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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 24, 2014 20:03:31 GMT -5
Geralt was walking with his head in a book and really wasn't paying attention to his surroundings, it was a bad habit of his. He was halfway through his book when he decided to look up and actually check where he was. He was surprised to find himself in the Badlands as the last time he checked he was leaving a Fire territory where he left Havel a charred mess. He decided to mark his place in the book and look around, from what he could tell this wasn't the place for the weak of heart. He put his book away in the bag on his back and started to look around, he did notice that many were taking notice of the uchigatana strapped to his side. He kept his mouth shut though as he wasn't one for wanton violence.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 24, 2014 23:51:15 GMT -5
Havel was trudging along the vast emptiness slowly, he had provisions with him, but wasn't wanting them to go to waste. Slowly, but surely he made his way through the vast emptiness 'till he came upon a small town. He still had his armor on which was making the heat worse, but it didn't bother him as much as it should of. He just kept repeating to himself "The fire that came from Geralt was worse, the fire that came from Geralt was worse..." It was his mantra and he didn't realize that there were a few Calgor gathering behind him. He licked his lips trying to wet them and decided he needed a drink. He slowly took of his helmet and turned to get into his bag, when he turned he saw the Calgor give him a horrified look and turn away from him. He blinked for a moment processing and shrugged it off and gulped down the precious water. "Locals..." was the only word he breathed, put his water away and placed his helmet back on.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 25, 2014 0:39:35 GMT -5
Geralt was walking through the small town looking for a job or something to occupy his time, but the locals were...less than cooperative. Geralt decided after an hour to just relax and decided to sit down and relax for a moment. It wasn't even thirty minutes later that he heard his name shouted through the town.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 25, 2014 0:41:23 GMT -5
"GERALT!!! I finally found you!" Havel dropped his bag and was breathing heavily already, he watched as Geralt rose from his spot.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 25, 2014 0:42:42 GMT -5
Geralt stood and stared down his old nemesis, the large man was still covered in his armor, but he could tell just by the voice it was Havel...again "It's been quite some time hasn't it, Havel the Lead..."
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 25, 2014 1:05:01 GMT -5
Havel grinned wildly underneath his armor "It's been about three months...Geralt the Drake..."
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 25, 2014 3:56:44 GMT -5
Geralt didn't show any sign of emotion instead he cracked his neck left to right and put his hand on his swords hilt. "Do you really want to do this again?"
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 25, 2014 3:58:44 GMT -5
Havel, instead of answering, took off his helmet and started taking off his armor revealing the easier to move in and more practical clothing underneath. "You're damn right I do!" Without his armor he's facial scarring was very clear to all the onlookers of this about to begin fight, this bothered Havel not one bit.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 25, 2014 4:00:31 GMT -5
After watching Havel remove his armor Geralt knew he would have to fight, he ever so slightly pulled his blade and held it in front of him. "I'm not sure I can hold back this time Havel... I might end up actually killing you". Geralt knew this intimidation wouldn't work, but it never hurt to try.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 26, 2014 0:39:10 GMT -5
Havel didn't respond to Geralt instead he launched himself forward and charged after his nemesis. Geralt saw the attack coming and dodged out of the way of the crushing blow into the earth. Geralt looked around and saw a small crowd cheering them on, he should've known they'd be like this. Geralt landed to the right of Havel and prepared for a counter attack, but he couldn't as Havel was on him again with another hammering blow. Geralt moved just barely out of the way of the attack and landed rather sloppily allowing Havel to attack yet again.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 26, 2014 0:44:22 GMT -5
"You seem to be off your game today, Drake! What's wrong, feeling pressured to preform in front of a crowd!" Havel mocked as he spun and kicked, this time it landed right in Geralt's gut sending him skidding across the ground. Geralt slowly rose and coughed, but he didn't respond, instead he charged back after Havel. He went for an uppercut, but was surprised that Havel dodged it rather gracefully and landed a knee into Geralt's sternum knocking the wind out of the Fire Calgor. Geralt fell to his knees and lazily looked up to Havel who now walked away slowly.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 26, 2014 0:48:13 GMT -5
"What's the matter...Havel...can't (cough) can't finish the job?" Geralt wheezed slightly, but he soon wished he didn't say anything at all. Havel turned around and started charging this time he planted his fist into the ground and brought up rock and rubble along with his fist into the jaw of Geralt. Geralt was sent flying again and this time landed on his back, his eyes stared up at the sky. He could feel Havel slowly walking over, it was a confident walk that Havel would use when he had the upper hand in their many fights. Geralt brought his hand up to his face and stared deeply into his palm, thinking freely all the while Havel drew ever closer.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 26, 2014 0:54:35 GMT -5
"I told myself I wouldn't use my powers all the time, but it seems every time I fight you..." Geralt brought himself to his feet and stared down his opponent. Havel stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the look on Geralt's face, the last time he saw that he was burnt rather severely. Geralt made a fist that went ablaze with fire "I always seem to lose control, but not this time..." Geralt charged the large man and tossed a fireball at him. Havel created a wall of rock to block the fire ball, but to his dismay a blade shortly followed the fire and pierced the rock as if it were paper. The sword went through the rock and through Havel's left shoulder slightly, he cried out in pain. Havel quickly pulled himself off the sword wincing at the action. He turned to see if the blade were still in the wall, but wished he didn't turn at all. Geralt had busted through the weakened wall and sent himself hurtling towards Havel elbow first. His elbow connected with Havel's jaw and knocked the big man to a knee, Geralt now stood above him with his blade sheathed.
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Post by shadowking9519 on Feb 26, 2014 1:00:39 GMT -5
"What are you gonna do big man? Burn me like last time, you don't have the sand to do it!" Havel smiled as blood from his busted face started to flow. Geralt furrowed his brow and planted a heavy fist into Havel's sternum knocking the wind out of him. Havel went to fall over, but was caught by Geralt who held him by his face with one hand. Suddenly Geralt's hand started to warm up really quick and soon was red hot, still held strongly against Havel's skull. Havel began to struggle and soon was screaming out in pain as the heat began burning his face and skull. Geralt, with his hand still firmly grasping Havel, lifted him up by his head and slammed his head into the earth effectively knocking Havel out cold. Geralt pulled his hand away and it slowly began to go from bright red to it's normal shade of color. Geralt wiped off his hands and walked over picking up his stuff, he stepped over Havel's unconscious body. He took one last look "I may not want to kill you, but I will hurt you every time you step up to me...I hope one day you learn your lesson". With that Geralt began walking again, scratching his head he thought aloud "Maybe I should head back to the Fire territories, I might find work there..."
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