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 Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 6:05 am
Maritess had never been in the school's Gym before. She'd wanted to sign up for a class ages ago but the opportunity never seemed to present itself. So when she learned it was now open and they were allowed to have simple spars, she was delighted! The winged ghoul was not comfortable with the idea of committing acts of violence without proper supervision. Mostly because she knew her attacks would simply involve backhanding, b***h-slapping, and hair-pulling. Not an impressive arsenal but when she included her wings, well, the clawed tips were not merely for gripping...
As it was, she was dressed in a simple shirt, nothing fancy. It was comfortable and allowed her easy movement. Her good mood however was dragged down as she side-eyed her lower half. "You're going to twist our ankle in those," she frowned.
Bad enough Legs chose to wore a pleated mini-skirt instead of the sweatpants Tess laid out for her, but her lower half seemed to throw all thoughts of comfort out the window. If the pair of shoes with dagger-sharp heels she sported on her feet was any indication. With a sigh, Tess began to look for the training dummies she was going to practice on when she heard the frantic tapping of her lower half.
Merge! I need to share something with you!
The sense of urgency the pair of legs were emanating worried Tess enough that she did without hesitation. And the moment her form looked less undead and more reaper, crimson eyes widened in horror.
"WEST IS COMING TO SPAR WITH US!?!?!?" she shrieked.
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Posted: Tue Nov 15, 2011 8:43 pm
He had to admit that he found the request a little strange. First of all, it was from Tess' legs, a pair of appendages he hadn't even been aware could type, not that they did so very well. It was also a plea to help "Tes tuffen up" which West wasn't actually sure Tess wanted to do.
"Yeah, I am," he replied, entering the gym soon after the ghoul's shriek had faded. "Issat a problem?" He would leave if she wanted him to, having only agreed to come out of sheer curiosity. "I think she's ready t'fight though." West shook his head briefly and huffed out a laugh, gesturing at Tess' tricked out legs.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:35 am
"Legs is ready to make a complete fool of us, or me any day of October," Tess sighed, feeling uncomfortably exposed in the minimal clothing her lower half chose to wear. "I think she regrets not wearing these to the Field Trip. There's a Hunter we both want to payback." She explained, while she kept her crimson eyes fixed firmly on her own pair of legs. "I-I'm really sorry about her sending that message on groanspring. Legs has... a mind of her own," Tess apologized. She looked as if she was going to say something else when she suddenly wrapped her arms tight around her waist, her pale features suddenly cringing as if she was in pain.
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 2:41 pm
His gaze stayed on Tess' legs for another second or two. They really were very nice, as far as legs went. At the mention of Hunters, however, West frowned and looked back up at the ghoul's face.
"Yeah. A lotta us do." He didn't think he'd be able to place any of their faces, but it would be a very long time before he forgot the coats, their maliciously smirking faces, or those glowing weapons. "An' don't worry 'bout the message. If y'think pretendin' I'ma Hunter'll help you in th--"
West took a step forward when Tess winced, raising his hand as if he might get closer, but otherwise remaining still. "Y'okay?"
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Huni Pi rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 4:42 pm
Tess had a better idea of what her (their?) specific Hunter-target looked like thanks to Legs. Her appendage didn't take the full brunt of a chainsaw's flat side and thus got a good look at him, it, whatever. She would have said how much she appreciated West's offer except, yeah, pain. It shouldn't hurt to be whole but too much internal conflict soon tore her apart.
Literally.
With a shriek and the sound of ripping undead flesh, Tess and Legs were separated again. Tess seemed woozy from the forcible split while Legs went straight to writing on the ground with her stiletto heel. Accepted! Bring it!
((Rolling for initiative 'cuz Legs likes it like that~))
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Smerdle rolled 1 20-sided dice:
17
Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:48 pm
Hnngh. That didn't look (or sound) pleasant. West brought his hand back to his side, watching as Legs scrawled something onto the floor. So she was literate. He supposed it was probably difficult to type with toes...
"C'mon Tess," he goaded. If he really had been a Hunter, any sort of distractions, even painful ones, just wouldn't fly. "Legs're... is... Legs is... She's ready!"
