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To the Museum of Soleanna
06-11-2011, 12:46 AM
Post: #41
RE: To the Museum of Soleanna
Teri continued to watch the situation from her spot, seeing the fight become more and more violent. She knew Lady Priscilla would be in trouble if she got pulled into the fight, and wanted to find her. Teri glanced over and found Priscilla with her eyes, and proceeded to sidle herself to her side, making sure not to be seen by the spiny adversary.
"Lady Priscilla, are you okay?" She asked as soon as she was within whispering distance.
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06-11-2011, 02:32 AM
Post: #42
RE: To the Museum of Soleanna
Dawg's victory was shortlived as he noticed Relic was charging some sort of attack. He quickly checked the ammo in his pistols. 11 in the one he held in his left hand, and 14 in the other. His mind reeled back as he thought how much extra ammo he was carrying, and her could only remember bringing one other set. He began to feel something others would describe as panic, but he soon brushed it off.
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06-14-2011, 02:25 AM
Post: #43
RE: To the Museum of Soleanna
Relic began walking towards Dawg. Each one of his steps clinked as his steel talons contacted the marble. His whole body shuddered in anticipation, He had to check every urge in his body to give in to savagery. "On he battlefield..." he croaked out of his throat. His words horse and guttural. "Do not hesitate!" He through his arms up, his left gauntlet still pulsating with energy. A breaker could be released at any moment. Using his Darkness wing flaps, Relic began drawing Dawg close to himself, in fact everything besides Priscilla and Terridere was being drawn in. The glass on the display could be heard cracking as spider webs began to form in their corners.


Priscilla had a worried look on face for a moment, then shook it off. Some times even she was surprised by how savage Relic could be.A former enemy of hers, it was never a comforting thought."Come, child it's best we leave him to do his deeds, deeds best left unseen." The white wolf grabbed Terridere's hand moving farther from the battle.

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06-14-2011, 02:28 AM
Post: #44
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"Oi, why don't yah stuff it!" Tancer didn't mind being pulled in closer to Relic. Just what he was aiming for. With a final ducking dash forward, Tancer began his assault. Letting out a flurry of punches all aimed at Relic's back and left side. The idea was to damage the ribs and spine, to destroy Relic's support for all that massive upper body strength he had.

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06-14-2011, 03:29 PM
Post: #45
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Teri stumbled to follow with Priscilla, who seemed a bit more brisk than usual. Her grip was a little tight, and she repeated the same line as last time.
"Is something wrong?" Teri asked. She had noticed that every time the larger armour-clad canine entered a brawl, Lady Priscilla swept her away from it. She didn't know why, and there was no way of her understanding the brutality that he may have been inflicting.
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06-16-2011, 05:19 AM
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Dawg was taken by surprise as he noticed that while he was not walking, he was moving. He glanced over at Tancer and called out to him, "Hey! You need some help?"
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06-18-2011, 07:47 AM
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Relic's body barely moved as the purple fox assaulted him with a barrage of punches. He didn't even face his attacker. Resulting in his back armor becoming very damage from Tancer. Though he'd soon remedy that.
Brandishing his arm he took a wide angled swipe towards Dawg, unleashing all the stored energy for a mighty breaker. Having put a considerable amount of force into it, enough to to dent his own armor and force himself back from the recoil, the energy crescent was only traveling walking pace.
Reaching back Relic aimed to pull Tancer into the attack. While he couldn't single handily lift the 400+ pound fox, he could drag him forward.
"Destroy me! Crack my mind! Hurt me!" Drake bellowed out, his voice on the verge of cracking so much raw anger was in it.

Priscilla stopped when she felt she was a safe distance from the battle. "Er, Child.." She couldn't explain it well in words, the feeling Relic gave off when he started to battle. "Best not to distract him, He is fighting for us." Shaking off the feeling, she quickly returned to her cold, calculating self. "We have business, we must find something of worth."

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06-18-2011, 07:52 AM
Post: #48
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"R-right." She stuttered. "We were looking for something. But, it looks like we aren't welcome. Maybe we could come back during the day..."
Teridere was, again, completely clueless. Her mindset was still under the assumption that they were both invited and just looking, so she had a difficult time understanding why there was fighting to begin with.
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06-18-2011, 07:53 AM
Post: #49
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Tancer couldn't believe how tough this S.O.B. was. He was punching as hard as he could it seemed it would take him a year to make an impact. Then felt the giant fox grab and drag him forward. Right into the the energy crescent. All 400 pounds of iron and fur bounced off the attack, sending Tancer about a foot back. It was blunt so Tancer managed to absorb most of the blow, but if Dawg got hit by it, it was guaranteed broken bones.
Shaking off the shock, Tancer called of to the porcupine. "Oi, touch that and yer dead!"

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06-18-2011, 08:27 AM
Post: #50
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Dawg turned his head when he heard Tancer called out, and gave him a thumbs up. "Right!" Dawg called to his companion on the battlefield.
Dawg summoned up strength, and his air shoes flared as he began to race away from the attack. As he ran he raised his pistols once more, and fired two shots out of each towards the same spot he had hit on Relic earlier, not caring to aim. Left pistol-9, Right-12.
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