|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 8:10 pm
Molly had been neglecting one of her favorite past times. Plant pressing! Yes, plant pressing. Molly only pressed one particular kind of plant though, and to no surprise to anyone, that was clovers. She had a small hard bound journal full of clover she collected from around Deus during her time here. Today, she was on the edge of the training field, kneeling in a patch of clover as she gingerly looked through them.
Very intently. Her tongue was sticking out a bit.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Seussi rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
|
Posted: Sat Oct 18, 2014 11:53 pm
Finn was on the way to the training for his daily exercise, which included beating at dummies with his weapon. And that's exactly why he stopped just beside where Molly was crouching in the grass. "Hey, dummy. Come and spar with me." He grinned, "Unless you're scared I'll kick your cheerful yet perky little a** around again." Always the charmer.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Lucyal rolled 1 20-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-20)
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 12:01 am
Molly started a bit when there was suddenly a boot within her peripheral vision, but the voice put her at ease. "Alright!" She chirped. How could she argue with Finn's commanding presence and tone? You had to admire confidence! Molly snapped her journal shut and slid it into the pocket of her coat, and her brows did furrow briefly. She wanted to tell Finn that her behind wasn't little at all...but oh well! The hunter summoned her monster lance, and bent her knees to get into her battle position, cradling the lance against her side. She beamed at the other. "It's been a while, Finn! I hope you're doing well?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 1
Total: 10 (2-20)
|
Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 12:07 am
That was the nice thing about Molly. He could insult her and say something completely demeaning all in the same breath and she would still smile at him and ask him how he was doing, while happily complying with his none too polite request. Walking out the training field, he summoned his weapon as well, before turning towards her. And then he stopped, and looked at her lance, and looked at her. "Did that thing...get bigger?" He asked, and this time he was definitely not talking about her a**, perky or otherwise. Shaking his head, he figured there wasn't much point in standing around holding their poles and comparing their sizes, so he darted forward with a quick, two handed slash aimed for her midsection. HP: 50 Damage: 4 Charge: 1/3
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Lucyal rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 8
Total: 20 (2-24)
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 8:45 am
"Uh..." Molly blinked and looked at Finn blankly. She then turned her blank look up to her weapon. Her brows furrowed for a moment before she looked back at Finn sheepishly and with a shrug. "I'm not sure!" It didn't feel any heavier, but that had to do with her bond and ranking up. Oh well! Molly braced herself as Finn charged in, and angled her lance to take the brunt of the hit. She then lowered her weapon and swung it in an arc, looking to sweep the trainee to push him away from her. HP: 56 / 60
DMG: 14
Charge: 1 / 3
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-20)
|
Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 9:05 am
If sweeping away was the equivalent to flying through the air and landing on his a**, than Molly had easily accomplished her goal. Rolling back to his feet, his body feeling like it had just been hit by a semi, Finn smiled and rolled his shoulders. "s**t, I guess your weapon isn't the only thing that's changed. Have you been working out, sweetheart?" He darted forward again with a second swing, though the stiffness in his shoulders from the hard and jolting landing made things a bit more difficult. HP: 36 Damage: 3 Charge: 2/3
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Lucyal rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 9
Total: 18 (2-24)
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 11:22 am
"Uh...yes! I exercise to use my weapon every morning!" Molly nodded her head enthusiastically, and since she had put some good distance between her and Finn, she was prepared for him coming. Molly pulled her lance back, and then lunged forward with it, piercing the trainee's shield as he landed his own attack. "I've heard you're up for promotion soon, Finn!" Molly chirped. "Early congratulations!" She beamed. HP: 53 / 60
DMG: 12
Charge: 2 / 3
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-20)
|
Posted: Sun Oct 19, 2014 9:03 pm
