Cailen
Fallen Angel 
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Empress of the Fallen Angels
Nothing like fresh tracks through the snow
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Post by Cailen on Jul 29, 2007 2:45:39 GMT 10
Cailen walked into the arena, a slight smile playing across her face. "Maccenna! Come and fight!" The pirate had traveled her forest without her consent. The pirate needed to learn some manners....
She stood in the dust, arms folded across her chest, and a slight wind tugged at her hair. Now to see if the little pirate had guts enough to come.
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Post by Maccenna on Jul 29, 2007 2:55:30 GMT 10
Maccenna slowly stepped into Cailen's presence, eyes sqinted against the sun, the look of defiance spread across her face. Placing her hands on her hips she glared at Cailen as the wind pushed stray hairs that had fallen from her tight braids outward flappping carelessly in the wind. Her cloth shirt billowed where there was slack around the arms while her vest held the rest in place. She was not a coward. Perhaps some would think her insane fighting without armor, the little that she had was the leather vest, but she would not give Cailen the satisfaction of calling her a coward.
She said only one word, and it dripped with hate. "Accepted."
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Cailen
Fallen Angel
{g=8}
Empress of the Fallen Angels
Nothing like fresh tracks through the snow
Posts: 96
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Post by Cailen on Jul 29, 2007 3:24:05 GMT 10
Cailen smiled at the girl, aware of the defiance in her eyes. "I see that you remember me. Good. Shall we take this to close combat?" Her eyes shone with amusement. She hoped the girl would give her a good fight, Cailen really was in need of a good practice.
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Post by Maccenna on Jul 29, 2007 3:34:03 GMT 10
Maccenna knew that the arch angel would choose close combat. Her gaze wandered to the blades on Cailen's fist and then she returned to glare into her eyes. Maccenna knew that she was not spectacular at close combat. She was best at long range with her bow, but Cailen had nothing of her own for long range battles.
Slowly Maccenna nodded her head. If it had been a battleto her death, Maccenna would have declined but she could see that the arch angel only wanted to put her in her place. She grinned inwardly at this for she would never be put into her place. Her place was everywhere. She was a pirate and a theif. The went where she chose.
"Alright." said Maccenna, "Close combat it is."
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Cailen
Fallen Angel
{g=8}
Empress of the Fallen Angels
Nothing like fresh tracks through the snow
Posts: 96
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Post by Cailen on Jul 29, 2007 3:47:04 GMT 10
"Very well, close combat it is" Cailen nodded her head slightly and turned away to the close combat arena. Dust lifted with her footsteps, and she thought of the girl behind her. This would be an interesting fight....
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Post by Maccenna on Jul 29, 2007 4:05:08 GMT 10
Maccenna watched the arch angel drift towards the close combat arena and taking her hands off her hips, she followed, her pace quick. She could see the intrest in the arch angels face. Was there a bit of confidence there? Maccenna maybe young, but she was strong and she was a skilled fighter. Cailen would not defeat her too easily.
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