[ 1v1 ] Happy a**-Kicking Day (Shun/Brenley)

[Smerdle]

Feeling at ease in the gym for a change, Bren decided to stick around after his unplanned fight with Xavier. He wasn't exactly itching for another, but he was much more game for one at the moment than he usually was. He needed the practice, and it was easy to feel confident immediately following a spar during which he hadn't dissipated.

He milled about the room for a while, prodding the toe of his boot at the FEAR shield that kept him from falling into the pool, then took a seat on a bench near the wall, tightening the strips of fabric that hid the tattoos covering his legs.

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[Blade Kuroda]

Shun hadn't quite moved out of the school just yet, having not found a proper place to live. And such, it meant he didn't have his own place to train in yet either. He showed up at the gym, ready to hone his skill and form further. There was someone else here, but he didn't pay him a great deal of mind just yet. The reaper rolled his shoulders and summoned his daggers before performing a number of practice strikes in the air.

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Oh hi nat 20. Uhh not gonna attack just yet. You go ahead and have Brenley do a thing first.

 

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Somewhat engrossed in tying his wrappings just right, Brenley didn't immediately notice the other reaper in the vicinity. When he did, the boil sat up straight, a small smile touching his lips. It was Nush! Hey, Nush!

Of course, he was well aware that the older student's name wasn't really Nush, but that was how he had been introduced, and for the life of him, Bren couldn't recall if he had ever been told anything else to call him. He stood quickly, bobbing on the balls of his feet for a second before stepping closer.

"Hello," he said with a slight wave. "Are you looking for someone to practice with?"

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[Blade Kuroda]

Shun had only taken a few strikes when the other boy in the room spoke up. Turning towards him, he realized that he had seen him around before, from one of the distortion rifts that had occurred. He looked him over a few moments, before giving a light shrug.

"Always," he replied. It was relatively true. He was always looking to better himself. Having a sparring partner was always preferable to just attacking a dummy or nothingness. Facing him more fully now, he bowed down once and crouched into a sort of fighting position. There, he waited for a few moments, eyeing his current opponent.

Then, he moved.

The reaper rushed forward all of the sudden. He first aimed a kick towards Bren's legs, then followed it up with an upward slash of his daggers.

HP: 60
Damage: 12
Signet of shadows charge: 1

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The most obvious lesson he should have learned from his fight with the raum demon was to keep his guard up when he least expected to get hit. It seemed he hadn't been paying attention.

Bren hopped away in a clumsy dodge, managing to stay on his feet following Shun's sweep. It left him in the perfect position to take a dagger or two to the chest. He stumbled back but somehow still didn't fall, a thin squeak issuing from his throat as he fought the temporary urge to black out.

Ow, he said, his lips moving, but no sound coming from them. He tried again. "Ow." Bren took another step behind him, a single katar appearing in his shaking hand as he reached into the pouch at his belt with the other. It emerged clutching a fistful of gravelly pebbles, mostly enchanted with fire, and the boil's brow furrowed as he flung them at the older reaper in as wide an arc as he could manage.

HP: 28/40
Damage: 13 or 12 i don't know rounding (T2 SS)

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[Blade Kuroda]

The other reaper had now summoned his own weapon finally. A katar. Another close combat weapon like his own. Shun's attention was soon grabbed by something else as a number of fiery stones were flung at him. He brought an arm up to protect his good eye from the barrage, though he could still feel the hot pebbles striking him elsewhere. It was a fairly solid attack over all.

Once the rain of fire had stopped, he shifted in to retaliate, slashing towards the boy's katar-arm.

HP: 47
Damage: 6
Signet of shadows charge: 2
((Always round up for .5 and above!))

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[Smerdle]

Genuinely angry for what was probably the sixth or seventh time in his life, Brenley took the hit to his arm with little more than a grunt and a wince. With all of this retaliation to think about, he barely had time to dwell on pain or shock. All he could concentrate on was how he was going to strike back. He did have one secret weapon, however, and he meant to use it.

A second katar. Ooooh.

The blade appeared in his left hand and he slashed with it quickly, momentary satisfaction leaving him grinning.

HP: 22/40
Damage: 6

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[Blade Kuroda]

The sudden appearance of the second blade did come as a surprise. Shun didn't have much time to react properly and felt the steel cut into him as a result. He gritted his teeth lightly, not looking to the area he had been struck. His eye remained locked on Brenley.

Keeping in close, he slashed with his left blade before following that up with a stab towards his chest with his right.

HP: 41
Damage: 12
SoS charge: 3

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[Smerdle]

In his head, he knew this wasn't going to be much of a fight at all. Bren returned Shun's strike as well as he could, but he was tiring quickly, the burst of anger that had fueled his last attack leaving as quickly as it had arrived. Unless he either instantaneously gained more than a year's worth of experience or conceded, he wouldn't even come close to winning this spar.

He thought very seriously about giving up.

"You're... a very good fighter," he said, catching his breath.

HP: 10/40
Damage: 6

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[Blade Kuroda]

Brenley had managed to land a decent blow, but it did little to deter the reaper. Whirling about, he aimed to stab the other in the chest once more.

"I've been fighting for a long time," he said rather grimly. It sometimes seemed like he had spent his time at this school fighting. Constantly.

HP:35
Damage: 8

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[Smerdle]

The reaper stumbled back, wincing again as he was struck. He needed no greater proof that Shun's words were true than the beating he was receiving right now. Brenley tried to retaliate, but his weapon barely glanced off of the boil's jacket. He wanted to keep going, he knew he should, but he could not.

"All right," he breathed. "I concede."

HP: 2/40
Damage: 1

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you can hit him again anyway if you'd like of course :B

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun was just about to strike again, but stopped himself as the younger reaper wheezed out a surrender. He stood there in silence for a few moments, remaining still. After a bit, he straightened up and dismissed his blades, accepting the words of defeat. If Brenley were trying to use this as a ploy and struck him now, he'd give him no mercy, however.

"Very well."

HP: 34

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[Smerdle]

It would have been rather ingenious of him to think of bluffing in order to get in an extra hit or two, but all Bren wanted at the moment was to lie down. To indicate that he was well and truly done, the boil dissipated his weapons and held up his hands to show that he wasn't going for his belt, not that the gesture was particularly significant in this instance. He wasn't aware of any stereotypical way to tell a sorcerer from any other sort of reaper, so letting Shun know he didn't intend to use any of his spelled items probably meant little to nothing. Of course, he had used them previously... Okay, Shun probably knew. Very good.

"I'll just be going now." Bren's hands flopped back to his sides and he sighed, his eyes still on the older reaper. Part of him really didn't want to turn his back on one so skilled, but it wasn't long before he muttered, "Thanks. Bye," and hurried out of the gym.

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