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 Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2014 6:49 pm
When he left his room that day, she was ready for him. Well, mostly ready. Kind of, ready.
She was sitting on the ground beside his door, waiting for him to get out and start his day, but along the way she got bored and started picking at her nails. So, while she was ready and waiting, she wasn't exactly prepared, as proven by the startled yelp and the large blue eyes that were turned up towards him.
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2014 7:25 pm
Dylon walked out of his dorm room, smelling of freshly applied cologne, and his hair brushed in a purposely messy style. He looked down only as he turned to lock his door, locking eyes with Harley.
"Yikes!" He laughed, "You scared me. What's up, buttercup?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2014 7:36 pm
Harley, now dressed in a tank top and rather short shorts with her jacket tied around her waist, finally got to her feet. The moment of shock was over, and now she was ready.
"Good morning, lover boy!" Her arm shot into the air for a wide, long wave, the other one tucked behind her back. "You woke me up and you fed me, that means you're responsible for me!" She announced with a grin. "So you should train me, right?" And, before he could say anything else: "Weapons training. I'm already house trained!" Mostly.
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2014 7:41 pm
"So this is why they say never to pick up baby birds." He laughed, "I've become your momma now?" Grave mistake, little lady. So very grave.
Dylon sighed heavily. "Weellllllllllll~ I guess I can help you out. I'll be your mentor." And hopefully, he'd rank up before she did. It was a race. "Come with me, little bird. Time to sweat." He winked, and led her to the training field.
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2014 8:19 pm
"Your mistake not mine, Momma bird." Harley grinned, linking her hands behind her back. "You should have known better." She tsked, shaking her head. The act was dropped the moment he agreed, and her face lit up at the prospect of learning something new; in this case, using an axe for more than chopping wood.
"Woo!" She skipped after him to the training field, asking another round of questions, but at least these were easy, and mostly about the cafeteria and if that sort of food was actually common here. Because if so, she was going to miss bacon something fierce.
"Also! How did you sleep? You know, because you were all alone?"
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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Dec 12, 2014 8:44 pm
"Oh my darling, hardly a wink!" He lied, his face dewy fresh with a morning glow. "How could I sleep with no warm body beside mine?" He looked to her with a large grin. She was his height. Eye to eye. It was kind of nice, albeit different. She was certainly a tall one.
All her other questions were answered as best he could. She was warned of a few less than fantastic meals, and ones that sent you running for a bathroom. Soon enough, they were at the field.
Dylon summoned his katars, their blades a glowing blue. "Is this your first spar?" He knew the answer, but... "Should I fear for my life?"
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Enoh Love rolled 2 20-sided dice:
7, 20
Total: 27 (2-40)
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 7:34 am
"I have a feeling you are so full of s**t-" Harley paused around then, looking curious as a thought donned on her. Finally she leaned in to squint at the eyes that were level with hers. "- Oh, well, would ya lookit that~ your eyes are brown." She let that hang in the air for a second before she cackled out a laugh, shaking her head hard enough to toss some red curls.
"I have six older brothers." She announced matter-of-factly as if that answered his question, summoning the giant axe into both of her hands and marvelling at how light it was, compared to how heavy it looked. It was still a heavy weight, but it wasn't as bad as she imagined.
"But it is my first time sooo~" She trailed off, continuing to alter the way she held the long axe until it felt right in her hands; the helpful whistling in her head wasn't entirely helpful. "Be gentle?" She teased, despite actually meaning it.
"Hey, your weapon's pretty cool. What is it?"bittiface I accidentally hit 2 but let's go with 7 as her roll SO YOUR TURN
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 7:48 am
"Wait, what? Since when?" Shockingly, Dylon pulled a small foldable mirror out of his pouch pocket to check his face. He'd heard of island status effects before, and if his appearance was changing so rapidly----
Oh. She was lying.
Harley was given a smack at the back of her head, before he returned his not so secret pocket mirror back into his utility pouch.
"Holy crap! Six?" That was a lot of brothers. "Wow, I really had it easy. I'm the oldest in my house. I had four younger sisters." At worst, he had to attend tea parties and knitting nights. As well as endure boy talk.
