-runs along the wall of one of the intact buildings, launching Sword Beams at Cloud as he runs-
-begins moving in on the offensive- Credit where it's due; you have quite a bit of skill with a blade. But that skill is meaningless the instant you let your head go out the window. It's also meaningless if you can't strategise; know when to pull your fancy stunts.
-throws a fireball at the ceiling, bringing rubble down on top of them-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-raises an eyebrow- Bad move. You people keep making that mistake. -grabs his face and unloads several thousand volts into it-
Also, we're buried. Nice one.
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist-Meanwhile, back at the room, Edmund is in the middle of giving Other Clod confidence lessons. The demon from upstairs is watching curiously-
No no! Yer doin it all wrong! Ya hafta puff out yer chest more an keep yer feet planted on the ground! Ya can't intimidate an opponent with such poor posture!
Deer-stands up a bit straighter- Why are you even bothering? You sound like my drill sergeant....
-his arm has reattatched at the bone, and he decides to let regeneration take care of the rest. However, he remains where he is with his eyes closed. There is a vacant, almost dead looking expression on his face-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon AlchemistDo you intend to hide away and let the wound finish you!? IS THAT IT!?
-starts slamming his scabbard against the wall while he walks, letting it echo-
I've fought and killed so many like you, always putting on that false bravado, always having the arrogance and GALL to banter and joke in the middle of a fight, like it didn't matter!
I can still remember the sheer terror on each and every one of their faces when I RIPPED THEM APART!!!
edited 12th Feb '12 9:33:16 PM by MacDuffy
Aw, come on Cloud. I'm not tyin' ta be a pain meow. It's just the way I usually bond with the kids at my home. I even taught Delta a thing or two bout fightin'! Now adjust yer hips like this. Keep yer balance centered. Now try this from that pose!
-Edmund delivers a strong punch to a log he brought in from outside. His fist leaves a sizable dent in the wood-
Deer-does so, leaving a much smaller dent next to his. He stops and stares at his hand in fascination-
-draws his sword- Well, I needed a reason to run off in solitude to do something, but I couldn't have you following me too quickly. I figured you'd take your time if I was in the process of bleeding to death and crippled to boot.
Speaking of which, were you saying something? I was a little distracted. Something about being terrified.
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist

-continues blocking. He then splits his sword and brings the hollow blade up while his sword is occupied, slashing at his stomach-
MY SOUL IS DARK BUT MY HAIR IS COLORFUL — Brahian Pokémon Alchemist