Oh hello ground, did you miss Finn? The other man was easily tossed back, the lance barreling into his chest painfully. He wouldn't be surprised if he had a massive bruise after two simultaneous blows to the area. Hell, he wouldn't be surprised if that time, he had gotten a cracked rib or two to go with it. "Thanks.." He grunted, his rise to his feet much slower this time than the last. "Good to know that it's coming soon. Congratulations on your promo, as well." He tacked on, almost as an afterthought. Hefting his lance in his hand again, he was a bit more wary as he came towards her, searching for an opening before he was swinging his lance at her again, hoping to not be charged at for a third and likely bone breaking time. HP: 24 Damage: 6 Charge: 3/3
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Lucyal rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 3
Total: 12 (2-24)
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 4:01 am
"Are you doing okay?" Molly asked with concern, as he had a bit of trouble getting up the second time. In a way, she had gotten used to people getting knocked down when she sparred them. It happened enough times it became habit, but still, Finn looked winded! "Ah! Thank you so much!" Molly replied, and then smiled at him sheepishly. "Finally! I was no where near as motivated as you are!" As Finn delivered his strike, Molly's lance came out and graze him. HP: 47 / 60
DMG: 6
Charge: 3 / 3
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 1
Total: 8 (2-20)
|
Posted: Mon Oct 20, 2014 1:22 pm
Charged.The voice was a low growl in his mind, but Finn was quick to respond. Not going to bother. It would just delay the inevitable at this point.Even as quickly as he attempted to move with a sore set of ribs, she managed to catch him once again with her lance, though at least this time it caught him in his side and didn't hurt quite so much. "I'm fine, darling, you don't need to worry about me." A frown, and a jab of his weapon to go with the words, more like a poke than a real attack. "I can handle myself." HP: 18 Damage: 2 Charge: 3/3
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Lucyal rolled 9 4-sided dice:
4, 2, 2, 4, 2, 4, 1, 3, 2
Total: 24 (9-36)
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Oct 21, 2014 1:51 pm
"If you're sure...!" Well, Molly was still going to worry anyways! That was in her nature, and it wasn't going to change. Nope. Since Finn was soldering on though, she continued as well. Where as Finn ignored his weapon's voice, Molly did not, and soon the drill bit of her lance was whirling with a metallic scream. She pulled her weapon back and thrust it at the trainee. HP: 45 / 60
DMG: T3 Battle Cry - 20
Charge: 0 / 3 ; 1 / 3 spent
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Oct 23, 2014 11:33 pm
Well, he had been sure, up until the moment the point of her lance was spinning, a screech of metal cutting sharply through the air, reminding him of the last time he had come up against this particular attack. He had just enough time to hear his own weapons frustrated growl, knowing that this could have been prevented had Finn just used his own Fear charge as suggested. But he had not, and he paid for that, having no barrier between himself and that hellacious weapon as it was thrust at him. He tried to block with his own lance, but the weapon got caught and was flung to the side, flipping once, twice in the air before stabbing into the ground several feet away. He had nothing, he was completely defenseless, and he was hit hard. If his ribs hadn't already been cracked and bruised, they surely were now as the next thing he knew he was lying on his back on the ground, staring up at the sky, his shield gone, every ache and pain in his body throbbing, sharp, a sensation he could have easily forgotten about in the months it had been since his shield had broken, though memories of it came flooding back. "Good, that's good." He hissed between clenched teeth, fingers digging into the turf. "No more." HP: 0 Damage: n/a
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 2:59 pm
Finn didn't need to tell Molly to stop, for pretty much right after he had been hit, her weapon was de-summoned. She was then skittering across the grassy field to his side. She bent a bit, resting her hands on her knees as she stared down at him, her brows knitted in concern. "Are you alright?" She asked, and then offered a hand to help him up.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Nov 01, 2014 10:38 pm
"Nope." Came the simple and honest response. "Infirmary." Because runic bandages please. He hissed out a long breath of air as he took her hand in his and actually let her help him into a sitting position. His ribs definitely ached, but perhaps it wasn't quite as bad as he thought. A long inhalation proved him wrong however. "Yep. Infirmary." He gasped out, gritting his teeth. God damn small bitches and their hard hits.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Nov 04, 2014 12:42 pm
Molly paled. "Oh dear..." She whispered. She helped him into a sitting position, and moved into a kneel herself. She waited for his confirmation of a verdict with baited breath, and if possible, got more pale. "R-right!" She exclaimed, and immediately shot up. In her panic and earnest rush to help Finn, she probably ended up making him more uncomfortable then he already was by 'escorting' (read as dragging) him to the infirmary.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
