[Fortunately, even the whip is easy to cut away. Unfortunately, Hisoka doesn't move back with the swipe. He takes it, unbothered.
But the sword finds a solid hit rather than soft flesh. From the point of contact outward, his skin begins to harden all over. He curls a hand over the blade, not to break it to bend it back, but to keep Tsuru in place.]
Oh no... Now I'm hard. We'll really have to finish.
[And then he tries to sock Tsuru in the stomach with the other hand.]
[ this would be less of a problem if tsurumaru was the type to just abandon his sword
unfortunately, he's not. he just grimaces as he tries to get it out of hisoka's grip, although he tries to move out of the way of hisoka's punch. it... doesn't quite work, considering he doesn't want to lose the sword which means he can't just retreat, so he's still getting hit in the stomach. ]
Ah... nice trick...
[ he somehow sounds both entertained and annoyed at the same time. ]
[He arm he used to punch slides around Tsuru's shoulder from the front, and he lets the sword go. He doesn't seem to be any heavier, but his flesh has become pretty hard, rocky without being too extraordinarily jagged.]
I'm still a little angry at being killed. [This is said right by Tsuru's ear.] I had a good way to prevent it from most of the others. There was a lot I had to do, but I guess they don't mind playing with gambits.
One person who could have helped them down, one to go. ♠
[ it's a reflex, really, that makes him try to stab hisoka in the leg despite the ability. he doesn't even realize that he attempted it until his swords hit the rock and his frown deepens. ]
He glances down slowly between them to the sword which sort of just... kind of clanks off his leg.] Ah. [Tsuru is so rude. Hisoka isn't even feeling anything up.
This time when he punches Tsuru, he does so with enough force and swing of the hips to send Tsuru at least skidding back. He straightens and cocks his head swiftly to each side to crack his neck.]
Ah. We should get started then. It shouldn't be rushed.
[Like with Kara, he spends a good chunk of the initial offense dodging. He keeps the plant sword folded behind his back for now. It's a little fun ot make Tsuru work for it. Have to keep the sword in shape.
They won't get anywhere if there's not enough stamina or flexibility.]
[Surprised (but thrilled?? bad), Hisoka pauses to just........ allow this to happen. He's curious? That doesn't mean his guard is down, not at all. Tsuru isn't the only one who enjoys surprises.
but tsuru is going to kick at the back of hisoka's knees. which may seem stupid, because of the whole hardened body thing, except he backs the kick up with a very strong gust of air that will hopefully help topple hisoka over. ]
At first, he takes the brunt of the hit; Rock Solid helps keep him stable. But the push of wind is new (and exciting), and his leg gives way and slides off ahead of him without consent. Ah.
It's fun because he's an acrobat at heart. He doesn't resist; lets his leg go flying up in the air while the rest of his body goes down. He twists so Tsuru isn't in his blind spot, one hand dropping toward the ground to push off.
Vines bust from the skin of his wrist and dig into the ground, keeping him from flying away. He uses the hold to pull, swing himself back around to try to kick.]
but he unfortunately appreciates hisoka's quick thinking, and when he kicks tsuru will go to sidestep it, once again trying to cut the vines that he summoned. ]
As long as we keep having fun like this, I'll always be hard.
[His legs whizz by Tsuru, and he twists his arm enough to let Tsuru cut the vines without cutting off his hand. He's released, and he goes flying several feet off to land in a skid on his feet.]
[But he's smiling? The solid, rocky form of his skin slowly smooths out once more. It doesn't seem as if he moves any more freely than he had been able to already. He faces Tsuru and drops a bit into a ready position.]
[ he won't try to actually skewer him again, probably
but he stands still for a moment before once again running towards him, aiming for hisoka's arm. although with the way the sword positioned, it wouldn't actually cut him, just. hit him very hard, if it connects. ]
[He stands and waits for Tsuru to get closer, and then he moves. He doesn't dodge completely, though. Instead, he lets the sword hit. It hurts, sure, but the pain is revitalizing.
The expression he makes is unfortunately very zealous.
And then he steps in toward Tsuru to try to give him a combo of punches with his fists.]
the problem with being that close up is that he can't easily dodge the blows. he can move out of the way of the first one, but then the next hits, connecting with (throws dart) his chin.
tsuru winces, glaring at hisoka again. not his face, bitch ]
come on, he's been punched plenty of times, and his face is fine? (he's garbage but you can't say he doesn't have a nice looking face shut up) he swings a few more times at tsuru's face, probably on a purpose.
[If the sword at his throat bothers him, Hisoka doesn't make any indication. It probably doesn't. He looks pleased and excited. His fingers give Tsuru's neck a short squeeze before relaxing.]
I play more cards than I do chess. Checkmate?
[i don't want to have to type he's horny but he's uh horny probably]
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But the sword finds a solid hit rather than soft flesh. From the point of contact outward, his skin begins to harden all over. He curls a hand over the blade, not to break it to bend it back, but to keep Tsuru in place.]
