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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 5:01 am
::O'Maley shook his head as hiro stood:: Oh we'll see who'll deflate first punk... ::he smirked as he grabbed the leg of a barstool. O'maley rolled his eyes and went into the back storage for another barstool::
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 5:06 am
Clavian backed away slowly, the short blade flickering in his right hand as it spun between his fingers, left arm raised in front of him as he grinned.
"Ladies first..."
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 5:09 am
::hiro smiled calmly swinging the barstool like a club at the mans legs::
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 5:14 am
Having expected the blow at waist height, Clavian was caught off-guard and knocked to the floor, but compensated by rolling back out of range and to his feet again
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 5:20 am
::The stool cracked on impact and shattered when the swing followed through to the wall, finding himself now without a wepon Hiro charged in with a flurry of punches and kicks, most fains to try and get a good shot at the knife::
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 10:18 am
Ducking and weaving to avoid the onslaught and managing to return a few of the blows himself, Clavian risked a quick glance behind him and spotted the pool table. The momentary lapse saw his knife skittering off across the floor, but now, it was no matter. Returning his concentration to the fight, he slowly lead the figure a merry dance towards the table before following through one of his opponents near-misses, using the opportunity to turn and scoop up the nearest ball in one open hand and, continuing the movement, slammed it against the side of his skull with a sickening crack
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Posted: Tue Oct 10, 2006 1:44 pm
::Hiros head snapped to the side his vision blurred a but he snapped his head back, flinging a bit of blood off as he did and his foot followed suit heading for The mans head::
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Posted: Wed Oct 11, 2006 9:55 am
The foot connected, something went click, and Clavian found himself sprawled on his back on the floor on the other side of the table. Shaking his head to clear out the momentary dizziness, he stood, facing the man across the table before walking round it, the path between them now clear of obstructions. Resetting his jaw with an unpleasant schnack sound then cracking his neck, Clavian's face twisted into sneering grin
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Posted: Thu Oct 12, 2006 12:08 am
::hiro smirks wipeing blood from his face. He swiches his stance up like bruce lee.:: You want some more kid? I can do this all night.
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Posted: Fri Oct 13, 2006 3:17 pm
"Fine by me, but I do my killing before breakfast."
Clavian's eyes narrowed as his hand plunged under his left arm to the holster for his 9mm, taking a step forward as he pulled the hammer back with a click, the muzzle pointing at the man's chest
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Posted: Sat Oct 14, 2006 3:24 am
::In a fluid motion Hiro's glock met the mans 9 mil and after a slight wait O'Mally's shotgun met both of them. He shook his head and put new beers on the table. Hiro lowered his gun holstering and looked at the man:: What do you say we finish our drinks...
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 7:01 am
Clavian's eyes flicked between the shotgun-wielding bartender and his now unarmed opponent, the gun still cocked. No way I can get both, even taking out the shotgun first, he'd still have time to draw...
Besides, beer wasn't often on the house. And this new acquaintance could prove useful...
Somewhat relucantly, Clavian disarmed his gun, stowing it away.
"Fine. But you're buying."
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 7:03 am
::hiro took a drink and smiled:: wouldnt have it any other way...
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 7:23 am
Clavian leaned on the counter, scooping up the glass in thoughtul silence.
I'll play along for now. Maybe he knows who's hiring around here.
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Posted: Sun Oct 15, 2006 7:30 am
::hiro whiped some of the blood off his head:: You got some nice moves kid... I could use a man like you in my organization...
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