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 Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 7:30 pm
Another day, another partner to look for a sparring match. In fact, it seemed most of the hunters were out and about practicing their battling and techniques. Perhaps they felt as he did...like they ponies really had insulted them and they wanted to be tougher...
He could still remember how Medea played with them right before they got the kidnapped hunters back and sighed. He didn't mine the damn AU world or whatever but...He didn't like it when they jerked around his chain.
Like he was a dog that they could play with.
Sighing again, he rounded the corner of the fields and noticed a bright bouncing red curls of one of his most favorited ladies. Molly was knelt down on the ground studying...the ground? The grass? Was she watching grass grow? That was weird...
Dakota hesitated for a brief second, wondering if he should disturb her before grinning. When had he ever hesitated disturbing someone! Quick quiet strides led him right behind her as he knelt down and leaned his head in close:
"Molly, If your looking for the door to Narnia...the Moon hunters hid it in our lounge area. Its not in the grass..." He blew in her ear and then pulled back smiling.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 7:48 pm
Molly’s brows were furrowed in the deepest concentration as her fingers parted the different blades of grass. Her tongue even stuck out a bit as she worked, searching…searching for clovers. It was a bit of a hobby. She liked finding clovers, preferably four leafed ones, but even the oddly looking three leaves, and pressing them into a book. It was something she had done prior to Deus, and something she continued to do when she wasn’t on duty.
Needless to say, she was easily caught off guard.
The Mist trainee squealed loudly in surprise as soon as she heard the voice and felt the air on her ear, and immediately lurched forward in an awkwardly and clumsy attempt to put some distance between her and the surprise. Molly ended up biting it. A face full of grass and clovers as she skidded along on her coat. She squeaked and immediately rolled onto her back, wide eyed, until it finally registered who was there.
“….Dakota!” She exclaimed, as if she had just unmasked a Scooby Doo villain. She stared at the young man for a moment longer, and then immediately turned red. Oh yes. Things. She scrambled up to her feet, and then immediately stared down. “…H..hi there!” She squeaked again, and reached up to nervously twirl a curl around a finger. “You startled me! Um…is there something I can…do for you…?” Ummm…wasn’t she asking that question when…
She just turned even more red.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 8:02 pm
"Hi there Sweet and Petie. Ah you got some dirt and clovers all over your face Babe." Dakota was laughing as he reached over and brushed a hand over her cheek. "How you doing? You look like your searching for something super important...did you lose something over here?" Dakota looked around as well, hands trailing over the grass in case it was something small.
"Something I need?" He didn't look up at her as his hands searched the ground and then he paused. "Well actually. I've been sparring a lot recently and well...you know...it would be fun to spar again with you..." Dakota whipped around and half tackle pinned Molly.
"You got three favors over me darling, and I think a spar to negate them would be fun." He blinked at her red face and then grinned wickedly. "But you know...if you want to do something instead, I can offer my body for you to play with." Dakota said this all while unzipping his hunter boat and vest underneath.
You know...in case she wanted to like...be seduced right there or something.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 8:20 pm
She looked down at her coat, noting the grass and dirt stains, and shrugged. “Oh, that’s okay! I mean…that’s what we have cleaning for…” Molly trailed off, glancing over at the Moon Hunter as he started to look through the grass. “I’m doing good! How are you? O..oh no! I was just looking for clovers…! I like collecting them and pressing them into a book…it’s a hobby…” She murmured, feeling silly for saying that out loud.
“Oh…a spar? Oka—“ Molly squealed again as she was knocked off of her feet and then pinned. She stared up at him with wide eyes, glancing down momentarily, only to see him unzipping things. Instead of looking seduced, she looked quite the opposite. Scandalized. Molly’s hands immediately shot up to cover her face and eyes. “NO, SHAWTY, NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!” She wailed, beet red. “THE CLOVERS HAVE EYES!” She paused then, because wait, that didn’t sound right.
“…I mean…that’s not proper in public!? What if someone is watching!? UM…HOW ABOUT THAT SPAR AND FAVORS?!” Her voice was ridiculously high pitched at this point.
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 8:29 pm
"That's true. Cleaning clothes. You know...You could always come with me back to my room and we can just leave all our dirty laundry on the floor." He was still unzipping things as he smiled at her. "Doing just fine darling. Went on a pony raid, came back, been here since then. Sparring, trying to figure out what I wanna do with myself. Finding all these little distractions in the form of pretty red curls and excellent bed like emerald eyes..." Dakota had the vest almost fully unzipped now, showing off a lean and almost completely toned muscled stomach. What was once a slightly flabby 6 pack was slowly becoming much more solid and natural. He didn't even need to flex his stomach now.
