Called shots, eh? Heh, this lady gunner's got guts, Jack's gotta give her that. Still, against the lightning speed that is Jack's trademark, Lin here's gonna be dancing to his tune - and few manage to keep pace with him for long! If she doesn't bring her own protection, the Void'll catch her up without any issue at all. And should she be ready to block that, well, Jack's got his Trump Card up his sleeve to utilize against the sluggish catgirl, and the Magnum Fang's waiting in reserve to finish the foolhardy gunner off. Looks like Jack's got all the cards in his hand - time to call 'em or fold, Lin!
|
V |
S |
Hey, hey! Lin offers Greetings to the crowd before her next match, against none other than Jack van Burace. How's That! Not good, given that Lin is Too Slow! for her deadly sword-slinging opponent. Really, she might as well Drop Dead! Kidding! Even if Lin doesn't have the fastest draw in the west, she is tough enough to take a couple hits and Keep At It! Her status gear will let her stay right There! in the ring, and Shatter! is A present that a melee combatant like Jack will want absolutely nothing to do with. Go On! and watch as all of Jack's dreams Blow Up! right before his eyes, audience!
|
Gatewalker
*CHING*
Lin's jaw dropped, "You did NOT just..."
"Parry a bullet?" Jack gave her a half grin, "Yeah, I did."
"HOW!?"
The swordmaster shrugged, "The same way you parry anything else. Well, it does help that when I get serious I can move faster then a bullet, sure."
"..." The catgirl gunner was silent for a long moment before just throwing her hands up, "You know what? I'm done here. You're some kind of freak."
Jack watched her storm out with a chuckle, then walked over to collect his win.
As Joshua marked down Jack's win in the record book, he gave him a measuring look, "You know what? I'm calling bullshit on that. I know all there is to know about dodging, and parrying a bullet cannot be that easy."
Smiling wider, Jack nodded, "Sure, but I wasn't about to tell her that."
Jack van Burace: 29
Lin: 11
|