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| Dirk Ralthar Posts: 54/328 |
*Dirk almost immediately reversed direction, he leaps backward, up and over Spartan. The servos in his armor, combined with a gravity lower than he is used to allow him to gain an impressive amount of height for a counter jump. Spartan's sword passes harmlessly below him. He backflips, bringing his right sword down at Spartan's helmet, his left sword kept in to parry.* |
| Spartan Posts: 1128/1569 |
Spartan's motion tracker emits a shrill alarm at the sudden movemtn towards him he rolls to the left and comes around with a slash aimed at the back of Dirks Legs. |
| Dirk Ralthar Posts: 46/328 |
*Dirk backs away, dodging the first three strikes.The fourth is blocked by a cross block, the two duetronium blades stopping the vibroblade.*
And you never knew the capabilities of Duetronium. *Dirk spins to the left, again out of Spartan's reach. His blades leveled before him.* When crafted properly... it is damn near indistructable. *He lunges forward, his left sword diving for Spartan's heart.* |
| Spartan Posts: 1115/1569 |
The moment dirk starts to step back Spartan rolls to the right and stands up...he Looks at were dirk was last standing...
"You forget...I have a motion Tracker...you didnt move..." Spartan leaps forward and aims a series of slashs at dirks torso with the blades vibro unit on. the strikes go /|\- |
| Dirk Ralthar Posts: 45/328 |
*Dirk's visor also polorizes, the lense turning almost black, the armor has the unfortunate capacity of projecting external sounds to the wearer, but fortunately not at the same depth as the original sound. Because of this he is slightly dazed from the blast. Stepping back he allows Spartan's blade to pass by harmlessly. He lunges forward, a half-hearted swing launched at Spartan as he activates the armor's camo. He dissapears into nothing more than a slight distortion created by the light bending field. Even the swordblades are encompassed by this field. He stands perfectly still, watching Spartan, the swords raised defensively.* |
| Spartan Posts: 1099/1569 |
Spartan curses himself for not thumbing on the Vibroblade as it would have cut all the way through the rifle.
Spartan glances at his sword with the rifle attached, he grins and thumbs on his blade and it slices through the rifle like a hot knife through butter... "So...Hired to kill eachother...Colateral Damage is always more work then its worth..but keeps people from trying to shoot me in the back..." Spartan Chuckles and grabs one of his flash bangs and throws it at dirks feet, it explodes in a blinding white flash with noise over 150+ decibels. Spartans Helmet imeddiatly polarizes and sheilds his ears. the polarization is only for the split second of the blinding white he charges at Dirk and slices at the handle of the sword in his left hand. |
| Dirk Ralthar Posts: 43/328 |
OOC: I assume by Kendrick you mean Dirk...
*Dirk blocks the sword with his rifle, the blade driving halfway through the barrel turning it into a big useless peice of plastic and metal. He releases the rifle, leaving it attatched to Spartan's sword. Stepping back he quickly draws his swords. Spinning the deutronium blades in a whirring wheel around him, he shifts so that his right arm is torward Spartan. He waits for Spartan's next move.* |
| Spartan Posts: 1097/1569 |
OOC: alright then I shall use Spartan without his powers
BIC: An armored figure blurs across the battlefield his Echani Cortosis Weave Vibrosword clanks agains his armor as he sprints towards his target leaving both his Sniper Rifle and his Pistols Holstered...as he draws near he draws his blade in a fluid motion and slices horizontally across Kendricks chest. |
| Dirk Ralthar Posts: 41/328 |
OOC: I was thinking that this would be between Dirk and Spartan... hence the challenge to Spartan... I also thought that the two lack magical powers, and only have their technology and skills to rely on. The training exercise was something I thought would add a bit of interest to the fight, give a reason why we are both here rather than just "Here I am come fight me." I like to give a reason why I am going to fight a particular opponent, I am hired to kill you, you were hired to kill me, you just wipped out a platoon of guys on my side in a training mission and now I feel an overwhelming need to kick some ass... that kind of thing. I guess you can make you character whoever you want though, just please... no magic. And I guess it could be a conventional battlefield... the entire platoon is dead or unconsious. The surroundings are as described though, an urban environment, lots of places to hide, or run to. |
| Spartan Posts: 1096/1569 |
(( FIx the time and place I dont like making up a new char on the run. and we may be able to have a battle...plus I am working on my guy anyway so go to a normal battlefield...not some training exersize... |
| Dirk Ralthar Posts: 7/328 |
*Dirk sits on the hood of a hover vehicle in a city. The AC (Active Camo) is off, the armor is jet black with red trim. Emblazened in blood red on the right side of the torso are the letters CFS and the rank indicator of a Lieutenant 1st class on his shoulder. Across his back is a scabbard holding two swords, one hilt at his right shoulder the other at his left hip. Holstered at his hip on his left is a 12mm pistol, a laser pistol on the other. A compact rifle with a bulpup loading style rests against the vehicle ahead of him. Despite his relaxed posture, he is very alert. He flicks the switch to activate the communicator to the rest of the squad with his tongue, then calls across it.*
Corporal Kendrick Grondlar, what is your status. We are in position and ready to move on your order. *The sound of gunfire issues in the background.* Corporal, what in the name of Shalrin was that? The other side found our position, must have homed in on the transmission. Too many we need to fall ba... *The transmission cuts off in mid-sentence.* *Dirk curses under his breath and grabs his rifle. He sets off to where Kendrick's group was supposed to be. When he arrives, the entire group is on the ground, exploded gel rounds coating the vital organ sections of their armor, torsos and face masks. As per the training exersise parameters, the armor has locked up and prevents any communication with anyone. Mixed in among them are several other soldiers, the blue bands around their arms indicating that they are part of the other team. Dirk begins scanning the area, knowing that there must be a blue banded soldier somewhere.* |
