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Post by Jaina Hudson on Aug 4, 2013 14:36:16 GMT
The carbon steel of the blade gave a little, but didn't quite snap. The third man had faith in the strength of his blade, as the smoke began to dissipate. The second man straightened, recovering his breath, before striking again while he was distracted.
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Post by Bruce Wayne on Aug 4, 2013 14:38:31 GMT
Bruce was hit and sent staggering. He rolled to create some distance and whipped a batarang at the swordsman.
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Post by Jaina Hudson on Aug 4, 2013 14:54:53 GMT
The batarang hit the blade of the sword, knocking it out of the guy's hand, while the third man pulled his blade free. However, it had bent quite a distance, and the recoil from it snapping straight sent his blade flying too, stabbing through the trunk and missing Rabbit by centimeters. It was enough to jar her from her thoughts, and she mumbled, moving back away from the blade.
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Post by Bruce Wayne on Aug 4, 2013 14:57:18 GMT
Bruce rushed them. He dove for the one he had hit with his batarang, aiming an elbow strike for the head. From there he fired his grappling gun again, aiming for the other man's legs, intending to bring them out from under him.
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Post by Jaina Hudson on Aug 4, 2013 15:59:43 GMT
The first man dodged, shoulder-rolling back and pulling a knife, landing in a crouch. The other man went down like dominoes, clocking his head on the pavement and moving no more.
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Post by Bruce Wayne on Aug 4, 2013 16:01:20 GMT
Bruce stepped forward, throwing an uppercut for the crouched man's head.
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Post by Jaina Hudson on Aug 4, 2013 16:25:22 GMT
He leaned back a little, dodging the blow, before stabbing toward what looked like a gap in plates of his armor.
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Post by Bruce Wayne on Aug 4, 2013 16:27:30 GMT
The blade struck and tore through his armor. Blood came out of his wound, he started to cough it up. But he pushed forward, letting the blade run through his armor a little. He slashed at the man's face with his arm spikes.
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Post by Jaina Hudson on Aug 4, 2013 16:38:23 GMT
He went down, face bleeding from the multiple lacerations.
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Post by Bruce Wayne on Aug 4, 2013 16:40:45 GMT
He didn't pay any attention to that man. He went to the vehicle and opened the trunk.
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Post by Jaina Hudson on Aug 4, 2013 16:45:28 GMT
Rabbit didn't move or make any sounds. Memories were flashing before her eyes, memories of the most traumatic experience of her life. Of both her lives.
The man began crawling toward the open driver's seat door.
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Post by Bruce Wayne on Aug 4, 2013 16:46:29 GMT
He pulled her out and freed her of her bindings.
"I think you owe me some answers," he told her.
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Post by Jaina Hudson on Aug 4, 2013 16:48:24 GMT
Rabbit smirked, launching into a back handspring.
"Technically, your friends here caught me, not you. And I'd watch out." She angled her head toward the car. The man had pulled himself into the seat, started the car and threw it into reverse, punching it directly at Batman.
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Post by Bruce Wayne on Aug 4, 2013 16:50:56 GMT
Bruce was hit, but managed to not get sucked underneath, but pulled himself up. It hurt like hell, as anyone would expect. His armor didn't help him in the least.
He grabbed onto the door and reached down, grabbing until he grabbed the man somewhere. He used that grip to pull himself and then slammed the man's head into the wheel to take him out before falling off, groaning on the ground.
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Post by Jaina Hudson on Aug 4, 2013 16:53:48 GMT
The man passed out, and White Rabbit walked over, straddling the downed bat and dropping to her knees on top of him.
"Got a little banged up saving the damsel, did you?" Rabbit said, running a hand down his armored chest.
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