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 Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2016 11:24 am
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The snow in the training fields had been packed down thoroughly by many feet, and Micah was grateful that his boots had good tread. Still, the footing was treacherous. He figured that if he was going to have to fight, he was going to have to know how to fight in any kind of conditions, so this was good practice.
Practice. It was something he was doing daily, now, and he didn't really feel like he was getting much better, even though Nova said that she thought he was. She wasn't exactly easy to wield. There was a kind of motion he had to make with his arm, a directed snap that came from the upper arm and shoulder and rolled all the way down his arm, and it wasn't easy to do.
He faced off with one of the practice dummies, still half buried in the packed snow, and he swung his arm back, making the slight rolling motion of his wrist that would send Nova back and out away from his body to start, and then brought his arm over and around in a rapid snap. Nova's lash curled through the air and sliced across the dummy's chest, but there was no crack. Micah sighed.
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Posted: Sun Feb 14, 2016 8:41 pm
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Micah turned, eyeing the newcomer with mild suspicion at first. Her coat was unembellished, he noted, which meant that she was a trainee, like him. That should mean less chance of getting flattened, at least. "Sure," he said, "good practice, right?" After a moment, he offered, "I'm Micah," and swapped Nova to his left hand so he could offer a handshake.
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
10
Total: 10 (1-20)
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prolixity rolled 1 12-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-12)
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Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2016 5:27 pm
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"Nice to meet ya," Micah answered. His handshake was firm, a grip that seemed fairly sure of himself. "I'm in Moon division," he added, probably unnecessarily given that he was wearing his coat and had had the back of it turned toward her when she approached.
"Dunno, that'd mean I could control her," he said, but sounded fairly cheerful about it. When she let go, he swapped Nova back to his right hand, shaking his arm out a little to loosen it up.
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 8
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2016 4:10 pm
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"Death," Gretchen added with a grin, turning on her heel enough to flash the twin scythes on the back of her coat. She wondered, at times, what it might have been like if she'd been placed in one of the other divisions, but she understood why they'd stuck her where they had. Physical limitations, though having little effect on day to day life, would have been a bit of a liability for a Moon or a Sun.
(They wouldn't want you anywayssssss. You've nothing to offer them.)
The hissing voice had the trainee tightening her grip on the staff, and she gave it a spin, bringing it around in front of her for a two handed grip, one end lifting in Micah's direction. "She a handful?" Gretch could relate.
(Foolisssssh child.)
Hush.
Devika hissed, and Gretchen stepped forward, making the first move with a swing of the staff towards the young man's side.
HP: 40
DMG: 5
CHG: 1/3
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prolixity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Mar 12, 2016 8:42 am
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Opinions where one way to put it. Gretchen clucked nervously. "You could say that. She's..." The trainee bit her tongue there, since there was no answer she could give that would let her escape without hearing an earful from now until the end of time. Instead, after the lash had whipped across her hand and arm, she shrugged as answer.
"So how long have you been here?" New herself, she hadn't seen all the faces on the island herself, but she had an idea of who had been there for a while and who hadn't. Micah seemed pretty new.
This was still a spar, though, so despite the questions she was advancing again. Swinging the staff up and around, similar to major leaguer stepping up to bat.
HP: 39
DMG: 9 (Geez gretch, since when do you kick butt?)
CHG: 2/3
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prolixity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Mar 13, 2016 7:48 pm
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Micah nodded understandingly to the non-answer to his question, and answered hers with "A while, since Delta City," because it seemed like most people here knew when that had been.
Her swing caught him off guard, and he stumbled and almost fell, breath whooshing out of him. Holy s**t!
We get her! Get her! Nova demanded, furious.
Micah retreated a few steps to catch his breath, and brought Nova up and around and out in a long snap that rolled all the way down his arm, smooth and powerful. The whip lashed out and snapcurled around Gretchen's body, then pulled free with a yank, her blades slicing deep along the path of her lash.