"Don't you mean yes Molly." Dakota leaned in even closer, a dangerously arousing smile as he licked her cheek and whispered, "Let them watch...It's more fun if you have a audience..." Dakota leaned back though and grinned, laughing at her response.
"okay okay don't worry. We can save it for another hot summery night. Maybe a romp in the clovers would be fun." He pushed himself up, brushing himself off and then holding out his hand out for her.
"Well should we spar?" Dakota waggled his eyebrows, clearly not really paying attention to his open jack and vest. Because...when was Dakota ever ashamed of being naked? NEVER.
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Lucyal rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 8:49 pm
Anything that was inappropriate? Lalalalalalalalalalalala. For better or for worse, Molly stilled had her eyes covered, but at one point she was peaking through the cracks of her fingers to see what was happening, only to see bare toned stomach, and squeaked as she clenched her eyes shut. She shuddered as he licked her cheek and she squealed again. “Audiences aren’t fun, Dakota!” She wailed. “They judge.” She whispered, and would probably never look at clovers the same way again. There was finally some breathing room as Dakota stood, and the heat dissipated.
She hesitantly moved her hands away from her face, and took the offered hand. She was pulled up to her feet and thanked him quietly, glancing once at his undone vest before turning away and biting her lip. “U…um…yes! Uh…shouldn’t you…” She made vague gestures to his torso. “…Zip that…for safety?” She then backed away from him, and once she had some distance, held her hands out and summoned her monster lance.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 9:06 pm
"You shouldn't be so worried about other people Molly." He looked into the sky now, "Even if they saw, They shouldn't judge anyways. Its a natural act and one most often humans do in comfort..." Dakota grinned, "Besides...the clover shouldn't mind being our cushions right?" He looked down at his unzipped clothing and then grinned.
"Actually, I've been wanting to test this out for awhile so...Let's see how this works shall we?" He stripped off the scarf, vest and jacket. Out of habit he stretched and then flexed and then pulled Chama out of her sheath.
"I want to see how good Chama's FEAR shield will do even without me wearing clothing. I usually can't tell until the damage is already done and I'm left with a tattered jacket and scarf set." He bounced and waited for the first move.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 9:13 pm
"Actually, Let me go first Babe...I have a feeling your large a** Lance is going to knock me off my feet anyways." He waited as Chama's fire spiralled, circling the blade.
He moved over quickly, sliding around her and pulling chama up against her FEAR shield.
Dakota: 50/50
Damage: 3
Charge: 1/3
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 9:15 pm
Molly looked visibly dismayed at his words and his actions.
He took off almost all his clothes. She wanted to say that this wasn’t one of Nelly’s most popular song moments…but eh. She had a feeling it’d fall on deaf ears anyways. She startled a bit as his weapon clipped her shield, and she actually looked troubled. Molly didn’t swing her lance the way she usually did, and instead only clipped one of his boots. Like she was afraid of hitting or hurting him or something…
“So um…” She swallowed nervously. “What’s the new deal…?”
HP: 47/50
Charge: 1/3
DMG: 1
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 9:36 pm
"The new deal is that if I win, instead of favors...I want a kiss. If you win, you get your three favors and anything else you'd like. Oh...and yeah. If I win...I want you to come with me and Otto on vacation so we can pick him out the best drum set ever. Kay?" Yeah that sounded fun...Maybe he could ask Clerise to come too.
Plus it'd be good for Otto...wouldn't it?
"That's pretty much it...plus your helping me test some of my theories out more." He sweeped in again, and managed to trip over a few loose rocks.s**t. He barely clipped her FEAR shield as he rolled out of his fall away from her.
Dakota: 49/50
Damage: 1
Charge: 2/3
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 8
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 9:43 pm
Molly blinked, somehow expecting much, much worse. “…Oh…um…alright! It’s a deal.” She chirped. She visibly perked up at the mention of Otto, and was elated at the prospect of doing something nice for him. “Oh…that would be wonderful! I went and visited him…it’d be nice to do something more for him…” She sighed wistfully, but then shook her head, curls bouncing. They were sparring! No time to get too distracted.
“Um…Dakota…I really don’t see how fighting with hardly any clothes on is a good thing…” She replied quietly, wincing as he slid on some rocks but clipped her shield regardless. As he went by, Molly swiped at him with the hilt of her weapon.
HP: 46/50
Charge: 2/3
DMG: 4
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 9:53 pm
"Same, Went to visit the kid as well. Got him all excited about a drum set. I need to get him one. I bet it'd help a little." He felt bad but at the same time, "Plus...Between you and me...I think he plays a fantastic drum solo." Of course Dakota was talking about when Jerry had made the whole choir or music group thing.
