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Post by Byrne Wildre on Jan 7, 2012 23:07:05 GMT
It was obvious that a slow bruiser would be useless on the speedy foe, so once again, Byrne called for a different Mask, this time one that resembled a goat head. Using it to transform, he took on his Capro form, and dashed through the hole in the wall, aiming to get a solid kick in on Waylon.
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Post by Waylon Ciers on Jan 7, 2012 23:08:02 GMT
"Fast," he muttered. He would have to take this one again.
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Post by Byrne Wildre on Jan 7, 2012 23:51:38 GMT
Mid jump, Byrne began to spin, hoping to cause some slashing damage with his hooves upon impact. He slammed into Waylon with a thud, and waited for a split second for a response before attempting to leap away.
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Post by Waylon Ciers on Jan 8, 2012 4:57:12 GMT
Waylon made no response after going down. After his foe was away he rose, watching him, ready to counter any sudden move.
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Post by Byrne Wildre on Jan 8, 2012 20:37:52 GMT
Byrne took notice that, despite all of his attacks striking true, he had done no damage, and decided to kick it up a notch. He pulled out the flute, and inserted it once more into Auron's mouth, activating an Eternity Rhythm. In doing so, he took a stance of Northern Shaolin Kung Fu, and yelled "Quan Kuaisu Yang!" and dashed at Waylon, loosing his barrage upon Waylon, and hoping for a quick finish.
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Post by Waylon Ciers on Jan 8, 2012 23:05:34 GMT
That was when he dodged, leaping back and using the Ixa Knuckle's shockwave to throw himself back farther, for good measure. He couldn't take that hit, but didn't want to waste the wave on his foe, in case it didn't work.
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Post by Byrne Wildre on Jan 9, 2012 1:27:40 GMT
Byrne was now thoroughly annoyed. He didn't want to play some stupid game of cat and mouse, he wanted to be done with this whole situation and go home. "Stay. Still. And. Let. Me. Hit. You!" He yelled, running at Waylon and trying repeatedly to punch him in the face.
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Post by Waylon Ciers on Jan 9, 2012 3:09:46 GMT
Waylon cast his Knuckle aside and ducked the first blow, ramming a fist up for his gut.
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Post by Byrne Wildre on Jan 14, 2012 2:43:09 GMT
The fist struck full-force, launching Byrne into the air and canceling his transformation. He coughed, a bit of blood and landing about fifteen feet away, hitting the ground hard with a thud, being knocked unconscious. Auron lifted his head, looking at Byrne, concerned. "Dammit, don't die this soon! If you die, your mom, and by extension my dad, will have my head! Wake the hell up!"
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Post by Waylon Ciers on Jan 14, 2012 2:49:48 GMT
"Be thankful I didn't use a Rider Punch," Waylon mused as he walked towards them, Kivat leaving and flying around his shoulders to amuse himself.
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Post by Byrne Wildre on Jan 14, 2012 6:46:36 GMT
Byrne laid there, still unconscious, as Auron hissed at Waylon. "Back off, dammit! You already beat him, and he's obviously not a Fangire, so leave! Now!"
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Post by Waylon Ciers on Jan 14, 2012 15:35:57 GMT
"I don't plan on ending his life," Waylon commented, his armor fading as Kivat flew towards the others, "I just wanted to see what you were."
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Post by Byrne Wildre on Feb 16, 2012 13:03:56 GMT
Auron grew agitated quickly, hissing and responding. "What the hell do you mean by that?!"
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Post by Waylon Ciers on Feb 16, 2012 14:59:27 GMT
"Fangire or not," he said, "I will slay all Fangire."
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Post by Byrne Wildre on Feb 16, 2012 16:49:51 GMT
Auron hissed in anger, raising his voice again. "So you're going to continue preaching to an injured man!? We. Don't. Care! So go the hell away!" At this, Byrne started to regain consciousness, sitting up a bit. "Auron. Cool it, mate. The impact gave me a migraine, and yer shoutin' ain't 'elpin' it." He rubbed his head before continuing. "So, ya won. Do whatever ya damn well please. Just get outta my sight. I dun wanna see yer face anymore."
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