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 Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 9:25 am
Needless to say, Seth wasn't happy to see his opponent getting up, let alone walking toward him. He did though, start to find a little bit of strength returning to him, but he knew it wasn't going to be enough to just flat out end the fight. Hear he speak, Seth tried to put on a smile the best he could. "I wouldn't....think anything of the sort..." He kind of blurted out the last word searching for a breath after. Gripping as tight to his fan as he could, Seth just stood there and closed his eyes. He would be open to attack this way, but this was all he could do.
Reaching out with his energy, he made a bubble so to speak around him. This bubble wouldn't effect his opponent in any way, but what he was looking for was wind. Any change in the air would be picked up by this magical bubble, and when it did he would be able to know when the wind was coming through. All Seth could really hope for, was that something would be coming through and soon.
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Posted: Sat Aug 01, 2009 3:32 pm
Bubbles, Jurie was really going to hate them after this fight. So learning from the previous attack she could only think that he was going on the offensive, so rather than charge up and attack him head on she was going to do something a little less direct.
Throw a rock? Well.... something like that.
Her spiritual pressure would drop and the waves of spiritual energy flowing throughout her ceased. With her attributes back to normal she'd feel the weight of her arms drag down a little more, but all the same they were still usable as she'd raise them in the air ever so slight.
A ball of energy would pour between her fingers as those eyes scoured over the opponent, edging just about five feet away before she came to a complete stop. This ball would flicker and crackle like a little fire cracker, sparkling ever so lightly as it came into form, the exterior starting to smooth over into the shape of a rather large, leather ball.
"You did well, Mister Rowan, but its time to end this." She'd call out, almost in a whisper as the ball seemed to solidify, a wave of steam rolling out from her body just moments after. Immediately as this happened she'd drop the ball, her grasp already feeling fairly weak from just holding the damn thing, before she let out a nice little punt of that round leather ball straight towards the bridge of Seth's nose.
Well... assuming that he was still where he was of course. It wasn't like she could see through the steam as it was. All the same she wasn't going to move from that spot unless she heard the ball make contact. So for that split moment she'd only stand and wait.
Nunchaku- Off: 2 Def: 2
Leather Ball- Off: 1 Def: 1
Winds of Battle- Deactivated
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