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Post by *~Nikkole~* on Apr 2, 2007 23:13:34 GMT
Kamen nodded and drew his sword, stepping a bit forward to meet Kadaj in distance. He relayed the information in his head before releasing something. Kadaj wait-- Too late. He swore before following him in, holding his sword close to his body.
Vikktor raised a brow before raising his sword and anticipating Kadaj's attack.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Apr 2, 2007 23:21:46 GMT
No defense. Too bad. Never a good sign. But it's too late now. The thought came and went in a fraction of a second as the brothers nearly flew for their marks...
As the distance closed to engagement range, Kadaj drew his sword and slashed it down at Vikktor's upper arm in a single silver flash of motion, a nearly uninterrupted arc.
The others were already moving into position, and the 'creepers Kdaj had requested leaped from the ground mere seconds after his first move... Yazoo at times questioned his brother's judgement but knew full well his tactical reasoning was more often than not staggeringly spot-on.
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Post by *~Nikkole~* on Apr 2, 2007 23:42:22 GMT
Vikktor moved just before Kadaj's sword could make contact with his skin, his robe slicing down the side.
Kamen saw this and before his master could react he moved in and jammed the butt of his sword into his master's side. Vikktor choked and held his side before stumbling back and lifting his sword to meet another hit.
He paused before jumping back... only to feel a sharp point to his back. He spun around and saw his once friend Jeremy.
The red head smirked. "Ya know... I kinda knew a weakling like you would be back." He sneered before lifting his blade and slashing down. Kamen blocked by moving and kicked the older boy back so he could look to Kadaj. We forgot about the other three.
Lekki had returned with reinforcements. Him and a tall woman with dark brown hair intercepted Loz and Yazoo. Both armed and the woman look extremely p*ssed; the boy terrified but calm.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Apr 2, 2007 23:58:16 GMT
Kadaj was mildly irritated, to say the least, but he managed to push it off and focus. He advanced on Vikktor, driving him back towards the waiting Shadowcreepers, which snarled and pounced at the tyrant's back...
Yazoo shot a look at his younger brother as he fended off the other combatants. New plan, genius?
Working on it. He spun a quarter turn to check on Kamen and found him under attack... he swung his free hand at the boy challenging him and let go an energy barrage to knock him away before returning his attention to Vikktor...
Yazoo sighed. I guess this is where the improvising part you mentioned comes in. He fired at the woman facing him, leveling his pistols at different heights to make blocking his shots difficult...
Loz laughed as he engaged the fearful boy before him. Fast as the kid was, the outcome of the match was never in question. His charged pile bunker, with a solid fist thrown into the bargain, came smashing up at the boy's ribcage...
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Post by *~Nikkole~* on Apr 3, 2007 0:23:19 GMT
Vikktor stumbled back and started fending off the shadowcreepers. He remained calm but held an almost steady smirk. He was having fun with this.
Jermy flew back and hit the wall hard. He waited until the dust settled before charging at Kadaj this time. Kamen blocked him and slashed down with the blunt side of his sword, hitting him in the collar. Jeremy fell back but recovered shortly and made his move back....
The woman, Fituna, blocked almost all of Yazoo's shots, the space around her full of flowy clothes and longs dark hair. She was almost unable to really see where she was as she danced about, holding her knives in her hidden hands..
Lekki, the little green haired boy, eeped and moved back and under. He was shaking as he faced Loz. He was small and very frail. One or two hits could do serious damage. And he knew that. The boy swallowed before lifting up his hands and spreading his feet a bit. He would have to try and dodge every attack.... He was only a distraction after all. Only his master's tool.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Apr 3, 2007 0:35:15 GMT
Kadaj lunged in for a quick attack on Vikktor while the dark sorceror's attention was engaged, sliding down to his knees for a clean slice at his hamstrings and springing himself back to his feet, whirling to defend himself, all in the space of a few fleeting seconds. He could not yet tell if his oppenent has taken the blow or not, but had no intention of taking chances.
