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@losilusiones
If you want to pick the house, then you should. You might end up with multiple rooms if you see it as a necessity for your weapons and such.
It might get lonely, so you can stay at my house! You're my friend and I trust you after all!
Oh! Ivan, should I get a house? I don't think the Potion or Surprise Box would be useful.
I just realized something... This is my favorite shirt!
She cursed at herself mentally rolling away from his strike. she readied the gun and tried again. Getting up quickly knowing well that she had missed thanks to the damn eye being injured. She held her sword in a defensive as she leaned against a tree to hold herself steady, the throbbing pain making her dizzy.
He swung once more and dropped the sword, holding onto his arm. He was shot, and by pure luck!
That's it. He forcibly grabbed her sword, yanking it from her. it was easier than he expected, but by the way she was leaning, he could only assumed she wasn't in the best shape.
"Killing you with your own weapon.. How sad."
With his other hand, he raised the sword and swung! He kept swinging and swinging, until he could no longer identify the face of the victim.
"... I need a doctor."
She was about to turn towards the direction she saw another weapon at when the rock hit her in the eye. She fell against the tree, gripping her sword in one hand and placing the other on her eye. The pain was great, and she could feel the blood. But she had to continue moving.
She threw herself towards the new weapon she found, reaching for it with her now bloody hand. It was a hand gun, possibly only had one to two bullets, but she had no time to waist. She pointed it towards Antonio and pulled the trigger.
He smiled in satisfaction as he saw her stumble back. He used that to his advantage as he made his way to her, sprinting as fast as he could-- Oh. That was a gun and she had it pointed at him. He didn't have time to react before he felt the bullet graze his arm.Â
That was a close one, but he should hurry before she shoots again.
"Learn how to shoot!" He yelled as he got even closer, raising his sword and swinging it.Â
She slid on the floor from being pushed back, tightening her grip on the sword. She was about to charge again when he swung at her legs. She quickly jumped backwards falling on her butt, but luckily she only received a slight scratch from the ax.
She glared up at him and quickly moved so not to give him a chance to attack her. She got back to her feet and ran into the forest, she needed an extra weapon in case her sword broke.
What was with the Italians and running? With a sigh, he dropped his axe and picked up a smaller weapon, a sword. It wasn't as great as her sword, but it was all he got.Â
He sprinted after all, trying to catch up with her as quickly as he can. "Should have asked Ivan for his pipe-- not like he would have given it to me." He mumbled, stopping instant and picking up a rock from the ground.
Lets hope this works.
He aimed at her head and threw it, hoping it would hit her on time.Â
If she could, she would have laughed at that. Yes. She was a monster, but he was the bigger monster. He was the reason she became a monster. He was the reason she killed an innocent girl bound to a wheel chair. Monsters creating other monsters.Â
She lowered the sword and charged at him. Swing it upwards with all her might. Against an ax, she had no idea how long her weapon would last, but hopefully it would last a bit longer than it.
He used his axe to block the sword, and pushed her back. He was quick on his feet and moved a few steps back, as he looked for a weak point.Â
"You need to swing much harder." He chuckled, raising his axe and aimed towards her legs. "I wonder if you'll be able to walk after this!"Â
And he swung.Â
She shrugged at hearing that Fia had thought of killing her. She deserved it, she killed two innocent people. She didnât care at all what happened next. If she was victorious in this fight or not it didnât matter. This was a suicide mission, and a revenge. Whichever it came out to it wouldnât hurt. No not at all. She was too far gone, Fia was dead and it was all her fault.
She swung the sword back again and stood at a ready position, waiting for him to make a move, or she would strike yet again.
No reaction? That was fine.
"I didn't agree with her actions though-- She didn't understand what you were doing for her. You wanted to keep her safe and protected, yet she called you a monster."
Seeing her get in position, he sighed and kneel down, picking up the hidden axe. It seemed perfectly sharpened, but he knew it wasn't going to stand a few hits. He needed to be careful.
"Ladies first."
She glared daggers at him as she picked up her pace, swinging the sword back, as she got closer she kicked off the ground and swung the sword the sword across his chest. She wasnât going to go easy on him, no she wanted him in pain.
He raised his hands to block it, not caring if he got cut or not. He wasn't going to raise a weapon yet, oh no, he needed to break her defenses first.
He knew how.
"I'm surprised you're still fighting for your sister! Even if she tried killing you! You must really love her, Isabella."
After hearing the confirmation of her new weapons being spred out she turns to the direction she last spotted the bastard who had killed her beloved sister. He may have picked weapons as his prize, but herâs were better, far more better.
As she continued forwards to his last location she caught sight of one of them, she ran to it and picked it up. A sword, it would have to do until she found a gun if possible.
As went on forward clutching the sword tightly as she saw him up ahead. He was dead meat.
Antonio was no idiot, he understood what would happen-- he had planned this. Of course during the short time-span, he made sure to find various weapons, and hid them around.
When he noticed her from the distance he let out a bright smile, hands resting calmly behind his back.
"Hello Isabella! It's odd to see you here!"
He laughed, "I was sure you were dead-- Oh wait! Wrong Italian."
We could find a lake or river or something..to wash them inâŠI donât think my clothes will fit youâŠ
Are you saying we should get naked in a lake?Â
ŃĐŸĐ»ĐœŃĐ”, iâm just pointing out that youâre cryingâŠ
... You don't mind if I cry on you, right?
Antonio stop crying
I'm not going to protect your paralyzed ass.
Ivan stop talking shit.Â
I can tellâŠdo you need another hug?
...
Once I get new clothes. I don't want you to be stained with blood.Â
Meu Deus..I was just calming him down earlier now..
I lost my composure.