07-11-2018, 05:38 PM
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As a human, there were numerous different ways to take out an opponent without actually killing them. It wasn't hard to figure out which wounds could end up being considered fatal in a certain area. He was used to the aspect of sparring with different humans the methods he could use to dispatch them quickly and efficiently. He was also forced to become better with hand to hand combat when he joined Project Freelancer as he was bound to fight at close range rather than fight at the medium range that he was used to fighting at. Washington had to be able to be decent at most fighting in general, and that's exactly what he was. He was decent. He didn't excel. What he did have on his side though was strategic thinking. Making it easier for him to figure out what his opponent would likely do next after he attacked. All the different types of opponents that came at him had their different patterns that they used with fighting. Being able to identify that pattern certainly helped during his time in the Great War. The aliens that they fought against had their own method of fighting, the large ones usually hung back and waited for the enemy to be whittled down by the smaller troops that were easier to kill. Using them as fodder.
From there the large aliens would come in, usually, try to get behind the energy and keep just out of range from any close combat. The aliens knew that almost every soldier had knives after all and getting into a physical fight with one of them could also prove fatal. Since they had the technology to go invisible, it was easy for them to make assassinations when others least expect it. They were smart just like humans were, and it was because of how smart they were that they had to adapt and learn to be smarter and even more clever than they were. He had experience when it came to fighting, and even if his body didn't match what his brain said it was better than not knowing anything at all. The Freelancer was able to learn and excel beyond what he thought was capable of when it came to the Project. They had even given him a second chance, and it was through that experience that he was who he was today. Which was both a good and bad thing because he didn't want to be who he was right now. It simply didn't feel right and what he would give to just have a rifle to shoot through the dinosaur's skull to simply end it all. They were just another animal after all and weren't built like a scorpion tank that could have bullets bounce off of it instead of through it. Although, it kinda depended on what kind of bullet it was in the first place.
Either way, Washington wasn't going to be playing any sort of games against the raptor, as it would just mean that he would be risking his life even more than he should be doing. This was ridiculous, and it was because of the Ascendant's lack of control that he was having to put his foot down. Although it was more of a paw now. The raptor that he was fighting against had three weapons. Its mouth, hands, and feet. He wasn't an idiot. Washington knew that with the length of those claws they could cause some serious damage if he wasn't careful. Washington looked through his visor as the raptor raised its foot into the air, which wasn't all that high considering that the raptor wasn't exactly flexible when it came to its legs. Washington moved slightly backward and heard the sound of scraping metal as the sickle claw clashed against the forward part of his armor. Before the raptor could pull away her foot though, Washington would raise one of his paws and aim to latch his claws onto the female's foot. Considering one her legs was up in the air meant that she was already off balance. From there, if he was able to keep the females foot into the air, he would aim to use his body weight to pull forward to cause her to trip and fall over onto the ground on her side.
If that was successful, the nearly 600lb smilodon would aim to leap on top of the Utahraptor, and wrapping his two front legs around the leg that he had just been attached to, he would aim to pull toward himself, aiming to dislocate the raptors hip. It wouldn't kill, and hell it would be painful, but it would also mean that she wouldn't be capable of getting up. The Freelancer didn't care if he caused her pain, it would probably show her not to mess with him again. Considering the thick scales that covered her body, her claws would do minimum damage and mostly be used to grab onto her then cause wounds. If he was on top of the Utahraptor, he would use his back legs to keep her head down as he would place his paws on the side of her neck to keep her mouth from latch onto him while he was on top of her. But that was only once he was able to get on top of the slightly larger animal. Again, the situation would have been different if he didn't have his helmet on and could use his mouth. "speech"
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