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Ice Queen rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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 Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:28 am
"Probably too good," Roch said with a snort. "Too good for me, at least. I have no questions about who and what I am." He knew exactly what he was. A world class b*****d. One that was too greedy to want to share.
Unknowingly, though, that thought just pissed him off more. He took steps forward, slamming the guitar body hard into the other reaper's stomach, proving to himself once again just how dirty he played.
Roch's HP: 32/40
Damage: 7
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kuropeco rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:33 am
The guitar came at him again, into his torso, and Sparrow lost his hold on his scythe, staggering backwards and landing on one knee on the ground. The black weapon clattered noisily beside him, smoke curling upwards from the blade and dissipating into the air.
"Doesn't mean anything," he breathed out shakily, sounding nearly as insane as Cymbeline, his eyes darting from his hands where they pressed flat against the ground, to the scythe and then back again. "I can't - you - I mean - "
Sparrow was not making any sense whatsoever.
[ HP: 13/30
Damage: 0 ]
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Ice Queen rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 1
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:40 am
"You can't what? I can't what?" Roch demanded. "I can't change who the jack I am, all the crap that's happened to me, or how the jack I grew up, or her, either," he snarled. "And don't feed me some candlejack line about how that doesn't matter. People keep feeding me that one, and guess what? It's bullshit."
He took another light swing at the other reaper, just enough to throw him off balance.
Roch's HP: 32/40
Damage: 2
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kuropeco rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 10:59 am
In all honesty, Sparrow had not even been talking to the reaper when he had said it doesn't matter, but apparently Roch took it that way, since the guitar swung out again, colliding into his side. Sparrow collapsed down, breathing heavily as he pushed himself back up - but only a small amount, his face pale and wan.
"I...was talking..."
His fingers stretched towards his scythe - towards her, since Asia had informed him of its gender. He wasn't sure if he believed that, but it gave him something to think about, certainly.
"I...meant myself."
[ HP: 11/30
Damage: 0 ]
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Ice Queen rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:02 am
"Then that's bullshit, too," Roch said coldly, lining up his next hit. He looked pathetic, though, Roch thought as he looked at Sparrow. Then again, Sparrow had looked pathetic from the very beginning. It made Roch irritated.
"I can't believe I actually thought you'd be a decent rival," he said coldly.
Roch's HP: 32/40
Damage: 0
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kuropeco rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:08 am
Sparrow lifted his gaze, tilting his head to look at Roch. Slowly, he pushed himself to his feet, dragging the scythe up with him. It made a horrible screeching sound as it scraped along the ground, Sparrow lifting it to rest beside him. It felt familiar in his hands; familiar and reassuring.
"Somewhere along the lines I lost something that I can't get back."
The scythe lashed out, snapping at Roch's leg as more bitter laughter fell from Sparrow's lips.
"I don't care about being your rival."
[ HP: 11/30
Damage: 4 ]
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Ice Queen rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 8
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:12 am
"Good," Roch said, barely wincing as it hit his already damaged legs. Why did everyone always aim at the legs? "Because you're too jackin' pathetic for the job, anyway." With that statement he started spinning, letting the weight of the guitar body build up momentum before slamming it hard into Sparrow's gut.
Roch's HP: 28/40
Damage: 8
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kuropeco rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:16 am
He couldn't seem to stop laughing, even as Roch was beating him to the ground, Sparrow back down on one knee.
I really have gone mad, he thought, wiping a line of blood from his mouth and looking up at the other boil with a slightly crazed smile.
"Says the guy who keeps beating on someone when they're already down."
[ HP: 3/30
Damage: 0 ]
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:20 am
"You're still moving," Roch said. "Crawl your a** to the nurse's office or something," he added callously. "This fight's done." Whether it was counted as a win or a loss for him, he didn't really care. This guy wasn't worth focusing on any longer.
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Posted: Tue Nov 29, 2011 11:22 am
He debated tossing out some sort of insult, like I can see why Xiu doesn't love you back, but in the end Sparrow decided that was just leveling himself down to where Roch was.
So he said nothing at all, still half grinning at the other boil as he leaned back against the wall, the scythe dissipating in a cloud of smoke, back into the palm of his hand.
He closed his eyes, breathing steadily.
Long after Roch left the gym, Sparrow would still be sitting there, lost in his own thoughts.
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