Jun 8, 2017 13:36:42 GMT -5
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Jun 7, 2017 1:13:33 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 7, 2017 1:13:33 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]His efforts would not go undone initially, as Seneca would uproar in applauding him. Giving the friendly whistle to boot, which gave Mustang a smirk as he settled. His eyes drifting down to his hands as he played bait, the wait almost deafening if not for the ladies chatting in the distance. His tongue began to roll and chew as he awaited the sudden attack, the mundane silence beginning to scratch at his anxiety.
He was right in his own belief that moving around the city would have been more efficient. The deafening would be snipped short as in the faint distance above him, he heard a small click. Within the exact second, Mustang tucked his neck and rolled his body forward. In a single motion drawing his sword from his backside as a arrow came sailing towards where he once sat. In ironic timing, he pulled his sword as he caught two large blade come crashing in to his right side. "They're-" He was cut off from giving a warning as he tumbled from the impact.
The raven haired male was unable to speak, focusing all of his efforts on not getting hit as he evaded two of the assassin robots. His feet dancing as he dodged another metallic arrow from above, all the while avoiding the heavy swings of two blades. The shapes were distinctly humanoid, but the glowing red eyes gave it away that this is what they were looking for. Mustang grew frustrated as he could not get a hit in, preoccupied with trying to live. His backing away soon found himself bumping into cold steel, dodging away from it instinctively. Thankfully as well, as it was yet another robot preparing to enter combat with him. Three versus one, he had to get back to the ladies at his side. However they sure were making it tough on him. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 7, 2017 19:41:33 GMT -5
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Jun 7, 2017 18:34:52 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 7, 2017 18:34:52 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya laid there in a dazed, non-responsive stupor as if she had been rocked by a heavy blow to her chin. The Slayer groaned, holding a hand to her head as she slowly sat herself up. Her head was still pounding from the attack and her vision was bleary when she had opened her eye to familiarize herself with reality again. It wasn't until she had heard her name called that she snapped back to her usual self, shaking off what was left of her fatigue. Her attention drew to Skadi first, noticing that two of the killer robots were present. When she turned to check on Mustang, he was in a tight spot with fending off three of the five.
Cursing under her breath, Anya swiped for her sword, rushing herself back into battle, though stopped. She looked back and forth between the two of them unsure of who to prioritize. Both looked to have a handle yet, she worried that neither could keep it up long enough. God fucking damn it. It was difficult, but Anya made a dash towards Mustang. Having fought with Skadi in the past, she knew that she needn't worry about the woman. Not even a fucking army could take down that one.
"Heads up!" she shouted out, dodging a swing from one of the assassins to close the gap between them. Honing on the mark from Insignia, Anya held her breath to let loose a heavy slash, knocking back the robot a short distance. "It's a party now." Anya grinned, tapping the back of her sword on her shoulder. "Need a hand, cowboy?"
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Jun 8, 2017 10:43:32 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 8, 2017 10:43:32 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"]  [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] Skadi was broken from her mount in one blow, but she had reared up the kitsune to take the majority of the force for her. The woman skidded back, her face finally breaking into a full grin now that the fight had begun. When she glanced back over her shoulder to see Mustang fighting three of them, she almost called for Anya to go and help him, but the woman was already on it. She pushed away the strange feeling that left her with to process later; it was strategically for the best. She barely glanced back in time to dodge another massive strike from the bigger robot she was facing, raising up enforcer to block a swift series of cutting attacks from the lithe one. She had noticed something that bothered her, though, and she pushed in aggressively between her two attackers to raise up glacial teeth, the icicles jutting up through the ground and piercing through the legs of the bigger one and pinning the lithe one, if only for a moment. She smiled as a chill raced up to coat their bodies, backing up now that she had earned herself some temporary space in the summer's heat. With that out of the way, she turned to raise her hand towards the archer still perched on the buildings above them. The air around her chilled again, sharp spikes of ice beginning to form around her before she sent the series of icicles straight through the air towards the archer. She did not stand to watch and see if hailstone rain reached its target and knocked the monster off of its perch or not, instead turning back and cutting through the air with enforcer as the temporary immobility began to wear off of her current opponents. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Jun 8, 2017 20:58:18 GMT -5
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Jun 8, 2017 14:05:55 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 8, 2017 14:05:55 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]The fight was intense for a few short moments, his sword doing most the work. His feet were constantly moving in reverse, unable to make a swing or find a way to calm himself to think of better strategy. The biggest of the robots was slowly, and yet its attack missed him by only a few mere inches. The other engaging him swiftly raised it's blades, a hit it would have guaranteed if not for Anya running in to save him.