Which of course he knew Molly was part of.
"No shh. Molly it's okay. It toughens the spirit, lets one feel when grandfather winds change, when Mother earths ground crumbles under our feet. You know I'm native american right? We spent most of our history fighting half naked...I'm just touching up on it again." He paused, holding up his hand. "Wait, look if I am going to get to all my roots...Let me take off my boots okay?" And then he did so. Struggling with one as he hopped around until he wiggled off and threw it with the rest of his clothing.
There. Now Dakota was literally only wearing boxers and jeans. And it was goddamn nice. He liked the breeze and the feel of earth under his feet. It felt like he was AWARE.
Like if the awareness brought some kind of POWER.
Or Dakota was just standing there dazing off like a idiot.
Dakota: 45/50
Damage: 0 - Yeah way to go Dakota
Charge: 2/3
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 8
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 10:00 pm
“Oh, he really does!” Molly gushed, smiling just thinking about the last time they all played together. A new drum set would be wonderful. “I’ll chip in too, alright?”
Her brows furrowed as he tried to reassure her that it was okay, and as he stated he was Native American, she paused and furrowed her brows, eyes going wide. “…Oh…you are?” She echoed. “…I thought you were…Hawaiian…” Molly was silent for a long moment before she grinned a bit. “I’m kidding!” She beamed. “I figured…especially from your last name too…it’s really pretty.” Molly trailed off for a moment and paused as he took off his boots too, sighing a bit. “Ah, Dakota, if I got to my roots, I would be half in the bag, dancing, and swinging around an empty whiskey bottle.”
She then pulled her lance back and swung it around like a baseball bat, aiming for the back of Dakota’s knees to sweep him off of his feet.
HP: 46/50
Charge: 3/3
DMG: 8
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 11:41 pm
Dakota frowned and then looked at Molly.
"That's so sad. Hawaiian? I would've expected like Hispanic or something along those lines..." His whole body sagged. He totally thought he looked full blooded Native American. He didn't usually act like it though, and this expriement was really for his own amusement.
"Thanks, it was My grandfathers last name. Ah we took it since like...our Dad ditched out on us." He was of course speaking of his Sister Shiva and his mother Gabriella. They were Rainstar's after all. "The old Wise a** use to say that we were born under the stars that rained...I thought he was like...high off his pipe tobacco or something but I guess when Mom, Shiva and I were born...there was always some kinda of meteor shower or Falling star on the night's we were born. ******** freaky s**t if you ask me but whatever..."
And that ended the rant on Dakota's last name because...you know Molly really asked all about that stuff.
He grinned and then danced a little. "I'd like to see Molly pull off a Irish Jig, just you know...saying. Plus whats wrong with Whiskey, heard the stuff was good for cleansing the body of things...and forgetting your worries?" Of course the only alcohol Dakota had had was at Marcus's bachelor party...and it was mostly Vodka.
His eyes widened though as he fell his feet drop from underneath him, the lance sweeping under and had him landing on his toosh with a audible thud.
"Ow ow ow ow." Dakota growled as he pushed himself up and did the same motion, though this time he used his long legs instead, hooking them under Molly's and pulling her down. "Wanna get up close and personal with Mother earth Molly?"
Dakota: 37/50
Damage: 8
Charge: 3/3
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Lucyal rolled 8 4-sided dice:
2, 4, 1, 3, 2, 3, 2, 4
Total: 21 (8-32)
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Posted: Fri Aug 17, 2012 11:45 pm
“I’m kidding!” Molly wailed. This was why she was never allowed to joke. When she thought she was being funny, she wasn’t. “I’m sorry!”
She stopped though, as Dakota launched into a story, and the Mist trainee stilled as she listened. Her lance had ended up resting across her shoulder and her fingers came up to her lips as she looked completely enthralled at this story. “That is…so beautiful!” Molly cried, looking absolutely elated. “Rainstar…” She echoed. “Because you were born under a meteor shower…” Cue more of her awed looking. She only wished her last name had been as…mystical! Finn was nice and all but…yeah.
Molly wasn’t shaken out of her stunned stupor until Dakota’s legs swept under hers and she fell hard on her bottom. “Ow!” The young woman yelped, her lance bouncing off of her shoulder and to her side. She pushed herself up as fast as she could and steadied her weapon, a metallic scream filling the air as she let loose her charge and thrust her spinning weapon at him.
HP: 38/50
Charge: 0/3 ; 1 spent
DMG: 19
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