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Post by Sir Lighter of Elsewhere on Aug 27, 2009 18:15:46 GMT -5
Sturm quickly slid back on the ice, dodging the kick to his knee. Sturm then lunged forward at Michael, hoping to knock the man down. He then drew a small throwing knife with his off hand, just in case.
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Post by steinerman on Aug 31, 2009 11:52:00 GMT -5
Michael realized Sturm planned to simply bowl him over onto the ground, interesting tactic..., he thought quickly. As Sturm came rushing forward, Michael planted his right foot solidly into the ground. Then prepared to take the blow, and continue it for Sturm, hopefully it would send the man flying by him.
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Post by Sir Lighter of Elsewhere on Sept 9, 2009 10:06:10 GMT -5
Sturm saw the man brace for impact. Thinking quickly, Sturm hurled the throwing knife, aiming just above the cross guard. Sturm then pulled out his large Desert Eagle handgun, and shot at the ice near Michael's foot. Quickly, he holstered his gun and struck low with the back, unsharpened side of his blade.
"You should always keep a few nasty tricks up your sleeve." Sturm took a few deep breaths, impressed with the man's fighting ability.
"You have talent. Very impressive. You got a few good strikes on me." Sturm sheathed his blade, and bowed.
"If there is anything else I can do for you, I am willing to help. I also happen to know that you are forming a guild. If you need someone with my stealh ability, I would be willing to contract my services. After all, I do need work."
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Post by steinerman on Sept 12, 2009 1:46:18 GMT -5
Michael shook his head, "It was a good fight, thank you for the fighting tips." He said, while bowing low. A communicator on his plain workman's belt starting beeping insistently, he snapped open the small device and glanced at the short message. He growled low, "I'm afraid I must take my leave, a new lead has come in. My guild leader may have been found." He turned and starting packing his gear, thoughts blazing as he brought his attention to the problem of his missing guild leader.
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