Raising a rebellion (Medieval fantasy Closed)

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| Akiria | Female | 19 | Shapeshifter | Elf | Spy |
Akiria lifted her head a bit to look at Captain A's, her own icy stare meeting the other female's steel gaze. "Of course. I'll do whatever I can- it would be the least I could do for him." she said. "I promise I won't say anything." the elf added, just in case. There were many surprises for her today, she supposed, though she kept a calm face, filled with determination. Even if she didn't have much of an important position, she would do whatever it took to keep him- and everyone else- safe.

[MacabreSmile]

Prince Malcolm-> Sleepy layabout][Crouching Tiger Hidden Bad*ss}{Tagged: Naomi}
Malcolm smiles. Good, Naomi was like herself now. Brother points for him! "Hey sis, I got an idea!" He announces, ducking behind a tree. A few seconds later in emerges in bird form, flying up high in a tree. This time he resembles a raven... If a raven was the size of a sparrow, had eighteen ruby red eyes, and spikes on its back. He caws and drifts towards his sister. "Try and hit me!"

A-> Personal Guard to an idiot][Captain of many idiots}{Tagged: Akiria, Oromis}
"Thank you for your discretion." A nods, then looks back down at her clipboard, signaling that the conversation is over. She writes more notes down under Vaxas's group before glancing up, noticing a man she recognizes, but does not know. "You are not one of my soldiers." She states, nodding to the man. "Can I be of assistance?"

[passione]

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Vaxas kept his left arm braced over his facial area as his eyes followed Mikayla's movements.
His right arm had shifted so his forearm would cover his chest.
He abruptly took a step closer to her, bringing his knee to his chest.
With one swift movement, his leg jets out behind him, at the same time, twisting his body to give himself a little spin.

His booted foot had been aimed to kick at her stomach— often, the core, or torso of a humanoid would be one of their worst weaknesses. If that hit had landed, he would then move his right arm outward, directing the synovial joint of his wrist to hit hard at her temple.
Not too hard, as that would jostle her beyond comprehension, though hitting the temple was a good tactic to quickly win against your opponents.
Vaxas was checking Mikayla for good reflexes and such, and as of now, she had the stance of a good fighter.

[silverlightcs]

| Akiria | Female | 19 | Shapeshifter | Elf | Spy |
Akiria nodded once and turned away, walking off to the side as to not get in the way. She stood straight, her icy eyes sweeping over the crowd of people as she stood. The elf decided to wait for a little just in case they needed to say anything else. Looking back towards the people around A, she watched Laelynn and stayed nearby. She felt as if she needed to stay around to help the other female, though it wasn't like it was her duty. 'It's not like you trust her or anything..' she thought, though on the inside she had her doubts. Could she say it was like.. friendship? Akiria shook her head with a sigh. 'There you go, being weird again. What's with you?!' she scolded herself, the only outwards sign of it being her eyebrows knitting together a little.

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Mikayla|Female|Civilian|Tagged: Vaxas

Mikayla sidestepped Vaxas' well aimed kick, narrowly missing her. For what would be the hundredth time she thanked fate for her vampirism, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to dodge him. She instantly responded with her own kick, aiming towards his leg, specifically the Uchi Kuro Bushi, or where she assumed it was since his boot covered it up. She didn't put her full strength into the kick, since she wanted to knock him down, not be responsible for breaking his leg.

[passione]

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The world seemed to move in slow motion each time Vaxas leapt into action.
As Mikayla's foot drew nearer and nearer towards his leg, it left him with less and less time to think.
Fighting is about taking risk. To the death, it is my life or yours.
If it is until one remains standing, I will break the rules for you by standing on my hands instead of my feet.
There was obviously a deeper meaning to this particular thought, those were the last words he had properly said to his brother before sending him off to death.

Vaxas jumped, just avoiding the kick before contact. He landed with a backhand-spring before dashing quickly towards Mikayla,
attempting to swing a punch at the side of her head. If that had failed, his secondary attack would be to aim a sweep kick, taking her legs out from underneath her.
After fighting for many years, Vaxas had learned that everyone could not cover absolutely everything with their eyes at once.
He was aiming for her blind spot.
If all else went wrong for him, he was left to improvise.

[balto.]

Mikayla|Female|Civilian|Tagged: Vaxas

Mikayla had done the one thing that had been engraved into her mind to never do. Assume you had won.
She wasn't able to react in time and felt a fist slam into her head. She stumbled back and let her guard down, pressing a hand to where the punch had landed as the pain throbbed and her vision swam. She knew the fight was a lost cause at this point and braced herself for another blow. If she had kept her guard up then maybe she could've dodged his punch, but it was too late for that and she wouldn't be able to recover quick enough for another blow. Vaxas moved too fast.
So much for joining the rebellion and doing something useful.

[Arya22]

Oromis shrugged. "I am a healer. The wisp told me to come to Vaxas to get my group, but as he is busy I decided to come to the second in command." he answered lightly.

Naomi let go of one of the strings, letting the lead ball fly and slam into the tree she had spotted earlier. Then she shook her head at Malcolm. "no. If I do hit you, I could kill you." she said sternly. She walked over to the tree and inspected with contentment the inch deep hole she had put in it. Then she looked back at Malcolm, sorry for her strict tone. "maybe you could try throwing things up?" she proposed more gently.

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His fist had met his target.
Vaxas wasn't too proud of himself, though.
He knew he hadn't overdone it. Years of practice in combat hadn't amounted him to a sympathetic piece of trash, it made him the opposite.

After Vaxas had landed his first and only blow, he stopped, approaching Mikayla.

"You definitely did better than I thought you would've,"
He says. That could be taken as a compliment or an insult, as he had just undermined her strength, while still praising his own skills.
What a self absorbed man.

"Report to Captain A.
She will be one out of three leaders on your team. You are working with her, and two of the royals.
Welcome to the rebellion, I hope I didn't bruise you."

Vaxas was looking forward to train with a few others, though he may lay off the hand to hand combat after this one. He wouldn't want to injure every man or woman he recruited.

[balto.]

Mikayla|Female|Civilian|Tagged: Vaxas, Cory

Mikayla's face showed her feelings for a moment, asking Vaxas why he hadn't beat her into a pulp before quickly returning to her natural glare. Guess he really needed recruits. She didn't find what the commander said insulting, she had heard much worse and she had the feeling that was the closest thing to a compliment she would ever get from him. "Thank you for the honor of letting me join." she said, remembering her manners. She walked back to where her cape and sword were lying and put them back on. She looked back at Vaxas and smirked, showing a small glimpse into her actually feelings. "And don't worry about it, it's just a scratch." With that she left the clearing, briefly nodding at Cory to acknowledge him as she headed back towards the town hall with one hand on her sword's pommel, as always.