(( initiative! ))
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Smerdle rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 7:52 pm
Without waiting for a response, West rushed Legs, socking her hard in the thigh and making an effort not to think about how weird this whole situation was. At least he wasn't a guy with a chainsaw. He backed away as quickly as he could, trying to anticipate what the limbs would do in retaliation. Sadly, he was fairly distracted by a question that tickled at the back of his mind until his brain's gag reflex barfed it out of his mouth.
"Can y'feel it when I do that?"
HP: 40
Damage: 6
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Huni Pi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Nov 16, 2011 11:32 pm
Tess was 99.9999% sure that this was going to be one of the most awkward fights she would ever be in. Partly because it felt like she and Legs were ganging up on someone. (Even if that someone was West who was more than capable of wiping the floor with both of them.) But mostly because she was kind of tempted to give Legs a couple of smacks herself. What? Her jacking lower half was the one who arranged for this. Legs should be the one to see it through.
Unfortunately, Tess knew the consequences of having a hurt lower half. She wouldn't be able to properly heal until they merged and then she'd feel the pain. Clearly, she wasn't going to win no matter what she did.
She did, however cringe at the sight of West's fist hitting Legs' thigh and watched as the lower half stumbled to the ground. "I told you those things weren't meant to be worn in fights!" she groaned, then turned to respond to West's inquiry. "I can't feel what she feels but I will the next time we merge," she grimaced.
Legs got to her feet gave sharp wiggle of her hips, which seemed to be her equivalent of shaking one's head clear. Okay, that hurt, and she was going to bruise from it afterwards. Her hip jutted at Tess' direction, somehow knowing it was all up to her to make this interesting. Without warning, she charged at the demon and promptly kicked him in the shin. She would have aimed higher but she wasn't really very tall even with heels.
HP: 34/40
Damage: 8
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Smerdle rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 4:39 pm
"Oh... OW!" West yelped, hopping back and raising his leg. He cradled his shin in his hand and glared at Legs, rubbing at the spot she had kicked with an affronted expression on his face. It hadn't really hurt that much, he had just been surprised was all. Yeah. He was sticking to that.
He mulled over Tess' words, carefully keeping his balance so that he wouldn't hop around and look like even more of a fool. Merging. So that's what that had been. Could all of the Whatever-Tess-Wases do that, or was she special?
"D'ya get mean like 'er too?" Pot? Hey, it's kettle. How's it going? Good, good.
West reached out to smack Legs again, but he forgot he was clutching his own leg and missed while he tried to keep himself from falling on his face.
HP: 32/40
Damage: 0
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Huni Pi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 6:51 pm
Tess's wide-eyed expression was one that pretty much declared West hit the nail on the head. Why yes she does get mean like Legs. They are, essentially, the same person. Except unlike her lower half, she chooses not to act on these impulses. The closest thing to being mean she'd ever done was... her pseudo-argument with a certain baku over on groanspring. Then again, she also takes delight in the thought of other students suffering over something she isn't but she wasn't going to admit that, unholiness no!
She was a proper ghoul, and as such she had to defend her honor. "I do not get mean!" she frowned, flying closer towards West, "Every mean bone in my body happens to be with the one wearing the uncomfortable shoes." With a huff, she swiftly turned away. Unfortunately, she miscalculated just how close her wings were to the demon boil and the large, leathery appendages smacked right into him.
Meanwhile, Legs was just standing there, knees trembling from silent laughter at the wrath demon's display of coordination. Or lack thereof. Quickly and messily, she heel-scrawled Maybe you should wear heels too. What size you wear?
HP: 34/40
Damage: 5
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Smerdle rolled 2 4-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-8)
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 7:13 pm
My, my! That had struck a nerve. West chuckled to himself, smirking at the faint burst of anger that wafted his way. It wasn't very much at all, and it didn't last in the face of Legs' taunt, but West decided it didn't matter. He drew in a deep breath and clasped his hands together as they began to glow. His rage concentrated there, a mass of tense agitation. The boil knew from past experience that casting that anger off would boost his power and possibly leave him disturbingly calm, but ever since Malcolm's last class, he had found he could usually recover from that fairly easily. Besides, this was Tess. She had seen him freak out about tentacle attacks and didn't seem interested in spreading rumors that he was a wimp because of it, so if he lost a bit of his anger in front of her, he supposed that was okay.
