Post by The Judicator on Jan 22, 2007 20:22:30 GMT -5
*The laser beams shot forth from your fingers, blasting through the two gun holding Dragoons, killing them instantly. Spike, as he is now known, merely smiled and began spinning his chain around him, a sort of defence. The weapon still glowed blue, starting now to emit a mist of the same shade.
Behind him, Taurus, through gritted teeth, seemed to finish his business with the girl, and pulled out of her. She fell to the floor crying as Taurus zipped up his pants and grabbed his jacket.*
"Spike, I'm leaving. Take care of that piece of shit and meet me at The Torrent later. Boss'll be there so we can discuss business." He said before taking his leave.
OOC- Due to Spike blocking your path and spinning his chain, you are unable to stop Taurus from leaving.
"So your boss is a coward. Why am I not surprised." He said and raised his hand again to shoot out his base energy blast. But he put very little power into it. It had one purpose. the bright flash that came before it blinding the person it was aimed at for a few seconds. It was to give Jason time to grab the cylinder used as his handle and the brilliant blade appeared again. he held it out at his foe. "So are you going to stand there swinging that all day or come here?' he said ready for battle.
OOC: Okay I'm going to assume that the chain will react like this as this is something I did in a weapon spar with a friend. Minus the eye beams of course
Jason didn't care about the beam being dispeled. The intent worked as it should He now had his weapon and swung it up as the chain came in blocking the strike. His narrowed his eyes and the beams he used on the punk outside shot out at the guy's face. Even if the guy overpowered him yanking the beam sword out of his hands Jason's beams would hit him in the face. Jason of course was prepared for some other form of defense considering these punks seemed familiar with magic.
Post by The Judicator on Jan 22, 2007 20:41:54 GMT -5
OOC- It's cool.
IC- *The beams were launched and were right about to touch the kid's face... when they faded away. With a laugh, Spike pulled his chain back and held it ready.
From when he was swinging his chain around himself, that blue mist had lingered around him, dispeling the beams before contact.*
"Don't you get it idiot? You can't hurt me with magic. So, I figure I won't have a problem. I'll kill you, rape the girl, and take her with me to The Torrent for the biggest Dragoon gangbang ever witnessed." He said with a grin.
Jason smiled at this bit of info. He let the blade dissapear not wanting to waste energy. "Thank you for that info." He said clanching his right hand and a blade popped out from the armour at the wrist. it was about six inches long and very sturdy. He liked be ready for things like this.
A blast issued from his feet. It had alot of power behind it letting Jason cover the distance all but instantly and his left side crashed into Spike while his right arm came in for a stab to his ribs. He was aiming for a lung knowing that it would be a painful slow death. Even if the stab didn't work the force of Jason flying into Spike would send him back.
Post by The Judicator on Jan 22, 2007 21:05:51 GMT -5
*Spike was caught off guard, but managed to grab your upper arm and stop it from driving the blade into his chest. The charge however, sent the two of you to the ground. Upon landing, he threw a series of punches to your face with his chain hand. With the way he held it, and gravity doing it's share, part of the chain was laying over his fingers, making his punches drive the chain into your face.*
Shit! Jason thought and after the first blow turned his head to the side even though he felt a brusies already forming. His helmet took the second blow and he didn't waste time. His right hand came in again while SPike drew his fist back for the thrid strike. Jason would drive it into any spot he could hit. It would most likely hit right under the ribs. Jason didn't freeze up Like some did in his position. His short time at the Academy had already fashioned him into a very capable fighter.
Post by The Judicator on Jan 22, 2007 21:13:49 GMT -5
*Again, he defended himself by holding your upper arm, but with he disadvantage of being on the ground, and gravity turning the tables now, your blade's tip sank into his body, sliding between two ribs. He let out a scream of pain and found himself unable to punch any longer. Now, he tried only to pull your blade out of his chest before it sank deeper.*
Taking advantage Jason pushed the Dragoon off of him. it probably drove his blade deeper but not by much. Jason brought his other arm up smashing his armoured fist into Spike's face. he wasn't going to give this guy any breaks . He let his blade get pulled out. But he wasn't done not by a long shot. he felt blodd dripping down his face already from the first blow.
He twisted his wrist inwards and then brought his trapped elbow to the elbow of the arm holding it freeing his arm. A move his dad taught him in case someone grabbed his arm. It didn't matter how strong the person was. He then smashed his forehead into Spike's face. Which was bad for spike because the helmet Jason had covered that part of his head.
"I'm taking the girl But you aren't getting away. You have never seemed to show an once of mercy. And you shall recive none in return." he said coldly. A change had come over Jason during this mission. he had truly experianced what people could be like.
He stabbed the blade into the punk's lung "You're dead now. Enjoy what life you have left." he said stomping the guy's face to knock him out.
He clenched his right fist haveing the blade retract and turned to the girl walking over to her. "Amanda. My name is Jason O'connell. I was hired by your father to come bring you home." He said removing his cloak to drape it over her shoulders then offered her his left hand which didn't have any blood on it. "I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner. But you're safe now." He said in a soft voice.