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Post by Veran on Mar 31, 2005 2:26:05 GMT
"Are you afraid of pain to such level Sithlord? You offer help to an apprentice while he should complete the task on his own and you let me duel another in your place?
Pfu! A Sith? No way I'm going to beleive it for long... Fight me, and prove yourself worthy of death!"
Ranka spins the Katana in his hand to take a standart fighting position as the tip of his blade points to the sky and the souls screeches soften by the passive action...
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 31, 2005 2:27:33 GMT
ooc: Ill let spike fight you. No way in hell I'am gona fight you after what you did to my other character....And I have to go soon. And you only look like a mercenary to my character so that why hes underestimating you
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Post by Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce on Mar 31, 2005 2:29:05 GMT
*Blade stands up and rises to his feet holding his wound*
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 31, 2005 2:32:20 GMT
ooc: but I could fight you. If you want a duel that will last a few minute.
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Post by Veran on Mar 31, 2005 2:34:00 GMT
Ranka looks towards Azsneth with great dissapointment. He points the blade towards the thing that may have once been human and shouts mealovently at the cyborg.
"I thought fear was your ally sith! That fear made you strong since it fueled your anger and hate, though it seems that for you, it simply shows the fact that you are a coward!
You are not even worth killing..."
He puts his Katana onto his belt and stares one other time with his emerald eyes and sighs out of dissapointment. He turns then as swift as the very light towards his new opponent and draws his own pistols to point them at the Hunter. He freezes there, motionless like a statue...
"I don't beleive we have met before... What is your name?"
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Post by Master Bondora on Mar 31, 2005 2:37:48 GMT
"Pathetic creature of flesh. You really think that I'am affraid of you..."
The Jedi killing machine then shout to Spike.
"Kill him bounty hunter! And you will have a reward..."
A small sith shuttle flys above the ground in Azsneth direction while still in the air the landing ramp open and Azsneth jumps inside the ship and flys off to space.
ooc: G'night people
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Post by Scarface on Mar 31, 2005 2:38:38 GMT
*he also stands motionless like a rock guns aimed at him his hands are steady*
Spike, i cant say its a pleasure *he chuckles*
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Post by Veran on Mar 31, 2005 2:46:40 GMT
Ranka looks at his opponents arsenal and is quite impressed by the collection of bullets and weapons he possess. Until he speaks back to him in a most enigmatic tone...
"I am either Ranka or Kel... You choose how to call me it has no importance to me. It is quite clear you are extremly proficient in firearms let us make a deal for this fight; I will fight with only the weapons I hold in my hand, firearms and you can use all weapons you have at your disposal regarding this cathegory. Let me also warn you, my bullets are filled with liquid Doomnium, an extremly poisonous substance itself deadly enough to make any predator die from its bite into your veins. I thus suggest you avoid getting hit. Though if you deliver me a good fight and that you surpass yourself, I shall exerce the right I have over your life if I am to win... And let you live by giving you the antidote..."
A large grin comes across his face as he points both his handguns more steadily toward Spike.
'In, or out?'
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Post by Scarface on Mar 31, 2005 2:49:34 GMT
*he half smiles*
in *he chuckles*
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Post by Veran on Mar 31, 2005 2:54:38 GMT
Ranka keeps the grin onto his face to the awnser of the Bounty Hunter. And steps back slowly keeping his guns perfectly aimed towards Spike until he stops by a large rock. His expression regains its original coldness as he fires the first shots while jumping onto the natural monument.
The shots aims at his heart and head, perfectly parallele from each other, clear shots...
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Post by Scarface on Mar 31, 2005 2:57:37 GMT
*he does a very swift roll to the left cocking and fireing the magnums one shot aimed at Ranka's head and the other at his leg*
*he stands after the roll and the feeling from his cold eyes is in the air not seen but felt in ways not felt before in a human*
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Post by Veran on Mar 31, 2005 3:06:45 GMT
As Spike gets back on his feets to see the effect of his attack, he expected to see this new found foe alive, yet perhaps not standing in the very same spot he was a moment ago, still in the position he used to evade the projectile; He placed one of his own guns in front of his face to deflect the bullet with it while he simply sidestepeed to dodge the other projectile. Extremly simple, yet wonderfully effective plan of evasion.
"I was expecting to dodge in a further less orthodoc way... That was rather simple Spike..."
He slowly removes the handgun which cloaked his face, itself expressing anger towards the simplicity he had into dodging, his eyes expressing the very frustration of cold which could be felt into a storm of frost. It derived to the deadlyness of ice as he pointed his weapons back to The Bounty hunter and fired five times, one towards his abdomen, another at his feet, a third at his head and others directly around him shot milliseconds after to almost ensure that a dodge from a roll would be futile.
"Show me some challenge Bounty Hunter, do not dissapoint me" He shouts over the thunderic sound of his shots...
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Post by Scarface on Mar 31, 2005 3:13:34 GMT
im only getting started *grins*
*he knows he cant get out of this one without being shot he takes the easiest way out he jumps makeing most of the shots go under him though one hits his arm*
*he grabs his arm in pain and lets go just as fast as he grabbed it*
poisen eh..death is just another form of dreaming just one you never wake up from
*he charges at lightning speeds and jumps high over Ranka fireing 2 shots above him and 2 shots behind him when he lands behind Ranka*
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Post by Veran on Mar 31, 2005 3:23:22 GMT
Ranka swiftly analyzes the patern of attack and so fires two shots with surgical precision at the incoming projectiles, each making contact and making small explosions above both their heads. He follows the movements of Carr and faces him but did not anticipate the second wave of bullets. He reacts instinctively by jumping back and so shooting once more at the incoming metalic object of death, he succeed into deriving the one which aimed to his heart though the other misses horribly and so the hunter's bullet strikes him directly in the right arm, shattering a small part of the bone inside. He lands on his back and rolls onto his feet examining his wound and finaly look back at Carr. "Now this is what I want! Challenge at last!" Unlikely his previous speaches his present words are full of warmth. He so gives away a slight grin as he throws with his wounded arm the vile of antitode to the poison... "Fight me now with your entire potential and arsenal. Make me so wish that I would have rather fought the Sith instead of you, show your skill to me Spike!" ooc: Sorry, I've gtg so lets continue this tommorow  |
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Post by Ryu Kitana/Dominic Trayce on Mar 31, 2005 8:59:33 GMT
*Blade returns to his ship and heads off into space*
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