The pale women was able to do what he could not, making some breathing room. Just something to be able to steady his positioning. A flash of a smile appeared on his face, the nickname of Cowboy felt oddly fitting for him. "Yep! Now would be-" He cut himself short as he shifted past the greataxe from the larger robot. "Now would be great." Mustang said with a reaffirmed grip on his sword, his focus turning to the largest of the five. Hopefully his hot spring partner would be able to take out the other.
His eyes wouldn't even notice that Skadi had aimed for the archer someone above them. The effect would be hard in the dark night light of Izanagi anyway. His sword creating sparks as this moment he would clash with the largest of the bunch. His strength seemingly matched, until he felt the inhuman force begin to assert itself. Drawing himself away from it's axe, creating a rippling crack in the concrete floor of the alleyway. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 8, 2017 14:38:22 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 8, 2017 14:38:22 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya let Mustang handle the big robot while her attention turned to the other two. With Skadi dealing with skinny one and archer, she was left with the two who were more bulky on the top. One had twin katanas in hand and the other looked to be just like her -- a brawler. That was perfect. She switched her stance, standing with her back to Mustang's though, not touch to touch to give the defender some room. If anything should happen, she was right behind him -- literally.
Grinning from ear to ear, Anya ran up close to the twin swords bot all nice and close to lash out with her blade. She was soon disappointed by the lack of damage done thanks to the robot guarding itself with one sword while swinging with the other. Anya guarded that blow herself with her gauntlet as the impact struck her down. It was heavy, though not enough to get her on one knee. The Slayer gritted her teeth as it became a battle of strength now with both sides pushing against each other.
Difference was she had stamina and not enough to keep the damn thing at bay forever. Still, she was stubborn and refused to ask for any help even with two defenders available. She could handle this; no problem. Using more strength than necessary, Anya had begun to overpower the robot steadily pushing it back with nothing but brute force. A victorious laugh erupted from her as the hunk of metal and steel had begun to skid back from her persistent advance. Having been so focused on a single opponent, she had neglected the second.
A single fist had found it's way to her side, smashing into her rib cage. It hurt like a motherfucker. Anya had to bite down on her lip to force down the pained screams. In her position, she didn't have much of a choice but to eat any blows coming her way. [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 7/10] ♦ mustang & skadi ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 8, 2017 19:19:51 GMT -5
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Jun 8, 2017 19:14:26 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 8, 2017 19:14:26 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"] [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] There. Skadi glanced back to see the archer no longer on his perch, assuming he had been knocked onto the ground or at least stunned by her attack. She barely stepped back in time to avoid a punch from the big robot, parrying an attack from the smaller one and slicing into it with her shield. She watched the assassin's health go into the red as it darted back before diving right back into her space. She grimaced; she supposed it didn't have to worry about death if its bulkier allies could always just revive it. Must be nice. When Skadi glanced over her shoulder at Anya, she bristled to see her being wailed on, the defender she'd trusted her with having a hell of a time of keeping his own skin safe. "Just what kind of defender are you?" She yelled across the distance. "You're supposed to keep her safe, not the other way around!" Was she going to have to do everything around here? Just as quickly, she took a blow from the bulkier monster she hadn't been paying enough attention to block, knocking her back and closer to them before she caught her footing with a hiss. She wanted to run to Anya, but as things were, she would just be bringing more trouble their way. It was a tough decision, but one she would need to make soon if the other defender couldn't pull his own weight. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Jun 9, 2017 23:15:09 GMT -5
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Jun 8, 2017 23:39:27 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 8, 2017 23:39:27 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]Things were all well and good, for the sake of how bad it could have been. He was still intact after the initial assault of the three on one. He may have been made to take damage as a defender and all, didn't mean that he had to like it. That is why as he began to isolate himself, focusing on taking the big guy. He thought that with Anya by his side, that his defense passive would give her some safe guarding. However despite his best efforts to look out for his companion, she would take a hit from the sword robot. And immediately following that, her guild leader would say something unnerving.
