umbrellastoughest:

darckcarnival:

She let out a whistle as he nonchalantly caught the blades with his arm, caring less about the wounds. He wasn’t bad at all. She perked an eyebrow at the pipe he had grabbed. Hah, ironic, classic melee weapon, no matter where she went. And she once used it to take down zombies. How interesting. She couldn’t help but chuckle, and stayed with a calm stance, slipping her thumbs into the belt loops of her pants.

“Heh, thanks, it felt great to do it. You should see me with bullets. That’s actually challenging. But, since you seem to want to get in close quarters combat, I think it’d be fair if I absconded. Because as you said, you certainly won’t.” She smirked widely, and slowly began to walk backwards, almost waiting for him to come at her.

He walked forwards, slapping the pipe against his free palm, thinking about what to do next. She was sure to abscond as soon as possible, so he had best get some good hits in before she did. “You know, I would love to see that sometime. Catching bullets, very impressive.” And with that, he charged forward once again. However, this time, instead of just attacking, he ‘passed’ the pipe towards Darck’s head, like you would pass a basketball.

Using the momentum from his previous advance, he lunges forward, hoping she’s distracted, and stabs forward with the knives that seem to appear in his hands.

Darck stopped in her walking backwards, and leaned backwards quickly, letting the pipe soar over her head, and then flipped backwards. She kept her thumbs looped and hooked into the belt loops of her pants, not using them as it would be more fair that way. She managed to avoid the stabbing of the sudden knife.

Once flipped back, her feet caught the pipe, one ankle spinning the pipe around with a small bit of hassles, before she landed on one foot, the other balancing the pipe, and then kicking it right back at Roach. “Jesus, remind me to not do THAT again.”