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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 29, 2012 22:52:49 GMT
Cassidy was in Japan. He spoke the language well enough, at least, but this wasn't his forte. Currently he was hunting something of interest to the Foundation, and they saw him as the best fit to go after it.
He couldn't agree more. He had something he wanted to test.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 29, 2012 23:37:03 GMT
Cassidy stopped and lifted his right arm, seeing his flesh rippling a little as the Mutamitis acted up.
"Interesting. What could that be about?" he pondered, continuing, letting it direct him.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 29, 2012 23:44:16 GMT
Cassidy hurried, though didn't make it look like he was. He found the small electrical weapon he carried, and listened to the Mutamitis.
Heading through an alley, he came out nearby, lifting and shooting an electrical arc up, into a streetlight. It smashed open, shattering shards of glass down, crackling with electricity.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 29, 2012 23:51:03 GMT
"Have to admit that I don't know," he said, pocking the weapon as he walked closer, giving a condescending, charming smile, "All I know is you have something. Some power...that I would love to taste..." He lifted his arm, the flesh rippling and mutating into a claw, small tendrils emerging and thrashing, "It seeks to end its hunger."
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 29, 2012 23:55:10 GMT
"A very good question," Cassidy smiled, "One I don't feel like answering."
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 0:02:44 GMT
"Nice. Very nice...," he said, putting his hands into his pockets, "Let's see what that can do, tiger boy."
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 0:06:50 GMT
He just smiled, his body shimmering as he assumed the Armor of the Black, swiftly throwing his shield up.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 0:15:29 GMT
Cassidy drew his axe and leapt forward, swinging sideways and up in an attempt to deflect the attack up while using his shield as well to help stop it.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 0:24:12 GMT
He thrust his shield out to continue to parry and leapt back, ramming his axe into the ground, jamming it in nicely while calling on his blade instead.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 0:27:56 GMT
Cassidy rushed forward, twisting and throwing his shield, spinning it like a disc for his foe.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 0:41:45 GMT
He took the hit to his chest, but swung his sword out, using the longer reach of his weapon to try to make contact due to the newly increased distance.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 0:51:19 GMT
Cassidy stumbled and took a stationary stance. He ran forward, jumping and landing on the hilt of the axe, pushing himself off and swinging for his foe with a shout.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 1:07:48 GMT
Cassidy stepped back and pushed himself forward, going in for a swift uppercut with his free hand.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 1:16:54 GMT
Cassidy took the hit and stumbled back, stepping forward and throwing a knee.
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Post by Michael Cassidy on Jan 30, 2012 1:24:41 GMT
He kept back, "Well, that's interesting," Cassidy said, his form shimmering.
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