He chuckled at her comment about being gentle, shrugging his shoulders. "Oh I'll try~"
"Vahn was a werewolf. Now he's katars." Dylon moved in to take a few experimental jabs and swipes at Harley. She had a large axe that was good for defence. She'd be fine. Probably. "If you don't mind, I'll be practicing a bit of defence on my end now and then too. Feel free to keep attacking."
HP: 40/40
Damage: 7
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 8:11 am
Blue eyes went wide as Dylon pulled a pocket mirror of all things out of his pouch. She stared with blatant surprise as he inspected his eyes, but it wasn't until the smack to her head that she stopped, and just started laughing. Loudly.
"Y-you carry around a mirror?!" She cackled, so surprised she couldn't help but laugh. "My god, you really are a Momma Bird, aren't you?" She elbowed him, clearly teasing, before hopping back to avoid retaliation and to get this party started.
"Aww, you musta been a good big brother! I'm the second youngest of eight. My Dad remarried and my Step Mom already had four boys, then they had my little sister. She's thirteen now." Harley had, apparently, not given up the present tense in regards to her family. They were still hers, after all.
"Werewolf, huh? That's pretty-OHGOD!" Harley shrieked as the katars lashed out at her, and she tried to raise Lament to block, or maybe to attack back, but she very much failed on all counts. Her heart was pounding in her chest, and her stance went rigid as fear settled into her muscles.
"T-tell me this gets easier?" She pleaded suddenly, shaking at the thought of very dangerous looking weapons coming towards her with intent.
HP: 33/40
Damage: nope
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Bittiface rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 4:05 pm
HP: 40/40
Defending Self For: 2
"Hey hey. A man needs a little something to make sure he's always looking in top form." He said with a laugh.
"It gets easier." He assured her, taking a defensive stance. "You aren't used to using something like that. Take a few swings at me. Get a feel."
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 8:32 pm
"Yeah, okay, sure." Harley laughed it off, still amused as anything that he carried around a mirror. For some reason, she hadn't pegged him as that vain.
"God, I hope so." Slowly, and with Dylon's assurance, Hattie was getting her heart under control. "That was horrifying, and you've got little weapons!" Sure she may have had six brothers, but they were six brothers who preferred punching and dog piling and tackling - not using sharp pointy things to attack.
Okay, there was that one time with the sticks, but otherwise...!
"Err - well, okay. Um." She stared at Lament, trying to figure out what to do and how to wield her. The first stab was a tentative one, just to knick his shield, but the second had more force behind it, as the axe swung with a little too much momentum than she intended. She felt the way it hit his shield, and flinched.
"----Are you sure this is okay?"
HP: 33/40
Damage: 9 - 2 = 7
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Bittiface rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 8:56 pm
HP: 33/40
Defending Self For: 5
"They're not that little. Haha!" Dylon shifted his eyes. "You just got lucky with a giant axe of doom."
Dylon was surprised by the sudden force. He really should not have been. Maybe he'd assumed she'd be weaker for being so new. He neglected to remember her weapon was very large; as such, it was going to hurt no matter who wielded it. Like a toddler with a metal baseball bat.
"It's okay!" He assured her, altering his defensive stance. "Keep at it! You can't hurt me on the training field. We're safe."
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Dec 13, 2014 8:58 pm
"I guess." She did have a massive weapon now... She stared at it for a moment, then went give another attempt at an attack.
Except this time, as she lifted the weapon, her grip slipped and it clattered uselessly to the ground. Her hands still mimed holding it, and she looked surprise by the sudden lack of weight.
"...I meant to do that." She informed him, though it was clear she didn't, and instead reached down to scoop the weapon back up.
HP: 33/40
Damage: 0
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2014 9:43 am
HP: 33/40
NOTHING
"Of course you did." He grinned, stifling a laugh by turning his head towards his shoulder. "Keep at it!"
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Dec 15, 2014 6:28 am
"I totally did." Harley coughed, being very obvious about how much she was lying. "Like this?" She asked, swinging Lament again in the same sloppy way she had before.
"So, the basement is creepy. Just putting that out there. It's like, horror movie level creep." She was partially whining now, because it was very important to announce how unhappy with her room she was. "Weird noises and everything..."
HP: 33/40 Damage: 2
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