Claiming that it had been her defending him, and not the other way around. He had taken his eyes away from his friend for one moment and the robot got a lucky hit on her...and suddenly she put the blame on him. The expression on Mustang began to sour, his anger and own sense of moral darkening in a instant. "Well fucking fine. I'll be the meat shield!" He shouted in a tone unlike anything that Anya had ever heard.
The simmering heat began to emanate from the charcoal haired as all three assassin robots turned towards him. His taunt had done it's job as the three that initially attacked him began to pelt him with attacks. The likes of which would be hard to watch as they all three slashed and tore apart his body. Arrows began to rain down once again as he continued to take the hits. The attacks would sting as he let himself pause until they all began to encircle him.
All except for the archer who remained above it's perch. With the stacks and various buffs, Mustang knuckles turned white around his sword taking a wide swing, carving a fair chunk out of the larger one. The swing continued through as he blasted through the entire neck of what was the robot with two swords. He remained planted in the same position, his teeth gritted in frustration as his own health dwindled even still after the entire assault he had to take to deal that damage. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 0:05:32 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 0:05:10 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 9, 2017 0:05:10 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya didn't shake when Mustang's voice had raised in anger from Skadi's sharp words. She couldn't blame him for the reaction. The Vanadis knew how to get under skin without meaning to and as much as she would have liked to play mediator, she was in no condition to. The hits were heavy, however dealt significantly less damage than she had guessed. It didn't lessen the pain of being pummeled in the sides, sending searing pain through her with each hit. If not for her background, she was sure that it would have taken the average player down with ease. To her, it was something she was getting reacquainted with and just readjusting to after so long.
Ah, fuck.
Anya shut her eyes to brace herself for another fist that she could have sworn was headed her way again. Seconds passed to reveal that Mustang had intervened when she peeked. The Slayer let out a relieved breath, allowing herself to deal with the pain mentally as Mustang put in some legwork. The robots were cleaved cleanly with one large swing, leaving them in the red. Anya frowned, aware that they needed to to kill all five at once, but how?
"You had taunted them right? Think you can do that again if we get them close?" she asked quickly. A plan was beginning to form now and it was clear that it was possible. Anya turned to call out to Skadi, making sure they were on the right page or at least, the best they could manage. "Get them low and bring them over here." Anya paused, adding in, "I'm also fine! Don't worry." It was hard to tell how much reach Mustang had on his skill, but if they were lucky, one swing may just be enough for all five. [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [8/10] ♦ mustang & skadishitpost desu [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 18:22:26 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 9, 2017 18:22:26 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"] [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] She had gotten under his skin, and he was angry, but she could not be bothered to care. Angry men were something she'd dealt with her entire life, and a temper tantrum was the least of her worries in the situation they were in as long as he would pull through. Well, yes, she thought. "That is our job." She called back, not caring if that sounded cold. It was the truth as far as she could tell. Anya's idea was music to her ears; finally, an actual plan. Skadi broke into a grin as she sidestepped an attack, allowing the smaller robot to pelt into her side so that she could step inward on the bulky robot's space and cut through with an attack of her own. He had already been in the yellow, and it brought him a bit lower, but not quite in the red. What she was most worried about was the archer, only alerted to his continued presence above when an arrow flew past her. She shrugged off the damage from the lithe robot's bladed cuts, glaring at the creature that was already in the red. It was clear he was as frail as he was to put her in the same dilemma she was in now; letting him last was hazardous, but killing him was useless. Certain she had the attention of at least those two, she stepped backward into a frost stride, speeding towards the rest of the group, ramming straight towards the group of robots and aiming for the biggest of those around her party. She didn't bother to look over her shoulder to know that the other two were fast on her heels, the smaller one darting after her while the larger one broke into a charge. She wasn't worried. If Mustang couldn't handle them when they arrived, she would do her best to finish them off in time. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Jun 10, 2017 22:29:51 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 23:51:06 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 9, 2017 23:51:06 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]The claymore did a significant amount of damage to the two of the robots bring them low. However that was not enough, the other defender had done a fair amount of damage. They had one issue still to play and that was the archer robot. It remained in it's perch above them, seemingly untouchable for the moment. It was the one issue in the rather well thought out plan that came from Anya. His eyes unmoving from the assassins that glowed in red health "We need to get that archer here as well! Or some really good timing." He shouted to his two teammates, specifically to the other defender who had sent a attack to the pesky archer.
