Final Fantasy: SOLDIER

" Well, did you think of the consequences?" He planted his left foot firmly and flung his fist at Bradley. " You're dealing with a First Class SOLDIER, man. Don't get over-confident."

 

"First class SOLDIER," Bradley said, "Meet first class Special Rebel Agent code number 895640. And the only other one like me is Jason Matroya, my student in arms." Bradley said, grabbing Chris's arm and keeping himself well ducked.

 

Chris wrenched out of his grip, easily moving into a lower punch with his left hand.

 

Bradley sighed and raised his arms as he got hit, then brushed himself off like it was nothing.

 

Chris didn't show any time of victory. He reached for his sword and slashed from above.

 

Bradley snapped his fingers and he was immediately in the air, and then he kicked the flat of Chris's blade, sending him flying.(Trying to not powerplay or god mod, tell me if I accidentally did so. I will edit.)

 

OOC: definition of power-playing:
an action against another OC.
power playing:
' Dark attacked Light, impaling him.'
o.k.:
' Dark attacked Light, trying to impale him.

 

OOC: KK, thankie.

 

OOC: that was power-playing, man

BIC: Chris recovered mid-air, falling down. Aiming his sword, he kept going downward toward at Bradley.

 

OOC: Shoot.

BIC: Bradley looked up and jumped back as the impact came closer.

 

Chris moved his sword, landed on the ground with a soft thud and slashing out at Bradley.

 

OOC: Are we allowed to have Materia?

BIC: Bradley ducked and some strands of his hair was cut off in the process.

 

OOC: define Materia in the context.

 

OOC: As in support Materia, Independent Materia, Magic Materia, Summon Materia... Anything to help your character when they desperately need it, per se. Like Independent Materia to help your character in fights, Support Materia to help with weapons and armors, Magic Materia just to have fun with spells, Summoning Materia o have some backup in battles... You get the picture, right?

 

OOC: you can do that.....

 

OOC: Cool, thanx. But I won't use them often.

BIC: Bradley smiled. Pulling out a small blue-white spherical glass object, he shoved it into his hand and it began to glow.

 

He watched him, expecting something considerably large to happen.

 

Bradley smiled and stabbed the ground with his Teleport-All Materia, a large burst of light emitting from the ground. Bradley quickly jumped on his bike and rode away.

 

"Crap. He got away." He got on his bike and rode back to town.

 

Bradley smiled at another successful escape. Looking at his phone, he noticed he had a message from Jack.