Post by Sir Kerag on Sept 14, 2011 19:42:09 GMT -5
Kerag watched the quick Kitten come, and still pressing his back against Margrett, held the shaft of his axe and thrust it behind him and over Margrett, hopefully putting the weapon within her trajectory of descent
She gave a worried look as the blade came in contact with the axe. Not quite ready to just give up, she parried the blow by placing her free hand on her arm and pushing it away with all her might, allowing the force created to send her into the air once more. Twirling her body with grace, she allowed a leg to fly free, hoping it'd hit... something.
Grayell had followed her every movement and as she recoiled for another attack, he decided that the two armored lugs should part ways. Forcefully. He kept close, the rope slack enough and then, with a step that became a shove, rammed Kerag with a shoulder.
Post by Sir Kerag on Sept 14, 2011 20:45:15 GMT -5
Kerag braced himself, not wanting to move if he didn't have to as he watched the Commander step and ram against him, moving him away from the Captain, shuffling his feet to maintain balance. He skidded to a halt, grinning at Gray. He swung the axe around his head in circular motions, a loud WHOOSH cutting through the air with every rotation, bringing the weapon high above his head and slamming the axe downwards at Gray.
With her sudden spin kick ignored, she shot a disappointed look at the two. Landing with her off hand touching the ground, she leaps back towards Grayell and figure out a better coordination against the two.
The wind up was a little.. grand and his weapon was slower than it should be. A crap tonne of power of course... Grayell slipped to the side and let the axe crash into the roof beneath them. He lifted his foot and placed it on the haft and looked at Kerag with a grin.
Two handed weapon huh? Yeah about that...
Grayell sneered as he ducked in. His fingers waved right by Kerag's eye and as the Orc leaned back on instinct, Grayell elbowed him in the gut. Laughing, he pounced back and scooped Talia up, lifting her to sit on his shoulder. She didn't weigh a lot. He stepped back, still grinning and looked up at her.
Post by Sir Kerag on Sept 14, 2011 23:25:55 GMT -5
Kerag groaned, all the air knocked out of his system from the the Commander's blow. He kept his back against Margrett, finally beginning to breath again, his adrenaline pumping faster, rushing over his senses. He was slow with all his gear and heavy weaponry together, a real powerhouse but to what end if he couldn't land a blow? Of course the Commander was far more experienced than he was, a fact he could just feel when he fought him. It was somewhat unnerving, but exciting all at once. He tilted his head at Margrett.
Overhearing Margrett's thoughts, she winced a little. She was stronger than that... and she was going to prove it. Looking to Grayell, she nodded.
"I... I don't think so either... S... so..."
Releasing herself from Grayell's gentle grip, she gave a resolute look to the Captain and Kerag, raising her voice a little as she spoke.
"W... we'll make them... g... get serious...!"
She turned back to give him a nod, signaling him to be ready. Slowly, she lowered herself to the ground, sheathing her sword as she did so. Placing her hands onto the roof, she got into a sprinting position, and rushed towards them, all of her limbs propelling her faster and faster. Focusing on Margrett, she leaped towards her, stretching out her arms. As tight as she could, she attached herself to the upper part of her body as her head came close to Margrett's. She blushed furiously, but knew she had to do this. Closing her eyes, she whispered.
.... and that is when he moved. Like a shot, Grayell was already behind Talia and sprung off a box, throwing the rope in between Margrett and Kerag. He landed on their opposing side, broke to Margrett's side and with a snatch of his arm, scooped Talia up. He dropped back, their rope around Margrett's waist and with both he and Talia's hands on the rope they heaved, yanking her forward....
That surprised her. She almost dropped her hammer as the cathian leaped onto her and kissed her. Surprise and disgust and joy flashed through her brain in a split second, then left as Tallia was pulled away, for a moment leaving Margrett disappointed there wasn't more. That distracted her, letting Gray pull on the rope and knock her over, flat onto her face. She sputtered and lifted herself up a little bit, glaring at the two.