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Post by Indubitably on Oct 21, 2012 16:48:21 GMT -5
Milo's heart was beating fast, with each time his leg hit the ground he could feel more blood trickling down the side of his hand and letting go to fall to the ground below. Milo saw a shadow above him, it was coming down quick as he ran. In fear he stopped and slid. Above him he saw a leg. It was Blake's obviously meant to kick him in the chest or stomach.
Blake wanted to end this...so did Milo, but with his arm this messed up, there would be no way it could be humanly possible. Something about this Blake seemed not human, but Milo couldn't put his finger on it. His speed was very fast, though Milo was not far behind him in speed. It still wasn't enough, though.
Milo brought his fists up, ignoring the pain in his left shoulder. He grunted in pain but kept his hands up. Milo had trained vigorously in swordsmanship, but hand to hand was not much different. He had had his fair share of fights, but he did not know what this Blake wanted.
Milo's lungs were filled with smoke, and he coughed hard, but he kept his eyes on Blake.
"What the hell do you want with me!" he yelled in fear.
The village was a good ways away...Milo prayed they could see the smoke and come to his rescue.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 21, 2012 17:00:37 GMT -5
"Just have some fun" He said darkly laughing a little. Tyler sighed cocked his head and stood arms crossed. "Come at me i promise I'll play fair" He said and bowed slightly. "I will even let you get the first hit, come on let me see what you can do." He chuckled and tilted his head so his right side of his face was easy to hit. "Right there" He said tapping his cheek gently smirking darkly but unseen. Wonder if he would really hit me. He thought. It would be interesting to see his power. I might be able to match it.
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 21, 2012 17:09:29 GMT -5
Milo was furious with the other male. He was taunting him, wasn't he? Milo's cheeks burned with fury as he jumped to his feet. He questioned his motives now. Was he taunting him so that when he got close Blake would take him down for being so close? Milo wasn't sure, but a hit was a hit, and he would take it.
Milo charged at Blake, but didn't aim for his head but for his gut. He would knock the air right out of Blake and make him wish that he had not given Milo the first hit. He made sure that if Blake did have a hidden plan, he would be ready. Milo didn't take his eyes off of Blake and kept himself ready for if the other male tried anything stupid.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 21, 2012 17:26:06 GMT -5
Tyler didn't have time to dodge or block next thing he knew he was on the ground trying to breath his hood had fallen back revealing blonde hair and brown eyes. He coughed harshly and took deep breaths. Ow man that hurt... He hits like Drake. Tyler thought slowly getting up. "Ow... You pack a punch i can give you that" He said. "I'm probably gonna get killed for this but since you know what i look like.... My name is actually Tyler" He said and smirked. He lunged at Milo fist aimed for his nose if he hit hard enough he could break it.. If he could get a hit that is.
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 21, 2012 18:39:17 GMT -5
It didn't surprise Milo that 'Blake' had lied about his name. He had heard the hesitation in his voice when Milo had asked for a name. What Milo didn't understand was, one, why he would lie about his name in the first place, and, two, why he would get killed for it. Milo wasn't one for killing unless all other options were out of the way. Who would kill someone for handing out their name. Milo figured that Tyler was in some kind of cult or group or something that was with bad people. In a way he felt sorry that Tyler had gotten himself in such a mess, but, of course, that didn't excuse him from being so...so evil.
Milo snapped from his thinking as the other boy ran towards him, fist out as it flung towards his face. Milo ducked down and brought his fist into an uppercut, aiming for the boy's stomach once again. If the boy got hit, he would surely fall to the ground. If that was the case, Milo would follow up with a kick down to his chest with his heel. That would be the end of it.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 22, 2012 15:47:45 GMT -5
"Wow!!!" Tyler yelled seeing Milo's fist coming at his chest he had enough time to jump back and look at him he was breathing kinda hard. Man where is Wolf when you need him. he thought, This Milo boy is good at what he does. "Your good" he said out loud and smirked. Okay what now. Think through your next move try to find a weak spot. Tyler scanned Milo. His shoulder! He thought and lunged at him fist aimed for Milo's wouned shoulder. Come on let me him He thought.
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 22, 2012 16:47:40 GMT -5
Milo was beginning to feel dizzy. He didn't think he would be able to take this guy on for much longer. The smoke had filled Milo's lungs, and he was very surprised that the other boy was showing no signs of being fatigued by the lack of oxygen caused by the intake of all the smoke. What's wrong with me? He thought. Though there was nothing wrong, he was only human. What was this guy....he wasn't...human...was he? Milo could feel the beat of his heart racing in his chest. His shoulder ached, but he did not let it down. He would win this, he couldn't afford not to.
Milo snapped from his thoughts as he saw another fist coming right at him and aiming for his wounded shoulder. No! He yelled as his voice echoed through his head. Milo dodged the blow by jumping to the side and throwing out a kick to the boys abdomen. Blake would most likely lunge right into Milo's kick, and it would certainly knock him breathless. Milo prayed it would work. He didn't think he could last much longer. This was his last shot.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 23, 2012 15:27:29 GMT -5
Tyler didnt have time to move he seen the leg right as it hit him in the chest he fell to his knees coughing hard trying to get his breath back. Ow damn it. He thought and stood clumsily. "Man you hit hard." He said and shook his head feeling abit light headead the smoke taking effect on him. he shook his head again and thought. Okay this isn't working maybe i should just call a truse and hope he doesn't tell anyone who i am im so gonna get killled.