Yazoo examined his opponent with more than a little interest. Bit of a show-off, this one... but it seems she has plenty to show. Impressive... pity I'll have to kill her. He advanced to engage her at point-blank range. "Hmm... if not for this entire battle lark, I'd be halfway inclined to ask for your number," he remarked with a sly smirk.
So he wants to outspeed me, Loz thought in regard to his small opponent. Not a chance. He engaged his Speed materia and zipped around behind the boy, tapping him bluntly from behind and sending him sprawling forward. "Not bad, kid... but I'd suggest you bow out 'till you're ready for the bigs."
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Post by *~Nikkole~* on Apr 3, 2007 0:59:43 GMT
Vikktor winced a bit, a thin yet damaging slice to his legs. He spun around and faced Kadaj. His eyes narrowed slightly before he lunged at him, sword pointed straight for the younger mans side.
Fituna stopped and shot out a fan of sharp and thin knives at Yazoo. She smirked. "Sorry, babe. I don't go for the good guys." She brought up more knives and waited for another chance to strike.
Lekki stumbled and fell forward. He spun around on his back and crawled a bit. His eyes were wide and watery under messy green locks. "Please... I'm only doing this so he won't kill me." He wasn't begging but he was still shaking and petrified. He stood and got back into form, he tried to put on a more confident look. "If... if you're going to defeat me. Please don't kill me..." He trembled as he waited.
Kamen was blocking and parrying his once friend, Jeremy's attacks. Jeremy smirked and brought his sword down, making Kamen block it. He then kicked the younger one to the ground roughly. Kill that boy and I'll gut you through, brother. Kamen mentally warned, Lekki was his friend and wasn't doing this by choice.... the others were another story.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Apr 3, 2007 1:19:02 GMT
Loz scoffed at the puppet's bravado. "Well, since you asked so nicely..." He propelled himself towards Lekki, snagging the boy by the collar and zooming up the stairs with him. Relax, I'm not gonna kill the kid. But for future reference... if Kadaj had heard that, you'd already be dead. Never take sides against the family, especially not when he's listening. The boy's squirming had little effect on their brief journey. Loz threw the kid into the room Vikktor had come out of, slamming the door shut and busting the handle off. That'll hold him for at least a minute. "It's been fun, kid."
Yazoo, meanwhile, blocked the knifes coming at him with his melee pistols, knocking most of them aside... however, one grazed his arm, barely deep enough to draw blood. He ignored the green fluid coming from him and gave Fituna a teasing look. "I can be a bad boy, dollface." He took a couple more potshots at the girl, toying with her... You're too fun to kill all at once.
Stop playing around and give me a hand! Kadaj ordered. But there was no need... Loz was already on his way. Before Jeremy knew what hit him, Loz had dropped down from the balcony, sped past the other combatants, and propelled the pile bunker directly towards the back of his head, planning to send him directly into the opposite wall as a permanent addition to the decor...
Kadaj, in the meantime, found himself pleasantly challenged by the old man's ability. The lunge for his side didn't connect with his flesh but caught on his leather coat... he tossed his weapon up and whipped the garment aside, sending the weight of it onto Vikktor's sword to knock the weapon off-balance, reaching out at just the right moment to grasp his sword's hilt again and bring it on a collision course with the unguarded side of the Puppetmaster's neck...
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Post by *~Nikkole~* on Apr 3, 2007 1:43:16 GMT
Lekki screached and squirmed until landing hard. He winced and stuggled to his feet, limping over to the door. He tried to open it but he couldn't. He cursed, kicked, punched and yelled at the door in hopes of something working.
Kamen scoffed as he struggled to get up. That kid is my family too. I'm all he has, I can't let you kill him.
Jeremy got the blunt of the blow as he flew forward and made contact with the wall. But he wasn't down just yet. The boy yanked himself free and stumbled to his feet. He turned around and faced them with a most likely broken nose and a busted lip, other injuries implied.
Kamen turned around and stared at Jeremy in shock. More that he withstood that then Loz's speed....
Fituna gave a playful look as she danced about and tossed a few more knives at him. "I have yet to see anything but your gunman skills, love. Can't make my judgements on that..." She stopped and unsheathed daggers to throw, much larger then her little knives.
