Battle on water (Anyone who can type well, nobody who lives/breathes in water)

OoC: Sorry for the title about anyone who can type well... I just hate those people who 1. can't spell, 2. can't punctuate, and 3. Don't space out their paragraphs.

Anyway, I will use Brather Tawn, she is in my sig.

BiC: The boat-like canoe rocked back and forth as Brather tried to paddle it across the lake. She would have carried it if she thought she could, but it was probably too heavy, and anyways, she wouldn't want to get wet today... nothing special about today... but she just didn't want to get wet.

Mist was curled all around her. She could barely see three feet in front of the boat. Giant lily pads flaoted by as she paddled. The things could probably support her weight... and they were an annoyance to try to get by.

Brather hoped she had almost reached her destination. The little boat would probably sink soon, seeing as it was not designed for long distance travelling. It was also very cheap, which was why she could afford it in the first place. She had tried to fix it... but she wasn't exactly an expert sailer...

Her boat bumped what she thought was a lily pad, but upon further inspection she realized it was... land! Was this her destination?

She jumped off her little boat and onto the land. It did not go in very far... in fact... the island wasn't even big enough for a house! Brather sighed in disappointment... this was definitely not her destination.

She walked back to her boat, but before she boarded she looked around... she had heard something... but what?

She heard it again. It was like the sound of a fish jumping. Then she realized... it was the sound of someone jumping over the lily pads! Who could possibly be out here?

She saw a shadow jumping closer to her, lily pad, by lily pad. Soon the person would be close enough for her to see...

"Halt!" Brather shouted, narrowing her eyes, "Don't come any closer, or I'll knock you out with my staff!"

The figure kept coming...

OoC: This is my first battle so bear with me. Character in sig.O.o Your character is taller than mine? Weird...

BiC: Numra continued leaping from lily pad to lily pad, not noticing the warnings coming from the expansion ahead, until he reached the land. And noticed a figure, whom he can tell was a few years younger than himself, and held an affronted look on her face.

''Hmph, it looks like Im not the only living being in this place. Well Im not here to make friends little girl, either stay out my way, or face me. Its your choice.'' Numra then took a step foward, but before he could continue, the young girl thrusted her staff in front of him.

Little Girl? Who does he think he is?

''First of all, the name is Brather Tawn, and nobody orders me around. Second, you tell me who you are, and what your purpose is, or there just may be some bloodshed.'' The girl said with a hint of animosity.

''Alright, I think I'll just take the bloodshed, just try me little girl .''


Just try and catch me. She will never keep up with me.Numra thought with confidence.

In a split second after that last word was uttered, Numra seemed to have disappeared, the young girl hardly being able to keep her eye on him. She caught a glimpse of him at the corner of her eye, and managed to block a strike from one of his daggers. And so began a battle...

OoC: Sorry its so short, I do better if there is something already written before me. Hope this turns out fun!

-TFS

OoC: Dark guy huh? Hmmm... I like the mirror image thing... too bad Brather can do it better than you :p

Sorry I took so long to write back. I was working on something... then my washer broke and flooded my basement... you know, the normal problems in life. Oh, and one little bone to pick with you. It's not the biggest of problems, but it's still something you shouldn't do... ever. Can your character read minds? THEN DON'T SAY BRATHER'S THOUGHTS! This is something I hate, and also something nobody should ever do while in the BA. Let the creator of the character think for the character, not the person fighting the character. Also, we should make it short at times. Our characters may react differently than what the other thinks, so make YOUR character do an action, then wait for my reaction. I prefer we control our own characters, it's just how I like to fight, and it makes it easier to fight this way, though it is a bit more annoying to post so much. Don't worry... you didn't know, and people have their own styles to things...

BiC: Brather had blocked the dagger just fine, but she didn't know what to do next...

Not thinking too much, she jumped onto one of the giant pads (lily pads, just an abreviation) and waited.

Well, Brather thought to herself, Maybe he won't be so fast on the water... It's not like he can walk on it... right? Please tell me I'm right!

Just in case, she placed her left hand on the pad. Maybe she couldn't see him that well in this mist... but she would be able to protect herself better this way.

A fin appeared on the water... and as Brather watched a giant fish jumped out an destroyed a pad.

KILLER FISH?! What was with this place anyway?

OoC: Ah I see, I just saw the style of writing from other battles, and thought that I would do the same, well I know now not to do that in the future.

BiC: Does she really believe she could evade me with those lily pads? Fool. This will be perfect to employ my mirror image.

Without even hesitating, Numra leaped onto one of the pads. Then he began his advance towards Brather with great alacrity, as he got closer, he briefly stopped to notice something slinking within the water.

What in Nehdo's name is that?

Then, without warning, a school of strange looking fish hurdled out of the water and began devouring the surrounding lily pads.

''Looks like I'll have to move fast...'' Numra whispered to himself, ''perfect''.

The lone Elf continued his advance, hurling throwing knives along the way, while trying to avert the fish simultaneously. Numra began dancing around on the pads, trying to confuse the mage. But in doing so, something caught his attention, and he lost his footing.

OoC: Sorry, I have to cut it short, I have to get off. I won't be on till later.
Btw, Im assuming your character is a mage? If not Im sorry, and next time it will be longer, and better. Oh yeah Nehdo is the god of chaos that exists in Numra's world...

-TFS

OoC: There are a lot of names for my character. Mage, wizard, caster, magicer, wanderer (name based on profession), dark fighter, that girl (people call Brather that sometimes...), trickster, dreamer... all of that stuff could be used in place of she... I prefer young wanderer really...

BiC: Brather watched as another giant fish sank yet another pad, and then something peculiar happened...

Instead of the pads staying underwater, the pad would float back up with the giant fish on top. Tiny fish were trying to eat the bigger fish, so they either jumped onto the pad and started to bite it, or they started to eat the pads.

And then she realized... they were trying to eat through her pad too!

She couldn't stay on the pad forever. Eventually it would sink. She waited until the last moment... and then she jumped onto the nearest pad.

This place was really freaky... and where was that guy? In this mist... she couldn't see most things. Even the fish had been hard to see, and it wasn't even ten feet away from her. An then her pad shook... she thought another giant fish was about to jump onto it so she jumped. The next thing she knew the pad she had jumped off of had closed shut on where she had been moments ago.

Too... many... hazards!

Luckily, the pad she was standing on did not shake. It was not a killer pad.

To protect the pad she was on now, Brather extended her skills into the water. (OoC: she doesn't call it magic, she calls it skill)

Small, air filled water tentacles swatted away the fish, protecting her from the smaller fish at least. But this protection left her vulnerable... and where was that guy?!

Suddenly knives started to fly at Brather from one direction. Luckily she was able to block half with the water tentacles, and the rest that would have hit her with her staff. More and more started to fly at her. Finally, being very tired from blocking so many, a dagger hit its mark.

She gasped in surprise as a dagger lodged itself in her left leg with a strange grinding sound.

Instead of groaning in pain Brather smiled.

She had been expecting this... even in her small boat...

This was what she lived for!

A maniacal glint came into her eyes.

This would be fun.

Ice started to form around her pad, even though it was a warm day. Let the fight start!

OoC: just wanted to throw you a curve ball. Feel free to play it in any way you want.

I didn't want to choose whether you fell or not. You could have fallen onto a pad for all I know

In case you were wondering, this is my image of the fighting area.

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