Re: Intense Struggle! (Round 1 - The Abandoned Base)
01-23-2010, 09:31 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by The Dr..
Trickster lowered the fire from his hands. He may have been insane, but he wanted a fair fight at that.
"Likewise." He launched a fist Larus-ward, who quickly dodged it. He felt a rock-hard blow to the back of the head, which sent him knocking about the room. "That's not my face!" Trickster lashed out and leapt up in the air, intensifying the flame barrier that surrounded them. Slowly, the fighting space the two had began to wither. Trickster charged at Larus again, fist at the ready, though this time with fire engulfing his wrists. Instead of dodging it or turning into a fine mist like before, however, Larus hardened his skin and stopped Trickster's fist in his tracks.
"You'll have to do better than that yourself."
Larus sent a haymaker straight into Trickster's face, and he resounded across the room, ramming into the fire barrier that he himself had put up. He was getting himself killed by his own weapons.
"You piece of shit!" Trickster leapt up and lowered the barriers, just a few seconds before promptly raising a flame shield and ramming into the ground, which cracked and caught fire. Trickster slowly stood up again, hearing Larus's footsteps in the hallway. He was too tired to run out after him.
"Damnit."
Trickster lowered the fire from his hands. He may have been insane, but he wanted a fair fight at that.
"Likewise." He launched a fist Larus-ward, who quickly dodged it. He felt a rock-hard blow to the back of the head, which sent him knocking about the room. "That's not my face!" Trickster lashed out and leapt up in the air, intensifying the flame barrier that surrounded them. Slowly, the fighting space the two had began to wither. Trickster charged at Larus again, fist at the ready, though this time with fire engulfing his wrists. Instead of dodging it or turning into a fine mist like before, however, Larus hardened his skin and stopped Trickster's fist in his tracks.
"You'll have to do better than that yourself."
Larus sent a haymaker straight into Trickster's face, and he resounded across the room, ramming into the fire barrier that he himself had put up. He was getting himself killed by his own weapons.
"You piece of shit!" Trickster leapt up and lowered the barriers, just a few seconds before promptly raising a flame shield and ramming into the ground, which cracked and caught fire. Trickster slowly stood up again, hearing Larus's footsteps in the hallway. He was too tired to run out after him.
"Damnit."