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Date Posted: 17:05:28 11/25/03 Tue
Author: Castaway
Subject: [cast.me.away] ((Dagger's Rebellion, inside for new thread))
[the stallion inwardly grimaces as a glancing blow hits his ribs, slashing a shallow cut along his side. ignoring the pain and keeping his face a mask, he dances around the younger stag with suprising agility. lunging in and out, from side to side and never standing still, the stag creates a dizzying pattern of feints and jumps. feinting left, right, left, forward, back. he leaps in again and snaps his ivories at the other's throat, maneuvering away from his hooves and searching for a strong hold]
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Rebel the Fright -- Dagger's Rebellion, 18:11:32 11/25/03 Tue [1]
Gasping the young one steps back, but not out of range. He felt air blocked in his throat by the other's bite. Chokig he tried to clear it. Fighting the overwhelming pain he strikes back at the stallion. Dagger's pull from the earth and crash down upon the withers, hoping to cause inskelatal injury.
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[cast.me.away] -- Castaway, 20:04:18 11/25/03 Tue [1]
[the stallion jumps out of the way just in time, though at the sacrifice of his choke hold on the young hellion. swiftly backing up, the stallion darts to the left of the rearing figure. spinning, he attempts to kick at the brute's stomach with flailing hind legs]
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Rebel the Fright -- Dagger's Rebellion, 21:56:54 11/25/03 Tue [1]
The ebon brute danced out of the way, but not fast due to his shortened breath. He felt the other's legs nick his stomach and grimanced slightly. his copper eyes shed no sign of fear or even pained, though his mind was in tears and was cursing the his birth. Remembering the finishing move he had done with his father in the battle to death, he lashd out quickly. He reached out like lightning and aimed for the a place just above the nostrils, where the main flow of air could easily be blocked.
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[cast.me.away] -- Castaway, 23:41:40 11/25/03 Tue [1]
[unprepared for the blow, the stallion is saved only by primordial instict and quick reflexes. his cranium is jerked sharply back to his chest, sending a pain through his neck and poll. the hellion's hoof clips the stag's muzzle and he snorts as blood flows into his nares. backing off, he shakes his head. trickles of blood run down his mug, giving him a hellish and gory appearance. snorting, he moves in once more only to back off again. feinting, confusing, vexing and teasing. in and out, side to side. the stallion's breaths come heavier, mostly due to the blood that fills his nostrils. snorting again, he reaches in and down, with his teeth snapping at the other's leg, craning his neck to reach for the tendons behind the cannon bone]
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Rebel the Fright -- Dagger's Rebellion, 09:17:52 11/26/03 Wed [1]
The young stallion was so dizy that he didn't see the attack coming, and took a small step back. He cursed himself harshly as pain filled his forleg. A red film began to cover his eyes in anger. He jumped back, in ordr to regroup but found it hard to stand on that one leg. A small drop of sweat fell from his neck, and hit the solid ground, sizling and frying in the sun. Hopping back and observing his position he plans his next attak. "You will pay for that old one!" he said harshly, but his voice wasn't young and frolicky, it had a sharpness and hiss of anger, as his eyes turned from copper to a glowing red. He jumped forward, no longer caring about his injured leg, his yellow scar burned and warned him about breaking open. He ignored it and kept on attacking. Every muscle in his was pulsig as he lased out, his blood red eyes signaled his unstopable anger. His daggers ripped at every possible spot, but mostly aiming for the heart.
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[cast.me.away] -- Castaway, 10:09:12 11/26/03 Wed [1]
[the stallion inwardly sighs. calculated attacks were gone, now the young brute was in a frenzy. the older one is assailed by the hellion, blows landing on his barrel, neck and hindquarters. fortunately, in the stag's rush and blindness, the blows were mostly glancing and none hit anything vital. the veteran attacks with ferocity, teeth aiming for the throat again as his forelegs thrash and kick out towards the younger stallion's chest]
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Rebel the Fright -- Dagger's Rebellion, 18:41:21 11/26/03 Wed [1]
The acuracy of the other's attacks threw the young stallion to the ground. As he stared up from the hard ground, he blinked warily at the old fighter. He laid his head on the ground and closed his eyes. "Go on and kill me. I know you wish to. I only ask that you tell my mate, Fox Fire,that I love her and died...fighting." at this he jumped from the grass and threw himself one last time at the light. Blood poured from his now open scar, and fresh wounds covered his ebon coat. Though weak, his dagger's scored hits, tears fell from his eyes, as he dared to think of how happy he and Fox could of been. In his mind he pictureda colt galloping around and Fox laughing as he shot random lightning bolts from the sky. He saw himself running up, nuzzling her and playing tag with the colt. If only this could be....
