Six: -breathes a sigh of relief-
Okay, good.
-to Momonga- I am not sure how much you can understand of me, but we have very recently had an issue with one such individual.
He has been dealt with.
Oh. It's a pleasure to meet you, Momonga. Noble Six.
-extends hand for ISO Standard Human Greeting 5266.4-
edited 14th Jan '17 2:29:03 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Six: Now that these issues have been settled, I think I am going to go take off my armor.
I have heard local authorities do not like Spartans in armor running around.
Have a good day. If either of you've further questions don't hesitate to ask.
-Six turns around and leaves-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."—Takanuva, caught off-guard by Fen's follow through, is flown with his light staff into the air before he deftly falls back on his feet, evidently winded by the effort to reorient himself in mid-air and land coherently. He's getting tired, but he doesn't want to end this fight cheaply. Instead, he decides to play something different. He gathers his elemental power and summons a solid orb of light in the crook of his staff. After closing the distance a bit, he chucks the ball straight at Fen, hoping she smacks it back at him—
@Fen: Try to toss this back!
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.—Smirking, Takanuva lets the orb of light fly back at him. He catches the orb in his staff, it's kinetic energy from his initial throw now combined with that from Fen's strike against it, are carried through his follow-up as he launches the orb straight at Fen's chest at twice the original velocity, a speeding sphere of light with both Fen's and Takanuva's forces behind it as it heads straight for Fen—
'If you fall seven times, stand up eight.' The cry of the Undead.-seeing orb come back at her and knowing there's no way she could bat it back in time she quickly got into ox stance
◊ and took the brunt of the attack on the flat of her blade. Grunting with considerable effort, she then moved herself foward while rotating her sword to bring it across her back as if she were going to sheath it sliding the orb into the ground directly behind her-
-there were a few burns on her arms afterwards, as she rolled her shoulders to work out the stiffness-
Man...that one stung pretty bad.
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Tamiko: Okay.
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<Our lord asks if you have issues keeping control of yourself, or otherwise a....form that presents a threat to the clan, as well as your name.>
edited 14th Jan '17 2:23:07 PM by NeonMoon