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Post by //Yamaneko on Nov 7, 2006 20:26:55 GMT -5
Soujiro ducked, bending forward, then hopped back again. He began tapping his foot again, his sword held in one hand in a lower guard position. "I'd rather not be called a dog," he said with a smile.
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Post by Zoro on Nov 7, 2006 20:29:04 GMT -5
Saito assumed Gatotsu stance yet again. "Then what would you preferred to be called?" Some of the police began to fire pistols at Soujiro.
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Post by //Yamaneko on Nov 7, 2006 20:33:39 GMT -5
Soujiro disappeared again, reappearing behind one of the policemen. He held his sword to his neck and said, "Well, the preference wouldn't matter, considering I can't be staying long, but I go by Tenken no Soujiro." Soujiro kept his blade at the policeman's neck as he carefully watched the others.
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Post by Zoro on Nov 7, 2006 20:49:04 GMT -5
Saito smirked. Taking a lit cigarette from him pocket he attempted to throw it casually away. However, the trajectory would make the burning tobacco land in Soujiro's eyes.
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Post by //Yamaneko on Nov 7, 2006 20:51:41 GMT -5
Soujiro pulled the policeman in front of him. The tobacco attached to the policeman's eyes after he forced him down to his eye level. Soujiro smiled, keeping his hold on the policeman.
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Post by Zoro on Nov 7, 2006 21:06:58 GMT -5
Saito assumed Gatotsu stance again, not seeming to care about the policeman.
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Post by //Yamaneko on Nov 7, 2006 21:19:28 GMT -5
Soujiro turned his sword, skewering the policeman's head from his chin to the top of his head. He then threw the man off of his sword at another policeman, knocking them both over. At this point, all of the bystanders had already fled. Soujiro tapped his foot against the road.
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Post by Zoro on Nov 7, 2006 21:21:37 GMT -5
Saito came at Soujiro with Gatotsu even before he'd killed the policeman.
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Post by //Yamaneko on Nov 7, 2006 21:23:25 GMT -5
Soujiro skewered the policeman again. He positioned the corpse in front of his, taking Saito's hit.
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Post by Zoro on Nov 8, 2006 11:06:29 GMT -5
Saito smirked. "There is nothing my Gatotsu will not pierce!" His thrust went through the mans body and came out his back at Soujiro.
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Post by //Yamaneko on Nov 8, 2006 19:25:11 GMT -5
Soujiro jerked his head to the side. The blade slashed past him, but nicked his cheek. As the blood ran down the side of his face, Soujiro jumped back, leaving the corpse on Saito's sword, and smirked. "Well, I suppose I should stop fooling around now," he said, tapping his foot again.
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Post by Zoro on Nov 8, 2006 20:06:19 GMT -5
Saito kicked the corpse off, and dropped low in a sweeping motion that let his hands brush the sandy ground before assuming Gatotsu stance again. The only difference was that his right hand was balled into a fist rather than a spread out form.
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Post by //Yamaneko on Nov 8, 2006 20:12:31 GMT -5
Soujiro waited, keeping his usual smile on his face.
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Post by Zoro on Nov 8, 2006 20:38:52 GMT -5
As Saito charged with Gatotsu, he attempted to throw sand in Soujiro's eyes right before the thrust.
(ooc: The thing I love about Saito. He's allowed to fight dirty)
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Post by //Yamaneko on Nov 8, 2006 20:45:03 GMT -5
//Lol//
Soujiro disappeared again. He reappeared a good distance behind Saito. His hand covered his eyes as he said, "That...was not very nice." Soujiro took his hand away from his eyes and gave another smile, showing nothng wrong. He shook off his sword, along with the sand on it.
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