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Post by Andrea on Jul 5, 2007 20:28:29 GMT
Andrea snorted as she glared at him, she laughed angrily. She snarled at him as she hissed.
Well, we'll see about that, if you can catch me and hold me still. she ran towards him as she spotted one of her knives on the floor, she attempted to trip him, as she skillfully used her legs to make the knife jump up, as she used her mouth to catch the knife. She waitied for the perfect moment to throw it at him.
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Post by Andrei on Jul 6, 2007 17:48:34 GMT
A little knife? You can't even use your arms, arrogant Childe! Servant! Fetch my blade!
Andrei was highly agitated as it was and now the whelp before him dared attack him in his manse? The little worm would pay dearly for such arrogance. He spread his feet apart so that they were just wider than shoulder length apart, held his hands open, bared his fangs and hissed violently. As the lick rushed towards him he flew forward in a fury, making a stabbing motion with his right hand. The talons on his fingertips curved slightly to help pierce the flesh of anyone who would attack the Fiend and now four of these black daggerlike appendages pointed towards Andrea's heart. Andrei intended to simply fleshcraft this puddle of vomit until his servant hurried back with his rapier, using which he would incapacitate the girl before seeing just what made her tick...
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Post by Andrea on Jul 7, 2007 1:39:42 GMT
Andrea gulped alittle bit, hoping luck was on her side. It was true. She couldn't use her hands, but...she sould use the rest of her body, right? She was an acrobat! She could do that!
What makes you so special? I can hiss as well... she said smriking as she smugly bared her fangs at him. She jumped towards an angle as she waited for him to attack, more with knives and such. Maybe even his body as well.
Damn, I need my arms back, with my swords. Bastard. I hate him. she thought angrily as her golden eyes watched him carefully like a cat.[/color[
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Post by Andrei on Jul 7, 2007 10:22:31 GMT
Andrei braced himself for impact as the woman's feet collided heavily against his chest. It knocked him back and off-balance, almost sending him sprawling on the floor. She was a dangerous fighter it seemed, but why would anyone do an elaborate attack like that? The Fiend disliked senseless acrobatics, thinking them the domain of showoffs and attention seekers, he preferred a more direct and practical method of attack. Leaping forward he made a slash at the girl with his left hand, aiming to rake his claws across her face or chest, whichever ended up closer. In his rage however, he hadn't thought to pull off a large lump of flesh with Viccisitude. He realised this too late as he was already mid-swing when considering such an attack.
Curses, I've let my anger get away with me...
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Post by Andrea on Jul 7, 2007 21:53:19 GMT
Andrea gave a small smirk as she did a small flip, avoiding the claws that came at her. Running towards him, she used her mouth and whipped her dagger at his chest, hoping it would give her enough time to get out of there.
This is gonna be difficult. Andrea hissed at him angrily, baring her fangs at him.
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Post by Andrei on Jul 15, 2007 7:46:22 GMT
Not being a trained fighter, Andrei didn't know the best methods for dealing with knives being swung at him. It had happened to him in the past of course, but the method he always employed to stop them was very impractical. Especially if a human tried to emulate it. Off balance as he was, he had even less a chance of effectively defending himself against even this attack. He threw his arms up and used them to block the attack, snarling in pain as the blade sank into his right forarm. However, they were now close enough for him to begin work on her. His left hand shot out, open and attempting to grab the girl's neck.
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Post by Andrea on Jul 16, 2007 12:52:18 GMT
Andrea's eyes widened as she jumped towards her right, doing a double flip, as she landed closer towards the doorway. She started to runtowards the door, as she saw the bucket of blood on the floor.
....Blood...I might need this... she said in a tone which she smiled at. Raising her foot, she attempted to kick the bucket down, spilling the blood inside of the bucket.
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Post by Andrei on Jul 27, 2007 21:06:21 GMT
Still snarling, in obvious pain, the Fiend's black eyes followed the girl's movements, making note of where she was headed. His ghouls would be able to hold her up should she reach the door while he healed his arm. He concentrated and pushed his blood into his hand and injured arm and in doing so activated his fleshcrafting powers. Smoothly and quickly he pushed the injured flesh together and reversed the damage the knife caused, a self satisfied grin appearing on his inhuman face as a result. It washed away soon enough however and was replaced by the scowl of contempt he'd been wearing so much recently as he looked up to spot the girl kicking over the bucket of blood he'd intended to drink from. At this his rage boiled up again and he ran at her, a roar of fury exiting his mouth. When she was within range he leapt forward, both hands extended and ready to remove whatever flesh they came into contact with.
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Post by Andrea on Aug 7, 2007 2:52:11 GMT
Andrea saw this comming out of the corner of her eye as she made a 180 degree flip in the air as she kicked the bucket high in the air. Jumping up, she tasted potions of the blood that entered her mouth. Licking her lips from the taste she smirked at the Fiend with anger in her eyes. Now one of her arms were able to move, somewhat freely. Her other arm was simply starting to repair. Heading towards him, she jumped in an angle which she sould use her leg to kick his head with.
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