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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 17, 2015 0:48:36 GMT
Opal Strole only. Lusaki must be turning evil D: Lusaki was determined to fight like Opal. She didn't even know why. It started after the agreement, as Lusaki lay in bed. She had a vivid dream that she was an assassin, and was beating up an innocent person. Lusaki was rather sad afterwards, but she still wanted to learn. So Lusaki sat next to a tree on a very cold Sunday. "Opal???" She called out, her voice echoing through the woods. "Opal, it's Sunday!" Lusaki looked around, wondering if Opal was around.
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 17, 2015 2:05:05 GMT
|She doesn't have to turn evil. Just corrupt  | Rolling her eyes, the young woman in the black jumpsuit slunk through the trees, on her way to the meeting spot with Lusaki. She paused at the edge, watching the area around her to make sure there wasn't any other students, then stepped out and hushed the young girl. "Be quiet! You might draw someone near!" she hissed, looking around frantically. |
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 17, 2015 2:14:11 GMT
(corrupt is practically a run-on type of evil...)
"Oh yea. Forgot. You know, nobody's ever here anyways." Lusaki whispered. "So what are we learning?"
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 17, 2015 2:26:07 GMT
|You don't get my humor|
Opal shrugged, stood shoulder-width apart. She had just been training with Sapphire and Logan the day before, and was still having trouble sliding into the lesser-combat mode of training, if that made any sense. "What do you want to learn, and we can work up to it? I didn't bring any special weapons, though, besides the usual, which I'm sure you know of, but we'll work our way up to that."
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 17, 2015 2:31:45 GMT
(It's okay, I dont get anything when it comes to online chat)
"I don't know... kicking... punching.... killing... wait what? I mean kicking. Or punching. Or something."
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 17, 2015 2:43:04 GMT
"Okay, well, let's start with speed and accuracy, okay?" Opal suggested, taking a step back. "Make a fist - keep you're thump on the outside - and try to punch me in the gut. Don't worry about me - I've had worse."
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 17, 2015 2:46:10 GMT
"Uh..." Lusaki made a fist, then threw a lousy but focused punch at Opal's gut (which really ended up in her ribs).
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 17, 2015 22:14:59 GMT
Opal sidestepped the attack, almost easily. "Honey, really, pretend I'm about to kill you." Instantly, Opal regretted calling the girl she had just thrown a knife into the wing of the day before 'honey', especially after that girl had just found out about the tortures that she had done to others, and possibly the murder of 24.
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 17, 2015 22:34:45 GMT
Lusaki frowned for a half second, then imagined the terror of Opal, Shadow, running up to her with a knife in hand. She widened her eyes, seeing it all too clear, and threw the hardest punch she could throw.
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 17, 2015 22:52:46 GMT
The punch flew over Opal's shoulder as she ducked. "Very close!" She praised, surprised at the velocity. She hadn't expected it to come with such ferocity.
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 17, 2015 22:55:47 GMT
"TH-Thanks..." Lusaki was horrified by that. How could she have done this punch? She normally would've never thrown such a punch, especially not at Opal. Lusaki's ears flattened in distress, but they perked right back up. "W-What do I do now?"
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 17, 2015 23:00:03 GMT
"Again. Don't be afraid to hurt me... In your eyes, I deserve it." Opal readied herself, rolled her shoulders.
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 17, 2015 23:04:44 GMT
Lusaki widened her eyes. No, Opal didn't deserve this. "N-No... you don't...." she closed her eyes, trying harder to imagine what happened last night. SHeer pain in her wing... the two assassins running up to her.... about to swoop for the kill.... realizing this was Opal, this was the person she looked up to.... and that she had tried to kill the half-bat.... Lusaki opened her eyes a small slit and punched a more focused punch, trying to aim for that spot where your belly and chest meet.
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 17, 2015 23:07:42 GMT
Air rushed out of Opal.
She could have easily dodged any attack, but she wanted Lusaki to feel proud of herself.
As the air left Opal, she bit her lip. It was a good punch, she had to give the girl that. "Good."
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 17, 2015 23:20:20 GMT
Lusaki was horrified. She actually punched someone. She actually punched someone. Letting that sink in, Lusaki looked at her hands, as if they turned into ears or something.
"Now what do I do?"
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 17, 2015 23:28:50 GMT
Opal frowned. "You want a break?" She asked, noticing the surprise and shock and horror written on Lusaki's expression. "You don't have to do this, you know.. You don't have to learn to fight.."
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 17, 2015 23:37:44 GMT
"I want to learn how to fight." Lusaki looked back up at Opal with amber eyes. "I really do. I think it just kinda surprised me."
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 18, 2015 1:24:38 GMT
The assassin sighed, but nodded. "Okay. Well, since you have the punch in you, you just need to focus on drawing it out without going into flash-backs or fear. It can waver your attention. Try again, but focus on the punch, at my hand this time, for accuracy, but don't use fear."
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 18, 2015 1:25:53 GMT
(Your back!)
Lusaki nodded. She focused on firing a good punch, and came out with a decent punch, slower, but still good.
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 18, 2015 1:41:37 GMT
{Oh Gawsh}
"Good!" Opal praised, the familiar slap of skin-on-skin (waaa) presenting itself with Lusaki's improvement. "Again. Repetitively."
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 18, 2015 1:45:30 GMT
"OKay." Lusaki furrowed her brow and shot another punch, then another, then another, then six more. The last punch sort of went to the side, though, and was slower.
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 18, 2015 1:52:01 GMT
After Lusaki seemed finished, Opal nodded, licked her lips, and sighed. "Good. We can work on consistency later. For now, how about you choose what to learn next? Just name a skill or a weapon, and we can work on that."
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 18, 2015 1:55:30 GMT
"Um... stick?" Lusaki held up a random sharp stick. "I mean that counts as a weapon, right?"
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 18, 2015 1:59:28 GMT
After a moments laugh, Opal, realizing Lusaki was serious, nodded oddly and shrugged. "Okay then! I suppose it is. How about... Lets see. how long is it? Hold it out in front of you, horizontally."
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 18, 2015 2:13:17 GMT
"OKay!" Lusaki held it out. It went past Opal.
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 18, 2015 2:34:47 GMT
Nodding, she examined Lusaki's arm. "Okay, lets train... with defense," Opal suggested, breaking the stick in half so they each had about four feet. "I'll start slow, but as I bring my stick it, raise yours above your head to block it." Gripping hers in both hands, she brought the stick down, slowly, over Lusaki's head.
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 18, 2015 2:37:03 GMT
"Okay." Lusaki nodded. As the stick came down, she raised her other stick. If one looked from above, they had made a cross. Lusaki then pushed up..
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 18, 2015 2:43:18 GMT
Opal, swinging the stick away, nodded, and then brought the stick in from the side, hoping Lusaki would know what to do.
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Post by Lusaki Yomo on Feb 18, 2015 2:50:05 GMT
Lusaki blinked used her stick to push it away as if it was a fly of some sort.
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 18, 2015 2:59:25 GMT
Flipping the stick end over end in hopes of confusing Lusaki, Opal considered her options. Speeding up a little, she brought the stick down over the girl's head again.
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