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Enoh Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-20)
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 Posted: Fri Nov 20, 2015 10:07 am
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Harley was indeed waiting for him already.
Eating was something she did with general haste. Not fast enough to cause gastric distress, but she certainly didn't waste her time. She usually had more important things to do, after all. So much to do, and so little time to do it. So much effort wasted on meals.
When he arrived on the training grounds, she was tying her hair back in a bun, making sure it was secure enough to not fall out during the spar. Her battle style, she had learned, involved an awful lot of moving and gymnastics. With her hair being as long as it was, it was more of a liability than anything.
"Took you long enough." She greeted him with a wave, grinning as she caught sight of him strolling onto the field. "Scared?" She teased.
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Nov 27, 2015 1:41 pm
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Harley didn't usually like the idea of anything, because there were still quite a few things she was uncomfortable or hesitant over, but at the same time, she couldn't exactly refuse his wager. That was the point of them, after all. She puffed out her cheeks, clicked her tongue, and finally sighed.
"Alright, but if I win, we spend the day doing whatever I want." There was a small pause. "-Plus I want one of your sweaters!" She added, because it was important. Sweaters were great. It was her turn to summon her weapon now, bringing forth the same heavy class, skull-like axe she had the last time they faced off.
"Do we shake on it, or just get started?"
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Feb 26, 2016 5:48 pm
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"You're right. I was trying to be nice. It was so easy." Hattie was grinning widely again, though she flinched as the blade hit her shield. While it took most of the damage, the force of momentum was enough to make her react in the way she had. It had been easy then, but they had been on the same level; she refused to believe he would have gone easy on her. There was no room for that sort of chivalry in the world they lived in. Now, he out ranked her, and with that status came a boost of FEAR. It made him quicker than he had been then, and his weapon allowed for speed. Hers did not.
He was slightly too far away to kick, no matter how badly she wanted to. Instead, she dropped Lament's heavy blade towards the ground, readjusting her grip on the handle. All it took was a step forward and a hefting pull to bring the massive weapon up and over her head in a wide arc, bringing it down on his head.
Rather, she had aimed for his head, but managed to catch the shield at his shoulder.
"Which brings me back to my original point: You had to outrank me to get the upper hand."
HP: 28
DMG: 5
CHG: 2/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2016 9:26 am
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It was still pretty impressive, seeing someone built like Hattie swinging a giant axe up and over her head. Impressive enough to be at least vaguely distracting, which meant Zeke was a split second too slow in his attempts to dodge to heavy hit. It came slamming down into his shoulder, hard, which was actually a little jarring, threatened to buckle his knees just from the sheer force of it, but Largertha took in the damage, saving him from the brunt of the pain.
"Hey," he countered, taking a step back and dropping into a ready crouch. "I'll take whatever advantage I can get." Zeke didn't have any false pride, she should know that by now.
A flick of his wrist, and he sent the empty handle swinging her way in a quick whip.
HP:44
DMG: 3
CHG: 3/3
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