Shadowboxer

Great! :D

I concur.

I concur.

I concur.

No worries, mate. I'm beginning to prefer Shadowboxer to Nightrival these days, but for I'll keep the name for now. So, Nightrival is bruised (-1 to future Toughness saves) and has finally proven to be a threat to Shinken. His disarm check is 25, and Shinken needs an opposed roll using his Strength bonus. After you roll I'm going to use NR's movement action.

No worries, mate. I'm beginning to prefer Shadowboxer to Nightrival these days, but for I'll keep the name for now. So, Nightrival is bruised (-1 to future Toughness saves) and has finally proven to be a threat to Shinken. His disarm check is 25, and Shinken needs an opposed roll using his Strength bonus. After you roll I'm going to use NR's movement action.

No worries, mate. I'm beginning to prefer Shadowboxer to Nightrival these days, but for I'll keep the name for now. So, Nightrival is bruised (-1 to future Toughness saves) and has finally proven to be a threat to Shinken. His disarm check is 25, and Shinken needs an opposed roll using his Strength bonus. After you roll I'm going to use NR's movement action.

Shinken's blade glances off Nightrival's head, and this time he is able to sufficently roll with the attack. His head stings, but his able to carry on. Following the force of the blow, Nightrival spins on his back foot to inch closer to his opponent, and then he firmly clamps down on Shinken's wrist and forearm. Each fingertip finds a pressure point within the armour's joints, and with a grunt he twists Shinken's forearm and wrist in opposite directions. He exerts enough pressure to control the wrist's movement rather than inflict pain. That would be near impossible against an armoured opponent. Nightrival narrows his eyes. -- "Ah, right," he replies, "I guess I'm kinda eager to shut this mess down." Man, I sound like a jerk, he thinks angrily. I better be on my best behaviour if I don't wanna cheese him off. He's doin' me a favour. Nightrival watches in amazement as Shinken's armour appears to "grow" new features before his eyes. Although logically he knows that technology is not capable of growing, the speed and fluidity the armour displays as it transforms makes it resemble a living thing. "Well, alright. Looks like you're ready for a night on the town. If you wanna look for the local dealers, we should check out the blocks between Kissinger and Adams. That's where I've been bumping into'em." Nightrival points to the roof. "We should get to higher ground."

Shinken's blade glances off Nightrival's head, and this time he is able to sufficently roll with the attack. His head stings, but his able to carry on. Following the force of the blow, Nightrival spins on his back foot to inch closer to his opponent, and then he firmly clamps down on Shinken's wrist and forearm. Each fingertip finds a pressure point within the armour's joints, and with a grunt he twists Shinken's forearm and wrist in opposite directions. He exerts enough pressure to control the wrist's movement rather than inflict pain. That would be near impossible against an armoured opponent. Nightrival narrows his eyes. -- "Ah, right," he replies, "I guess I'm kinda eager to shut this mess down." Man, I sound like a jerk, he thinks angrily. I better be on my best behaviour if I don't wanna cheese him off. He's doin' me a favour. Nightrival watches in amazement as Shinken's armour appears to "grow" new features before his eyes. Although logically he knows that technology is not capable of growing, the speed and fluidity the armour displays as it transforms makes it resemble a living thing. "Well, alright. Looks like you're ready for a night on the town. If you wanna look for the local dealers, we should check out the blocks between Kissinger and Adams. That's where I've been bumping into'em." Nightrival points to the roof. "We should get to higher ground."

