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Post by Freya on Aug 4, 2004 0:12:32 GMT -5
Freya approached her clan building, the building that housed the most tough of bounty hunters. She drew her lips up in a small snarl and quietly entered the building, stopping infront of a bullitain board in the halls. It was fairly empty, as vampires haven't been making appearances lately.
Freya had realised she needed more members for her clan and quickly tacked a piece of paper with writing on it to the board. She then quietly turned on her heel, and gracefully made her way down the halls towards the sparring room.
The notice read:
WANTED: MORE MEMBERS
If you wish to join the Red Hawks, consult the founder, Miss Freya. You then must engage in battle with her, and if you can survive her attacks for 60 minutes, or you get three bleeding wounds on her: you are allowed to join.
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Post by Alex on Aug 4, 2004 0:13:55 GMT -5
He walks in, cloak shadowing his face. He says in a calm, cool voice 'May I join.'
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Post by Freya on Aug 4, 2004 0:17:46 GMT -5
Freya had heard someone walked in, and had swiftly turned to face him, her hand moving to her buckled side by reflex, ready to grasp her katars. But when she saw only a young man, and then heard his question, she relaxed a tiny bit, but her muscles were still tense, ready for fight if necessary.
"Yes, yes you may.."
Her voice was cool, but it was pretty close to bone chilling. She lifted a hand and brushed a short red lock of hair out of her face. A smug smirk had pulled her lips upwards.
"...If you desire to be pounded upon for ten to fifteen minutes. Read the sign."
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Post by Alex on Aug 4, 2004 0:44:46 GMT -5
He charges her, still having not drawn a weapon.
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Post by Freya on Aug 4, 2004 0:47:05 GMT -5
Freya swiftly moved forward and disappeared. In one smooth motion she appeared beside him and lifted a foot, kicking him in the kneecap.
"Remember, you don't have to fight back, just survive the pummelings without crying and running away with your tail between your legs."
Her smug smirk remained etched onto her lips as she looked at Alex wiht obvious superiority in her eyes.
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Post by Alex on Aug 4, 2004 0:51:08 GMT -5
When she kicked, she didn't feel her kick connect with anything. The cloak falls down to the ground, limp. He hops down from a banister. 'Got it. So, are you gonna hit me or what?' He had a slight grin on his face. He gets into a defense stance.
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Post by Freya on Aug 4, 2004 0:55:34 GMT -5
Freya had heard him jumping down from the banister and with a smooth motion, she drew a shuriken from under her dress and threw it at Alex, piercing his arm. She chuckled, an amused, cruel chuckle.
"Of course I plan on hitting you... First blood. If I manage to get three bleeding wounds on you, you've lost your chance to join for awhile."
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Post by Alex on Aug 4, 2004 1:03:18 GMT -5
'Alright.' He smirks and rips the shurikan out. A smooth river of blood pours out of his wound. 'You're quick, girl'
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Post by Freya on Aug 4, 2004 1:06:50 GMT -5
Freya tossed her head arrogantly, red locks swiftly moving in a fiery motion. She appeared offended at the comment Alex made.
"You aren't too bad yourself."
She said icily, and ran forward again, one hand grasping a katar, her other holding a shuriken. She threw the shuriken at Alex to fake him out, and then appeared beside him, swiftly moving with her katar to slice his waist.
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Post by Alex on Aug 4, 2004 1:18:06 GMT -5
He catches teh shurikan and miraculously blocked the katar with the shurikan. He grits hisw teeth, having a terribly hard time tring to block the katar. 'You're....strong...'
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Post by Freya on Aug 4, 2004 1:22:34 GMT -5
A smile stretched Freya's lips as she realised he was focusing all his attention onto the katar. She gracefully moved her other hand, grasped her katar and suddenly lashed out at his stomach, and in a smooth motion jumped back, now completely armed.
"Hah.. You made me have to bring out both my katars. Bravo, you're a tough one indeed."
Her tone was a teasing tone, she was making fun of him in an arrogant way.
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Post by Alex on Aug 4, 2004 1:29:41 GMT -5
He falls back. She notices the shurikan, missing from his hand. He smirks as blood dribbles out from his mouth. 'You're good, but not that good..' He stands up and wipes the blood from his lip.
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Post by Freya on Aug 4, 2004 1:31:20 GMT -5
Freya continued to smile, an arrogant smile. Superiority shone in her eyes as her body tensed, ready to move.
"We'll see."
She said cooly, and was gone. She swiftly made her way over to Alex and slashed at one of his arms.
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Post by Alex on Aug 4, 2004 1:43:24 GMT -5
He a blade rips out of a wrapings and blocks teh blade. 'Didn't expect that huh?'
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Post by Freya on Aug 4, 2004 1:46:32 GMT -5
Freya cocked an eyebrow slightly. Her expression remained blank otherwise, but her eyes had a look of slight surprise in them, but was quickly shooken off by an arrogant grin that played on her lips.
"I suppose I didn't..."
She said flatly, and began to twirl to bring her other katar up to slash him, but she lost her balance, falling over, the blade slicing her arm, and a small part of her back. She fell to her knees as the sticky red liquid ran down her arm and back, dripping onto the floor.
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