Brutus & Tug vs. West

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West pulls out both of his pistols and reverses them to hold by their slide assemblies. He had activated Acceleration while observing the other fights.

"Weapons then?" Brutus' hands dispear in his coat an reapear being red-brown metal knuckes on his fist. his thickened fingers making the fitting odd, but Brutus seems at ease. His resonance grows more stable.

Tug notices the similarity between himself and Khalvin and chuckles before slipping his own brass knuckles on.

"What are you, my twin? I knew you played ball. College?"

"Oakland Raiders," Tug smiles.

"Well now. You have me beat in everything/" Brutus says wryly.

West springs quickly into action, bringing the butt of both pistols to bear against Tug's temples.

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((4B vs. Tug, no DEF for West so -4 spell, -6 armor ))

Tug takes a couple of hard knocks from West's pistols. He thinks he's learned something from his last fight with Orphan, and what West said before the fight. Remembering his bout of drunkenness the other night, Tug casts Chemical Imbalance on West, but he doesn't quite get him drunk enough to gain an advantage.

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Brutus swings hard but hit only air.

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West continues his assault, swinging those pistols hard at Tug. He hears a satisfactory crack as a rib breaks.((2B vs Tug, 7B total))

Tug, weary of his body's weakness, boost his natural endurance, and considers his next move.

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((Health= 4+8, 12 total, 7B,))

Brutus sees Tug casting and reaches for his shoulder. He Pictures wounds disspating and backs away, ready for West when he comes.

[/spoiler]2009-06-08 00:20:17 Brutus rolls 5 to Heal Tug (Life/Gno) (10 Again)7, 1, 10, 8, 5, 2 2 successes[/spoiler]

West Shifts the Sands, betting he can put the two big men down, since he already knows how they'll react.
((Tug at 8B, Brutus at 3B))

Tug barely stays conscious...maybe that's why this feels like deja vu, he thinks.

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((Tug's Health increases to 11, 7 mana total, no wp))

Brutus sees Tug go down and reaches for his shoulder. He Pictures wounds disspating and backs away, ready for West when he comes. This has happened already.

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((Tug at 3B, Brutus at 3B))

West was wrong.

West pistol whips Brutus in the throat, knocking the big man down, then backs out of range.

(( Brutus fails STA check; West is at -9 Mana, -4 WP ))

Tug lets his Mage Sight dissipate, and tries to Hone himself again, this time giving power to his muscles.

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West moves in to strike Tug again, but only hits him in the shoulder.

Tug tries to use the Supernal to cow West into submission, but the Magister's will is stronger. Damn, he thinks, preparing himself for another onslaught by dropping his supernal strength and letting his enhanced endurance resurface. How is he supposed to win if he can't hit?

West, sensing his opponent's sudden lack of vigor, swings the butt of the pistol onto Tug's collarbone, then stays to finish the job.

Tug goes for the Tug Hug to stop West. He comes up short.

West tries to cast, but his spell fails. He Pattern slows down to interact with Time as the Fallen world demands.

Tug tries to intoxicate West again, hoping for a better result. He's still only tipsy, dammit.

West moves in for the knockout blow. Metal cracks bone, and Tug's brain sloshes within his skull, stutter steps backward, and his knee buckles, sending him to the turf.