The Sparring Grounds [Open RP]

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Aya Shameimaruu

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04-21-2012

((Sure, But it heals, slowly but surely. IF you watch Bleach you would know :P))

"It's not working, I think we need someone to get him to the Medical wing..."

((Hey, you wanted.))


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FilFire

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04-21-2012

((That stuff from Orihime doesn't make sense. Anyway, that would make it even more ineffective with FilFire, him not being bound to time. Using a time-reversal on him could turn him back at high speed, do nothing or even make him go forward.))


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Aya Shameimaruu

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04-21-2012

((that's true..Imma just call the Medical Wing :P))


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Aya Shameimaruu

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04-21-2012

Grey watches FilFire go to the Medical wing. "Oh well! that's settled with! Anyone care to do a little one on one..?"


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Taliesin Bard

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04-21-2012

After recuperating with a couple of quaffs from a flask of rice wine, Taliesin stood up and said, "Alright. I'm 0/1/1. Let's see if I can get a win in today. Who's up for a fight?"


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Aya Shameimaruu

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04-21-2012

"Let's do it Bard!" Grey teleported to the Grounds.


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Taliesin Bard

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04-21-2012

Taliesin staggered to his feet, swaying back and forth. When he traveled with the Bloody Brothers, one of his friends in the company not only taught him how to use a drunken fistfighting style, but also how to incorporate that into his swordsmanship. He wasn't smashed, but he was sufficiently drunk to not have a solid sense of balance. "Alright," Taliesin said, his voice slurring slightly, "Let's do this."


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Aya Shameimaruu

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04-21-2012

"Oh?" Grey teleports behind Bard and Cuts him from behind, then clones in front of him. "Let's start it like that .." Grey laughs.


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Necromonger

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04-21-2012

Fist awaited his next opponent with great enthusiasm- that is, he simply stood there in the middle of an octagonal raised earthen arena and looked like a statue.


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Ask Ezreal

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04-21-2012

Quote:
Originally Posted by Ask Fortune View Post
...really? That was it?

"How do you expect to last long enough in bed to satisfy Lux if you-" Sarah began to mock, but didn't notice the mystic shot in the glare of the sun. She was jogging to catch Ezreal, but instead, took a mystic shot full on. Knocked off her feet and flipping once, she landed on her stomach.

"...ow..." Sarah muttered, not yet trying to get up. Hurt too much.
Ezreal had made a very thin barrier with the little energy he had left, as to not break any bones. He hit the ground with such force that he formed an impression of his body in the ground. He laid on his back in a daze, his vision was blurry, he had cuts and bruises all over his body, and seemed to be suffering a serious head wound.

Ezreal slowly rose to his feet, he could barely stand. He had heard what Sarah had said before he hit the ground. His hair was a mess and hung over his face, his right arm seemed to be fractured, possibly broken, and blood was pouring out of his gauntlet.

"You can say whatever you want about me Fortune, leave Lux out of this or things will start to get ugly." Even though it seemed he had already lost, Ezreal still looked determined to fight. "Ready to give up yet?" Ezreal said hunched over and panting, he was absolutely exhausted. "Who needs a nap?" Ezreal said as he passed out and fell face first onto the hard ground.