Pandaemonium
Posts 278
Power Level 25
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Post by Limen on Sept 23, 2016 21:07:38 GMT -7
“That’s the point, friend!” Limen chuckled, balancing her shifted weight onto her other foot. ‘Course it hurt. Of course she was way in his personal space. This was a hand-to-hand fight and this was par for the course.
Limen didn’t follow after him. She didn’t even make another swing; instead, she affirmed her stance on the ground, and raised her arms up in front of her. Her eyes remained steadily on his. That there was likely an attempt at a follow-up punch when she followed him - probably made to try to cut her off before she made her next swing, or something along those lines. Limen had half a mind to play into it, but her own evil plot was already in motion.
“Great, now your turn. Punch me back as hard as I did you. Should be easy with the brass knuckles.” Her smile turned sly. “Come on, don’t tell me you don’t want to.”
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Unaligned
Posts 56
Power Level 16
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Post by RPG on Oct 4, 2016 21:46:10 GMT -7
RPG was surprised; she didn't fall for it. He's not sure what he'll do next. Considering what Limen said, he stared at the brass knuckles in his hand. They seemed to be of good quality, but that didn't matter when the user couldn't use them. The idea seemed simple enough with brass knuckles; attach them to your fists and just punch like normal. Even so, they were still a little heavy and sluggish for him. She carries this stuff around all day and more, while RPG was having some trouble holding it properly.
He was getting more desperate by the second. Limen would probably beat him in five seconds if she wanted to. She seemed to just be playing around with him. RPG could be in the middle of stopping a Bulwark civil war, but this encounter was all that was likely going to happen to him all night. Is there any chance I could politely ask her to turn herself in?
RPG still forgot that Limen was still standing not too far away from him, anticipating his movements. "Um, no? I, uh, like my spot. It's pretty cozy. Why don't you come over here?" I... sound like a pedophile. "I mean, you could always teach me how to use these things. Mind telling me where the secret compartment for the death laser is?"
It's quite the fight RPG is currently in. More like a slaughtering, if you ask me.
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