The Bride
- Masterful Virgin -
It's mercy, compassion, and forgiveness I lack; not rationality. %\1\%
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Post by The Bride on Jan 25, 2007 22:13:45 GMT -5
((I hope my boyfriend knows kung fu...))
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Post by Sydney on Jan 25, 2007 22:19:55 GMT -5
((Ahahah! Oh man...that reminds me of the season 2 bloopers. Vartan: "I KNOW KUNG FU!" ;D))
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The Bride
- Masterful Virgin -
It's mercy, compassion, and forgiveness I lack; not rationality. %\1\%
Posts: 11
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Post by The Bride on Jan 25, 2007 22:21:07 GMT -5
((He he. But really, I doubt Booth knows what he's getting into here.))
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Post by Sydney on Jan 25, 2007 22:22:07 GMT -5
((*Sniffle* You have so much faith in me! *hugs* )
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The Bride
- Masterful Virgin -
It's mercy, compassion, and forgiveness I lack; not rationality. %\1\%
Posts: 11
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Post by The Bride on Jan 25, 2007 22:27:27 GMT -5
((Well, let's bring on the fight scene!))
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Post by Sydney on Jan 25, 2007 22:28:34 GMT -5
((Man...she's not on though! *Cries/gets to work on the fight scene* ))
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Post by John Wilkes Booth on Jan 28, 2007 14:52:33 GMT -5
"Don't move," John said coldly, pressing his pistol roughly to her neck. "On your knees."
As Sydney slowly lowered herself to her knees, john hissed "Drop your gun."
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Post by Sydney on Jan 28, 2007 14:54:58 GMT -5
Sydney paused then lowered her gun and tossed it backwards, a few feet behind him. He turned and glanced at the gun and Sydney swung her arm around, hitting his arm, moving the then gun away from herself. He was caught off guard and Sydney took this into her advantage by turning from her still half-seated position and kicking him in the stomach. Booth fell backwards, Sydney immediately got up; he followed suit.
Booth tried to raise the gun that is still in his hand but Sydney whipped around and disarmed him with another kick. She swung her other leg to kick him again but he caught it and punched her hard in the stomach. As Sydney reacts to the hit, Booth threw a punch aimed at her face but Sydney quickly deflects it with her arm. He instantly kicked his knee up ward, getting her in the back; Sydney braced herself on the table. He grabbed her shirt from the back, trying to pull her back to finish her off but Sydney got a hold of an iron sconces, slammed it into his face: once directly in the center and the other across his jaw.
Booth fell back, bracing his fall on another table full of props. He turned around, kicked upward in the middle of a turn, knocking the sconces out of Sydney’s hands. Sydney faltered and Booth reached out, taking a hold of a knife. With it, he whiped around and slashed at her. He missed as Sydney jumped backwards. Booth came at her again with a lunge; Sydney jumped out of the way, sending Booth careening into a shelve of wigs due to the force of his own lunge.
But he quickly recovered and Sydney noticed that the knife still hadn’t fell out of his grip. She grabbed an armor breast-plate and blocked another dive with the knife by slamming it into his wrist. The knife then fell with a clank and Sydney kicked him again in the abdomen while blocking another potential blow with the piece of armor. Booth stumbled back but a punch quickly ensued from him. Sydney blocked again; Booth flinched, Sydney swung the breast-plate trying to hit his head but he blocked, seized the piece of armor out of her hand and tossed it away. Grabbing her buy the shirt, he flung her into a corner of the room and then swung his foot around, attempting to kick her in the face. Sydney ducked and Booth missed. Sydney quickly seized a dusty, old bottle from the floor and held onto it with one hand as she deflected two punches with the other. Sydney then brought the bottle swinging upwards, doing a vicious uppercut. Booth staggered and Sydney kicked him in the stomach, sending him further backwards into the room near the weapon rack. Then, Sydney jumped in the air, whipped around her leg and, with a rounded kick to the face, she finished him off.
...Or so she thought.
She loomed over the seemingly unconscious body as she caught her breath. After a moment, she turned, took a few steps toward the door and bent to pick up her gun...
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Post by Shira on Jan 28, 2007 18:55:09 GMT -5
((...Wow. ))
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Post by Diana on Jan 28, 2007 20:21:24 GMT -5
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Post by Shira on Jan 28, 2007 20:31:32 GMT -5
((That is just amazing!))
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Post by Sydney on Jan 28, 2007 22:31:47 GMT -5
((*Worships* ;D))
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The Bride
- Masterful Virgin -
It's mercy, compassion, and forgiveness I lack; not rationality. %\1\%
Posts: 11
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Post by The Bride on Jan 29, 2007 15:39:09 GMT -5
((Should I rescue you? *Considers his OOC moment stating that Shira is hotter* Enjoy the emergency room, sucka.))
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Post by Sydney on Jan 29, 2007 18:29:19 GMT -5
((Ahahaha! XD Something's about to happen...just watch/read/anticipate. ))
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Post by Irene on Jan 29, 2007 20:15:35 GMT -5
((Alright. *Sharpens sword*. Wonder where Johnny is, anyway.))
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