The entire range of his skill that had knocked both of the bots into the red was up to the length of his sword. Which was big enough to catch all four of them if they could get together. The issue was now just closing the gap and hoping Skadi had enough output to be able to slay the archer. Although she had gotten under his skin, he had to suck it up to get the bounty finished, and that meant coordinating with the ice queen.
His gritted his teeth and dug in his heels to the concrete. Allowing Skadi to skip right into close proximity of them, finally all three of them were together. The tension was thick as he spoke once again to his teammates. "I need someone to take out that archer, and right now!" He commanded as he deflected the attacks as best as they could, continuing to whittle down his health bar in to orange. He would leave it up to the two of them to figure out as he prepared another taunt, before starting a follow up all around swing that should end the fight. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 10, 2017 17:41:41 GMT -5
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Jun 10, 2017 17:40:49 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 10, 2017 17:40:49 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya was glad to hear that Mustang could get behind the idea and was vocal about getting their targets in place. Glancing at his health bar, she could tell that there wasn't much time left to waste with Mustang hitting his limit soon. It wouldn't do him any good for her to intervene and take on the two robots he was already fending off. What was there for her to do? Anya bit her bottom lip, turning her attention over to Skadi approaching them with the others making four robots present. It was lucky that the other two were worn down as low as the ones trying to beat on their other defender. Yeah, this would work.
"Skadi, tag out!" Anya shouted out, raising her arm up to extend a hand, anticipating the touch should her leader choose to switch her into battle. Anya knew it herself that she didn't have any ranged abilities now with her health low. Their best bet was leaving it to the Vanadis to time her attack at the exact moment of the Claymore's swing. At the very least, Anya was willing to keep the robots on Skadi's heels busy enough for her to do something about the archer bot looming above them. It would all come down to the three of them placing their faith in each other now. [attr="class","skills"]SYNERGY: allies can swap places with the slayer if they initiate the switch through touching their hand to the player's palm. if the ally switches the slayer into combat, the slayer can counter the first move used by the opponent. [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 9/10] ♦ skadi & mustangsynergy desu [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 10, 2017 18:12:56 GMT -5
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Jun 10, 2017 18:10:42 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 10, 2017 18:10:42 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"] [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] Skadi was hardly one to take orders from those she didn't respect, on the verge of making a sharp comment about being the only one capable when she saw Mustang's health bar change color and her mouth formed a thin line. "On it." It was, after all, clear that between all of them she was the only one with a ranged attack. It would all come down to her, and although she had chipped away some at the archer's health, she was going to need to make short work of it. Not exactly her favorite way to handle things, but there was no way around it. Disappointing. She wasted no time in switching out her shield in her inventory with her bow, and though she frowned she didn't hesitate to reach out and tag out with Anya, hands touching and switching their places. There was a hissed, "Only because I trust you not to do something stupid," but there was no further time to wasted in argument as she had already readjusted her stance and raised her hand to set off another hailstone rain against the archer. It seemed like a frail thing. She should be able to pull it off, she'd just need to push everything she had into these last couple of seconds of the battle. "It's almost ready." She announced, knowing there was little time for almost as she drew back her bow's drawstring and fired off several basic attacks in as quick succession as she was able. The moment she was off of the cooldown on her ranged skill, she would spam it again with an announcement of "Now," well aware that the health bars of the other robots were low enough that the other two were probably waiting on her move. All of her focus was on the archer, rather than the other two. Much as she loathed to do it, she had to allow them control over their own portions of the fight. There was only one way to tell if it would be enough. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Jun 10, 2017 23:54:54 GMT -5
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Jun 10, 2017 23:54:07 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 10, 2017 23:54:07 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]The hits were beginning to drain the strength from Mustang, his reactions wouldn't show it. The sound of metal against metal as he did his hardest to stall as the other two go into position. His teeth gritted tightly, bearing them against the attacks from all angles. If not for the occasional wince of pain as he couldn't defend from every angle. His taunt had done its work and now not only was their the two from before, but the other two that had previously focusing on Skadi turned their attention to him.
