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Post by Jackstraw on Jan 13, 2010 3:41:37 GMT -5
Well this felt.... odd.
C'mon Smokey, light a fire under your ass, let's get a move on![/b]
And then he was suddenly right behind the woman, one arm drawn back before punching straight at her with one clawed, glowing yellow fist, ready to launch her ass halfway out to sea.
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Post by Danna on Jan 13, 2010 22:05:06 GMT -5
Fast!
She fired a shot into the ground, an eruption of jagged earth lifting them up and parting the two, throwing them in opposite directions. But the hot sting in her shoulder suggested she hadn't been quick enough to react. Her bloodied arm still functioned, but it certainly wouldn't take another hit...
With a swift movement, she whipped a small scroll out from the hammer space beneath her cloak, opening it and activating the seal with the blood soaking her arm, summoning a hawk. The winged creature took to the air immediately, swooping around the area at top speed.
And with that, she took off running away from the man. And I mean seriously booking it. "Catch me if you can~~!"
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Post by Jackstraw on Feb 1, 2010 2:47:03 GMT -5
Buck had already taken off after her, not hearing her taunting at all. The only thing that registered to him was that his prey was escaping. Closing the distance between the two of them was no problem at all; after all, even if she was running as fast as her bitchy legs could carry her, speed had always been his specialty.
His hands clenched at his side, claws retracting for a moment as a massive charge of chakra welled up there before he ripped his arm upward. The claws extended again, but this time seemed to stretch and tear into the sandy ground beneath in an electrically charged maelstrom of destruction and energy that was headed right for the bitch. =P
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Post by Danna on Feb 3, 2010 0:13:02 GMT -5
Murasaki twisted, turning her running angle to the side and diving headlong in an attempt to dodge the blast, her body being lifted and thrown further than she could've managed alone by the force of the attack. Feeling the warm sting of wounds at her back, she groaned, rolling to her feet amidst the sandy rubble.
"You play so rough, Buck-san~" She shouted with a coy laugh, aiming one of her weapons his way carefully. For a prolonged moment she waited, the distance between them closing rapidly as he moved in before...
A shadow swooped down over the man, hanging low and grazing his head, dropping something just in front of him before she fired. As the bird soared away, the burst of flames from her weapon struck the falling object, her second gun that she had carefully planted in her summon's talon's before it took off. Upon impact with the explosion, its ammo blew in a domino effect, a jagged assortment of rock assaulting him, mixing in with the flames sporadically, forming thick blobs of convulsed lava.
The combination was too unbalanced to properly form, but she could only hope the effect would work well enough...
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Post by Jackstraw on Feb 8, 2010 17:34:36 GMT -5
Smoke, fire, and sand filled the air, clouding visability entirely. It was a long moment before anything moved in the fog of chaos, just a small shifting before a blue blur shot out; a bubbling cloak of four-tailed chakra just barely in the shape of a man collided with the woman, seizing her by the throat. Buck was just barely visible through the chakra surrounding him, much of his left side still a bubbling ooze of badly burnt flesh from her previous attack, but he seemed oddly detached and and impervious to the pain his body must have been feeling.
Their momentum kept them moving forward, his grip on her tightening as they were propelled away from the beach and into-then through-several palm trees, using the woman's body and the sheer force his movements now possessed as a battering ram. The momentum died down several hundred feet into the sparse forest, slamming her right into another tree. Kill dat bitch, yo.
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Post by Danna on Feb 8, 2010 18:01:26 GMT -5
Murasaki coughed up some blood, her vision momentarily blurred. It was becoming a struggle to stay with it, but sheer will kept her going. She just had to finish this...
Reaching out she grabbed back at the man, bringing her legs up to wrap around him as well, latching on with a death grip as she suddenly forced her way in, kissing him roughly. A dip was felt in his chakra, suddenly pouring from him to her, overbearing at first, but easing up some as it passed from her into the metal weapon still clutched in her hand. She wasn't sure how much it could store, but it was the only way to maximize the effect. She certainly couldn't handle much of the poisonous chakra herself...
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Post by Jackstraw on Feb 8, 2010 20:44:45 GMT -5
He bucked, chakra flaring only to be sucked back up by the woman as his body flailed in an attempt to get her off. He slammed her into the tree again and again until he was loosed from her grip, stumbling back. One of the tails had dissipated at this point, leaving him staggering, some of his conscience-and pain-returning to his eyes.
"Tch..." His eyes returned to the woman through the cloak of chakra, claws springing back out as he charged forward again in one more attempt at the woman through the cloud of pain.
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Post by Danna on Feb 8, 2010 20:57:12 GMT -5
Murasaki staggered back as far and quickly as she could, trying to buy the time and space she needed. This would probably be the make or break moment; so it would have to be as precise as possible. It had been forever since she'd used any actual techniques...she could only hope it didn't blow up in her face.