HP: 26/40
Dmg: 9
Charge: 2/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 7
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Apr 03, 2016 8:40 am
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"That was a trip, huh?" She commented almost idly, voice gone a little softer in lieu of any lingering bad memories the other trainee may have had in regards to Delta City. From what she'd heard, and what paper work she'd had to file, it had been a nightmare. One Gretchen was more than happy having missed.
Of course, this was a spar, and letting her guard down, for whatever reason, was just a bad idea.
{Focussss!} Devika hissed it, low and menacing, just as Micah's arm was drawing back for an offensive strike. Gretch tried to deflect it, staff moving automatically to meet the bladed whip, but it wasn't a solid thing that could just be brushed aside. It was a fluid thing, and connecting with Devika didn't slow it down, and it didn't to much to dissuade it's course. The lash curled around her body, biting in, and ripping as Micah yanked it back.
She would turn with the motion, trying to make it less and failing, but gaining momentum none-the-less. Momentum she'd use to her advantage. The bo staff whipped around in a fast arch, down and up again as she swung it up, trying to clip the other hunter shoulder.
HP: 30
DMG: 9
CHG: 3/3
prolixity The damage these two are doing, damn
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prolixity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2016 7:37 pm
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"I dunno. I think I don't remember all of it. I heard more stuff happened than I remember, anyway," Micah answered.
She retaliated for his strike; the staff smacked solidly across his chest and shoulder, sending him stumbling back, off balance. He wobbled, flailed, and lost his balance entirely. His backside hit the packed snow, and he skidded, cursed, and scrambled back to his feet, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. At least he hadn't lost hold of Nova.
Better not! the weapon scolded in response to that thought.
HP: 17/40
Dmg: nope
Charge: 2/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Dec 31, 2016 4:29 pm
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The staff connected, sent the other trainee sprawling, and Gretchen seemed almost surprised by it. At the least, it had her pausing, giving him time to get back to his feet, and if she noticed the flush of pink along his cheeks, she didn't comment on it.
Instead she'd stick with the topic at hand. Delta city, and what may or may not have happened there. Missing memories was a symptom she'd been hearing an awful lot of in regards to the survivors, and it made the girl wonder. "That's got to be somethin', not havin' any memories of what might'a gone down." It wasn't something she could relate to, at least not that.
Trauma, on the other hand, that she was intimately familiar with.
When it looked like Micah had his balance again, Gretchen went back on the offensive, bo staff arching up in a short, shift strike towards the left hip.
HP: 30
DMG: 4
CHG: 3/3
prolixity I FORGOT WE HAD ONE! Do you wanna pretend this takes place after the holiday orp? >.>
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prolixity rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2017 1:51 pm
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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prolixity rolled 8 12-sided dice:
8, 9, 1, 5, 5, 7, 5, 8
Total: 48 (8-96)
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Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2017 8:19 pm
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"It was creepy -- " The staff struck, and Micah's jaw slammed shut. He just barely missed biting his tongue, and he shook his head as he jumped back. He would be lucky if he didn't get a headache from that.
Nova's runes pulsed green, and the sense of her felt heavy with anticipation. Let me, she hissed. I ready!
Micah hesitated. It kinda ********' hurt last time.
I readdyyyyyy, she whined. Maybe we win this time.
Fine. Micah caught the whip's lash between blades and held Nova stretched between his hands. Her runes pulsed bright, and a fine cloud of glittering motes puffed outward from her. It expanded to engulf Gretchen ... but it also wound around Micah, and he yelped as it burned against bare skin, and felt it eating through Nova's shield as well.
There was a brittle sensation, and then a feeling that he would only compare to the shattering of a thin layer of ice. As the cloud dissipated, Nova whined softly in his mind and vanished, returning to her totem form around his wrist. "********," Micah said, grumpily.
HP: 9/30
Dmg: 15
Dmg to self: 16 :T
Charge: 3/3
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