Shinken's blade glances off Nightrival's head, and this time he is able to sufficently roll with the attack. His head stings, but his able to carry on. Following the force of the blow, Nightrival spins on his back foot to inch closer to his opponent, and then he firmly clamps down on Shinken's wrist and forearm. Each fingertip finds a pressure point within the armour's joints, and with a grunt he twists Shinken's forearm and wrist in opposite directions. He exerts enough pressure to control the wrist's movement rather than inflict pain. That would be near impossible against an armoured opponent. Nightrival narrows his eyes. -- "Ah, right," he replies, "I guess I'm kinda eager to shut this mess down." Man, I sound like a jerk, he thinks angrily. I better be on my best behaviour if I don't wanna cheese him off. He's doin' me a favour. Nightrival watches in amazement as Shinken's armour appears to "grow" new features before his eyes. Although logically he knows that technology is not capable of growing, the speed and fluidity the armour displays as it transforms makes it resemble a living thing. "Well, alright. Looks like you're ready for a night on the town. If you wanna look for the local dealers, we should check out the blocks between Kissinger and Adams. That's where I've been bumping into'em." Nightrival points to the roof. "We should get to higher ground."

My character's name is Nightrival, and my user name is Shadowboxer. There's a couple of IC posts with the mix-up. :)

My character's name is Nightrival, and my user name is Shadowboxer. There's a couple of IC posts with the mix-up. :)

My character's name is Nightrival, and my user name is Shadowboxer. There's a couple of IC posts with the mix-up. :)

Huh. He's kinda forward. "Um, sort of. You know how he is, all cryptic and stuff. I probably won't know what he means until next week, " he lies. Liam watches the drills for a moment, this time with blocks added to the counter-punches. However, he keeps his eye on the new student, paying attention to his body language. "So, how's the kwoon treating you? I remember Lee used to give me a hard time."

Huh. He's kinda forward. "Um, sort of. You know how he is, all cryptic and stuff. I probably won't know what he means until next week, " he lies. Liam watches the drills for a moment, this time with blocks added to the counter-punches. However, he keeps his eye on the new student, paying attention to his body language. "So, how's the kwoon treating you? I remember Lee used to give me a hard time."

Huh. He's kinda forward. "Um, sort of. You know how he is, all cryptic and stuff. I probably won't know what he means until next week, " he lies. Liam watches the drills for a moment, this time with blocks added to the counter-punches. However, he keeps his eye on the new student, paying attention to his body language. "So, how's the kwoon treating you? I remember Lee used to give me a hard time."

AAAAARGH! What is with the low rolls at the most critical times! :evil:

AAAAARGH! What is with the low rolls at the most critical times! :evil:

AAAAARGH! What is with the low rolls at the most critical times! :evil:

Nightrival sees his opportunity and slightly slides forward just within striking range. He draws his left shoulder up, facing Shinko's front, and braces his other arm. Nightrival then lashes out once again to ensnare Shinko's wrist but just misses him by a single inch. Frustrated, he springs up into the air and backflips thirteen feet away, keeping low to the ground when he lands. Need to keep as far away from that blade as I can. -- "You . . . you can do that? Hm. Beats chasing dealers all over the neighbourhood. I say go for it."

Nightrival sees his opportunity and slightly slides forward just within striking range. He draws his left shoulder up, facing Shinko's front, and braces his other arm. Nightrival then lashes out once again to ensnare Shinko's wrist but just misses him by a single inch. Frustrated, he springs up into the air and backflips thirteen feet away, keeping low to the ground when he lands. Need to keep as far away from that blade as I can. -- "You . . . you can do that? Hm. Beats chasing dealers all over the neighbourhood. I say go for it."

Nightrival sees his opportunity and slightly slides forward just within striking range. He draws his left shoulder up, facing Shinko's front, and braces his other arm. Nightrival then lashes out once again to ensnare Shinko's wrist but just misses him by a single inch. Frustrated, he springs up into the air and backflips thirteen feet away, keeping low to the ground when he lands. Need to keep as far away from that blade as I can. -- "You . . . you can do that? Hm. Beats chasing dealers all over the neighbourhood. I say go for it."

Awesome! Do you miss SDC and the grossly underpowered characters? :D

Awesome! Do you miss SDC and the grossly underpowered characters? :D

Awesome! Do you miss SDC and the grossly underpowered characters? :D