Class Rank: 10 (+10 atk/def) HP: 50 SP: 3/10 ((Using two more points.)) ((Dodge Roll: 91+1=92. Ouch... this was a easy one.)) ------------------------------
The sensitive didn't cower. He was getting more confident the more this went on. He could now hear police sirens in the distance. He needed to end this. He flicked his wrist again and easily deflected the bullet. The cop was now close enough for physical hand to hand combat. But he wasn't going to bother with that.
((Attack roll: 46+1=47.))
He used his mind to grab the cop and lift him up in the air. "Nighty- nighty..." He let his hand go limp as he eased his powers to a stop. With the cop no longer suspended in the air by the sensitive, gravity took its course and sent him crashing to the ground.
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Bennett was lifted off the ground. He dropped his gun in shock. "No...!" He waved his hands helplessly as he tried to stay on the ground. He tried to reach for the sensitive but he was too far, and now too high... Bennett hit the ground hard. His lip busted, his nose bloody. He began coughing up blood from the impact. It hurt like nothing he had ever felt before.
He looked up at the man. If he didn't do something the guy was going to get away. He launched himself forward and tried to uppercut the man right between the legs. His attack wasn't perfect, but he tried. He slumped back to the ground as his mouth sputtered out more blood. ((Cheap shot attack roll: 40.))
Class Rank: 10 (+10 atk/def) HP: 22 ((took 28 damage!)) SP: 0/10 ((Let's use the last three...)) ((Dodge Roll: 12+3=15. Ouch...)) ------------------------------
The man was gloating over Bennett. He let his guard down to taunt the cop that was now bloody and beaten. "You should have given up when you had the chance. You should have let me get away..." He sniffed, wiping his nose with his thumb. "You know what? I'm in a good mood. The cops are on their way, but that doesn't matter. You know why? Cause I got 100,000 dollars in my two bags and I'm now set for life. Nice knowing you." He gave a two finger salute as he turned his back to walk away. And that's when it happen...
The world exploded into white light. "Ooooohh......!" He grabbed his crotch and dropped to his knees. He let off a high pitch squeal as he fell to his side. "You're dead meat... I'm gonna kill you!" He crawled away and tried to stand to his feet. He let off a weak and sloppy punch as he stumbled towards Bennett, fist aimed at his right eye. ((Attack roll: 30.))
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Post by Jack Bennett on May 28, 2011 22:49:07 GMT -5
HP: 20 Clip: 0 shots left... ((Dodge roll: 40. Subdue: 16= Fail... Crap... I needed to roll a 50.)) -----------------------------
Bennett waited for the blow to come and hit. He was clutching his side. Eyes locked on the man's arm as it came towards him. This wasn't the first time he was in a close call like this. He always lived his life on the edge. He grabbed the man's arm and pulled him closer while at the same time side stepping to flip the man up and over his shoulder in a classic judo throw. Sadly, Bennett was still badly hurt from being crushed into the ground, and both men toppled over. Bennett tried to subdue him but it had hurt just too bad. He lay on his side for a second to try and catch his breath.
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Class Rank: 10 (+10 atk/def) HP: 22 SP: 0/10 ((No need to defend. Subdue failed. Let's go straight to, Attack Roll: 56)) ------------------------------
The sensitive rolled out from the sloppy throw. Both men fell over and hit the ground, but he recovered first. The cop was in worst shape from being tossed to the ground from several feet in the air. He was now recovering from the effects of the low blow and decided to take action. He stood over Bennett and stomped his foot down to try to kick the cop in the face while he was still down.
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Post by Jack Bennett on May 28, 2011 23:00:27 GMT -5
HP: 20 Clip: 0 shots left... ((Dodge roll: 64. Success! Subdue: 33= Fail... Crap again... I needed to roll a 50.)) -----------------------------
Bennett rolled out of the way from the attack just in time. The sensitive foot crashed into the ground a split second after he moved his head. Bennett climbed to his feet. Breathing hard. He put his hands up in a defensive stance. He would have tried to subdue him but he was just too tired. It would do no good. He tried something else instead... "You must be out of juice. My friends will be here any second, and when they get here they're going to take you down. Surrender now and maybe you can get out of this alive." He coughed up blood and spit it out his mouth. ((Intimidation check: 20 =fail...))
It wasn't very convincing. They both knew that the sensitive had the advantage in the fight. Bennett had one option. He had to load his gun and buy himself some time. He slid the small box of ammo out into the palm of his hand. He would only get one shot at this. He needed to reload to take the guy down...
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Class Rank: 10 (+10 atk/def) HP: 22 SP: 0/10 ((No need to defend. Subdue failed... again. Let's go straight to Attack Roll: 29)) ------------------------------
The sensitive laughed in amusement. It was true, the sirens were now closer. A small crowd of people had gathered a few blocks away and was watching the fight take place. "Give up? You want me to give up?" He spit on the ground. "I've got 100K stashed away in them bags right there. I'd rather be buried six feet under!" He quickly lashed out and tried to kick Bennett in the ribs with another sloppy attack. He stumbled slightly because the effects of the low blow were still stinging a bit and he fell over as soon as his leg fell back down.
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Bennett's timing was perfect. He deflected the blow by pushing the mans leg forward, actually propelling the motion to help his leg move all the way around, while at the same time dodging back so that it didn't hurt him. The result was that the sensitive spun out of control from his own kick and fell on his face.
Bennett didn't waste a second. He picked the gun back up, popped the cylinder open and quickly dropped six bullets in, making sure not to drop any. After years of practice and doing this several times, he had executed this perfectly. He got ready for the man's next attack. He would only have a split second left after putting more bullets in the gun.
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Class Rank: 10 (+10 atk/def) HP: 22 SP: 0/10 ((No need to defend. Let's go straight to Attack Roll: 3. Oops... that's bad...)) ------------------------------
The sensitive rolled over and tried to get back on his feet. He thought the cop was going to kick him while he was down but that didn't happen. He stood to his feet to see what the cop was doing. He froze in his tracks. The cop had a gun... "Hey man... listen... I give up... I surrender..." He slowly kept walking closer, hands raised above his head.
"Look man, just put the gun down, alright... I don't wanna fight no more. You win-" He quickly tried to elbow Bennett in the gut to get the gun away.
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Bennett was just about to lower the gun and cuff the man when he shot forward and tried to elbow him. Bennett countered the attack by ramming himself forward. The two collided and ended up in a awkward grapple. Neither man was strong enough to overpower the other. Bennett was struggling to keep control of the gun. The man was fighting to try to knock it out of his hands but because they were locking elbows he couldn't get a good grip on it. Bennett finally shoved the man back with enough force to make the man fall. He raised the gun at the man's head and squeezed off two lightning fast shots. Eyes dead cold and focused. They were both too close to each other to miss at this range... ((Double shot: 47+1+5=53.))
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