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 Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 4:33 pm
His head snapped back as the headbutt made contact causing him to sprawl back and, luckily, just making the knee skim over his clothes. He shook his head a bit trying to regain his sences and ignore the throbbing mark and the ring in his head.* Maybe next time I should aim to crack your sternum
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 4:59 pm
and maybe next time I shall aim to break your nose father
Dax laughed abit then kept with the attack, ignoreing the pain from the previous attack. In a quick movementm he hopped to the side, then spun around with a round house type of kick, also extending his arm in an effort to connect with either his fist, foot, or both.
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Posted: Mon Oct 16, 2006 6:16 pm
A broken sternum is fatal, a broken nose isn't. *He ducked under his leg and tackled him, his fist not even becoming an issue as he would begin to bring down side fist blows and elbows to Dax's face from the tackle
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 5:10 am
Being turned to teh side after the round house kick, dax landed hard on his side after the tackle. after takeing a few blows to the head from Zero, Dax pushed his upper body off the ground, then slid forward and away from Zero.
Aibt dazed from the shits to his skull, Dax slowly stands, turning to face Zero, his fists pulled up to his face as he tries to regain his composure
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 4:02 pm
He rose to his feed as he let Dax slid away but pushed his attack as he regained his senses with a flying 360 spinning back kick.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 5:29 pm
In a quick movement Dax grabbed Zero's foot just as it was about to connect with his body and started to push it upwards over Zero's head, while kicking out his leg to trip Zero
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 7:04 pm
Since he was in the air there was no leg underneath him to sweep out and the force needed to throw his leg off course was enough to push him in a somersault in the air where he landed on his feet again and tackled Dax again but this time just ramming his shoulder into his stomach then backing off
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 6:19 am
Takeing the full force of the blow, Dax let out abit of a grunt, but brought his knee upwards just as Zero was backing away to connect with his upper torso, which would also be follwoed by a speedy elbow to the rear of his head
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:04 pm
His knee's blow was padded by the muscles in his chest and the elbow hit square in the back of his head causing his knees to buckle as it felt like electricity shot through his body. Out of instinct only he pulled Dax's feet out from under him as the pain from the point on the back of his head sent waves through his head
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Posted: Wed Oct 18, 2006 7:54 pm
As Dax hit the ground he layed there for a moment, then quickly pulled himself out from under Zero and hopped back to his feet. Within an instant he kicked a leg out, aiming for Zero's head once again
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 2:27 pm
He knew what Dax was going for yet again, he was becoming too predictable. The light flashed off his his blade as it came flying out on responce to the attack, he was still on his knees but that only worked to help him. He did care if he severed tendons, muscles, or just made a flesh wound.
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 2:43 pm
Dax had a devious grin on his face as the sound of metal on metal rang through the air. Dax may have been abit predictable, but he still had a few tricks up his selve, like his steel plated shin boots. The impact of the blade did make his leg jerk back, but it also gave him the perfect chance for a counter, launching his left fist straight down towards Zero's face, as his right came in from the side
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 5:03 pm
He heard the clink and in the instant he stepped up and ripped his arm up into the man's crotch. Sure, it would be a low blow but he cared little for ethics in the fight. Dax's left fist hit the side of his face but not straight on. He was starting to become the warrior of his past once more, the one that was unstoppable except for his total obliteration
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2006 5:21 pm
(( oh dirty.... now, was it the blade that hit, or just the arm? ))
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