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    Oh, speaking of non-canon duels, Cyanic, I never got around to saying this, but sorry for sort of dropping our Kaiju/Mech battle. I suddenly became inactive, and by the time I wasn’t it had been a while. The Silver Sentry is definitely one of the coolest mechs I’ve seen, though. So, yeah, sorry.
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    Max watched the card slowly fly through the air and land on his head, taking it off, he saw what was within. Oh god. He briefly tried to stop himself from internally imploding. Oh well for that attack. Ambrosia was bowing. That would mean she wouldn’t see Max. Max could use that. A stab in the back? It didn’t seem honourable to Max. Suddenly, the crowd quietened, and hushed completely. Max frowned. They were never quiet. He looked at their faces and followed their gaze to Mara, bled out on the arena floor. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No No No No No No No No No NoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNo He didn’t need someone to tell him Mara was gone. And Max had allowed. He’d let his pride get in the way and fought on. Stoking his anger and flaring it, all Max saw was red. She was dead. Dead. Dead. He was angry. And he channeled his rage, his anger, his agility and strength, and swung his knife, trying to stab the bowing Ambrosia in the back. *** Mara was unconcious, but that didn’t stop her life from flashing between her eyes. She was sort of conscious, her body going into triple overtime to keep her alive. But it wasn’t working. Where were the medics? Oh, Mara remembered. They wouldn’t come for her. She was dying. Even though. She saw Master Sheonar, Devaan. She saw her brother, she saw the Seven Day War. She saw every day of her life lived out and repeated. She saw the duel, she saw all the mistakes she’d made, mistakes in life she could’ve avoided. She had regrets. She’d never told Master Sheonar she was the one to steal his favourite pencil. She’d never loved Max enough, she’d never told him how much he meant to her. He never told him that if he ever died, she’d go insane. But he wasn’t dying, and that was the irony. She was dying. She’d discouraged Max from going to this duel. She’d been protective of him. And yet she was the one bleeding out on this forsaken soil. She wondered how Max would do. He would be sad. Understatement. He would be very sad. A tear almost dropped off of her as she realized she would be abandoning him if she died. No, no if. She was. Her vision dimmed, and Mara felt a numbness come over her. She was scared. What was death? Emptiness until eternity? Would she meet all who were dead? Rashan? Her parents? She felt sick. Just her body foghting back, she supposed. But the numbness was growing. The cold, the comfort of sleeping and never getting up. Thoughts barbed her. She wanted to scream, to get up. She couldn’t. She wanted to travel the world, to make new friends. She couldn’t, not anymore. She had so much to do in her life. Potential. She used to have potential. Master Sheonar had said she would be a great fighter, her brother had agreed. She was on the path do doing what she loved. Not anymore. Shouts. Screams, even. Before Mara’s sight went black, she glimpsed people running through the crowd, to her. Medics. Too, late, she thought, numbness filling her completely. They were too late. And in that faint, fleeting light of life shining on her dying soul, Mara closed her eyes one last time. She didn’t pray, but she did say sorry. She took a deep breath. Mara died.
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    “Wait a sec!” Vaisin called to the guy. Jonas? “Sorry, I sorta blanked out. No, you’re not too late. I think. I don’t know. How were you enjoying the Ball?
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    Ambrosia grabbed Max’s staff and pulled, trying to take his weapon. Max tried pulling back, and the two were having a tug of war Max was sure he was going to lose, what with Ambrosia’s pewter. Suddenly, Max let go, hoping Ambrosia’s own force would topple her over. He used the distraction, taking out his glass knife and lunging for her neck.
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    Max was free. Agile. Whatever. He charged, and Ambrosia dodged the hammer head. Rust. She scooped up a dagger of the floor and threw it while running, and Max abruptly rolled to the floor, attempting a duck. His momentum on the roll carried him behind Ambrosia. He’d gotten a bruise from it, but at least it saved his life. Behind Ambrosia, Max knew this was the endgame. Any moment Mara would die. Max had to finish this quick. He jumped at Ambrosia, growling, holding his staff in a two handed grip. He feinted low and then used all his strength to attempt a head shot.
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    Ambrosia dodged, and the dragon moved toward Mara. What? Max thought as he tried catching up. She broke the deal! We weren’t supposed to attack each other’s partners. Sure, one could say Ambrosia didn’t technically attack Mara, but come on. Max knew he wasn’t going to catch up. He was slow in this armour. So he did the only think he could. He brought the hammer down on the chalkling, but most importantly, the ground underneath. The compact soil bursted where the hammer hit, the shockwave displacing the ground where the chalkling was. Would that destroy it? Max didn’t know. He saw Ambrosia picking up a shockhammer. It was her strength. Max thought about his. Agility, quickness, especially with his staff. Holding onto both ends of the hammer, Max used up the last of his Aonic strength to take the handle away from the head. He had a staff! But not agility. His armour kept him slow, but by now it was mostly destroyed anyway. So, Max took it off. There wasn’t much to take off, only a few plates, and Max was quickly done. He smiled, for the first time in battle free. He twirled the staff around his arms and wove it around his head and stuck it in the ground. A makeshift staff, and staffs had always been Max’s strength. He threw the shockhammer head towards Ambrosia (hopefully it would act like a small grenade) and charged.
