Epee Round 1: Moreno, J. vs. Limier

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INDIVIDUAL EPEE: ROUND 1
MORENO, J. VS. LIMIER

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Please refer to the Epee Info Thread for information regarding the administration of this event. The Dice Table is posted again below for reference. Please note that if a competitor DOES NOT POST within 36 hours, they FORFEIT THE COMPETITION. This rule is simply to ensure that the bouts occur within a reasonable timeframe so we can move on with the tournament without any holdups.

Epee Dice Table:

1	Hand	Point
2	Foot	Point
3	Knee	Point
4	Shoulder	Point
5	Shoulder	Point
6	Arm	Point
7	Arm	Point
8	Arm	Point
9	Chest	Point
10	Chest	Point
11	Stomach	Point
12	Stomach	Point
13	Hip	Point
14	Mask	Point
15	Parry	No point
16	Parry	No point
17	Parry	No point
18	Parry	No point
19	Double Touch*	Point for both
20	Double Touch*	Point for both

*If the fencers are tied at 14-14, no points are awarded for a double touch.

CURRENT SCORE

Jayde Moreno: 15
Braxton Limier: 13

WINNER: MORENO, J.

Let the games begin!

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[Snakebird]

Braxton was impatient, and when he became impatient his scars began to itch. He wanted to win this, proving himself to the Lyons. The simple fact that Jaime wasn't here made him feel odd, the absence of someone who he was so loyal to wasn't an everyday feeling. But Jaime had fallen ill before the Olympics could begin, and it was up to Braxton to represent The Kingslayers in fencing. Bianca, the "Beauty," was entered in boxing, but Braxton was doing almost every combat sport. The other two types of fencing didn't appeal to him, the rules were too complicated. Epee was realistic, stab anywhere and you get a point, simple enough for even his dull mind to understand.

So District Two's bloodhound stood in the equipment room, donning the gear for fencing. First was the suit, snow white, but with fancy electronics for registering a touch of the sword. The helmet and mask were next, gingerly lowered over his face, the bottom of the mask slightly brushing exposed bone. Braxton snarled, and lifted the epee. It was a delicate sword, much lighter and smaller than the type he was used to, but it would do for this event.

He stepped onto the strip, looking at the electronic scoreboard for information about his opponent. "A Moreno," he thought, a loose smile breaking on one half of his burned face. "a worthy opponent." Without breathing a word, he lifted the sword to face the girl, and moved forward.

[dice=20]

The girl blocked his attack, and he backpedaled slightly. Braxton tried to find her eyes through the mask, and let out a snarl.

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[✨ zozo.]

jayde moreno

The silver uniform with the large '1' brandishing her back felt weird. She was so used to fighting in her own clothes, not used to the bulky sporting equipment marking who she was and where she was from. She wasn't used to fighting without attempting to kill, either. In fact, the only reason she'd signed up for these Olympics was to get away from her hectic household, so infamous for failures these past two games.

But Jayde wasn't a failure. And it might not be Victor status, but coming home with a medal around her neck may just buy her the appreciation from her 'parents' that she so desperately craved.

So, driven by the determination to win, and with sharp reflexes and an eye for spotting loopholes in her movement, she strode up to her position, weapon in hand, with the mental note in the back of her head to try not to kill anyone today - and shut her mask closed with a flick of her wrist. Smirking beneath the mesh under her mask, she quickly blocked his first attack with a slice of her weapon, and dove for her opponent.

[dice=20]

LOL I'M AN IDIOT LET'S TRY THIS AGAIN

Another smirk appeared with a glint in her eye as she felt her weapon make contact and the electronic scoring board flash. The crowd burst into applause at the matches' first point - but Jayde was just getting started.

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[Snakebird]

The point of her epee goes high, and lands a hit on Braxton's shoulder. He was caught off-guard, something that isn't wanted in a fencing match. He tried to find a rhythm, but in a fast paced match, there wouldn't be time for that. So he lunged again.

[dice=20]

Braxton's blade goes high, and hits an area around her chest. The point registers as her epee connects with his body, each of the combatants earning a point

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[✨ zozo.]

jayde moreno

Still a point ahead, Jayde didn't let her concentration falter. Luck could easily twist itself around and her score could plummet towards the end of the round - so she made sure she didn't get too cocky. This was a girl who spent her days making sure she didn't let her guard down for a knife in the back, a spear through her chest, or a bag over her mouth to strip her of oxygen. Lunging toward the boy again, she made her next move, ever as eager to win.

