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Post by Crystal and company on Jan 5, 2006 16:54:41 GMT -5
**Crystal walks up, twirling her staff.** I'm ready when ever.
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Post by Noel of Arabi-Athem & Ragmaar on Jan 7, 2006 21:37:30 GMT -5
Good! **Ragmaar steps from a shadow stealthily towards the center of the room, a wide grin on his cheeky features. He spins his staff and thrusts it out in Crystal's direction and holds it still.** Bring all ya got, vixen.
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Post by Crystal and company on Jan 7, 2006 21:48:40 GMT -5
**Crystal yawns and then breaks into a sprint, then a break neck run. She flashes over to Ragmaar's side, emerald eyes shimmering.**
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Post by Noel of Arabi-Athem & Ragmaar on Jan 8, 2006 20:59:46 GMT -5
OOC: Um.. I was right next to you. What was the purpose of running..?
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Post by Crystal and company on Jan 21, 2006 21:13:55 GMT -5
OOC: I thought you were farther back.
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Post by Noel of Arabi-Athem & Ragmaar on Jan 21, 2006 21:24:45 GMT -5
OOC: Nope.. I'm afraid not.
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Post by Crystal and company on Jan 26, 2006 14:02:35 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry if this is ebil, but can we please get BIC?
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Post by Noel of Arabi-Athem & Ragmaar on Jan 26, 2006 21:57:44 GMT -5
OOC: Sure. It's your turn.
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Post by Crystal and company on Jan 27, 2006 17:16:15 GMT -5
Ok...
BIC:
**Crystal thrusts at Ragmaar's cheast, then jumps backward,twriling her staff all the while.**
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Post by Noel of Arabi-Athem & Ragmaar on Jan 28, 2006 17:15:27 GMT -5
**Ragmaar quickly raises her staff and deflects blow. Forcefully and swiftly, he steps forward with his left paw and jabs at Crystal's air-bourne body, aiming for her right hip.**
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Post by Crystal and company on Feb 14, 2006 20:26:15 GMT -5
**Crystal wices as the staff strikes it's mark, the fox nearly droping her staff. Crystal gets up from her crouch, her staff seeming to have a mind of it's own. With speed nobeast alive can match and streagth nearly of a badger, Crystal strikes at her foe's cheast.**
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Post by Noel of Arabi-Athem & Ragmaar on Feb 16, 2006 23:32:16 GMT -5
Uuff!! **The wolf staggered back, his breath forced from his lungs. He bent a bit over, panting for air to replenish his lungs. He straightened, still huffing a tad, and placed a large paw to his chest. A small smile slipped on his face and he lowered his cudgel.** I'm afraid ye win this round, good friend. I must bow out now, respectfully.
OOC: Sorry to say this, but I need to simplify my time on the comp for limited time. I'm getting swapped with school and need to set more firm priorities. So, till I get things staightened out, I need to withdrawl myself from this spar.
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Post by Crystal and company on Mar 29, 2006 22:00:08 GMT -5
Och, mah wee friend Crystal, ye win round one! **The ref, Shadow, sighs.** But I'll leave this open for a return. Thank you, Shadow. And I hope you wish to try again...
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