Hurling the nearly scrapped weapon from her hand, infused from her technique with the Bijuu chakra she had absorbed, she formed a string of handseals, a bit clunky, but careful to hit them correctly. He childhood instructor would laugh to see her so poor in the basics now, she imagined.
"Katon!" She took a deep breath, spouting the most pathetic stream of flames in front of her, heating the weapon at an alarmingly slow pace. Was there even enough gunpowder left...?
Her thoughts were cut short by an explosion of epic proportions, bubbling chakra overflowing into the air and hurling her back into darkness with a howl of air and the loud cracking of palm trees being ripped from the ground and shredded.
Unstable, shit! She groaned as she flew, unable to make out anything but a shock wave of energy. He had been closer but...was it enough to take him down?
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Post by Jackstraw on Feb 8, 2010 22:36:58 GMT -5
Ugh...... Rei-chan? I need those pain-killers again...
Buck's lips moved vaguely, sputtering dirt with a weak breath. His body was screaming with pain--hell, he may have been screaming--but he couldn't hear anything for the loud ringing in his ears. His eyes stirred, opening with another haggard gasp for air; the sky above him seemed blotted by all the dirt blown up by the woman's attack, clouding his already blurring vision.
That bitch is still around here somewhere...
"Nng..." He tried to move, but nothing happened. Gawd, his body wasn't going into shock, was it? How troublesome... Groaning, he tried again to no avail. Fuck.... if he could just reach his stuff...
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Post by Danna on Feb 10, 2010 4:30:09 GMT -5
Murasaki grumbled, rolling over carefully, the stinging pain all over her body growing in protest as she tried to rise. If she'd been any closer to that, she'd have been toast...what insane chakra these things had.
She took a knee, coughing up warm flecks of blood as she struggled catching her breath. The sand and dirt filled air was slowly clearing, but still made it difficult to spot much of anything, even with her trained eyes. Peering upward, she finally saw the hawk, having returned to the area promptly after ensuring it was totally out of the way of that explosion. He wasn't dying for this shit. =P
She raised an arm, signaling it and whistling. Spotted, it swooped down, while she fetched a compacted net, stuffing it in the bird's talons before it took off again. "Net him for me, before he gets a second wind, hm~?"
She coughed again, feeling the ache in her side. Be damned if she'd come after another one of these things after this.
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Post by Jackstraw on Feb 20, 2010 3:54:48 GMT -5
"Ugh.... fuck.... c'mon...."
His hand crept up through the dirt, struggling through the pain of what had to be several torn ligaments throughout his upper torso; that blast had really fucked him up royally. His fingertips brushed the hard edges of the red gem that hung from his ear lobe. A small gasp of victory escaped his lips, only to be quickly quelled as the stone rolled just out of his grasp.
"Shit...." He grit his teeth a bit more; his vision was blurring with pain now, but he could just make out a form circling overhead. That bird. "Shit."
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Post by Danna on Feb 20, 2010 4:55:25 GMT -5
Murasaki coughed a bit more, staggering forward through the slowly clearing dust and debris. She heard a cawing ahead indicating that he had been found. Excellent. The quicker this was over, the better. Carefully, the hawk swooped in, dropping a well aimed net upon the man, a special chakra lacing to it making it heavy as it touched him, sealing him down to the ground.
Following the sounds and the shadow of the flying creature in the air, Murasaki closed the distance between them, ready to pick up her prey. Of course, she had a small knife ready as well, in case something went wrong. Which it better not. =P She was beyond ready to get back to the lair and laze the days away.
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Post by Jackstraw on Feb 21, 2010 19:06:24 GMT -5
Buck groaned as he was pressed back to the ground, mouth closed in a tight grimace of pain. She was probably heading in to finish him off now. This bitch was making this really hard for him...
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Post by Danna on Feb 21, 2010 19:35:27 GMT -5
Finally, Murasaki shuffled upon the man, stumbling through debris and injuries to find him. She knelt down, shaking her head as she looked him over. "You really made me work for it, Buck-san. Naughty thing."
She sighed, kneeling down and carefully reaching out to press a hand to his cheek through the netting. Slowly, she began to drain more of his chakra, letting it flow through her as a medium, into the knife she held. At least it'd give her something with some oomph in case something went wrong. =P One could never be too careful she'd learned.
Now, to drag his ass to the drop off point. =P
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Post by Jackstraw on Feb 21, 2010 21:01:08 GMT -5
He stared at her through narrowed, bleared eyes, body tensed with what could only be an unquenchable fury. A small groan passed his lips as she started to drain him of what little he had left, arm flinching.
"Bitch." His arm swung up against the weight of the net, completely oblivious to the pain that was probably shooting through his entire torso at the moment; who cared? He couldn't feel a damn thing for all the pure, unrefined opium running through his system. The red jewel of the drug crunched between his grit teeth as his fist made contact with her midsection, the claws on his forearm springing out and into her belly for what would hopefully be a decisive blow.
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