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Post by Reaperkid on Jan 13, 2005 5:56:43 GMT -5
Announcer::
"And now to the second fight of Division Three! Before beginning, our referee would like to assure you that the match-ups are 100% random.
Our second fighters are Riyo and Cyrus."
ooc--- I swear to GOD that that was random.
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Post by Broken Glass on Jan 15, 2005 8:50:21 GMT -5
ooc - I know that, my friend. You told me your intricate process.  ic - Riyo unsheathed her sword and did a few quick stances just to warm up. Suddenly she heard her name being called. She cocked her head to the right to get a better view of the arena. Cyrus wasn't there yet. "Oh well, whatever." She muttered, walking over to the battle ground. |
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Post by Fire Temptress on Jan 15, 2005 15:31:49 GMT -5
ooc -- Oohh, what was his process?  ic -- Cyrus sighed and sat up slowly, calmly, eyes closed, his meditation being interrupted by the announcement. He reached for the hilt of his sword and brought it slung on his shoulder, making his way to the arena, eyes now open. His expression remained stoic, expressionless, unreadable. So he'd be fighting Riyo? He wasn't very social with her, but he knew she'd put up a good battle. Cyrus stepped up on to the arena. |
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Post by Broken Glass on Jan 16, 2005 5:04:02 GMT -5
ooc - very random. ic - Riyo watched him, carefully studying the way he moved. He seemed agile and strong. She probably wouldn't win in hand-to-hand. But then again, one never knew. She tapped her foot lightly, checking the stability of the ground. Hopefully it would stand against brute magic. She closed her eyes momentarily, trying out that Pranayama thing she learned in yoga class once. She wasn't sure about whatever it was called, but itworked like a charm. All her muscles loosened up and her pace-maker calmed down. Without openeing her eyes, she positioned herself in attack mode, the point of her sword supported by her left hand. Her body was crouched down low, ready to strike at any moment. Her eyes snapped open, watching Cyrus carefully, waiting for him to make the first move. |
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Post by Fire Temptress on Jan 16, 2005 13:57:50 GMT -5
Cyrus took in his opponent's movements with careful eyes, knowing full well not to judge her just because she was female.
Feet planted firmly in the ground, Cyrus slid into his own fighting position, sword at the ready, eyes narrowed to tiny slits in a wary, cautious fashion. But he remained stoic as ever.
"Ladies first," was all he said.
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Post by Reaperkid on Jan 19, 2005 7:14:55 GMT -5
ooc--- *laughs* It was very hi-tech.  . I tore up pieces of paper and picked them out two at a time. Yes. Very hi-tech. . ic--- The referee came into the stadium and looked at them. First at Riyo, then at Cyrus. "I'm waiting. Start already." |
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Post by Broken Glass on Jan 21, 2005 9:29:11 GMT -5
Riyo fixed him with a smile. "Well, you did offer."
She took her sword and swung it around her thrice, slamming it into the ground and cutting through the ground. Multiple blasts of wind emanated from the air pressure of the sword cutting through the ground, hurling towards Cyrus.
Riyo quickly placed herself on defense, waiting for a counterattack. She knew hat wouldn't get him, it was too easy a hit.
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Post by Fire Temptress on Jan 22, 2005 20:01:29 GMT -5
Cyrus' eyebrows shot up, wondering what drove her to send such an... easily-avoidable attack at him. He decided not to think about it much, but run around the attack to avoid it. His sword hung readily at his side, and once he was near Riyo, he raised it and slashed it down.
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Post by Broken Glass on Jan 23, 2005 8:39:38 GMT -5
Riyo smirked. He was playing right into her trap. She easily dodged the attack, sending more blasts of wind towards him as she retreated to one end of the arena.
The moment her foot touched the ground (ooc - SPLIT STEP!), she switched gears, charging right at him and sending more blasts of wind at him.
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Post by Fire Temptress on Jan 23, 2005 14:26:43 GMT -5
Cyrus eyed the blasts of winds before smirking and charging straight at them. The blade of his sword seemed to spring to life as it pulsated with energy and with whispy smokes of his own elements of wind. He used his sword, emitting with wind, to slice through her attack, giving him a clear path through them and to Riyo.
He disappeared at first, and then reappeared right in front of her, crouched down, kicking out his leg to trip her.
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Post by Broken Glass on Jan 24, 2005 8:54:26 GMT -5
Riyo had been taken aback when Cyrus suddenly popped out from nowhere. Luckily, she had jumped just in time, barely tripping. She grinned widely. This was fun.
Riyo skidded back with force. Fire burned in her eyes. Literally.
She started swinging her sword around her once more. Pillars of fire began emerging from around her in the areas where she had blasted the wind.
Wind is to fire, as it extinguishes the small... A grim smile grew on her face. And enflames the great...
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Post by Fire Temptress on Feb 11, 2005 22:02:18 GMT -5
Cyrus paused, eyes narrowing at the emerging flames that started to rise around him.
He frowned, and wondered how to take this on.
He then closed his eyes, as if meditating, his lips moving rapidly, mouthing words that went unheard. He made gestures with his hand, a cool blue aura visibly glowing around his form.
Wind swept up around him, and formed a shield against the burning flames, before it expanded out, his own energy beating back against the fire to push it away from him.
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Post by Broken Glass on Feb 12, 2005 6:40:02 GMT -5
Riyo placed a finger on her cheek thoughtfully. She hadn't really expected him to fight off the fire. Perhaps she had underestimated him.
Nevertheless, Riyo decided to attack. She dashed forward, slashing randomly at Cyrus with her fire-hot sword.
At least it seemed random. What she was doing was making 12 strikes in one movement. She couldn't remember what the move was called, but it was pretty effective towards fast moving objects as far as she knew.
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Post by Fire Temptress on Feb 21, 2005 15:57:36 GMT -5
He raised his sword to block each of her attacks, and each time he did so, he would take a step back. Cyrus took the liberty of taking defense instead of offense, hoping that his opponent would then ware herself out in some way, although he knew it wouldn't be as simple as that.
He contemplated his options: Firstly, he was telekinetic, meaning he could break into her mind, probably take control of her, and just have her walk off the ring and he could win with a Ring Out. But then again, this girl was probably strong-minded, thus making it hard to break into her mind. And anyway, there wouldn't be any fun in that.
Cyrus duck down and swiped at Riyo's legs in an attempt to sweep her off her feet.
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Post by Broken Glass on Feb 28, 2005 7:08:00 GMT -5
Riyo grinned. This was fun.
Just as she felt Cyrus' foot hit the back of her ankle, Riyo jumped up, doing something akin to Leap Frog. Had she reacted one second later, he would've successfully tripped her. He's really good.
"Don't even try it." She muttered, doing a few backflips to reach the other end of the arena.
She closed her eyes and started doing a few wushu stances to control her thoughts once more. She placed herself in Da Lao Ren as her eyes snapped open, carefully watching Cyrus.
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. I tore up pieces of paper and picked them out two at a time. Yes. Very hi-tech.