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Round 2: Nick Gladyss vs Cyfox; Location: Arena Three
Topic Started: Mar 31 2011, 11:06 AM (805 Views)
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The impotent, overcast sun had just begun to kiss the stadium roof, suspended over the screaming stands by impressively carved stone pillars. The day had not brought more snow, though a brisk wind had begun to sail across the arenas, bringing the promise of a cold evening and a frigid night.

The braziers were blazing once more at the edges of the arena once more, melting the ice that had formed after the conclusion of the first match. The snow layer that not outright melted now covered a layer of mired peat and gravel. The Arenas had not been attended to; Auriel decided the peculiar conditions of the arena would add a psychological factor. They were still functional, to a degree, and it wouldn't until they were properly shattered by the combatant's conditions.

And so it was that the heralds led the two combatants onto the field, the audience roaring in approval. Arena Three was actually one of those few battleground that didn't recieve any notable damage or signs of combat. It was known that some matches ended without a struggle, and Arena Three played host to one of these abrupt fights.

"I hope I needn't repeat myself, gentlesirs," the herald said smoothly. "Please assume your places on either side of the arena and we'll begin."

Without further ado, the herald began his introduction. "My lords, my ladies, welcome to the second match of the tournament! We have for you today two new combatants, both of which have proved their mettle and valor, and perhaps have gained some fans among you fine people. In the hither corner, I give to you a man who has performed well this far, and is no doubt, he is seeking his second victory in the tournament. My lords and ladies, please welcome Cy-Fox!"

"And in the thither corner, I give to you a man who would well seek to deny Cy-Fox his second victory, and in so doing, secure a second victory for himself! My lords and ladies, please welcome Nick Gladyss!"

The audience cheered, and fanfare soared as the herald bowed to the crowd above him. Turning away, he called to the combatants, "Salute your opponent, then begin!"
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Lazy landlord? Miles thought as he raised his flattened left hand up to his forehead. His interior mechanical systems hummed, and his heads up display showed no indication of any faults. His grenade modules and gun-modification modules were restocked and his Model 10 was in SMG mode.

Target analysis. Red fox, street clothing, no armor detected underneath, no sign of nanite colonization. Primary weapon: handgun, chambered in 9 millimeter. Threat Assessment: 0%. Secondary weapon: tactical knife. Threat Assessment: 0% Disposition: Disable or Terminate

Miles lowered his left hand to his side and swung the Model 10 up to hip level. Time to crank up the intimidation arc. "Dead or alive?"
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"Dead or alive?"

"Alive please? Very much alive?" ,Nick chuckled. "So this is Cy-Fox....." Nick verified as he scanned Cy from top to bottom. "Android? No....Cyborg?" Nick questioned Cy. "I guess that really doesn't matter though, does it? Well then...Time to get down to business then." Nick stated plainly. as he proceeded to cock Maria and get a feel for the arena. "A slight breeze, nothing to reallyworry about though." Nick verified. "Also no more new snow, which I guess is a good thing."

Nick then proceeded to un-holster his knife and grip it so the blade was facing the dirt. "Right...Cyborg might have some targeting device up his sleeve, so I already know that my grenades will be of no use to me." Nick thought aloud. "So that leaves only my gun and knife to use. Shouldn't be too hard."
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"Dead or alive?"

"Alive please? Very much alive?" ,Nick chuckled. "So this is Cy-Fox....." Nick verified as he scanned Cy from top to bottom. "Android? No....Cyborg?" Nick questioned Cy. "I guess that really doesn't matter though, does it? Well then...Time to get down to business then." Nick stated plainly. as he proceeded to cock Maria and get a feel for the arena. "A slight breeze, nothing to reallyworry about though." Nick verified. "Also no more new snow, which I guess is a good thing."

