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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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 Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2015 7:36 pm
Dylon dragged his red headed friend by the hand out into the sparring field, letting the sunshine beat down on his sunny disposition. He let her go, whirling around to flash his usual smile her way.
"Dance off! You and me~. Let's go!" He emphasized this by busting a move.
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Enoh Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
11
Total: 11 (1-20)
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2015 7:47 pm
Hattie wasn't going to complain - except she did, and loudly - when Dylon tore her away from a promising afternoon of chocolate and smut novels. But she wasn't going to seriously complain at least, because again, Dylon.
His move busting earned him a long, baffled stare that turned into a long, happily appraising stare, and finally she grinned.
"Bring it, Casanova!" Harley cackled, right before going into the world's lamest, most exaggerated version of the sprinkler, because there was no reason why she needed to do this with an ounce of seriousness.
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2015 7:51 pm
"Yeah yeah! Dance off fever, Hattie! Woohoo!" Dylon laughed, dancing like a loon until he was finally ready to spar.
"Okay, I'm properly limbered up! Ready to go?" He grinned, summoning his katars. "I really need to work on my fighting skills, so thanks for coming out here." The only hard part was actually hitting someone he liked. Still, this would make real fights easier, right?
However, his limited attention span was also a big flaw in his quest to fight better.
"Ooooh maybe I should adopt a dance style of fighting!" He said, completely misjudging a swing and jab he'd meant to aim at Harley and her weapon.
HP: 40
Damage: 0
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2015 8:01 pm
"Aww yeah! Can't handle this can ya?!" Hattie continued to dance in the most obviously awkward way possible; if they had company, it would have been downright embarrassing. Thankfully it was done on purpose, with the sole intention of being an idiot.
When he dropped the act so did she, summoning her skull of an axe to match his katars.
"That'd be pretty sweet! You could totally do that!" She cheered for him, spinning easily out of the way of his swinging jab, sweeping her axe across the ground and into his moving feet.
HP: 40
Damage: 7
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2015 8:19 pm
"Right?" He grinned cheerily, finding himself in a sudden rush of fleeting pain. Harley's large weapon had range, and an edge that stung. He yelped, hopping backward as his shield took the brunt of the damage. Getting in close to her would be tricky, and not without pain. He lunged inside her swing zone to deliver a jab to her shoulder. HP: 33 Damage: 3
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