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12-03-2014, 12:30 PM
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Out of control the world passes in flashes, one stealing attention from the other. Skidding out of control in darkness and frustration, the golden ninja turtle flails about the cave careening towards this shadow of an opponent, visible only through the patches of white on their strange get up. Air stings at his neck where the bat had taken its first taste and it only seemed to entice the other into a more vicious frenzy. A roar from his own lips echos on the caves, but he can barely hear it in the roar of wings and screeching bats. Then their gone. Vision cleared of dark flying shadows, but relief was far from in his grasp. A solid wall of flesh, patched in white and black, blocks his path too late for turning back. Bodies slam into each other in a clash of flesh. The gold curves his head away trying to keep his balance as the other stumbles, leaving him without support. It was all falling apart, a comedy of errors, not a ninja comic like he planned. Her shadow comes zooming at him, the gold, with earth eyes flashing in a sharpness, lifts his front half up and away. A collected rear carries him out of the most severe damage of her attack, but a small clip of her teeth catch his neck and stings with a cut. Body moves, mind planning to twist and return the damage, but it seems in this spar, nothing was to go as planned. Lifted now to their level the bat seize their supper once more, and swarm his vision again, not that it was not blocked by the other’s body. Ears storm with deafening wings and screeches, while eye see nothing but black. Senses overwhelmed the gold begins to fall back to earth, but it is jointed and uneasy, blinded as he was, but remembering the thinness of the path. Pain swells in his neck with the cuts on both sides are hit by wings and bat bodies. Painful though it was, it could not compare to what hit him next. The magic stolen from another hit the gold, and flashed a light so brilliantly in the caves, that while descending still to earth he was lost in pain, and light. A scream is barely heard over the bats, and the gold realizes it is his own as nerves zing, each growing needles and stabbing away inside his body. A burn hotter than any fire the gold had known seared along his shoulder, the shell taking some of the hit. Then it was gone, well only the light, leaving the golden son seized in pain, surrounded in bats, and still trying to comprehend what the hell just happened. He lands, turned away slightly, but completely unaware now of where his aggressor was. All he knew was the bubbling trickling pain that swarmed his shoulder. He needed to stop whatever plans the girl had of trying to do that again, or at least to give her something else to think about. But where was she? Mind swarming with so much the gold stumbles around to face the way he had come, but he couldn’t have known that blinded and struggling as he was. Blind, pained, and confused he lashes out. Instinct taking hold of the reins when the rest of him was under too much siege to comprehend what the next logical step was. So while it still struggled to make sense of what just happened, and where the brawl should go after this the gold lashes out. Forelegs bend and hinds kick out, throwing those cloven hooves dangerously back and up. Having little clue where the girl was he could not tell if it would hit, but in lowering his head he escaped again the bat swarm. It was too little too late, with his hooves already flying through the air, whether she was there or not. Nothing was as it should be here, and only one thing was known for sure, this calamity of a spar needed to end soon. "Speech" OOC:: Sorry, I've been so swamped this week. Tag:: @[Tandavi] WC:: 785 Attack:: 2/2 Defense 0/1 Setting:: Described by Graveyard Costume:: Thranduil is a mutant ninja turtle! He has a red sash mask, and a large wooden shell strapped to his back. Though it doesn't come out very wide it is rather heavy and cumbersome. He also has red sashes around it and swamp grasses tied to his legs. Injuries:: Bat bite to the neck, small shallow cut on the other side of his neck, Lightening burn on his shoulder Summary:: Rearing away from Tandavi when he hears her cry she barely clips his neck, but her lightening strike hits dead center on his shoulder, and calls the bats back to cloud his vision. Coming down and stumbling around he acts on instinct, and bucks out. |
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