Vikktor took the blow and rolled to the side and to his feet, grabbing his sword on his way. He righted himself and chuckled lightly at his scuffs and bruises. "It has been awhile since I have fought anyone who could best me...." He looked at Kadaj with a less evil grin. "Lets see if you make the list, boy." He moved back into his fighting stance and waited.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Apr 3, 2007 2:05:14 GMT
That blow to the neck should have taken his head off, Kadaj thought, eyes narrowing. How the h**l is he still alive?
He didn't stop to mull it over. He wanted to know if he made the list, too.
He brought his blades perpendicularly against his opponent's, grating against it and releasing intermittent friction sparks, pushing hard against the dark master, charging up an energy blast in his hand, eye to eye with him... Something about him reminds me of my eldest... oh, yeah, that same insufferable air of superiority.
Yazoo laughed at the girl's comments. "You haven't even really seen those yet. If I were REALLY trying right now..." He ducked under her knife attack, catching one in midair and flinging it back at her. He danced in a little closer, countering her moves precisely... neutralizing them without striking back... "Consider yourself lucky that you intrigue me." He shot an amused glance her way. "I might be persuaded to show you a thing or two to base your judgements on... provided you survive."
Yazoo, this is NOT the time to flirt.
Loz smirked at the damage he had dealt to Jeremy. For all that, he's still challenging me. Tough guy, huh... He stood back and charged the pile bunker again, bracing his feet on the stone floor. "Bring it on, mincemeat." He shot forward towards the injured puppet, ready to strike...
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Post by *~Nikkole~* on Apr 3, 2007 2:23:39 GMT
Vikktor pushed back against him hard enough so he didn't go backwards or forwards. He looked back at Kadaj with a more knowing and wiser look. He knew this was his last fight... he knew he stood very little chance... but he'd rather die from this little punk then to sickness or old age.
Vikktor suddenly glared venomously and pushed back harder. What was he thinking? He still could at least see the death of the little leech he raised to be a pansey....
Fituna raised a brow before laughing. "Oh... really, now?" She shook her head and grinned stopping and looking at him playfully. She batted her long black lashes and looked at him curiously. "How do you plan on doing that...? Are you not here to kill me...??" She laughed a bit and lifted a dagger, toying with it.
Jeremy braced himself, bringing his sturdier arms up to block his face. He was hit full on, going back into and then through the wall into the kitchen. He skid into the counter and coughed a bit, trying to get his breath. He was still connected to his master and therefore still had his strength...
Jeremy snarled at Loz and picked up a knife, bracing himself for another attack from the man twice his size.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Apr 3, 2007 2:52:35 GMT
Yazoo locked his pistols against Fituna's dagger and leaned in, as if conspiring with her. "As for the first question, that depends on what you'd LET me do," he answered, looking her dead in the eyes. "And the second... that depends on how cooperative we are all willing to be." He shoved his way still closer to her, almost close enough for kiss... and abruptly twisted the guns' handles, yanking the dagger out of her grasp and pulling back to a healthier distance as the blade flipped out of her hands and away, knowing she had plenty more where that came from...
Kadaj rolled his eyes. His older brother had always been something of a charmer... stiff as he could be most of the time, when he turned on the charisma it rarely failed. And Kadaj could tell he was putting a little extra effort into this one... either he wanted to lure the girl into certain defeat, or... No way. There's no way he could be serious about getting her attention, his emotional core is too discipline-bound-- but what if... I don't know, death can change people... I'm thinking crazy. I mean, come on. Yazoo? Loz, maybe, but Yazoo? He wanted to read into it to confirm himself, but he was too busy reading his opponent to risk that...
Vikktor had suddenly become serious. Something was pushing him forward now, something stronger than the pride which had propelled him thus far... Kadaj unleashed the energy charge he'd been building up, jumping back to absorb most of the impact, allowing it to knock Vikktor several feet backwards. The force to the explosion hurled him upwards, and he twisted around to plant his feet against the ceiling... he sprang back down at Vikktor, whom he hoped had been at least slightly stunned by the blast, set to impale him on contact...
