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Aaron wrote:

She side steps glancing the shield with one of her blades and then she would block the incoming strike.

A brilliant flash of light emanates from The Lord of the Medals, blinding her for a brief moment, during which time he wields his blade with both hands and strikes the blade in her right hand with his full strength. (This is an attempt to disarm by the way.)

Aaron wrote:

She would jump back and rub her eyes and regain her sight. "Tricks eh?" She would seem to dissolve into a cloud of dark mist.

The Lord of the Medals' light shines even brighter in hopes of finding her. He prepares himself for an attack.

Aaron wrote:

She would strike him from behind and dissolve once more.

He is caught off guard and he takes the hit. "Ouch!" He turns swinging his sword to where the strike came from to find her gone again.

"Tricky, very tricky."

Using a series of complex shields, he is able to filter out a large portion of the oxygen from the arena he constructed while still able to keep a good supply of air for himself. The oxygen is still at a survivable level, but it is low enough that it should reduce your capacity to breathe and supply your body with the necessary oxygen for this kind of physical exertion.

Out of character: Sorry it took so long to reply, internet has been weird lately.

We love you Aaron!! J-Just don't look at the poll!

Guardians of the Holy Bowling Alley wrote:

Once again, he takes the hit, this time wounding him. But as she struck him, a powerful burst of energy goes out in all directions, (probably) smashing into her. (Imagine being punched by a heavy weight boxer.)

She would be blasted back doing a flip as to land on her feet.

Out of character: Zombies in 2 days. Should we participate?

Aaron wrote:

She would force push him back then readies herself.

He slides back a bit.

"So this is the Force Aaron spoke of. I wondered what it was like to be struck by it. Intriguing."

He raises his offhand, "But I think I can match it."

A 3' x 3' x 3' shield launches from his hand, hitting her with about the same force and the Force Push. After it strikes her, it disappears.

Guardians of the Holy Bowling Alley wrote:

He slides back a bit.
"So this is the Force Aaron spoke of. I wondered what it was like to be struck by it. Intriguing."
He raises his offhand, "But I think I can match it."
A 3' x 3' x 3' shield launches from his hand, hitting her with about the same force and the Force Push. After it strikes her, it disappears.

She braces with her arms in a cross. As the shield strikes her she would slide back slightly but ultimately causing the shield to shatter. She would then lift him in the air with the force. "No one can match the power of the force..." She would then throw him to the ground hard.

*Would be lonely*

The serdian protectorate of snow wrote:

*Snow pokes you*

(I'm sorry snow this is a serious RP here...)

The serdian protectorate of snow wrote:

(*Grumbles and sits out* And I wonder why I even bother RP'ing anymore)

(can we do a cute RP when this one ends?)

The serdian protectorate of snow wrote:

(can we do a cute RP when this one ends?)

This RP will never end, at least not until the region dies.