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Post by eric on Apr 3, 2009 19:29:50 GMT -5
He cried out as blood spurted from his eye, releasing his hold on the girl. His body returned to it's original human form as he was pelted from behind with a hail of shots, five slamming hard into his back as he fell to the ground on his knees. His breathing was ragged now as he tried to regain enough strength to get back up. In his mind he would have laughed if he wasn't in so much pain. Only just this morning had been complaining about how boring his life was as of late. Cain would have laughed at how he had gotten his wish and now he was in too deep. But the rage he felt help him push his body upward yet again, defying everything his body wanted to do. In his mind was the repeating phrase, I will go on-I will go on. He raised himself into a standing position and growled starting from deep down in his chest. He still held the switchblade in his right hand and sneered, his left eye closed and blood flowing freely from the cut. He had plenty of experience with blades and knives, so when he whipped it at ribs- he wasn't surprised when it hit it's mark. oc: I know, just trying to make Cain look good and put up a good fight
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Post by Dakota on Apr 3, 2009 19:45:25 GMT -5
Dakota pulled free quickly as Cain's grip on her neck loosened, she took a step back. She could feel the pain and anger radiating off of Cain. A fraction that was growing a lot bigger was determination. The emense emotions coming off of Cain nearly sent her off balance with her powers. When emotions were strong she would sometimes get 'stuck' in someone's head and feel everything they're feeling. It was bad to do in battle, especially when the other person was in a lot of pain. She watched the blood drip from the wound she'd caused on Cain's eye, and was distracted and wasn't able to stop the blade that Cain had thrown. She felt it lodge itself in her ribs, and she comtemplated on whether to take it out and risk massive bleeding, or to keep it in and give a hold on jabbing the knife in her heart for Cain. She pulled the knife out of her chest, and faked a throw so that Cain would be distracted and the SWAT Team for a second, before she threw it for real into his gut. She wasn't going to aim for the heart, because it was near impossible to get it through the ribs to the heart without a series of jabs.
ooc: Jab it through the ribs and then up sharply. Lol, I read it in a vampire novel. xD
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Post by eric on Apr 3, 2009 20:14:44 GMT -5
Cain had fallen forthe fake throw and when the knife sliced into his gut he barely winced. The other, bigger, pains were doing a great job at making the smaller hits seem unimportant and hurt less. He pulld the blade out, its measured five inches covered in the red liquid, he was about to go in foranother attack when a SWAT member who began running at him came too close. Cain turned around and slammed the switchblade into his jugular, and turned the handle, the man gurgled as as he drowned in his own blood and fell to the ground.
Turning back Cain bared his sharper than normal teeth at his real oponent, he charged at her. His black claws out in the open as he swung at her wildly.
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Post by Dakota on Apr 3, 2009 20:20:07 GMT -5
Dakota winced as she saw the SWAT member drown in his own blood, and she shivered inadvertantly. She saw Cain charge at her, and his claws unsheathed. She dodged easily, since it was only side to side, but a few caught her sides. She got a good idea, and pretended to fall as if off balance, and as Cain leaned forward to slash her while she was down, she kicked out her feet and threw her over her head and into the line of the SWAT team. They all jumped away, and she was hit again with how wimpy this 'Team' was.
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Post by eric on Apr 3, 2009 20:53:49 GMT -5
Cain could smell the fear wafting from the SWAT members and wondered why they thought they could do anything here, besides be a nuisance and get killed. The young man would have felt sorry for the people he had killed, but in his mind they were just as guilty and would have done the same thing. Still, the taste of her was lingering inhis mouth and truth be told, he like the flavor..He called out to her in a sarcastic tone of his. "Come on.. I don't have all day honey.."
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Post by Dakota on Apr 3, 2009 21:01:21 GMT -5
Dakota snarled, but didn't move for him. He had a trick up his sleeve, and between the pain, anger, and determination, the slight familiarity showed for the cunning tricksters ways. She glared at him. "Don't call me honey," She shot back, dashing after him quickly.
ooc: Lol, I'll leave it open for options. YAY, options.
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Post by eric on Apr 3, 2009 21:18:18 GMT -5
Cain grinned as she began running for him. His leaped at her and with his right arm pulled back he, swung it forward to grab her by the neck while his other hand began pulling at her feathery wings.
oc: srry bad post, my bro is kicking me off
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Post by Dakota on Apr 5, 2009 12:59:28 GMT -5
Dakota growled as he countered her attack before the attack part, and started pulling at her wings. She growled a few profanities at him, before kicking at his groin, using her other foot to pull his feet out from under him. Dakota pulled sharply out of the grip of hsi hand, and knew that he'd probably just extended the length of zero flying longer. She narrowed her eyes, and brushed the loose feather off of her. She clentched her fists, and punched him on the side of his head, making sure to hit a knuckle in his temple.
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Post by eric on Apr 6, 2009 15:52:27 GMT -5
His head cracked back and to the side with her blows to his skull. He had fallen down and the hit to the temple made him see stars for a moment, he felt light-headed and the blood loss was was beginning to effect him. Gripping at his hair, he remained on the ground composing himself and trying to get rid of the woozy feeling he had. Cain wondered honestly if he would be able to kill this girl, he began doubting his fighting ability.
This doubt was spreading quickly, turning thoughts over in his mind like the flash of a coin. He didn't even remember why he was fighting her, killing bird-kids sometimes younger than himself. All he knew was that the scientists had told him all his early childhood that this was his purpose. That killing these avians was the reason he lived and why they made him. So why had he never thought of these flaws before? Because he had never been this close to being beaten outside of the labs before, out here he could die. This frightened himself pulled his mind back into the fight. He didn't want to die and he couldn't walk away, he was in deep and something major was the only way out.
