[BATT] Street fisticuffs [Leeroi + Azrael]

[Blasphemoose]

Quote:

Hp:7
items: none
weapon: fists

Azrael took several steps back, though they looked more like he was dancing away from Leeroi's punch before attempting one of his own only to miss. He took that moment to reflect on what had just happened. He felt a tingle running through his limbs, excitement? He didn't think he'd land any sort of blow on Leeroi. But how had he managed it? He got Angry. He aimed and hit him. There was no thought to the process, no special method, he just did it.

"I think... I finally understand what you mean," Azrael said as a smile spread on his face. So, now he just had to remain angry at Leeroi or somehow persuade himself that this was life or death. "Alright, no more games,"

Kimbley Kitty

 

[zeflamigo]

Quote:

09/20
Items: oh boy
Weapon: not today

"No more games?" Leeroi closed in on Azrael, getting into the other blueblood's space. He leaned in and spoke low, eyebrows furrowed in a challenging glare. "I don't think you're ready for that," he said, shoving the other troll back. "This isn't even close to me giving my all."

saihen

PROVE! HIM! WRONG!

 

[Blasphemoose]

Quote:

Hp:5
items: none
weapon: fists

Azrael took a bit of a step back and attempted to keep his balance. He let out a laugh in response. "I know you haven't, you're like a brick wall whereas I am more like a wave of water," he gave his fellow blueblood an acknowledging nod. "But the fact that you seem to be very eager to underestimate the tenacity of it is probably going to lead to a lot of trouble,"

Could he admit that he was having fun? Well, yes. Leeroi was definitely someone he'd admit to having fun with, but not in the midst of battle. Maybe after, when there was less of a risk when he let his guard down. Azrael twisted his body some and quickly shoved his body, shoulder first, at Leeroi.

Kimbley Kitty

 

[zeflamigo]

Quote:

04/20
Items: offense b adept artifact (fireball)
Weapon: not today

Leeroi felt a breath of air escape his body as Azrael knocked the wind out of him ********, did this twig just bodycheck him? Leeroi frowned in anger. There was no way he was going to let Azrael win this tutorial of a fight. If he wasn't going to use his full arsenal of fight tactics, than what kind of teacher was he, anyways.

He locked eyes with Azrael, then reached down to snap off his robot hand, detaching it from his arm. Haphazardly, he aimed his wrist at Azrael, shooting off a small fireball from his arm.

Leeroi was excited about the mechanics working, until he noticed that he missed the shot anyways. "Well, ********." He mumbled, staring down at his arm, away from Azrael.

Leeroi is using his Offense B Artifact!
2d6 Deal double damage on this attack, 2x per battle. 1 ongoing damage for all turns after.

saihen

 

[Blasphemoose]

Quote:

Hp:5
items: none
weapon: fists

Azrael fully expected a face full of fire, or at the least he expected a rocket to hit him. The blueblood braced himself for it. Once the charge left Leeroi's arm, Az didn't have any time to actually jump away from it. He looked atLee with his mouth agape slightly. That could have hurt a lot, or been fatal and nobody would actually punish Lee for that.

So, it was already serious, this wasn't just a play fight. Azrael grit his teeth and closed the distance between him and the distracted Leeroi. There wouldn't be a better moment, Azrael brought his arm back, lowering and locking it into place briefly. Without hesitation, the scrawny blueblood threw an upper cut at Lee. He'd thrown too much of his body into it and ended up stumbling a bit into Leeroy as the punch connected.

Kimbley Kitty

biggrin finally got to it. Lets do this again some time!

 

[zeflamigo]

Azrael had gotten the best of him. Thankfully, Leeroi wouldn't realize it in the moment, for as soon as Azrael made contact, Lee went out cold. It might have been expertly timed or angled, or some other excuse, or perhaps Leeroi just had low sugar that day. Either way, the bigger blueblood did not expect to be taken down.

When he awoke later with a pounding headache, he almost felt a pang of pride. Mortis had asked for advice, and Leeroi's advice helped the other one take him out. Considering the scrawny blueblood was not in his immediate surroundings, Leeroi quickly forgave the other for his own defeat. But Leeroi wouldn't give up on the idea of proving himself in a possible rematch.