Naryae
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Post by Naryae on Apr 8, 2007 16:30:18 GMT -5
occ: ((man, you know how start a fight))
I gaped at her, blinking in disbelief as my mind processed the words. I wasn't quiet sure how to respond to her, it was just... to shocking. My eye twitched a bit, and I glanced at Pike before I decided the right course of action.
So I lifted my hand and punched her in the face.
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Post by phziad on Apr 8, 2007 16:39:12 GMT -5
((OOC: thank you, I take great pride in that particular talent of mine ^^))
Finnea had seen what Narya was about to do, and ducked, but even then she hadn't moved fast enough, and so was currently stemming the flow of blood from her nose with her left hand. "You're fast," she commented, and then her hand shot out and grabbed Narya's wrist, twisting it down and around, as her other hand unsheathed a short dagger and held it to the girl's throat. "A word of advice," she said friendlily. "If I insult you, attacking me shortly therafter is a bad idea. So. You going to give up or not?"
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Post by Soren [Pike] on Apr 8, 2007 16:45:48 GMT -5
"That's enough."
There was a soft ringing sound as Pike slipped the flat end of his slender elfin blade between Finnea's dagger and Narya's throat so that neither party was in danger of being sliced. He faced Finnea.
"And before you insult someone, think twice for fear that you may have underestimated your target and potential aggressor for some lesser being. You may lose your head in your arrogance... if you haven't already."
He gently shoved Finnea's dagger off of Narya's throat, a dark eye watching Finnea closely to see if she would try anything else.
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Post by Naryae on Apr 8, 2007 16:46:36 GMT -5
You better slit my throat while you can because there's no way I'm going to let that comment slip.
I growled, thinking through the situation at a rapid pace. What was the correct counter? I wasn't sure, I'd never been taught about bar fights, but I had an idea. I appreciated Pikes help, but I wanted to beat this girl up.
So I lifted my leg to kick her backwards.
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Post by phziad on Apr 8, 2007 16:52:22 GMT -5
Finnea smiled somewhat wryly at Pike's comment, but didn't reply, preoccupied as she was with making sure she wasn't hurt. She bent backwards, dodging Narya's kick by a hair and aiming a hard kick at her chest. At the same time, she threw her dagger hand backwards, driving the pommel of the handle hard into Pike's face.
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Post by Soren [Pike] on Apr 8, 2007 16:54:39 GMT -5
Pike brought his sleeve up to his face to block the dagger. The pommel ricocheted of his sleeve and slit his arm as a result. He winced and tripped over a chair, fumbling backwards.
A nearby man was observing this turn of events. And then, he announced to the rest of the tavern: "BAR FIGHT!!!"
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Post by Kasanda [Onora] on Apr 8, 2007 16:55:13 GMT -5
Crap. Too late to leave now without seeming like a complete coward. I could see this fight might get intense; something I might not want to get dragged into. But I refused to leave; my ego had an awful lot of control over my daily decisions.
A few poeple had responded, darting forward to join the fight. Cat squirmed in my lap, but I took ahold of him by the extra skin on his neck, making sure he didn't run off. Chances were he would cause some sort of accident; and with swords drawn, a potentially fatal accident.
So what was I supposed to do? I bit my lip, staring at the wall opposite me.
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Post by Naryae on Apr 8, 2007 17:01:35 GMT -5
I felt her kick impact my chest, pushing me backward. I grabbed on to her ankle, gripping it tightly and using it to help me keep my balance. I twisted it in my hands, my eyes darting around the room as the announcement of a bar fight echoed past. Several people looked at us, then each other. What was going to happen next?
I growled angrily, trying to predict the next movement, trying to focus on how Pike was doing, what the other patrons were doing, and the stranger behind me with the cat. Far to much to foucs on.
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Post by phziad on Apr 8, 2007 17:04:25 GMT -5
"Get off," she hissed at Narya, and kicked hard at her face, loosing her foot in the process and then planting it firmly on her neck. "Try to not trip over your own feet next time," she said condencendingly, directing her words to Pike behind her.
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Post by Soren [Pike] on Apr 8, 2007 17:09:37 GMT -5
Pike kicked Finnea's foundation leg firmly at the knee, where the body was reflexively caused to collapse and trip over. Quickly, the boy helped Narya up. "You think too much. You okay?"
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Post by Naryae on Apr 8, 2007 17:12:42 GMT -5
Alright, plan A hadn't worked out. I felt blood dribble down my face from her kick, and I decided it was time I got serious.
I accepted Pikes help, staring down the opponent.. I decided my scimitars would be to dangerous in such a crowded room, with everyone close by, so I drew a dagger out of my boot, narrowing my eyes.
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Post by phziad on Apr 8, 2007 17:28:29 GMT -5
Finnea fell, landing hard and then twisting upwards again. A hand dived into her coat pocket, and she pulled out a curious contraption: a long metal barrel with a handle and trigger, and a small compartment for ammunition on the side. It looked rather like a gun. She ignored Narya's drawing of her weapon, though she kept her dagger in her other hand just in case. "Do you know what this does?" she asked, voice quiet but deadly. "It has-" she gestured to the side of the gun with her dagger- "-five settings. The highest causes excruciating death, the lowest will merely knock you out- albiet very painfully- for a hour or two. The settings in between can cause a variety of symptoms from melting your eyeballs to simply shortening your lifespan by a large number of years. So, I am afraid you are rather inconvinienced by this, and though you may not think so-" her gaze cut to Pike- "-I am quite able to kill you where you stand. Any comments?"
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Post by Naryae on Apr 8, 2007 18:16:50 GMT -5
I muttered under my breath for a few moments, thinking through my reply. Oh, yes that sounded good.
Uh, yeah. You see him?
I asked, pointing to Pike, trying to contain the smile on my face.
He has special powers. It's pretty cool, really. The only problem is, he can't always control what happens when he enacts these special powers, so we can't exactly promise he won't kill you.
Or that he won't kill everyone else in the room, I thought to myself. I didn't even know if he would use his "special powers" either, but it was still a threat I could use. I glanced hopefully at him, though, wishing he would figure out where I was going with this.
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Post by Kasanda [Onora] on Apr 8, 2007 18:25:50 GMT -5
This was getting absolutely ridiculous. I rolled my eyes, trying to contain my frustration. A few of the other bar patrons had stepped cautiously away from the woman with the dangerous weapon and the boy who, apparently, had uncontrollable lethal powers. I bit my lip, trying to decide what to do.
And then I surprised myself. I turned around and raised one hand palm up. Cat knew the motion and hopped off of my lap and onto the bar, watching from behind me as he flicked his tail about. A ball of raw fire appeared there, warming my entire arm. I shivered at its power, trying to contain my pleasure at the feeling. "Girls," I said lazily, "why can't we all be friends?"
I knew there was absolutely no way that was going to happen. But their behavior was starting to irk me, and I was in no good mood.
"Besides," I added, glancing between them, "you're pissing everyone off. Including myself."
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Post by Soren [Pike] on Apr 8, 2007 18:28:34 GMT -5
Pike's eyes widened. Cripes! There are already GUNS in this world?!
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