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Quick Killing Spree; Open to Villains
Topic Started: Oct 26 2008, 01:53 PM (961 Views)
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The World's Mightiest Britanian

Hu Wei Sen fired a Cero and finished killing her thirteenth Hollow. Surely who ever is in control of the Hollow would not be happy but she didn't care.

"I can't start killing Pluses or humans yet or I'll attract those fucking Shinigami; and I'll end up leading them to the Xueshi Syndicate."

Hu Wei stood on one of the trees in the area, using Shunpo to keep herself in the air. SHh felt the breeze and then waited for another Hollow to arrive.
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Face down in the gutter, won't admit defeat

Ansala runs her red eyes up and down the boy in front of her like she's head judge at the kennel club and he's the pooch. A silly little smile tightens across her face after a few seconds and after that she's tapping the pointer of her left hand against her lower lip.

"tchh. You feel like she did, that same hollow feeling but you look like a man and you're holding a sword. I really don't know what the hell you're supposed to be. Not that I care, not like I'm filing a report or anything after I beat you bloody."

The caliph slides into a low stance and tenses, then in one instant she's gone, then in the next she's in front of Dimitri and moving with all the grace and inevitability of an avalanche. Ansala's knee flies up to meet the overseer's face.
Edited by At Any Cost, Oct 27 2008, 03:21 PM.
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Dimitri laughed lightly and then blocked her knee with the flat of his sword, reinforcing the block with his free hand, the steel glinting in the sunlight as he was pushed back about an inch by the blow. "Hahahaha you hit hard." In an instant he side stepped the blow in an attempt to throw her off balance. His now free left arm came around to attempt to punch her in the back.
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Face down in the gutter, won't admit defeat

Ansala lands and steps into the blow. Her right hand takes the offending arm gently by the wrist and pulls it forward as she turns and throws a blind elbow with her other arm.

"You haven't seen hard yet..."
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Taking the blow in the chest Dimitri wheezed something vaguely like a laugh. upon further inspection, one would most likely wonder why he wouldn't have brought his sword about to stab her in the back or at least cut her, but in all honesty this wasn't intentional. The boy was having far too much fun, and his out bursts of laughter took up most of the functional space in his brain. "Hahaha i bet you will you dirty minx." With that he attempted to grab the elbow that had just winded him and trip her should the first attempt succeed.
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Ansala is still moving even as Demitri's quipping. By the time his groping fingers arrive at where her elbow was she's standing eye to eye with him, snaking a foot between his legs, hooking it behind a heel, and slamming an open palm up towards his chin.

"Give me a moment or two and I bet you wont. Ever. Again."
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Falling backwards extremely rapidly from the blow to the chin. Dimitri laughed once again. "You really do hit hard." however despite his seemingly prone position, he attempted to clamp his legs around her midsection. He was certain that he would at least be able to land on his hands. However should his gambit succeed, he would throw the woman head first into the ground.
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As Ansala goes tumbling through the air, dragged along by Demitiri her left arm lashes out strangely and a shining sliver of gold and iron flies out of her sleeve to meet her hand. As the caliph's about to be reintroduced to the ground she tucks her head into her chest and braces herself. She'll try to roll with it as best she can but for now she has slightly larger concerns. As the two bodies impact with ground one on top of the other Ansala shoves Dalahili up towards her opponent's gut, trying to impale the falling vizard on his own body weight.
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Using the momentum as best he could, Dimitri watched wide eyed as the blade came up, ready to impale him. Rolling, and using all his upper-body strength Dimitri lifted himself in a sort-of flying pushup. The knife cut through his his shirt and into the flesh getting about a half centimeter into his skin. Not quite deep enough to injure him very badly, but it still would bleed quite a-bit. Standing up rather quickly for one in his position, Dimitri began to laugh maniacally. More so than usual. It was a high keening giggle that repeated over and over. This was the laugh that had given him his nickname. He was serious now. Slowly removing from his pocket something that looked like a tube of polysporin, he extracted an opaque gel from it and smeared it on the wound. he winced as the was a faint sizzling and smoke issued from the area it had been applied to. The wound had been cauterized. "KEEHAAha! *smrk* thats gonna scar *smrk* KEEHAAhaa"
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Ansala tumbles sideways for a few seconds after impact but manages to sprawl her way back to her feet with some modicum of grace not long after. Grinning madly and with an air for the theatric she brings her left arm up to her face and slowly licks something dark and black of the back of her hand.

Whatever macabre atmosphere this fosters though is seriously miffed in the next moment when she winces like a kid who just took of lemon extract, and spits a phlegmy red glob into the dirt.

"Well, whatever the hell you're supposed to be I know one thing about you. You taste horrible..."
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The monstrous giggle escaped him again, however this time it echoed unnaturally. "Oh trust me. I've tasted the worst there is *snickr*" Slowly he pointed the blade at the woman and then he realized. "I never caught your name."
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Ansala mimics the gesture, leveling the broad blade with Dimitri's head.

"You want a name? How about... Dalahili. As in 'prick them, Dalahili."

With those words the world collapses into a chorus of rippling agony as the shahada charges forward.

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collapsing to his knees Dimitri clutched his ears in agony. The disturbing laugh returned again. "Fine if thats how it is" staggering to his feet, he yelled, as if competing with the weapon. "Sankyou! Inago-Mure!" In his hands a rifle like weapon, with a camouflage pattern that covered its exterior. Lifting the weapon he began to take a reading. Attempting a short limp-hop to avoid the blade.
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The first knife attack misses the overseer by a huge margin but Ansala seems happy enough just to be dancing inside Demitri's guard. Cracking her very best slasher smile the caliph throws a sidekick at the vizard's gun arm as she holds her saifullah about a foot away from his face.

"Prick them, Dalahili."

The three gilt faces set in the weapon's pommel yawn wide and start to scream...
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Still focusing on The woman before him, Dimitri blocked the leg with his left hand and lunged forward. The bladed tip of inago-mure glinting cruelly as he stabbed towards her gut. Giggling wildly anew, Dimitri winced as the voices screamed in his ears. He felt a faint internal buzz and he knew he had locked on. "GEEHEEEE!! HAHAgeehaa! Now the fun begins."
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Ansala takes a step forward and snakes her way to Demitri's left. Her right hand swings across her body and slaps the rifle out of the way, directing the bayonet thrust over her left shoulder. Dalahili's still singing it's fell-call, still making that shrieking, grinding, binding, gnashing, crashing, please-god-make-it-stop sound, as the shahada stabs the knife up towards the overseer's armpit.

"Are we supposed to be having fun?"
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