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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 16, 2015 19:36:49 GMT
|I expect Logan Marshall to be more active, as well as Sapphire O'Connor, and both of you to RP reasonably| |Posting order is Opal, Sapphire, Logan| Leaves crunched under black boots. Opal turned on the soles of her shoes, facing two young people directly behind her. She smiled, mask, off, brown eyes darting from one of them to another. The young assassin took a breath, looked around then, surveying the clearing. "This looks alright," She noted, stepped to the edge of the wide, flat clearing. "Now, as I said earlier, you two aren't as experienced as you may think. You need training. So I'll teach you. Sound like a plan?" |
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Post by Sapphire O'Connor on Feb 17, 2015 4:12:30 GMT
Sapphire followed Opal through the forest. She wasn't wearing a jumpsuit that day- she didn't feel like injuring anyone that day, so she wore a black hoodie, black leggings and black sneakers. She snorted when Opal finished talking. "Mkay," She stated, "But what is there to learn?" Really, she didn't know what she would learn from Opal. Sure, Opal was more skilled than Sapphire and Logan, but what could she teach them? |
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Post by Logan Marshall on Feb 17, 2015 15:46:27 GMT
Logan followed behind, still confused. 'I don't need any training' He thought. He stopped. He was wearing his black leather jacket, his ripped jeans, and his silent boots. He didn't want to be heard. "Yes, dear." He said in a sarcastic yet amusing way, while rolling his eyes.
(I'm just gonna say Logan and Opal are a couple now.)
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 17, 2015 22:09:18 GMT
|Sure|
Opal laughed mockingly at their stupidity. "There will always be someone faster, stronger, smarter, than both of you. For instance, me. I'm indifferent. I have yet to meet anyone more powerful than I, yet I'm not foolish. I'll train and practice, and I stay on the top." Cracking her neck slightly and bending her arms behind her back, she smiled. "Now. Spar."
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Post by Sapphire O'Connor on Feb 18, 2015 4:08:53 GMT
| WOAHWOAHWOAHWOAH OPAL AND LOGAN ARE A COUPLE?! Now mah poor baby Sapphire has no one to love... | She chuckled. "Thanks for showing off. We can definitely learn something from that!" When Opal said to spar, Sapphire just barely fought the urge to punch Opal in the face. Hey! You said spar! She would say, if she did punch Opal in the face. But she knew that would get her into trouble and/or death. A mere half-second after Opal said to spar, Sapphire turned to Logan and started firing rapid punches, trying to overwhelm him. Some of the punches were aimed at the diaphragm, some of the punches were aimed at the head. But, at the same time she also kept her guard up. Throwing punches but getting ones in return would show major stupidity on her part. | Sparring knowledge brought to you by... A senior blue belt in karate!  | |Just might need it LOL  -Sunny| |
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Post by Logan Marshall on Feb 20, 2015 12:31:05 GMT
Logan put his wrists up, blocking the punches. When it seemed she was done, he aimed a kick at her gut. He had heard the news of the two-dozen half-blood deaths. Was he really on the right side? What had he been doing? This place was his home, and he was destroying it. He was destroying all of the half-bloods, his family!
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Post by Opal Strole on Feb 20, 2015 17:06:57 GMT
Walking slowly around the two, Opal contemplated her plan. News of a new girl, Diana, and her wonderful abilities to sing, had reached her quickly. It's only a matter of time before there's a concert, and everyone will be there she had reasoned.
Logan's blocking was pitiful. If Sapphire's punches had been just that much more aggressive, he would have found a katana at his throat. The kick was a strong, brave maneuver, but it Sapphire moved quickly, she could knock him over, and again, find the fight short-lived. And yet, if Sapphire failed to move, that would leave her with a big bruise and winded.
Even then, though, offense could be a weakness. Sapphire's strength behind her punches could result in weakness later on. Opal tended to weaken her opponent, or at least get then to a position where they weren't in complete strength. We've got some ways to go. But I'll mold them like air-dry clay. They just haven't had a fair fight in some time.
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Post by Sapphire O'Connor on Feb 21, 2015 0:21:13 GMT
In a split second, Sapphire saw the kick coming, and just in time grabbed his foot. She moved in with her right foot and hooked it around Logan's lower leg. She then pulled her hooked leg forward with lots of her leg strength, still holding his other foot, hoping for him to fall on his back. | Lol in karate I love to grab the person's kicks  | |
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