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Post by Puck on Apr 21, 2011 22:12:50 GMT -5
Puck winced as he and Clopin's heads smacked against one another, rubbing his forehead as he struggled to move to his feet. Turning to face Taylor, he gave a bit of an exasperated look, his breathing coming out in long pants. What did it take to beat this girl?
"Sorry..." he muttered in Clopin's direction, reaching up to rub his head again. "But she's good." Without another word, Puck sprung forward again, acting as though he were going to attack her from the front, but jumped over her head instead, ready to get her from behind while she was hopefully offguard.
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Post by Taylor on Apr 21, 2011 22:27:45 GMT -5
Clopin stumbled back a little, rubbing the front of his forehead. Man, he really had underestimated Taylor. She coulddefinitely fight. But that wasn't about to stop the gypsy. Meanwhile, as Puck jumped over her head, Taylor swerved to face Puck, as a large metallic clang was heard from the clashing of her dagger against Puck's.
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Post by Puck on Apr 21, 2011 22:32:10 GMT -5
Puck's eyes widened as their daggers clashed, looking at the girl in surprise. He had to give her credit; she was an amazing fighter. But Puck was determined, and struggled to push his dagger against hers in an attempt to force her away. Maybe, if he could distract her long enough, then Clopin would have a chance at getting the hankerchief.
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Post by Taylor on Apr 21, 2011 22:39:39 GMT -5
The boy with the scythe performed a few tricks of his own as he ran towards Taylor's back pocket, in an attempt to grab the handkerchief.
Taylor briefly felt Puck trying to force her dagger back, but there were more important matters at hand: Clopin. She knew he'd be coming up to try and steal the cloth, and in one swift move, she was turned on the gypsy, who nearly skidded into her. Taylor leapt with ease over Clopin, using the ground to skid on as she faced the two boys.
"And this makes me wonder why boys always say that girls are the weakest fighters." Taylor said, with a laugh.
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Post by Puck on Apr 21, 2011 22:53:09 GMT -5
Puck could only stare at Taylor. "Who says that?" He asked, panting a little. "I know I sure don't. You're a far better fighter than I...though that's not really saying much."
Thinking quickly, Puck suddenly dropped to the ground, swiveling his legs around to try and knock the girl to the ground by hitting her ankles. Perhaps, if he could just get her to the ground, then he'd have a far better chance of grabbing her handkerchief.
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Post by Taylor on Apr 22, 2011 18:08:45 GMT -5
"Why thank--" Taylor was cut off by Puck's unexpected attack from below, as she found herself tumbling to the ground. Dammit. she thought. But she would never let the fae get that handkerchief, as she rolled away from Puck's reach, and unfortunately, into Clopin's. The boy looked down at her with a smirk. "Well, hello there, Taylor. Are you ready to lose?" he asked. Taylor tried to think quickly, before Clopin could try getting the prize for himself.
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Post by Puck on Apr 22, 2011 18:15:56 GMT -5
Puck scowled at the girl managed to roll out of his reach, but saw his chance as she moved towards Clopin. Now he might be able to grab the blasted fabric. While Taylor attempted to come up with her next plan of action, Puck jumped forward, tackling her down and pinning her to the ground.
"Clopin...grab the...handkerchief!" Puck forced out, trying to keep the girl held down.
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Post by Taylor on Apr 22, 2011 18:20:56 GMT -5
The gypsy did as he was told, leaping towards the girl. As he came closer, Taylor figured out that her legs were still free. One kick sent Clopin stumbling back. "Damn girl." he muttered. "Puck! Get that cloth!" he shouted. "Yeah, Puck." Taylor piped up. "Just try getting it." she said, with a smirk.
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Post by Puck on Apr 22, 2011 18:23:24 GMT -5
Puck narrowed his eyes, attempting to hold Taylor down with one arm as he reached for the cloth. Unfortunately, this was not as easy as he'd hoped, and eventually he was forced to roll overtop of the girl to remain holding her down. Not having the time to even feel the slightest bit awkward, the fae reached for the girl's back pocket, fumbling around in the grass to try and grab it.
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Post by Taylor on Apr 22, 2011 18:30:07 GMT -5
"You...stupid...kid.." Taylor growled. Even though Puck was still above her, she thrashed around, trying to make it harder for the boy to obtain that cloth. A smile came to her face as a new idea popped into her head. Without any prior warning, she attempted to jerk her knee upwards, hoping it would cause some sort of reaction. Anything to delay him from getting that handkerchief.
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Post by Puck on Apr 22, 2011 18:35:05 GMT -5
Puck didn't have chance to move out of the way of the girl's knee, and his eyes widened with pain as it struck a part of him. A bit of a high-pitched noise exited his mouth, and he instantly rolled over, his hands covering the area below his waist. All thoughts of the handkerchief were gone, replaced by sheer pain.
"Ow..." he said softly, squeezing his eyes shut.
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Post by Taylor on Apr 22, 2011 18:45:37 GMT -5
"Sorry Puck! But I had to do--HEY!" Taylor shouted, as she whirled around to face Clopin, who had the handkerchief dangling from his fingers.
"Well, I figure that concludes this little game, no?" Clopin asked, as he looked over to his significant other, who was still on the ground.
"What did you do him?!" Clopin demanded.
"Nothing...just a bit of a kneeing to some area below his waist." Taylor said, with a innocent look. Clopin only narrowed his eyes at her, before lifting her by the collar of her shirt, like one would do with a small puppy. He didn't say a word to Taylor, but kept his eyes firmly latched onto her gaze. The girl took it as fair warning, as Bob stepped between them.
"Kay y'all, that's enough fightin'." the unicorn said, as he looked to Puck. "And Puck, y'all can't possibly learn to fight if y'all retire so easily! Y'all gotta deal with the pain!" he said.
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Post by Puck on Apr 22, 2011 18:52:55 GMT -5
Puck winced as he pushed himself up from the ground, turning to Bob with narrowed eyes. Shakily, he got to his feet, walking over towards the others with a slight limp.
"How 'bout I knee you between the legs and see how you react!" Puck scowled to Bob, turning his attention to Taylor.
"You...are so lucky that you are not a guy," he said lividly. "...though I'm not even sure that I'm one now, thanks to you."
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Post by Taylor on Apr 22, 2011 21:53:21 GMT -5
The unicorn merely huffed and tossed his head with a snort. "I'd like to see y'all try, unless y'all want your head caved in by my hooves." Bob said.
"Bob, shut the hell up." Taylor growled, as Clopin held her to face Puck. "Geez, Puck, you don't need to get so butthurt over it! It was a game remember? And this one had no rules, except the no kill rule! So stop being such a drama queen, and suck it up! I've been stabbed way too many times by those stupid criminals to even feel sorry for you!" she said, narrowing her eyes at the other.
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Post by Puck on Apr 22, 2011 21:58:47 GMT -5
Puck rolled his eyes at Taylor, but deep down, he knew that she was right. As much as he hated to admit, she was right about him being a drama queen when it came to fighting. Still, her methods sort of pissed him off, and he wasn't likely to let that go easily.
"Oh, shut up. Fine, I'll just sod off, then," Puck scoffed, rolling his eyes again. "Alright, what's next? Hopefully not something else that involves me being castrated."
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