Oh no... Now I'm hard. We'll really have to finish.
[And then he tries to sock Tsuru in the stomach with the other hand.]
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unfortunately, he's not. he just grimaces as he tries to get it out of hisoka's grip, although he tries to move out of the way of hisoka's punch. it... doesn't quite work, considering he doesn't want to lose the sword which means he can't just retreat, so he's still getting hit in the stomach. ]
Ah... nice trick...
[ he somehow sounds both entertained and annoyed at the same time. ]
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[He arm he used to punch slides around Tsuru's shoulder from the front, and he lets the sword go. He doesn't seem to be any heavier, but his flesh has become pretty hard, rocky without being too extraordinarily jagged.]
I'm still a little angry at being killed. [This is said right by Tsuru's ear.] I had a good way to prevent it from most of the others. There was a lot I had to do, but I guess they don't mind playing with gambits.
One person who could have helped them down, one to go. ♠
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You're a little too close.
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He glances down slowly between them to the sword which sort of just... kind of clanks off his leg.] Ah. [Tsuru is so rude. Hisoka isn't even feeling anything up.
This time when he punches Tsuru, he does so with enough force and swing of the hips to send Tsuru at least skidding back. He straightens and cocks his head swiftly to each side to crack his neck.]
I thought you missed me.
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that hurt.
it takes him a moment to straight up again and he shrugs, although he's? wincing? he's used to getting stabbed, not punched. ]
I'm shy.
[ no he's not. ]
Did I hurt your feelings? My bad.
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We hadn't seen each other in so long. I thought you'd want me closer.
[He holds his palm out, and vines again begin to pool over his hand. Instead of a whip, they stiffen together to form a
sword.]
I'm ready for you.
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[ he hums in approval though and-- he moves again, going straight for the sword.
tsuru is still fast, although not as quick as he was earlier just because he's still waiting for the pain from the punch to subside. ]
can't wait to unlock this
[Like with Kara, he spends a good chunk of the initial offense dodging. He keeps the plant sword folded behind his back for now. It's a little fun ot make Tsuru work for it. Have to keep the sword in shape.
They won't get anywhere if there's not enough stamina or flexibility.]
nO
but tsuru is going to try to actually get behind hisoka then, at first making it seem like he's going straight at him before changing direction. ]
im back
So surprise him.]
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but tsuru is going to kick at the back of hisoka's knees. which may seem stupid, because of the whole hardened body thing, except he backs the kick up with a very strong gust of air that will hopefully help topple hisoka over. ]
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At first, he takes the brunt of the hit; Rock Solid helps keep him stable. But the push of wind is new (and exciting), and his leg gives way and slides off ahead of him without consent. Ah.
It's fun because he's an acrobat at heart. He doesn't resist; lets his leg go flying up in the air while the rest of his body goes down. He twists so Tsuru isn't in his blind spot, one hand dropping toward the ground to push off.
Vines bust from the skin of his wrist and dig into the ground, keeping him from flying away. He uses the hold to pull, swing himself back around to try to kick.]
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but he unfortunately appreciates hisoka's quick thinking, and when he kicks tsuru will go to sidestep it, once again trying to cut the vines that he summoned. ]
Are you ever going to stop being so hard?
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[His legs whizz by Tsuru, and he twists his arm enough to let Tsuru cut the vines without cutting off his hand. He's released, and he goes flying several feet off to land in a skid on his feet.]
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but he claps at the maneuver. ]
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You can be a little rougher. Should I stop being hard so you can use your sword?
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[ and he'd be upsetti ]
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[But he's smiling? The solid, rocky form of his skin slowly smooths out once more. It doesn't seem as if he moves any more freely than he had been able to already. He faces Tsuru and drops a bit into a ready position.]
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[ he won't try to actually skewer him again, probably
but he stands still for a moment before once again running towards him, aiming for hisoka's arm. although with the way the sword positioned, it wouldn't actually cut him, just. hit him very hard, if it connects. ]
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[He stands and waits for Tsuru to get closer, and then he moves. He doesn't dodge completely, though. Instead, he lets the sword hit. It hurts, sure, but the pain is revitalizing.
The expression he makes is unfortunately very zealous.
And then he steps in toward Tsuru to try to give him a combo of punches with his fists.]
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the problem with being that close up is that he can't easily dodge the blows. he can move out of the way of the first one, but then the next hits, connecting with (throws dart) his chin.
tsuru winces, glaring at hisoka again. not his face, bitch ]
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come on, he's been punched plenty of times, and his face is fine? (he's garbage but you can't say he doesn't have a nice looking face shut up) he swings a few more times at tsuru's face, probably on a purpose.
and then he tries to grapple the man's neck.]
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well, guess he's getting choked. except he still has a sword, and that is coming to press against hisoka's neck.
it's not a slash, or anything, but the blade will be nestled lovingly against hisoka's skin, ready to dig deeper at any moment. ]
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I play more cards than I do chess. Checkmate?
[i don't want to have to type he's horny but he's uh horny probably]
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