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 Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 12:41 pm
*Soul jumped up, dodging the sweep. He was going to slash in the air, verticaly this time to try to decapitate Chaos. A quick shine hit his exposed eye and he felt their steel clash. Chaos had more force behind his attack, so Soul only really countered. The receiving force on his end came so powerfuly, he was pushed off to the side, over the bridge and slamming into the water below*
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Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 1:05 pm
Chaos watched as Soul was pushed off the side of the bridge by his attack. While it was true that using two swords split's ones powers many didn't account for the fact that each arm would be much stronger than a normal samurai's arm. His foe would now see that a bit more but now it was no longer Chaos's edge.
Walking the edge of the bridge Chaos peered over the side looking for his foe. He would allow this man to escape if he wanted to. Though, Chaos would hope he would at least pay for the ruined fruit. "I hope he has given up..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 11:18 am
*A blade smashed through the bridge. Soul was hanging on one of the few pillars hanging the bridge over the water. He was dripping wet, it somewhat difficult to hang on a pillar with one hand and wet clothes dragging you down. He smashed the hole open some more and he crawled up it, trying to catch his breath and trying to shake the water off his body*
You....b*****d....
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 11:35 am
Chaos looked at him, shook his head, and sighed. "We can end this all now if you agree to pay for the fruit that you ruined." Chaos said lowered one sword to the ground and rested the other on his shoulder. "I mean you are the one who started this fight after all."
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Posted: Sat Sep 19, 2009 6:38 am
*Soul tossed his upper clothing away and tossled his hair. On his torso were many scars from past bouts; there were a few on his sides, a large one on his chest, and the lightest of scars on his abdomen. His blade, too, was lowered to the ground, and he began walking around the gap he had just made, looking sharply at Chaos*
Will you drop it about the fruit!?...This is no personal vendetta; i'm just in it for the money.
*Soul's katana was dragging against the wood, splinter bits being tossed to the left and right from when the blade was touching. He then began to run, the blade still dragging. As he had gotten close enough, Soul swung his sword-wielding arm upward, an uppercut-like slash trying to split Chaos in half*
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