Perhaps the only upside in the last remaining moments of the fight was that with each hit that he could not defend, it made him stronger. With every bit of strength needed to finish all four off when Anya's guild leader gave the signal. His eyes flared in anger as she spoke that it was almost time. The last of the charchoal man's health chipped away till it became flashing red, he could hardly wait. Giving in to the anxiety as he began the start up of his swing, just as Skadi spoke the word now. In a flash of cold steel, Mustang roared giving a full wind up into his swing, cleaving all four of the fearsome bodies in half. If the ice queen had done her job right, then the fight was over. No real words would be spoken from Mustang as his sword crashed harshly to the ground. "Fucking hell..." He whispered to himself as he looked over to the rest of his group. At least the job was done now. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/Zof0evC.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#9B93B8;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#9B93B8[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 11, 2017 0:09:35 GMT -5
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Jun 11, 2017 0:09:11 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 11, 2017 0:09:11 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya held her breath when Skadi had touched her hand, initiating the switch immediately. As the robots had come down on her with a hard swing, one swift exaggerated movement of her sword would be enough to control them. The Slayer countered the basic attacks to reposition herself. With Skadi behind her, she had to do her best to protect the defender for once, keeping the aggro of the two on herself. Unlike last time, Anya was fairing much better with two opponents. She kept her attention sharp, parrying attacks from one robot with her gauntlet and the other with her sword. It was difficult, but she knew that she didn't have to keep it up much longer.
Anya relaxed herself, focusing on the two in front of her while her teammates did their part. The Slayer grinned when the countdown had announced the end. Not wanting to get in Mustang's way, Anya let herself fall back as the man's swing had cleaved through all four robots with ease, leaving a clear gash on their bodies before they disappeared. Just a moment before she had hit the ground from her fall, she turned just in time to catch sight of Skadi's shot at the archer.
From the woman's form to her expression -- she was a work of art.
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Jun 11, 2017 0:43:41 GMT -5
Post by skadi on Jun 11, 2017 0:43:41 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"] [attr="class","kikan1"][attr="class","kikan2"] It had worked. It was only through sheer luck that everything had pulled together without more coordination. Skadi frowned as she watched the archer burst into pixels at the same time she saw more out of the corner of her eye. Adjusting her stance to stand tall with the bow in hand, she glanced over to check and make sure the other defender wasn't part of them. She couldn't be sure without looking; it was clear he had been out of his league. There should have been more communication, or things should have been left to her. One or the other. There was no changing the past, though. What was done was done, and there was no need for further input if she was unlikely to ever see him again. She glanced over at Anya, the one who had brought this stranger into her party, her thoughts coming to a halt at the way she was being looked at. Skadi could place a guess, now, at what it meant. But could Anya? She tore her gaze away, snapping her fingers to summon her kitsune mount. "Your friend looks like he needs a drink. Or four. You should have fun." She said, mounting the creature without waiting for a response. "You've earned it." Anya could safely consider her 'grounding' over with. They both needed the space. With a firm hand, Skadi turned the kitsune and left without further notice. Whether or not Anya took up Skadi's idea or had entirely different plans for her new freedom wasn't for the guild leader to know. Skadi just had to pray she wouldn't regret her decision later. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/uzUEhYW.jpg);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan1 b]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][newclass=.kikan2 i]color: #82B5D2;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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