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Post by Ayame on Apr 6, 2007 17:13:41 GMT -5
"You alright? Normally it's me or Trunks rushing headlong into traps--if you're not careful, you'll cramp our style."
"I wanted to be the one to set off traps on you guys this time."
She returned this to Blu, then placed her hand on Trunks' arm to stop him from proceeding.
"Look at the angle they hit the floor."
She traced her finger along an invisible path in the air that stopped at the mirror. She had been faintly aware of the origin of their approach, and had tried to note it while still getting out of the way.
"I think they came from somewhere up there."
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Post by Trunks on Apr 6, 2007 17:25:23 GMT -5
Trunks drew his sword. He floated down to the edge of the clearing. With his free hand he waved it out into the clearing. He was prepared to deflect anything that came his way.
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Post by Dota on Apr 6, 2007 20:30:39 GMT -5
As Trunks' hand passed out into the clearing, a new set of scales shot out lightning-quick with deadly accuracy towards his hand. They indeed came from the center of the room, though pinpointing the source would take some effort.
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Post by Trunks on Apr 6, 2007 20:38:16 GMT -5
Trunks's sword quickly was up but the new set never reached the blade.
He looked at Ayame "Thanks" Maybe it was time Trunks stopped treating her as such a child. She was more that capable of handling things herself.
"Alright, Blu do what I just did only give me a second."
The Saiyan prince took a step back and sat on the ground indian style. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate. The room seemed to slow down. Everything moved slower. Now all he had to do was wait for Blu to do as he asked.
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Post by Ayame on Apr 6, 2007 20:57:45 GMT -5
In a swift motion, Ayame had darted in front of Trunks to deflect the onslaught of scales. They did not deflect, however. Instead the three scales imbedded themselves into her blade. Without stopping, she had rolled back to the side of Trunks in the established safety zone and began to twirl her blade in front of her eyes, inspecting the scales while Trunks sat down.
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Post by Sakabatou on Apr 6, 2007 23:46:12 GMT -5
Blu leaned against a stalagmite as the others experimented. He had a hunch as to where the original shards had come from, and this second set hadn't changed his thought. If Trunks could confirm this, all the better.
Content to do things the easy way, Blu stood at the edge of what had been shown to be safe thus far. Hoisting his lashknife blade into his right hand, he gave it one twirl, and then released it into the clearing, about the distance of the farthest floor-embedded shard, and then yanked it sharply back to catch it.
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Post by Dota on Apr 7, 2007 0:05:20 GMT -5
The room slowed for Trunks. There was a ripple in the glass of the mirror as the three scales emerged and shot forward from it, zeroing in on Blu's blade. ------------- Blu's lash knife was rewarded with a set of scales stabbed in the blade as well. They didn't cause as much damage as they did to the floor...a tiny nick would be left behind.
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Post by Trunks on Apr 7, 2007 16:41:13 GMT -5
"That's a bunch of crap! How are we supposed to get to the mirror if the mirror is the one producing the damn things."
Trunks voice echoed across the temple.
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Post by Ayame on Apr 7, 2007 16:52:41 GMT -5
"What exactly would you do with the mirror if you got to it?"
Ayame asked Trunks with an eyebrow raised (she used her inside voice). Of course, she didn't have much else to suggest since the far end of the cave-like room they just entered was nothing but a wall with no hint of depressions, cracks or much of anything else. The only thing attracting attention in this room was the mirror.
She took her chances and test-touched a scale in her sword. When it didn't seem to bite, she yanked it from her blade and looked it over. It was like a small mirror with razor edges.
"So we have a mirror shooting smaller mirrors at us?"
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Post by Sakabatou on Apr 7, 2007 17:11:55 GMT -5
Blu yanked the three scales from his lashknife blade and discarded them to the floor for now. He scowled at the gouges left in the folded carbon-steel. There had better be something damned nice in this temple--lashknives weren't exactly common, so it was expensive to keep having new ones custom-forged.
"Coming from the mirror, eh? I thought as much. Alright, I've got something of a plan. Give me a second."
Blu held the lashknife chain about two feet from the blade and swung it in a counterclockwise motion in relation to his right side. Then, arching his right arm high, he released the blade, following it up with a quick downward-left pull to the chain and then an equally quick counterpull. The attack was aimed at the left-most two ropes suspending the mirror, with the intent that the blade would slice through them. Whether it really would was, no pun intended, still up in the air.
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