Firo Prochainezo (
immamartillo) wrote2012-05-09 06:20 pm
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5th Hat Flip [Voice/Action]
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[It's early in the morning-after a night of much boredom and little sleep- when Firo opens his journal.]
I've been wonderin': what kinda weapons do people use back where you guys come from? Where I live, people'll fight with anything from fists to tommy guns, but I figure everywhere's gotta have somethin' different.
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[Later that morning, Firo sets off running for the Battle Dome. He hasn't been too pleased with himself lately: he failed to be effective against the droids that attacked a few weeks ago, and then he couldn't even protect his friend from being mallynapped. Actually, ever since Ennis was kidnapped before his arrival in Luceti he's felt nagging feelings of uselessness. They've only been intensified by recent events.
He has to get stronger. The capos of his Family would be disappointed if they saw him like this. In the back of his mind Firo can practically hear Yaguruma berating him.
He spends most of the day at the Battle Dome, focusing on training until he's ready to drop (though feel free to interrupt him). Maybe trying to go so long without a break isn't a good idea, but that doesn't matter to Firo at this point. When nightfall comes, he wanders outside and slumps by the door, exhausted.
[It's early in the morning-after a night of much boredom and little sleep- when Firo opens his journal.]
I've been wonderin': what kinda weapons do people use back where you guys come from? Where I live, people'll fight with anything from fists to tommy guns, but I figure everywhere's gotta have somethin' different.
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[Later that morning, Firo sets off running for the Battle Dome. He hasn't been too pleased with himself lately: he failed to be effective against the droids that attacked a few weeks ago, and then he couldn't even protect his friend from being mallynapped. Actually, ever since Ennis was kidnapped before his arrival in Luceti he's felt nagging feelings of uselessness. They've only been intensified by recent events.
He has to get stronger. The capos of his Family would be disappointed if they saw him like this. In the back of his mind Firo can practically hear Yaguruma berating him.
He spends most of the day at the Battle Dome, focusing on training until he's ready to drop (though feel free to interrupt him). Maybe trying to go so long without a break isn't a good idea, but that doesn't matter to Firo at this point. When nightfall comes, he wanders outside and slumps by the door, exhausted.
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Is that formation a defensive move? Firo can't tell. Best to play it relatively safe; he feints toward her face and then quickly switches to slice at her arm. He doubts it'll make contact, but he needs to gauge her reaction to an attack.]
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For a moment he wonders if he should try countering a future attack by slipping in some of the leg sweeps Yaguruma taught him. He decides against it- for now- he only asked her about her knifework, it'd be almost unfair to slip in anything else. ]
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As he's coming at her, Tenten might notice the blood very slowly making its way back into the cut, which then closes itself.]
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By the time she regains focus, it's too late. The knife slides into her and crates a wounds mildly deeper than the shallow cut she gave Firo. ]
Argh-! Damn it! [ she readies the knife and feigns a strike to get him to retreat. ]
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Her feint works and Firo practically stumbles back a few paces. His clumsiness shows that he's not as confident in this fight as he usually is.]
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[How does she do that? He's going to have to grill her on her technique after this.
He whirls around and raises his knife to prepare to block the strike when it comes. He's going to have to stop retreating sooner or later; why not now?
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Firo's not sure how she'll react to that, so he lashes out with the hilt of his knife at her face. It's a distraction, not a strike; he's sure she'll be able to fend it off and hopes that in doing so she'll back off a bit.]
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Tenten's focus starts to redirect itself at his arm, and, by the time she notices the hilt, it's already slammed into her forehead. ]
Ah! [ She hastily takes a step back and readies her knife. ] Just what was that? [ she's referring to the regeneration, but, a context can be taken as a reference to the hilt strike. ]
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He's pretty sure that she's referring to the cuts regenerating, but decides he'll play dumb. Forcing a chuckle, he shrugs and swipes the back of his sleeve across his forehead.]
What's what? That's strategy.
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He fidgets with one of his sleeves, as if tugging on it will erase that evidence. He scratches his head and shrugs.]
Oh. That. It's... kind of a long story.
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Much as he likes telling it, he's not completely sure if she's trustworthy. Plus, there's always the risk she'll want to test just how immortal he is, and that's no fun for him.]
...Fine. I drank the elixir of life and now I'm immortal. Happy?