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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 3 (1-6)
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 Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 2:19 pm
After--at this point, she could have slept for a week and still been annoyed to somehow run into a lone bird. It'd be a long day, though, and she wasn't sure she could do much more but sleep. An attack on a large swarm, followed by a spar with Mathilda, which she was on her way back from, was almost more than she thought she could put up with. And yet, rather than even attempt to sneak away, she brought out her whip. She didn't waste time in watching it. These creatures were sharp and it wouldn't take long for it to spot her. Using what limited time she had until it was on the attack, she readied her weapon and pulled her arm back. With a quick forward motion she slashed at the bird, spooking it and setting it on the defensive. Marisol's Health: 47 - 5 = 42 HP
Bird's Health: 25 - (100% x 4) = 21 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 2:27 pm
The bird's defense was to fling--she threw herself sideways into a grand jeté and then crashed to the ground in a roll. She coughed as the odor tried to snake into her nostrils. That was vile. What that stuff would do to a car... Maybe she didn't want to find out. Pushing herself up, she held her right hand near her left shoulder. The whip was readied as she moved her arm in a fast curve. Leather crashed into the bird's underwing and sent it off course, until it corrected itself. A dark substance seemed to leak onto the metal feathers that graced its body and she knew that hit had been powerful. Marisol's Health: 42 - 5 = 37 HP
Bird's Health: 21 - (200% x 4) = 17 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Total: 5 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 2:34 pm
There was a moment where she thought the bird might fly away. Instead it swerved violent but graceful as it dived towards her. She let herself fall backwards, turning onto her stomach, as it skimmed above her. It was too close to worry about the fact she'd never tried using the whip from the ground. And so she twisted her arm, palm upward, so that she could arc the whip in a half circle without dislocating her shoulder. The strike might have suffered for a lack of power as it landed across the bird's back and tail feathers. Scrambling upward, she nearly caught a feather in the face, only to feel it skim against the tip of her ear. At least she hadn't become Van Gogh or--she couldn't recall any characters who only had one eye. "This is why people say to never feed birds," she muttered. Seriously, these things were monsters already. They didn't need anything to become worse. Marisol's Health: 37 - 5 = 32 HP
Bird's Health: 17 - (200% x 4) = 9 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 2:56 pm
A talon scratched along the back of her neck as the angry avian swooped down over top of her. She buried her face into the line of her coat as her shoulders hunched protectively. Gods, that stung. At least she wouldn't have to worry about any sort of injury being fussed over. It felt as though it was near her hair line and easily hidden--though thus far, she doubted it would be worrisome or even last long. Hermes did one thing right. There was a shriek behind her as she stood, sending the whip towards the enraged bird. The tip whacked into the beak and the bird reeled back. Damn thing seemed on the verge of dying after each hit and yet it continued to come at her. Marisol counted herself lucky that they weren't wanted alive. It'd never come willingly; a part of her didn't even think it would when dead. Marisol's Health: 32 - 5 = 27 HP
Bird's Health: 9 - (50% x 4) = 7 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 3:19 pm
There was a tense of muscle as she tried to swing at the enemy and again the power seemed to have faded. Weariness must have been starting to leak into her body after such a long day but she couldn't let it, not yet. This bird was loosing its ability to attack but it was still alive, still capable of causing her harm. Beneath the bird, the snow was spotted with droplets of whatever ran through its body or veins. She had no care except to stay out of it. Not for even a second did she trust anything from this creature, not yet and probably not ever. Marisol's Health: 27 - 5 = 22 HP
Bird's Health: 7 - (50% x 4) = 5 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 3:27 pm
"Ouch," the word escaped from her mouth as she fell backwards. A shed feather poked into her back as the snow collapsed under her. She'd tried to twist too sharply and this snow was still light, fluffy rather than the more compacted she had stood on moments before. Even as she stood, she knew she'd have to rely on her upper body now, the snow came up to nearly her knees. She twisted to the side, arm extended away from her, before snapping back forward. The whip snapped with the movement and slammed into the bird so hard, the creature fell to the ground. It's haggard breathing signaled that it was almost dead and she just had to end this now. Marisol's Health: 22 - 5 = 17 HP
Bird's Health: 5 - (100% x 4) = 1 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 6-sided dice:
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 3:31 pm
There wasn't much to do; the bird was down. It made one last attempt to strike her and then her whip caught it against the head. Blank eyes stared at her and she felt herself breathe. Marisol's Health: 22 - 5 = 15 HP
Bird's Health: 1 - (100% x 4) = -3 HP
Marisol's Weapon: Whip (4 Base; +1 Hit)
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anemosagkelos rolled 1 100-sided dice:
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Total: 98 (1-100)
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Posted: Sun Aug 14, 2016 3:33 pm
The earlier wound still leaked and she felt her fingers slide over something cool in her pocket. A glass vial that she hadn't known of. It wasn't instinct but she collected the bird's blood and then placed the cork tight. What she would do with it... She didn't know. Marisol stood up and turned, walking away from the dead. It was time to rest, time to connect to those she felt safe with. Forget about these creatures for awhile. Just live. 98: Heart's Blood: You manage to collect a vial of the creature's blood. It can be used once to replenish 3 HP, at which point it is consumed and leaves your inventory forever.
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