Still hold his head in one hand he picked himself up yet again, releasing the throbbing temple upon fully standing up. The pain flared and then receded with his heartbeat. Out the corner of his eye he saw a person with a gun aimed at him from across the room, with the sound of firing he dropped backward and did a back flip. He landed close enough to a table that he took cover behind it and looked for a weapon. Spotting a pistol a few meager feet away he strained to the side and swiped it. It was nearly empty with four shots, but with his skills from the labs he it was enough. He peered over the table and shot two times both of them slunk into the shooter's body as they dropped.
With two bullets left he knew who they were for. He lunged out from his hiding place and fired at the bird girl, knowing his chances of hitting her were slimmer than the first.
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Post by Dakota on Apr 7, 2009 21:00:04 GMT -5
Dakota smirked as Cain curled on the ground. She smirked, and was rained upon with bullets. A few imbedded in her back, but she didn't take mind. It really didn't matter. A few spews of blood here and there didn't matter when you were in better shape than your opponent. She clentched her fists, and but didn't turn towards the raining bullets. They had more chance of landing a good shot then. She slightly winced as each bullet would land, but her eyes took on a distant expression that she'd used so often when she was little. It was weird for her to experience being shot while not really "in her body" but she had gotton used to it.
She turned back to Cain, who was stumbling to his feet, and she wondered if that's how she looked in her last move while fighting Fox. Shocked, Cain jumped skillfully behind a table, and she lost eye contact with him. A few bullets wizzed past her, and a few of the SWAT team dropped dead. She growled, and as Cain came back up to shoot again, she thought he was going for the Team. She didn't see the bullets pass. One missed her, but she felt a sharp searing pain as she felt one hit her. It hit the shoulder muscle, right above the start of the rib cage, but below the shoulder bone. She gritted her teeth, but refused to let it get to her head. The pain screamed, but she simply grabbed the bullet and pulled it out sharply, wincing slightly, and flicking the bullet to the floor. She launched herself at Cain, and tackled him to the floor, hoping to use his dizziness and bloodloss against him. She growled. "This is why you don't underestimate girls."
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Post by eric on Apr 7, 2009 21:23:54 GMT -5
He stumbled and tripped backward, although he was hurt in the least he still let the girl think she had a upper-hand here. With a strong movement, he brought his hand to her neck and with the other hit his hand in a chopping fashion. He knew the move if done right could bring a person near death, but right now he only wanted to force her back. With his gritted teeth, he growled out, " If you acted like a girl maybe I wouldn't have to!"
oc: snappy comeback! *snaps fingers in "z" formation. ^-^
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Post by Dakota on Apr 7, 2009 21:37:12 GMT -5
Dakota felt his hand make contact with her neck, and she felt a strong force against it. She coughed, but swallowed hard and pressed her elbow into the hallow of his neck. She growled. "You've got a lot of nerve when you're the one losing," She commented, repositioning herself to a position where it would be harder for him to force her off, and smirked. "And too a girl bird-kid, in that matter."
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Post by eric on Apr 8, 2009 13:07:32 GMT -5
Cain choked back as her elbow dug into his throat, cutting off his breathing passage. She was so close that he could practically taste her scent, feather and blood..The way she had positioned herself on him was difficult to maneuver around, but he still pulled his leg upward and slammed it against her ribcage, trying to knock her off. All the while he grabbed her arm on his neck and squeezed while twisting it in a an awkward way. " I don't underestimate girls, maybe I just don't give a damn."
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Post by Dakota on Apr 8, 2009 20:46:31 GMT -5
Dakota winced at the blow, but what really got her was the grabbing of her arm. She felt it twist, and squeezed her eyes tight. She was hoping that her shoulder wasn't going to pop out of it's socket. She decided that twisting her whole body in the way of the twisted arm would work, she she did a tight roll, and then grabbed onto his arm, returning the favor. She smirked, still kind of on top of him so that he couldn't copy the manuver.
ooc: Sorry if that's a lot of God-Modding. I'm supposed to be doing homework, so. >_<
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Post by eric on Apr 14, 2009 13:35:38 GMT -5
His arm was caught as he screwed up his eyes trying not to focus on the pain she was inflicting the same way he had before. Acting on impulse, he grabbed her blond locks of hair with his free hand and yanked down. Cain hoped that she would try to get away, but then again it was easier to attack her when he wasn't constantly being knocked down and having to get up or run after her..
ooc: Don't worry about it!^^ ps- sorry it's taking so long for my replies I'm currently grounded from my compy for awhile..
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Post by Dakota on Apr 14, 2009 19:38:47 GMT -5
Dakota grimaced as he pulled sharply on her hair, but she was used to having it tugged, and she just let her head follow the pull. Pulling back would mean more pain, and she continued twisting his arm. She smirked, waiting to hear the crack from his arm.
ooc: GAH! Bad post sorry. I have to find le muse again.
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Post by eric on Apr 17, 2009 13:20:30 GMT -5
His arm was screaming in pain as the slow popping sounds grew louder and he felt it begin to snap out of socket. The wolf boy hadn't expected her to move forward his tugging, but used it to his advantage as he slammed his head forward at hers. Perhaps he hadn't thought the action through with the fraction of a moment's notice, his head wasn't thinking clearly if it wasn't obvious.
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Post by Dakota on Apr 17, 2009 21:20:40 GMT -5
Dakota feinted back a little bit, surprised by the sudden headbutt. She blinked, slightly dazed, and she released his arm. She jumped up, and kicked him while he was still down, knowing it wasn't really a fair comeback, but she needed something. She calculated trejectory, force, the oppenent's strength. Anything to help get another upperhand. She knew that he was tiring, but she couldn't help realize that she was losing her tactics. She frowned, and positioned herself for anything.
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