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[cast.me.away] -- Castaway, 16:01:20 11/27/03 Thu [1]
[the stallion had been ready to reply that he did not wish to kill the other, but his answer is cut short by an unexpected attack. falling back, the younger stag's hooves tear at his hide. backpedalling until out of range, he charges the dark, aiming at the chest with his head low and tucked in. he didn't want to kill him, just stun him into submission, so that he would listen. he was not ignorant, he knew that the darks had families, loves, children and friends. just different beliefs. the war veteran had once had a family, but no longer. taken away, they had been. and he didn't want the converse to happen to this stallion, so young and full of life. no, he wouldn't kill him]
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where.is.the.horse.and.rider -- Dakoi, 18:02:53 11/27/03 Thu [1]
After removing himself from the main group of fighters, the two toned brute recognized the evil called Dagger. He snorted in disgust as he saw the two fighting. The giant reared and charged into the fight, ready to protect Dagger. His feathered hooves pawed at the sky, slamming hard into what he hoped was the lighter equine.
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[cast.me.away] -- Castaway, 21:03:16 11/27/03 Thu [1]
[unprepared, the stallion is thrown away from his adversary. turning, he bares his teeth] Stay out of it. One on one, fair fight. Even you should respect that. [he turns back to the original opponent, he awaits another attack, a submission, a moment of peace or the removal of the second dark. brown eyes shift from equid to equid, always watching and never letting his guard down]
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where.is.the.horn.that.was.blowing -- Dakoi, 21:15:37 11/27/03 Thu [1]
The stallion bared his teeth. -It shall be a fair fight. One on one. You face me. The other is wounded. He can not win and you know it well! Give me a try.- He flattened his audials to his skull, dark eyes glittering fiercly.
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[cast.me.away] -- Castaway, 14:48:39 11/28/03 Fri [1]
[he shakes his head] He is only wounded because we have been fighting. It had been a fair fight, until just now. [his attention turned to the other, the original foe] And what say you? [this was his fight as much as it was the older stag's, and his say was due as much as this stallion's own]
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Rebel the Fright -- Dagger's Rebellion, 17:04:18 11/28/03 Fri [1]
The young stag pulled himself to his feet weakly, and nodded respectfully to Dakoi. "He is right, once started, a battle needs to be finished." he turned to CastAway, his copper eyes no longer radiating anger. Gathering what strength he had he stood ready again to fight. Pain rolled from every spot of his body, his vision flickered between perfect vision and blurry shadows. He gasped as his old scar stug suddenly, and caused everything to go black. Blindly he tried to listen, slowly he saw blurs again, and focused as best as possible on the older fighter. "Let us finish this.."
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[cast.me.away] -- Castaway, 17:37:45 11/28/03 Fri [1]
[another shake of his head is given as the veteran looks at the young stallion, who was obviously not in any condition to fight] We will finish this, but not with a fight. If you return home and stay there, I will neither kill nor lay another blow on you. [he scrapes a hoof in the sand. it wasn't great, but it was the only offer he could muster up at the moment. another warning glance is sent to the other brute as he waits for the young one's decision]
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.death.comes.on.swift.wings. -- Dakoi, 23:18:17 11/28/03 Fri [1]
THe two toned Vanner dipped his dial, though he was a dark, he had more respect for battle then anyone. Code of Chivalry meant something to him. He sighed as he took on the look of Dagger, the brute would not leave, for he was a Dark, it was in his blood to fight to death. Yet maybe a love or hope would pull him home? He did not know. Still headstrong, the steed looked at the Light. -True, you need to finish this fight. But have yo not seen it is already finished? Why can yo not pick a fight with I?- He looked at the other hard.
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Rebel the Fright -- Dagger's Rebellion, 10:12:44 11/29/03 Sat [1]
"It's a bit late for that offer." the younger replied dryly, he nodded to Dakoi again, blood staining his once shinning ebon coat. "I stand as I did before, kill me, and I am asking that you tell FoxFire what I said before. I am a Rebel. Did you expect me to return back without continueing what I started? I thank you, Dakoi, for coming to stand beside me. I may live through this, well, there is always a chance." he was already considering the chance of him surviving. 1:100.....ok, well, it's worth a try.
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[cast.me.away] -- Castaway, 15:30:01 11/29/03 Sat [1]
[the stag looks at the other sadly, shaking his head] No. I will not kill you because there is no reason for it. We may be at war and some may believe in what they would call the mercy stroke, but it will not be by my teeth nor my hooves. [adamant, he shakes his head again]
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Rebel the Fright -- Dagger's Rebellion, 14:30:01 11/30/03 Sun [1]
His Rebel heart was still inside him, though mercy was showing, he did what any rebel would do...reject it. He stomped his hoof inpatiently, the blurs were confusing him completely. "Wether or not you do strike me, I do not think I will stay home as long as my life suplies. I will feel.......broken knowing a fight was not com-" he paused, an old memory came to him in a flash. It was his father laying before him.... He glanced up at CastAway. "If that is your decision, then so be it."
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[cast.me.away] -- Castaway, 20:23:46 11/30/03 Sun [1]
[the stallion sighs, fatigue gaining on him like a pack of lionesses behind their prey. he nods] It is. [though he knew not what had so captivated the young stag's attention, he knew enough not to question. instead, he nods again and turns to leave]
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Rebel the Fright -- Dagger's Rebellion, 08:42:05 12/01/03 Mon [1]
The brute nods to Dakoi and turns away and limps to his home, pain radiating from his body.
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