All Of Life Is A Competition (cont..) - [Kire]

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All Of Life Is A Competition (cont..) - [Kire] Jan 20, 2012 20:02:50 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 20, 2012 20:02:50 GMT -5

This is a continuation of this thread. All of the fighting will take place here and then we will return to the other thread.

The Rules

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Callidos Mason
eighteen . single . district 1

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roleplaying // D98C8C

Callidos marched over to where the table of wooden swords was. It had been a long time since he had wielded one. His specialty was actually projectile weapons, but since the boy proved to be able to (sometimes) handle those well enough, Callidos wanted to see how good he was with a sword as well since he claimed it was his weapon of choice. The swords were lined up according to material and size. He chose a sword with a thinner blade that was roughly two and a fourth inches long. It was made of maple; he didn’t know what kind.

The blonde sauntered over to the mat where the boy was already waiting for him with his sword at the ready. Callidos sighed, not wanting to have to put a lot of energy into this fight. I should have thought of that before. He gripped the wooden sword tight in his right hand and lifted it into position. It was heavy, but not as heavy as a real one. It took a moment for him move his left foot back and correctly shift his weight to be ready to flee or attack.

“Okay,” Callidos began to declare the rules of the fight since he was the one who challenged the boy, “Here’s what is going to happen. We fight like normal, don’t go easy on one another. No death blows make full contact. Meaning if you are able to manage to get a death blow on me, we’ll pause and start from standard position again. The only way to win is if the opponent gives up.”

He nodded at the boy to make sure it was okay. “On my count: Three... Two... One...GO!” Callidos lunged forward.

[dice=200+1000]
Shallow Cut on Neck - 4.0

Callidos managed to spin around behind the boy and land the sword on the side of his neck. There might be a bruise there later. That was probably the only chance he'd get at making a good attack on the kid if he was actually good with swords. "I don't think I ever got to introduce myself. Callidos Mason." He spoke softly, waiting for the boy to retaliate.

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Last Edit: Jan 20, 2012 20:14:56 GMT -5 by Tori

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All Of Life Is A Competition (cont..) - [Kire] Jan 20, 2012 20:26:18 GMT -5

Post by Kire on Jan 20, 2012 20:26:18 GMT -5

Rolex Ghram

Rolex watched as the boy took up his position opposite him and took up the same posture that he had. His eyes never left the boys face, knowing he had to be prepared for whatever attack was coming. "Okay, here’s what is going to happen. We fight like normal, don’t go easy on one another. No death blows make full contact. Meaning if you are able to manage to get a death blow on me, we’ll pause and start from standard position again. The only way to win is if the opponent gives up." The boys rules were typical, but effective. Rolex nodded to show he understood, still watching for any sign of the boys attack. "On my count: Three... Two... One...GO!" As was expected, the boy took the first attack, lunging forward to slash at Rolex's neck. Rolex raised his sword to block, or parry, the attack but he had misjudged the boys speed by a fraction of a second. Even such a small difference in his reaction was enough to allow his opponent to land a light blow to his neck before he was able to knock the sword away from his neck. "I don't think I ever got to introduce myself. Callidos Mason." Oh, now he introduces himself.

Gritting his teeth in frustration at his mistake, he readied himself and launched a counter attack.

[dice=200+1000]
Shallow Cut on Right Calf - 3.5

He smirked in satisfaction as he felt the tip of his sword strike Callidos' right leg, most likely going leaving a similar bruise to the one he would probably see on his neck tomorrow. He faced Callidos again, getting ready to block his next attack. Somehow, he had gotten past the other boy's guard. He guessed next time wouldn't be so easy. "I'm Rolex Ghram." His smirk turned into a grin, "I'd say nice to meet you, but under the circumstances it wouldn't exactly be accurate." His careful eyes returned to searching his opponents face, muscles tensed.

OOC: Rolex - 4.0 damage ~ 26/30 HP

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All Of Life Is A Competition (cont..) - [Kire] Jan 20, 2012 20:56:39 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 20, 2012 20:56:39 GMT -5

Callidos Mason
eighteen . single . district 1

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speaking // FF7256
roleplaying // D98C8C

The boy didn’t looked too pleased about Callidos being able to land an attack on him. Callidos attempted to ready himself for a hard counter attack. As the boy moved forward, Callidos sidestepped quickly to the left in an attempt to be ready to block any oncoming attack from the waist up. Unfortunately, the boy most have read his moves ahead of time because he was able to swing low and land a blow on Callidos’ right leg. Stupid, he cursed at himself in his head.

“I’m Rolex Ghram.” It was an odd name, one he hadn’t heard before. Certainly one he wouldn’t soon forget. “I’d say nice to meet you, but under the circumstances it wouldn’t be exactly accurate.” His tone seemed bitter, and it sounded like it came through gritted teeth. Callidos watched the boy for a moment, taking in his body stance and planning move ahead. It took him a few seconds to plan his next three moves given the benefit of the doubt that they all would end up working for him. He charged forward to deliver his first move of the sequence.

[dice=200+1000]
Shallow Cut on Right Hip - 3.5

His sword managed to hit Rolex's right hip after a few collisions with the boy's own sword. Callidos drew back quickly to prepare to block. "Well, I guess I'll consider it a pleasure to meet you because otherwise I would still be training solo." He slowly walked around Rolex, maintaining a safe distance.