[dice=20]

Another signal of a double-touch flashed across the screen, letting out a deep breath of air. At least she was still in the lead - if only by a marginal point.

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[Snakebird]

The Moreno girl lunges forward again, and Braxton receives her touch to the chest with a jab aimed at the foot. The blow connects, and they both receive a point. He snarls again, frustrated at how they appear to be almost equal. He thinks he is better, he just has to prove it.

[dice=20]

He lunges, but his sword is met with steel. The girl parries his attack, and it appears she is going to lunge again.

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jayde moreno

People had always underestimated Jayde. Because she was a street kid. Because she was a girl. Because she was a Moreno, a name once so prestigious some were too afraid to speak it aloud. Now it only tasted half as bitter - they were good, but not good enough. Second place, that's as good as the Moreno family had gotten in the Games. She hadn't even bothered to track what place Jae had gotten, killed by a twelve year old. The memory made her want to laugh, or snarl, or both.

Instead, she took it out on her opponent.

Blocking him again and hearing his frustrated groan of disappointment only made her thirst to prove herself greater. No-one would think low of her any longer. Not him, not the crowd, not even her parents. No-one would ever underestimate Jayde Moreno, the raggedy girl from District One, again.

[dice=20]

Satisfied with her attack and the approving noises from the crowds, she said nothing, face remaining as still as a statue. Jayde wouldn't dare test her confidence until the match was well under way, and she was just getting started.

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[Snakebird]

A hit on his arm, and Braxton was ready to tackle his opponent and beat them up the old fashioned way. That wouldn't do, he was here to represent the Lyons, and fighting on the strip would put an end to his medal hopes in this event. He focused his rage into precision, and stabbed once again.

[dice=20]

The epee connected with her torso, putting Braxton one point short of a tie. He smirked with the good side of his face, and prepared to parry any attacks.

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jayde moreno

To her silent prediction, her opponent in purple scored. Now only a point lay between the two sparers, but Jayde was comfortable with the score. There was always time to slip ahead - or behind, for that matter. And she wouldn't let that happen any time soon.

[dice=20]

Satisfied with another arm attack - this kid really needed to stop flailing those things out in the open - she maintained her marginal lead and changed her stance, ready for the next blow.

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[Snakebird]

The Moreno slipped ahead, landing another hit on Braxton's arm. He realized that his lunges made his free arm an easy target, and tucked it away behind him. He moved to go again, and struck forward.

[dice=20]

She parries his hit again, and he realizes that she might be better than him. But he can't let her win, his pride is too high for that.

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jayde moreno

She was sneaking ahead - just how she liked it. If she kept this up, she may just push herself further and further into the lead - 9 more points would take her into the next round. Feeling the tension pulsate off of her competitor and the crowd, she blocked his attack easily and went in for another point.

[dice=20]

Diving downwards to snag his foot, another flash on the screen and applause from the crowd signified yet another point adding to her score. Still keeping a clear mind, but having a little weight being lifted off of her shoulders every point she scored, she smiled slightly under her mask and waited for her next attack.

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[Snakebird]

Her foil goes down, and touches the tip of Braxton's foot. He curls his lip in annoyance, trying to get into the mindset for fighting. Without a life-or-death mentality, fighting isn't fighting. They reset, and Braxton lunges again.

[dice=20]

The sword darts in, and Braxton pokes into her arm with it. Point.

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[✨ zozo.]

jayde moreno

Now it was Jayde's turn to get caught-out with her arm. Karma could be a real bitch, yet she just curled her lip in annoyance and attempted to block out the calls of her trainers. She knew what she was doing, she could win this. She had to win this.

[dice=20]

And she returned the favour, snagging yet another arm point.

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[Snakebird]

Another point his arm, and he was frustrated. He had always thought himself a decent fighter, but this was embarrassing. So he lunged again.

[dice=20]

He hit her on the arm, and attack to remind her that this was payback. It was his fight, and he would win.

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[✨ zozo.]

jayde moreno

This had turned from a duel with epee's to a duel of arms, from Jayde's point of view. Almost neck and neck to her opponent, she continued up the scoreboard with her marginal lead, determined to stay focused. She now aimed for below the waist, not wanting to stretch out her aiming for the arm technique for too long.

[dice=20]

With a satisfying tap on Two's knee, another point was added to her score.

[j = 8 ; b = 5]

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