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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 2, 2005 0:49:29 GMT
ooc:Did you just lower your head into the blow? A little confused so tell me if I did this wrong.
*AS mandalore slammed his fist into the man's head, the two smaller knuckles on his right hand popped and blood burst forth. Able to ignore pain, because of his training since birth, he continued to follow through with the blow. That could have easily cracked the hardest of Gemmoreans skulls, but there was something about this man that seemed different. Finally, somone worthy of his skill.
The bartender, use to Darius starting fights by now, continued to serve drinks as if nothing was wrong. And the people of Nar Shadda where definately used to being around fights.*
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Post by Max Kendrix on Nov 2, 2005 0:58:18 GMT
Max had never been punched that hard in his life, and that was sayin somethin! He flew off his bar stool and crashed into the wall some 5 feet away...The only comfort was that in a second Max would be landing on the nice cushioned surface of the hard metal flooring.
With a thud Max landed and was up in a flash. He unbuckled his weapon belt to offer a bit of an edge when bar room brawling.
Max raced up and lifted a bar stool into the air with the tip of his toes and shot it into the air. When the stool reached shoulder height Max jumped into the air and kicked it with all his might sending it flying at the crazy man's chest.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 2, 2005 1:05:23 GMT
"You can take a punch, that's go--"
*His sentence was cut off, as the chair flew into him. He had crossed his arms into an X-shape to avoid the blunt of the blow, but otherwise, was knocked back. He wasn't expecting anyone to get up after that punch, not to mention attack back.
Bruises and scrathes instantly appeared as the chair fell to the ground. And he grabbed one of the metal legs of it, and bashed the thing agains the wall till it fell off, which just happened to be after one bash.
The pole now in his hands, he smiled, hitting the end of it agins this arm, intimidatingly.*
"So...Your an assasin, I take it?"
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Post by Max Kendrix on Nov 2, 2005 1:10:10 GMT
Max sounded the alarm as the chair opened up a few scrapes but nothing more. This just wasn't his night, he thought to himself.
"Whatever gave ya that idea?"
Max paced back wards and searched desperately for some sort of make-shift weapon. Max's eyes became instantly glued to the bottle of hooch on the bar-top. He hefted it up and slung it at his new found friend, hoping to buy just a few more seconds...
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 2, 2005 1:14:41 GMT
*He swung the stool leg baseball style, shattering the glass and having the shards fly everywhere. Mostly on himself, and he dropped the leg, as he shielded his eyes...damn, that wasnt the brightest of plans...
Blood began to drip down as the cuts grew wider and the bruises grew darker...but he was smiling all the way.*
"So, where ya from? Learn ta fight liek taht from someone or just picked it up?"
*He felt a bond with his opponent. Something that connected the two, and he needed to figure out why...*
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Post by Max Kendrix on Nov 2, 2005 1:31:58 GMT
Max called a halt to his retreat as he stood his ground.
"Self taught mostly. The mean streets of Tattooine is one of the best self-help schools of hard Knocks around. A man's gotta eat ya know."
Max crouched low and readied himself to take on the juggernaut of a man. This was his type of fun! Another smile washed across his face as he sprung at the brawler with reckless abandon...It was time time to throw caution to the wind and relish in the pain that was sure to come.
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 2, 2005 1:35:15 GMT
*HE grabbed the man's first strike, but was unaware of his spped, and got hit by the second...almost making him tumble, but thanks to his fairly low center of gravity he balanced out and looked into his eyes...Grabbing the man's wrists so that he could not attack.*
"You wanna hone your skills? Then come with me...We'll fight soon enough"
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Post by Max Kendrix on Nov 2, 2005 1:51:50 GMT
Max had just started to enjoy himself, when he suddenly found out just how bad his situation truly was. His wrists were caught in the man's vice-like grip and the hope of breaking free faded by the second.
Max found himself going down another one-way street of an ass-beating twice already this night and didn't wanna try for a third! How long could a kid's luck hold out?, he thought to himself as he relaxed his arms and ceased his struggle.
"I'll become your pupil...I don't even know yer name stranger, and I'm already swearing allegiance to ya! I guess the wastelands of hell have frozen over after all!"
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 2, 2005 2:35:26 GMT
"You will call me, MAndalore..."
*And at those words, what customers stayed in the cantina turned. Mandalore was a title of the leader, who had control over a vast navu, and a merciless army. He alone was a force to be reakoned with, thought to be one of teh ebst fighters in the galaxy.*
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Post by Max Kendrix on Nov 2, 2005 2:44:13 GMT
As the stranger spoke his name, Max had to fight back his intial response, which was to burst out laughing. Was this guy serious? After a second of rational thought Max realized that this madman was the legend made flesh before him. His amazing show of strength of will was awe-inspiring to say the least.
"Then I pledge my life to you...Mandalore!"
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Lu Kane
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I have finally gone sane... And I think It's crazy
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Post by Lu Kane on Nov 2, 2005 2:47:42 GMT
*Jet steps forward, obviously he had no idea, this man was so very young, he did not expect this sort of thing* "My lord, I did not know..."*He bows down, his armour clanking* ooc: i don't know what i'm doing  |
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Post by Darius Lenoth/Infared on Nov 3, 2005 0:18:16 GMT
"Well, It seems we have two new fighters to join my ranks...hmm, swell..."
*He said trying to act as serious as he possibly could. He was going to say 'kick ass' but deemed it inappropriate for the context of the situation. The word 'swell' really, really didnt seem right coming out of his mouth though.*
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