*You see them simply cut your hands, and swing back to me*
Final Aod Shiina: You see, these blades aren't made from the souls or spirits from others. It instead was given to me by my one surperior. I wasin't supposed to use it until It was bsolutely nessary, as it would collet souls from other humans nearby. Fortuneately, we're in your realm.
*Swing one blade over my shoulder. other one pointing towards you.*
(I stated previously that I control ALL spirits and souls that enter this realm and that my defenses are absolute. But I'll let it slide for the sake of the RP.)
*the mention of God giving you something that Death didn't get sparks a nerve*
Death: You think that just because you got a pair of nifty looking swords, you're better than me!? That's what this fight is all about isn't it!? You want to prove a point, huh! YOU WANT TO PROVE A POINT!? TAKE MINE!
*Draws scythe and dashes at you*
*Lol, envy....*
Final Aod Shiina: *Dashes back at you, maintaining composure*
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Entering Rp mode. State your attack exactly how you do it. Your opponent will do the same. After your opponent goes, state how it makes you react, weather taking the hit or conter attacking.
Death utilizes his scythe like a halberd in order to ad more power to his blows andattacks furiously and relentlessly. He starts with a slash coming from your lower left and then turns around quickly, manipulating the scythe skillfully so before even a second passes after the first strike, another one comes from your lower left. He will repeat these steps infinitely unless he is halted by receiving a hit, being stopped completely by restricting the movement of the scythe or is dodged by being jumped over.
Shiina hrows his left ghost blade about two feet away from your scythes range. He aims it at your upper half, and uses aura to controll it while in mid'air. You notice my left hand keeps twitching, and every time i move my hand, the blade changes motion. I move my right blde in front of me, protecting my hest area and lower. (I thought about juming over it, but that would be part of your plan.)
(My only plan if you jumped over it would be to turn around and stare at you like Kevin Heart's grandfather.)
*the scythe deflects the thrown sword into the air and behind me. When you order the sword to come back, the souls patterning my cloak catch it and attempt to coax the spirits making up the sword to join them. Meanwhile, the constant, consistant and unrelenting slashes of my scythe begin to overwhelm your defense*
Arai: *out in her garden*
Saki: *hugs you from behind*
(Ill stop you right there. I said it was coming FROM not AT)(........Oh)
*When you move your scythe up to deflect my blade (since you said you where slashing at the lower half of my body-
(Ill stop you right there. I said it was coming FROM not AT)
.... HOW THE HELL DOES THAT MAKE ANY SENSe?
Arai: hey Saki
*smiles slightly*
Saki: How you've been holding up?
(The slash was coming FROM your lower left, fool. It was an upward slash, imbecile!)
Arai: I've been ok....