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    We are... upgrading. We’re about as associated with the DA as Taco Bell is with Tacos. ... Which is a lot. You know what I mean
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    Join the Ghostbloods! Unlike these TUBA people, we would happy accept in our guild with outstretched [=strikethrough] knives [/strikethrough] arms!
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    Vaisin watched as Alum left, suddenly feeling very alone in this place. He knew where he was, obviously. The Cognitive Realm. He just didn’t know how to get out of it. At least he’d met his heroes, he told himself. But just like Alum said, his ‘heroes’ hadn’t done much. But then again, most of them were dead, soo... It just seemed to odd for Vaisin. The plays, the TV shows, they’d made it look so heroic! The Ghostbloods made a mistake by attacking the Worldspike and the DA made a mistake in releasing the Abominations. In the end, it was a problem for everyone and only the promise of Unity could save them. It all seemed so easy. And now, Vaisin has finally got a chance to see some of those very heroes. His only regret was not seeing the Devaan Sheonar at the Ball. Oh well, always next time.
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    Max strided forward. He’d taken up a defensive position before, and luckily the shockhammer wasn’t too heavy in his armoured hands. Taking another stride, he saw the glove fly towards him and batted it away, holding up his hammer for a swing. The dragon chalkling crawled up his leg but Max was ready. He’d taken his Riot off of Atticus and focused it on the chalkling. Fear. Terror. It got a few scratches on Max, but luckily nothing fatal as it started to back off. Max kept the Riot, refocusing another one on Ambrosia. He was using up way too much Nicrosil, making the Zinc far more powerful than it needed to be, but after Atticus, this much emotional Allomancy felt good. Addictive. One more step forward, andax tried to get Ambrosia in a hold, swinging his hammer. Hopefully it would hit her.
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    ...just fight them enough they stop living
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    Max stopped at a few paces to Ambrosia just as Mara fell. “Hey,” He said softly. Mara was unconscious. Vulnerable. It was rare to see her like that. Max didn’t want her to die. “You’re friend’s unconscious, my sister’s unconcious. Can we agree not to hit each other’s unconscious partners and just fight between us?” He got in a defensive position.
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    Vaisin saw everyone running, and then he saw the Mustbeabers. “Aw, hell.” He started shaking, grabbing onto the person he was talking to’s arm. “Man,they have Hemalurgy! And they want to convert me. I’m scared, dude. Is there any way you could hide me or something?” @MetaTerminal
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    Sign me up as Itiah XII!
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    Vaisin laughed when the man was surprised everyone was alive. “Well, of course everyone’s alive! We wouldn’t want to kill anyone. The only thing that could was the Snope and that wasn’t even meant -” Vaisin stopped himself. Hopefully he hadn’t said too much. “But, yeah, I’m enjoying it too. I met a couple of my idols today. Like we saw each other. I mean, like, I saw them, you know? Dunno if they saw me though. But it is enjoyable indeed. Did you know some people here served in the Seven Day War? My heroes. Who are yours?”
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    Max jabbed the staff, and the hammer sent him a few steps backwards as he let go, forced to leave the staff in Atticus’ face. That was annoying. Atticus himself seemed to be on the brink of death, it seemed Max’s mental attack had been slowly chipping away at him. Atticus brought out two lenses, and put them on. One filled Max’s head with pain, but it was lost among the pain Max already felt Rioting. He knew this pain was physical, though, and so Max tried his best to get out of Atticus’ line of sight, picking up the shockhammer and running away to Ambrosia. Hopefully his brain damage to Atticus would finish him off. But there was another feeling, too. Shame. It was unnatural, and Max could see how it stood out like a sore thumb against his feelings, but still, he felt it. As he tried to dart out of Atticus’ sight, the shame ebbed and flowed, but Max could still feel it. He stretched his defensive Aons. Hopefully they’d be able to keep him from hurting too much. But the shame was there, and the pain. Max hoped that, between the help of his armour and his dodging of Atticus’ line of sight, he would be able to survive to see Atticus die. He was almost to Ambrosia. That was when she punched Mara. *** It was fun, in its own, twisted way. Mara had the upper hand. She was pushing Ambrosia around an invisible box, and she could feel herself grow more confident, despite the state of her and her armour. Her chestplate was damaged, her helmet seemed broken, pieces of her shinplates (not to be confused with Shin plates) lay on the ground, and one of her gauntlets was gone. The other was still there, though, glowing red, recharged. As Mara pushed Ambrosia around, she almost didn’t realise the fact that Ambrosia had released a line, and had currently rolled in front of Mara. She attempted a punch, and Mara could see her weapon thing glinting in the light. Mara knew she was would be hit. She knew that no matter how she moved, Ambrosia was faster this time. The only thing she could count on was Ambrosia being to dizzy to hit straight, but she doubted it. She was going to be hit. She knew it. The least Mara could do was return the favour. As the electric weapon swung through the air, Mara stepped into it, bringing up her own Aon Sheo fist as she swung at Ambrosia’s face from close distance. Hopefully both punches would land their target. @Archer @Ark1002 Edited
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    Vaisin wandered away. “Hey,” He said to a passerby. “Nice Ball, isn’t it?” @MetaTerminal
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