[ooc: Callidos HP: 26.5/30]

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All Of Life Is A Competition (cont..) - [Kire] Jan 20, 2012 22:30:14 GMT -5

Post by Kire on Jan 20, 2012 22:30:14 GMT -5

Rolex Ghram

Rolex cursed as he felt Callidos' sword strike his hip, out of disappointment that he wasn't able to block the strike rather than pain. Callidos circled him, and Rolex adjusted his position so he would always be facing the other boy. "Well, I guess I'll consider it a pleasure to meet you because otherwise I would still be training solo." He had a point, but Rolex didn't stop to consider his words as he settled himself. He searched for an opening and launched into a new series of attacks, hoping to deceive his opponent with a feint. If he could get a good strike in it would make this a lot easier.

[dice=200+1000]
Stabbed in Thigh - 8.5

Ah ha! Rolex felt his sword tip sink as it struck the boy's thigh, a good solid hit. He pulled his blade away and was shocked to see a little bit of blood on the tip. It seems he had hit hard enough to cause a small wound on Callidos' thigh, which was deep enough to bleed. He instantly flicked his gaze to the boy's eyes, to his new wound and back again. This was the hit he needed. Rolex was in better shape at the moment, having only a small wound on his neck and hip. Even if his hip was sore, it still allowed him to move at a decent pace. Meanwhile, Callidos had two injuries to his right leg, probably making it hard for him to maneuver as efficiently. "Training solo is boring. But sometimes it's nice, in case you fail. That way, no one will see." His tone was cheerful, but his words were as much a coax as fact. Anger made people clumsy, maybe he could use Callidos' anger against him. Maybe.

OOC: Rolex - 7.5 ~ 22.5/30 HP
Let's just say it was his right thigh that Rolex stabbed?

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All Of Life Is A Competition (cont..) - [Kire] Jan 23, 2012 19:47:30 GMT -5

Post by Tori on Jan 23, 2012 19:47:30 GMT -5

Callidos Mason
eighteen . single . district 1

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roleplaying // D98C8C

Callidos lost track of Rolex’s sword and the next thing he was aware of was the sharp pain shooting up his leg. These were wooden swords, they weren’t supposed to cause any real damage. When the boy pulled his sword away, there was blood on the tip. Callidos glanced down at his leg and was a little shocked to see a small trail of blood. The sword tip must have been sharper than it looked at the tip because there was a laceration on his lower thigh that he was able to see. It wasn’t too bad, but the initial hit had hurt. He took a step forward and found that a bit more pain seared through his right leg because that was where he was continually being hit.

Is that his strategy? It was cleverer than he thought the boy would be able to come up with. Callidos was known for his IQ and strategic mind, but fighting this boy was different. He was truly capable of wielding a sword. There was no room for cleverness here. This was going to be a match that the best swordsman would win. "Training solo is boring. But sometimes it's nice, in case you fail. That way, no one will see." The blond's mood turned bitter at Rolex's words. He lunged forward, swinging the sword - with both hands now.

[dice=200+1000]
Shallow Cut on Right Forearm - 3.5

His sword collided with Rolex's and there was a loud clang. It took a minute for Callidos to finally find an opening but when he finally had his chance, he went for it. His sword hit Rolex on the right arm. Callidos retreated quickly. "It's good that no one will see you fail then." He knew that the sword fight may already be a losing game for him but Callidos refused to lose a battle with words.

[ooc: Callidos HP - 17/30]

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All Of Life Is A Competition (cont..) - [Kire] Feb 5, 2012 17:42:23 GMT -5

Post by Kire on Feb 5, 2012 17:42:23 GMT -5

Rolex Ghram

Pain lanced up his arm. It was not that hard of a blow, but it hit him where only skin protected his bone. Giving the other boy a flat look, he switched his sword to his left hand and twisted his arm a little bit. He would give it a break for the moment, and he needed to work with his left hand at least somewhat. Thankfully, coach had insisted he trained both arms. He was just about as good with his left hand as with his right, though he did prefer his right hand to his left. "It's good that no one will see you fail then." He met the other boy's words with a grin. It was nice to have someone able to do two battles at once, most people could only do one or the other. It was a refreshing change.

Working his left wrist and shoulder, he warmed up his other arm. When he deemed it ready, he went in for the strike. He blocked blows and dodged swings as effectively as before, but he could tell his own attacks were a little weaker and slightly more off balanced. He would have to get in one good attack with this hand before he could change hands again, he just hoped he might get lucky. He picked his spot, then shifted his eyes to another area, hoping to decieve Callidos. In he went for the strike.

[dice=200+1000]
Shallow Cut on Left Thigh - 3.5

It was only fitting he happened to strike lower than he had wanted, but at least he had managed a hit, albeit lighter than he wished. At least it may leave a decent bruise. It was fitting, too, that the strike was on the same side as his sword hand, though he had planned that. He knew Callidos would attempt to protect his right side more because of his dual-injured leg, striking his left side would be easier. It was a shame it hadn't been his gut though, blows to the gut hurt most. He shrugged, tossing the sword back to his right hand. His arm wasn't quite as sore as it had been, and he didn't want to draw the other boy's attacks to his left arm. His grin was still on his face. "Oh no, you're mistaken, I didn't mean me." He paused a moment, as if to let his words sink in. "You are the one who is going to have to watch themselves, I may just knock your feet from under you." He was still grinning, his eyes on Callidos' face, though he kept careful track of the opposing weapon.

OOC: Rolex - 11 ~ 19/30 HP

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