Originally posted by Chaosbark
A hand interlacing the blade would enclose. The sharp end of the blade buried into his palm he would still grip it along with the pole. Placing his hand down he would drop the blade quietly blood trailing along his finger tips. Flicking them once he would hold the pipe at an angle. Shifting his foot once he would send the pole spinning towards Cobain, the pipe was slanted so it's trajectory was as such as well. Blood even flicked off it from Belmont's hand as the pipe spun.
Cobain tried to move quickly, but the pole would knock her shoulder hard. She would catch herself, with her foot, and as the pole spun by, her arm would reach out and grab it. Spinning it around she would growl at Belmont, as his blood smeared across her face and hands.
She would take the pole, and charge at Belmont, smashing the end of the pole hard into the cement she would lift her body and swing around, her steel heels flinging across towards Belmonts handsome face.
She would land, pulling the pole from the floor, and gripping it hard in her hand.
She would slowly turn on her heels, facing Belmont to see if she had done the damage that she had aimed to do.
Originally posted by She Seduced
Cobain tried to move quickly, but the pole would knock her shoulder hard. She would catch herself, with her foot, and as the pole spun by, her arm would reach out and grab it. Spinning it around she would growl at Belmont, as his blood smeared across her face and hands.
She would take the pole, and charge at Belmont, smashing the end of the pole hard into the cement she would lift her body and swing around, her steel heels flinging across towards Belmonts handsome face.
She would land, pulling the pole from the floor, and gripping it hard in her hand.
She would slowly turn on her heels, facing Belmont to see if she had done the damage that she had aimed to do.
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Belmont tilted his back slightly to avoid the worst part of the blow at his face. Recieving the hell none the less, it would cut his face at a diagonal blood slowly oozing out. Raising his hand, he would cover his face letting out a deep growl as the pain slowly disappated. The wound was healing ever so slowly as well.