Loz noted the knife as he advanced through the rough gap in the wall, snatching the first object he could get his hands on... he looked at it incredulously for a split second before throwing it at the boy. A rolling pin? He snatched other objects from the walls and counters, hurling them at deadly speeds towards the kid... turning even so mundane an object as a pie tin into a deadly weapon...
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Post by *~Nikkole~* on Apr 3, 2007 3:14:59 GMT
Fituna raised a brow at the distance before smirking. "I can't agree to anything just yet. That is how a heart breaks, love. Can't just go around lettin' people do whatever they want..." She laughed a bit. "Cooperative?? Ha... only if you make it seem like the good guys got it good." She stepped back, startled by the sudden movement, before snarling a bit. She calmed herself before shaking her head and flipping out another knife. "You knew I would have another... so why go wasting energy?" She mused, watching him still.
Vikktor made a light grunt and stumbled back, loosing his balance. He went to steady himself before realizing that Kadaj wasn't in front of him....
Jeremy ducked the pin and the rest of the objects before chucking, skillfully, the knife he had grabbed. He used that time to run to the other side of a large island in the kitchen. He watched Loz coldly as he kept the space best he could....
Kamen watched this before letting it hit him. "Lekki..." He ran up the stairs and kicked the weakened door down. He looked around before running to a small and shaky form. "Lekki! Hey... are you okay?"
The boy stiffened and scuttled away before seeing that it was Kamen. "Anai!" He crawled over and hugged him. "I'm so scared... he's going to kill me!"
Kamen hugged the boy he has called his brother for years before helping him stand. "I won't let him... come on. Are you hurt?"
"No..." He dropped his head, ashamed.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Apr 3, 2007 3:30:07 GMT
"Why indeed," Yazoo replied. If I have to get rid of those daggers one by one, I will. Something kept nagging at the back of his mind, though... Was there another reason why I wanted to get close to her? Hmph... even if there was, that still doesn't mean anything. She's an attractive woman and it would be only natural if I found myself wanting to get a little closer to her... but that's merely animalistic impulse. It's nothing worth taking seriously. Thus self-assured, he made a few more potshots just to either side of her, to keep her off-balance... aiming one shot to just barely clip the hair to the side of her face, give her a little jolt...
Kadaj plummeted towards the disoriented Puppetmaster, jabbing his Souba directly at the manipulator's stomach, ready to rearrange his insides with a classic plunge and twist... I'll send you across like that little blonde-haired number Tseng got so worked up about... and your days of torturing my brother will be over.
Something in his mind began to waver... fluctuate and wane... Oh, no. Kamen's spike is wearing off... he's got another ten minutes, MAYBE.
The knife barely missed Loz's face, leaving a scratch on his cheek, embedding itself in the wall. His eyes widened at the shot's accuracy... he wiped the blood away and glared at Jeremy, yanking the knife free and climbing over the island towards him as if it wasn't there, murder burning in his eyes. "Bad idea, kid..." Jeremy had put distance between himself and the man closing the distance between them, but he'd also cornered himself.
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Post by *~Nikkole~* on Apr 3, 2007 3:44:02 GMT
Fituna chuckled lightly and moved a little closer but swayed a bit to the side at the shot, looking in the direction it almost hit. She looked back and raised a brow. "Are you always such a tease...?" She mused as she circled him slightly, playing with him.
Vikktor was hit bit more to the side then what was probably planned. He stumbled back and almost collapsed as Kadaj's force hit him... His hand almost gripping at the sword and bloody wound....
Kamen blinked and frowned, getting a strange feeling. Oh now... I think its wearing off. He tugged Lekki a bit towards the door. "Come on... lets get out of here, anai." He lead the frightened boy out the door.... and out onto the balcony.
Jeremy glared defiantly back at him as he took a few steps back and hit the wall. He swallowed a bit before narrowing his eyes and smirking. "Bad idea for you..." He held up a grenade just in front of him, finger ready to pull the loop. "I don't have anything at stake here but my pathetic life. But you..." He laughed coldly. "You could really lose something if I pulled this..." He was desperate now, he knew he couldn't last long but he feared his own death....
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