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discedo_logs2011-02-01 11:05 am
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fighting is organized sanity
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deadlystub and cankillanything
Where: Outside the ports
When: After this thread
Rating: PG-13 -- swearing and violence.
Summary: Whose stronger? A man or a woman? In which Albel tests this theory with Shiki as an acessory (or the other way around.)
the log:
It was cold. As in, a kind of biting cold that would send anybody into a state of unadultered hyperthermia in a span of fifteen minutes. The snow was falling in continuous pace and it did not look like it was letting up any time soon. Not like any of that mattered to Albel, who grudged through the mounds of wintry mix like it was a field of yellow daffodils. Years of training in Airyglyph's horrible blizzards had taught him a valuable lesson - weather must never be a factor in a win or a loss.
And with that, he hoped this she-worm had the luck to learn the art of resiliance or just simply deal with it. Besides, he didn't want an easy win. And he definitely did not want any factors preventing them from relishing in a good, clean duel.
Well, not necassarily 'clean'... but that was a minor detail.
deadlystub and cankillanything Where: Outside the ports
When: After this thread
Rating: PG-13 -- swearing and violence.
Summary: Whose stronger? A man or a woman? In which Albel tests this theory with Shiki as an acessory (or the other way around.)
the log:
It was cold. As in, a kind of biting cold that would send anybody into a state of unadultered hyperthermia in a span of fifteen minutes. The snow was falling in continuous pace and it did not look like it was letting up any time soon. Not like any of that mattered to Albel, who grudged through the mounds of wintry mix like it was a field of yellow daffodils. Years of training in Airyglyph's horrible blizzards had taught him a valuable lesson - weather must never be a factor in a win or a loss.
And with that, he hoped this she-worm had the luck to learn the art of resiliance or just simply deal with it. Besides, he didn't want an easy win. And he definitely did not want any factors preventing them from relishing in a good, clean duel.
Well, not necassarily 'clean'... but that was a minor detail.