward, and as the distance closed between him, and the still recoving Raz, he swung himself around again, bringing his right foot up, strait, aiming for Raz's face, tucking his other leg back.
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Post by Gunn on Nov 1, 2003 19:26:36 GMT -5
Gunn growls softly and immediatly slams the tip of his left foot underneath Raz's right, and with extreme strain on his muscles, pulls loose of his grasp, and pulls his left foot up, sending him down and out of range of the blast, at the same time forming a medium sized blast of Black/purple flame, firing it from his hand at close range, directly for Raz's stomach.
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Gunn
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Post by Gunn on Oct 29, 2003 17:32:36 GMT -5
Just grins, until he hits the ground, but he throws his weight forward with it, lessening the force of the blow a small bit. He jumps up to his feet only to see the energy heading strait for him. He takes to the air, and the energy ball shoots right past him, underneath as he launches himself directly towards Raz, pulling his right fist back and sending a strong, fast punch toward Raz's Face.
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Post by Gunn on Oct 29, 2003 11:46:18 GMT -5
Crap!
He had to abandon his next attack, dropping back to the ground, and rolling away from Raz's elbow to avoid it before kicking/jumping back up to his feet, leaning back a little, while Raz is still ducked forward, and leaning forward and swinging hard downward at Raz's head.
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Post by Gunn on Oct 27, 2003 16:04:26 GMT -5
Immediately he ducked to the side, bending so the kick flew over him, and swung out his own right leg, directly for the back of Raz's head.
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Post by Gunn on Oct 26, 2003 17:57:21 GMT -5
Going old school?
Grins and takes up a fighting stance.
Alright then... let's destroy the world.
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Gunn
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Post by Gunn on Oct 26, 2003 16:29:14 GMT -5
Damnit. I've been gone way too long...
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Post by Gunn on Oct 26, 2003 2:34:00 GMT -5
I think it's about time we finished this...
The battlefeild is an abandoned city on the edge of nowhere. Gunn sits on top of a skyscraper, wearing his longsleeved undershirt and skull t-shirt, along with a pair of loosely fitting jeans.
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Gunn
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Post by Gunn on Oct 27, 2003 16:18:10 GMT -5
*Eventually, Aries walks out of the building, his left hand bleeding into its makeshift bandages, his shotgun cocked and ready.* *He looks down the way to see his closest target, only to see...* *...Gunn, hiding behind a tombstone.* *The two look at each other for a long second before Aries brings up a grin, blood rolling down the grazes on his cheek, then turns and moves off towards the train station.* He jumps up immediately, an instant grin brimming accross his face as he levels the .357 with Aries' running body, firing the last shot before tapping the switch that send the action forward and snapped the barrels open. He retrieved a quick loader, and slammed the next 6 shots into the .357, dropping the loader and snapping the action back again.
After reloading, he runs towards Aries, waiting to hear if his shot hit it's mark.
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