He closed his eyes took a breath. "Look, I apologize about this. I wanted to have some fun so i set a few blades on fire i didnt think it would get that bad and when you wanted to know my name i have to admit i was a little scared, i mean you look pretty intimidating to me and i shouldnt be saying all this cause i might get a strike but i feel you should know" He said took a breath and continued. "i hope you can forget this and not say anything about me Drake doesnt want anyone to know about us yet.... I hope i can trust you" he said then he got wide eyed Damnit top hell. He thought. "Forget i said that last part" H said
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 23, 2012 15:57:04 GMT -5
Milo had absolutely no idea what was going on now. The boy had practically tried to murdere him, and now he was looking for a truce. This made no sense at all. Milo brought his hand to his mouth and let out a whooping cough. "One thing is for sure, " he said keeping his hand perverse his mouth to keep him from breathing any more of the smoke in. "Idlf we don't hey out of here we will burn to death or suffocate " with this Milo bordered and rose to his feet satggering off away dlfrom the rising smoke. He stooped at a nearby lake and plopped down heavily. He W's so weak... and the fire was still spreading.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 23, 2012 16:09:03 GMT -5
Tyler sighed shook his head and put his hood back. "Guess not.... Oh well" he said and walked past Milo lost in thought about Wolf wondering if he was okay he hoped so. He coughed hard and sank to his knees. Damn it i was fooling around for to long. He slowly got up and went to Milo. "Ummmm...... I know how to wash and bandage wounds maybe I can hekp you with that?" He asked and maybe he wont say anything to anyone.
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 24, 2012 13:10:46 GMT -5
Milo exchanged a glare at Tyler. He had slashed his shoulder open and then asked if he could clean it. Who was this guy. What the hell did he want anyway? Milo placed his hand over the wound and applied pressure. It was bleeding a good amount and he winced from the pain.
Milo thought for a moment. If he didn't get the bleeding to stop he would die. If he didn't clean it correctly and quickly it could get infected...then he would die.
He weighed his options.
A sigh.
A nod.
Milo removed his hand and looked away. He was holding a grudge, but honestly the boy was just trying to help. What was it about Tyler that Milo didn't like.
Oh...he tried to kill him.
Forget and forgive...right?
What now.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 24, 2012 13:39:10 GMT -5
Tyler looked at Milo sighed sat down and pulled a a knife from his pocket he cut around the wound so he could see it better. "I got you good" he said and smirked under his hood. He needed something to clean t with... Ah!. He took his cloak off he had a shirt under it he took that off leaving him in a muscle shirt. He put his cloak back on. He cut his shirt into strips and put the strips on top of each other to make a cloth like thing leaving some strips so he could use them as bandages he put on the wound and held it there for a few minutes. he took it off folded it so it was a little smaller, put it in the water to get it wet and started cleaning the wound. He took what he had left of his shirt and used it to wrap hes shoulder up tying it together with two strips. "There..... Again I'm sorry"
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 24, 2012 15:09:06 GMT -5
Milo watched Tyler work away at his arm in silence. He was still shocked from the stab, the pain, and sudden change in mood of his 'enemy'. He was confused, severely confused, and somewhat disoriented from the smoke that lines his lungs and made his skin gray with ash.
I got you good. Milo cringed inside as Tyler made his comment. You got me good huh? Evil intentions filled his head, but he pushed them away. He wasn't like that...he just wasn't. Anyone else would have slayed the blonde, but Milo never believed killing without person. Tyler had admitted his mistake...maybe Milo should do the same?
No. He had not instigated the fight.
Milo's eyes shot up to the boy's as he spoke Again, I'm sorry. Those words rang in Milo's ear. He dissected the meaning and found true sorrow in his words.
What changed him so quickly, Milo wondered. His eyes dropped again.
Milo rose to his feet and looked down at the boy.
"Don't worry about it..." he looked around
The fire still burned bright around the plains.
"We need to find help to put out this fire..."
His eyes turned back to Tyler asking for his help.
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Post by Masiomi Kida on Oct 24, 2012 18:40:24 GMT -5
Tyler watched Milo stand and ask for help. "Yeah we do." He said and stood and looked around. Okay should I go to the village... They might ask questions... What if he gives me away Should I trust him.... I guess I could. "To the village it's the closest place." He said. "I need to get my dagger though"I will be right back he dashed off back to the fields and looked around for a few minutes he found his dagger and ran back to Milo. "Okay I got it come on" He said putting his dagger back in it's holder. "Can you walk without passing out on me or do am i gonna end up having to carry you" He asked and smirked
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Post by Indubitably on Oct 24, 2012 19:09:30 GMT -5
Milo looked stupidly at Tyler for a few seconds. "Go get your dagger?" he thought? The fields were covered with flames. Why would he risk his life for a messily dagger that could be replaced? Milo could not make sense of this, and it bothered him. He reached out his hand to grab him before he could go to get the dagger, but missed his sleeve and the boy ran off to get it.
Milo looked through the flames trying to keep an eye on Tyler...but why? Why should he care if Tyler burned in the fire or not? That's right...he shouldn't care...should he? Milo shook the evil thoughts away and kept watch. He lifted himself as Tyler came out of the flames and back to safety. Milo again looked at him stupidly but shook it off.
Milo nodded, but inside he was doubting himself. He was very light headed and he coughed heavily from the smoke that still surrounded them on all sides. He hoped that the wind would change direction. That would help a lot, he thought.
Milo headed off towards the village, shouting loudly along the way. He made sure Tyler was behind him and that he didn't run. It would matter if he DID run, it was his doing and his guilt if he did."Help! We need help! There's a fire in the plains! Get buckets of water, whatever you can carry!" he yelled, repeating himself the farther he got into the village.
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