"Nonya jack damned business, y'tarted up pair'a stems!" He pulled his palms apart, fully prepared to feel his anger slip away and his focus sharpen, but instead pure wrathy goodness pooled back around him, sharpening his mind to a honed point. He closed his eyes for a second, fighting off momentary disorientation. What the hell?
HP: 27
Damage: 0
Effect: Successful Y2 implementation of The Eye will last for the next 3 rounds:
Target subtracts -4 instead of -6 to determine damage. If used and the ally uses a Fear, add +2 to the result.
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Huni Pi rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Nov 17, 2011 9:28 pm
Both Tess and Legs stopped what they were doing or going to do next to watch what West was planning. Neither of them had seen the boil use his FEAR before. Come to think of it, neither of them had seen many FEARs being used. They didn't know what he was going to do with that glow in his hands. Was he going to hurl it at them? Was it going to explode in some fiery glory?
When he pulled his arms apart... nothing happened. Other than the demon boil closing his eyes. Tess canted her head curiously while Legs risked kicking a pebble at him.
HP: 34/40
Damage: 1
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Smerdle rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 7
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 10:08 am
He barely noticed the pebble, or even his bruising shin for that matter, instead finding himself consumed by an overwhelming desire to kick, punch and tear his opponent limb from limb. The fact that this was just a spar seemed less important than it had. He still had to remove her FEAR shield, didn't he? That's when the fight was over, right?
West growled as he swung his leg in an arc across the ground, kicking Legs' pebble back at her tenfold.
"Enough!" he bellowed. "Pebbles'aint gonna kill Hunters." It was a moment of clarity, but only a brief one. Immediately following his shout West lashed out at Legs again, slamming his fist into the first part of that half of the ghoul he could reach.
HP: 26
Damage: 11
Effect: The Eye Turn 1: -4 instead of -6
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Huni Pi rolled 3 4-sided dice:
2, 1, 1
Total: 4 (3-12)
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 11:23 am
And this was why Tess didn't want to spar with another student. This was why she wanted to flounder by herself (and Legs) for a few times to work on her confidence level. Crimson eyes stared as her lower half soared into the air from the force of West's blow. She was definitely going to feel that when they merged. The ghoul's large leather wings suddenly began to beat erratically. Her flight to her lower half looked awkward and unsteady, as if she had drunk one too many cups of Arel's special cider. Except there was a reason behind such a strange display. With each odd rhythm pumped, each illogical flap of her wings made the air around her distort and blur.
Legs seemed like she was down for the count, her toes barely twitching in response when Tess poked her. "Jack damn it," Tess hissed beneath her breath, hefting the pair of limbs over her shoulders as she attempted to get some breathing space in the air. "You wanna play Hunter? Then come get me!"
Tess had obviously never seen West with wings before.
HP: 23/40
Damage: 0
Effect: Successful Y2 Mind will last for one round. Consulted about the effects and basically will cancel the Eye for the duration of Tess' FEAR. Which leaves West with one more Eye-round @ 3@
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Smerdle rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2011 12:57 pm
The satisfaction that came with knocking back an adversary was frustratingly short-lived. At first when Tess began her uneven flapping, West saw nothing more than a wounded, slow opponent. He stepped closer, perhaps intending to kick her while she was down, but instead his proximity caused him to catch the full brunt of her FEAR. He stopped in his tracks, momentarily stunned by the waves of distortion emanating from the ghoul.
She took to the air and West watched, gritting his teeth and narrowing his eyes in response. He knew how crappy he was at doing... anything while he flew, but she was forcing his hand. His wings manifested silently, and the air near his back pushed away from their sudden appearance, making his ears pop. Without stretching or preparing the stupid things in any way, West took off after Tess and Legs, swiping at the ghoul when he was in range. He missed by a mile.
HP: 26
Damage: 0
Effect: The Eye Turn 2: negated by The Mind for one turn!
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