assassin creed : take 3 : Marr

Jax throws his hands together in unison, smacking them to show a job well done. Obviously, he was unprepared for battle two! Meaning, he got a lucky break the first time, but with the look on Jax's face he suddenly bust out laughing. His hands goes straight to his knees, bending his back downward. He watched as he fell. Jax reels and his voice comes out with a sort of cockiness.

"It took you long enough to do me in. This time, it only took one quick, swift hit from my knife. STraight into the eye." He says with motions to his face. He stares at Demitri's body laying there. Just by the angle, he sees that the blade probably entered the part of the brain that shuts everything down instantly. He was victorious, in such a short amount of time. Jax nods to his form, and begins to back away. He wouldn't turn his back on an enemy just yet. Even as his feet move backwards, something begins to happen. His lungs inflate. His body begins to heal. He stares at me and I feel like I'm thrust into a horror movie where no one can really die. I shake my head.

"No! That's not... You want a rematch that bad? Dude, I took you in one hit! ONE! Just lay back down buddy. Do you really want to me to do it again?" I shout at him. The knife that I hold in my hand still has his blood on it yet his body shows no ill effects of the knife. I take out a second knife. Double protection from the living dead. "Best two out of three?" I say with humor.
.......

Jax:

Jax stands there still in bewilderment at the man in front of him. He must have been more stunned then he thought when Dem rushes at him with the sword. With lightning quick speed he moves to dodge, only to get a pretty good gash on the back of his head. The blood pours down his back, soaking his clothes yet again.

"Ow.... Well, you got your first hit in. Lets see if my first hit will take you out like that last time, shall we?" I bellow at him, and flip the knife in my hand and catch it. "Oh, and to correct you assumptions, You won the first match based on beginners luck. Shame. I always finish on top!"

[dice=200+2000]
Shallow Cut on Left Forearm -- 3.5 damage

Jax: 9.0

The blade of the knife barely grazes his arm making Jax growl out furiously. Maybe he needed to rethink this skill. This weapon. At least he could always do what he did the first time. He had a pretty good hit last time, he figured that he maybe be able to do it well again. Even after Demitri stabbed him in the stomach, Jax lurched forward. Now, would be the best time as ever. He gripped one of the knives in his hands and threw the pointed blade at Demitri.

[dice=200+9000]
Miss (knife lost) -- 0.0 damage

Jax: 18.5

Lousy! Lousy! Lousy! I can't beleive I missed. I blame it on the pain in my stomach and everywhere else. I can't seem to figure out why I missed other than just that simple logic. However, Demitri doessn't miss me. His blade, however, only sends a line down my leg. I Grin heavily.

"Here comes the boom... Ready to hear the canon again?" I should, and dash off toward him, knife swinging again.
[dice=200+2000]
Deep Gash on Right Forearm -- 8.0 damage

Jax: 22.0

My knife sinks deep within his arm. A true feeling of accomplishment. My skill have been absoluetly lousy since he came back from the dead like I had. Maybe I'm tired. Maybe this truely is my last life? I can feel as he makes his latest attack after me that my soul is starting to leave, but I can't. NO! I WON'T! let him have the last say. Even as my arm is severed from my body. The blood rushing away from my heart. I will fight until my lasst breath. With my strength, this knife will soar and puncture his heart, if it's the last thing I do!

[Attacls dem with Flying knife]
[dice=200+9000]
Knife Deep in Calf -- 8.5 damage


Jax: 31.5