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Ice Queen rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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 Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:06 pm
He couldn't let the other reaper get far away, Roch thought, chasing after him. He needed to deal with this as he did any long range fighter. Making the distance too short for them to do much good.
Roch's HP: 10/40
Damage:
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:07 pm
HP: 27/40
Damage: 3
He had the advantage of distance once again.
Mot turned slightly, firing a sneaky shot from under his arm.
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Ice Queen rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 1
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:09 pm
Roch chased after him, trying to get what had happened before to happen again. That was no way to train, but it was stuck in his head! He caught the other reaper in the arm with his guitar, but it didn't do much good.
Roch's HP: 7/40
Damage: 2
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:13 pm
HP: 25/40
Damage: 7
Another hit to the arm was nothing for now, so long as his fingers were in tact.
"No more teleporting?" He mused, stopping suddenly and turning to face Roch, and pointing both weapons point blank at his head. "Too bad."
Bang.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:17 pm
Roch staggered back, then lifted a hand. "I quit," he said, shaking his head. "Somethin's got you up in arms, and I am about to jackin' fall--"
And he did, falling onto his butt and looking down at his poor, tortured legs. "You win. Now tell me what the hell is goin' on."
HP: 0
Status: Conceding defeat.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:20 pm
Mot won.
The reaper breathed a sigh, only realizing now that his heart was beating faster than a bass beat at a dance club. He dismissed his weapons in a smoky poof of Fear, walking and sitting across from Roch to catch his breath.
"Ah.. it's this bet." He began, rubbing his neck. "Me and Hel are having a duel in a week or so. The loser has to confess to the person they like."
He paused. "I don't want to lose."
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:25 pm
"So you're that intent on not telling Lizzy?" Roch asked quietly. "You just kicked my a**, man, but..." He used the body of his guitar to shove himself back to his feet. "You're still that scared of a ghoul? You know, I got turned down. It sucks, but it's going to let me move on. Sooner or later. Do you really feel happy with how things are right now? So happy that you'll hide from the truth?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:37 pm
"I know she'll turn me down." Mot commented, lowering his gaze even as Roch got to his feet. "And that's fine." Lizzy just felt so beyond him. Like she didn't belong with him at all.
"Happy?" Mot tilted his head. "I don't want her to think differently of me. Telling her something so personal will change things. I don't want that."
He sighed, rising to his feet. "But this bet will decide things once and for all." If he lost, he would have to allow things to change. However.. if he won? Hel would admit who she liked. He grimaced, wanting to know, yet not wanting to know. What kind of boil could capture the Valkyries heart, he wondered.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:40 pm
"And you're so certain that Hel's confession would be better than yours?" Roch asked quietly. "You two, I can't say I don't get it, but still," he said with a snort, holding onto his guitar like a cane. "Who do you think she'll confess to?" he asked Mot curiously. "Do you really want to know?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:47 pm
"Who? She said it's not who I think it would be." He'd thought for certain it was Roch, considering their interactions. Maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. "I'm not sure if I want to know. But.." His brows furrowed, still not understanding why he was so possessive over his friend. He liked Lizzy, yet he was fine with her not being with him.
Yet.
"Lizzy and Mac split up. Part of me wants them to patch things up, because Lizzy still loves him. Yet, a dark part of me doesn't want that at all. A dark part of me feels like I wouldn't make her cry like he did." Mot seemed disgusted with himself for that train of thought.
"I just want her to be happy. Hel too."
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:52 pm
"Then whether you win or lose, let Hel decide for herself when she confesses, and who she confesses to," Roch said.
"It took me a while to figure that out, and I've jacked up more than I'll ever admit, man, but I'm done with love now. It makes everyone act like idiots. So I'm gonna go back to my room, recover, and figure out just what happened back there, because it's a HELL of a lot more interesting than this 'he likes, she likes' game."
And now he felt guilty as hell. Jack, he was going to have to deal with the Lizzy problem.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:56 pm
"Ah, sorry." Mot apologized, raising his hands. The last thing Roch needed was to help with someone else's relationship woes. Mot would have to look elsewhere. Or nowhere.
"You're right though." Hel could decide when she's ready. No rush, even f it was a bet.
"If you need any help with that teleporting business, I can try. But you know, Shun has a similar ability. You should ask him."
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 1:59 pm
"But seriously?" Roch said as he headed for the door. "I would get it over with. It'd give you time to recover from it, then to try and figure out how to be her friend again. JUST her friend."
That's what he had to do, after all. "But yeah... Shun."
Jack, he'd have to go to her "aniki." He was so screwed.
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Posted: Mon Nov 28, 2011 2:05 pm
Mot felt heavy suddenly, as if he had lost the battle. Get it over with, huh? True, his dream would have to end sooner or later. It wasn't possible to live within a dream.
The dream must end.
Mot left the gym with Roch, giving the other boil a nod before heading off to do something else.
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