[pvp] Not Nice to Meet You (Shaheen & Chris)

[Seussi]

It felt good to have a purpose again. Under Medea's rule, Shaheen felt that the horsemen had a chance to thrive again, as they once did before, and was really enjoying sinking her teeth into the new tasks that had been given, though she as not quite so enthused about the need to prove herself as a capable chieftain once more.

Ah well, take the bad with the good, she supposed.

Even with all of the new missions, however, it was nice to get back to the classics, and in this case, an old and most favored haunt of Shaheen's was the forest outskirts that surrounded the Haunted House. It was here that she could wait for hours on end, for that one foolish white coated human that would pass through the doors of the house and make their way outside into the open, without strange rooms or billowing clouds of fog to distract.

Perched in a tree, she waited, golden eyes locked on those doors. When they opened, that was when she would make her move.

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[DarkHeartedSorrow]

Chris was that one human.

With the newly found pressure to keep the horsemen in check, he'd found himself at the haunted house. He'd hardly paid a second glance to some of the little students milling about. If it didn't look like a horseman and it didn't act like a horseman it wasn't worth his time.

But ******** all that smokey s**t. Seriously. Hunter ain't got time for that. He stepped out of the house waving his arms at the fog that followed him to dissipate it. There was setting the mood and then there was overkill, really.

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[Seussi]

Hello maggot.

The moment the door came open and the tell-tale flash of a white jacket was within her sights, Shaheen was off, leaping from her perch and soaring through the air, only to land behind the hunter with an audible thud and creak of her feet against a rickety wooden step.

"Hello there~" She sing-songed in a too sweet tone, arms coming up to cross over her chest. "Are you lost, little white coat?"

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[DarkHeartedSorrow]

Chris summoned his weapon on reflex as soon as he heard the creak behind him. He whirled, facing his opponent with his pata raised defensively. He was pretty sure this amazonian monster of a chick was probably a horseman. Probably.

"Not lost, not really," he shrugged his shoulders loosely. "Kind of just looking for a fight."  

[DarkHeartedSorrow]

He wasn't going to just stand by and wait for her to kick his a** first, though. He leapt forward, slashing toward her torso with the blade of his weapon. He tried leaping back immediately afterward, hoping he could keep a distance and not get pummeled.

HP: 40/40
DMG: 7

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[Seussi]

Shaheen blinked, and then allowed her mouth to curl up into a cruel smile. "How perfect." Her broad short sword flashed in her hand, and she spun the blade once in front of herself with a flick of her wrist, her smile dropping and her eyes narrowing as she hissed.

"So am I."

The hunter was quick to act, and Shaheen jumped back, lifting her blade up in an attempt to deflect the blow, though she was just a tad too slow and the blade made contact before she could dodge it entirely.

Her wings flaring behind her for just a moment in agitation, she ducked down and swung her blade low, attempting to take him across his upper leg in a return slash.

HP: 43
Damage: 2

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