Nick then proceeded to un-holster his knife and grip it so the blade was facing the dirt. "Right...Cyborg might have some targeting device up his sleeve, so I already know that my grenades will be of no use to me." Nick thought aloud. "So that leaves only my gun and knife to use. Shouldn't be too hard."
"Wrong," Miles said. Computer guided targeting lined up the red fox's knife hand on his Model 10, making it flash lime green on his HUD. Miles squeezed the Model 10's trigger once to make his point. You'll learn very fast, the fox thought. Tap out or get blown out.
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It didn't take long before Nick realized that Cy had pulled the trigger on him, the bullet hit Nick square in the hand. Fourtantely it only made Nick flinch and he was able to shake it off. "So that's how you want to play?" Nick asked Cy, jumping off to the left aiming his 9mm at Cy. "Fine." Nick scrambled to his feet running at Cy straight on while aiming Maria at Cy's torso. NIck quickly proceeded to front flip firing a four shots down at Cy's head. Do not under estimate my abilities, Nick thought. That's how most of the people I've killed have gone.
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The 9 millimeter rounds meant for his torso pinged off of the fox's armor suit. His head tilted back to track Nick as he flew overhead. He rotated his body to the left and extended his right arm out, lining the red fox up on his targeting grid. Miles tightly gripped the submachine gun and maintained a stoic expression as he advanced on Nick, firing.
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Fourtantely all the bullets missed him....but a few. The ones that hit, hit Nick right in the back making him fall onto his stoumache. "Jesus!!" Nick screamed in pain as he stumbled to his feet. "God dammit!" Nick yelped as he attempted to shake off the pain. Nick stumbled around while attempting to aim at Cy. Nick aimed at Cy's chest, though with him stumbling around it was doubtful that it would impact Cy. "Eat lead!" Nick screamed as he pulled the trigger. Hopefully his keen sight would counteract his stumbling.
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Miles continued to advance on the downed fox as the round meant for his torso again pinged off. Save your money, bring .22s instead if you're going to bring something weak!, the cyborg thought. He squeezed the trigger lightly, sending out a snapshot three-round burst at Nick, then thumbed the magazine release. Opening the magazine storage compartment in his leg armor, he pulled a fresh one out and slapped it into its slot.

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Although Nick's stumbling around on his feet would generally hurt his technique, it managed to help him avoid the three round burst. Third time's the charm, Nick thought as he aimed for Cy's head. "I might as well be dead already..." ,Nick muttered under his breath, typically to soft to hear. Nick gave himself a few seconds to adjust his aim, and to try to stop stumbling, to no avail. Nick shot 3 bullets directed at the enemy fox's head. "Third time's the charm, third time's the charm, third time's the charm..." Nick repetitively muttered.
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The three bullets pinged off of the cyborg's helmet. He re-opened the storage compartment in his leg and removed a flashbang module. Thumbing its activation switch, he flung the diversionary device at the other fox and turned his head away.
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Unfourtantely for Nick he noticed what had been flung at him too late, about 2 seconds after it had laid at his feet something like an internal alarm went off, FLASHBANG! Oh shit!, Nick thought as he tripped and scrambled away from it. Thought it was too late, the flashbang went off, Nick was blinded and gained an intense headache.

No, no, no, no, no...., Nick thought, It's the end, end of story, He pondered as he slowly progressed away from where the flashbang had gone off. While Nick was momentarily blinded, he could still move his arms and legs just fine. Here goes nothing, Nick thought, as he threw a smoke grenade in the enemy fox's direction.
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Hearing the plonk and hiss of the smoke grenade, Miles' visual filters switched to thermographic mode, making Nick stand out in the dark blue 'cold' background in bright oranges, yellows and reds. He targeted Nick's center mass in his HUD and adjusted his aim accordingly before pumping another three round burst off, then pulled out another flashbang to hold in reserve.
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To make matters worse, Nick was still blinded, and three bullets shot into the middle of his stoumache. "This is the end." ,Nick winced in pain. Nick pulled out his 9mm pistol to try and fight back before he was a dead fox. "Here goes nothing" ,Nick muttered as he pulled the trigger on Cy, Nick hadn't known, but the bullet, by chance, was aimed directly at the enemy fox's side. "Even if this hits him, will it matter? Better bring amor penetrating bullets next time."
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While the 9 millimeter was again deflected with a TINK!, Miles squared the other fox up in his HUD and snapped off another burst from his submachine gun. He held the weapon on Nick and watched. The wounded fox could see his own reflection in the cyborg's visor, and the sight wasn't too much different from what was put upon Miles himself when he was 'killed' by King Elias Acorn.

This wasn't a fair fight from the start, Miles thought. No armor, ineffective weapons. It's an execution. But I have to do this to progress, to unravel everything in regards to the other Cy-Fox that was here. But I don't have to like it.
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"Well...." Nick winced in pain, "It's been..." Nick stumbled falling onto his knees. "...A good fight but....I.....can't.....fight.....anymore." Nick spoke to no one in particular. "The best I could was this pistol in the first place." Nick attempted to laugh, but in his state it just sounded like a dying fox coughing. "Anyway, I doubt they have the materials to fix this. To sum it up....The only way out...." Nick winced and started to cough up blood. "...Nevermind. I'm going out fighting." Nick muttered weakly.

Nick attempted to stand, but the best he could do was kneel out of pain. Nick pulled out his 9mm as if it would dent the tank he was facing this time. Nick attempted to aim straight, but it seemed almost impossible in his state. Screw it..., Nick thought as he pulled the trigger attempting to aim for the visor. In his state though, he would be lucky for the bullet to touch the helmet.
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