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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-20)
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 Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 10:43 pm
Her attack was a good, one, making him flinch. It was never fun to see a weapon well...running you through. FEAR shields were wonderful in that way.
Better appreciate me
Reine answers however, were leaving him with virtually nothing. "That doesn't answer the question or, explain Robert the drama queen who likes to walk into social gathers wearing nothing but his boxers, and your relationship with him. I don't know the guy but-" Yeah he could have lived without that. "I am curious." A horizontal slash at her legs, and he fell back for a second.
HP: 40
Damage:4
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danse-hexe rolled 9 4-sided dice:
4, 2, 3, 4, 3, 1, 1, 4, 4
Total: 26 (9-36)
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Posted: Sun Dec 04, 2011 11:14 pm
"Curiosity kills the cat," Reine grinned.
Why did Robert nickname her 'kitten', again? The life trainee scowled, biting her lip. It hurt, but unlike the other three she'd fought before, the blows weren't enough to knock her off her feet.
Jordan's had been the worst, really. Huge hammer swinging at her.
"Why d'you think you're entitled to that knowledge?" Smirking, she slashed at him again, watching in- was it glee?- as Alynthe's ice-crystals gathered around the cut she'd made, then shattered away.
Always the pretty special effects.
HP: 22/40
Damage: 18
Charge: 0/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4): 1/2
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 8 4-sided dice:
2, 2, 2, 2, 1, 4, 1, 2
Total: 16 (8-32)
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 12:05 am
Oh well, maybe he should stop being so forward. "Sorry if it came off that way. I'm just curious. You show up and he gets pissy, rumors about stuff going down. Would you prefer a rumor to be known or truth?" The shoock of her attack make his stagger. "Holy ********." That hurt. Dis whined in his head. he'd not been expecting that. The ice left quickly, and if she wanted to play that game.. so be it. "Nice one, now, shall we see how you handle this? The blade shimmered as if covered in blue before slashing out. Vampire Venom Dis liked to call it. Marcus just thought it was a great was to cut your opponent down.
HP: 22
Damage: 14
(Using charge attack, Battle Cry)
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danse-hexe rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 12:16 am
He had her on her knees for a moment after the hit- whatever that blue glow was, she supposed it was his charged attack.
Jordan's was cooler.
I like this one better, though, Alynthe interjected. No fire.
Oh shush, you.
Reine forced herself to stand up, holding the swordbreaker in front of her.
"Yeah, well, you're the first I've met who indulges in frivolities like gossip; the others are all fairly pleasant." Her eyes were blazing- she was almost regretting taking him up on the spar offer, and not because she was getting beaten up, but because he was so ********** annoying.
"I slept with his mom." Reine's frown twisted into a grin. "Man, best night of my life."
HP: 8/40
Damage: 7
Charge: 1/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4): 1/2
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 12:24 am
Damn, knocked back, Marcus figured his as far as trainees went, she was one hell of a fighter. Not much to talk but- "Congrats on that then. It's alright if you don't care to share, but, when you do want to keep things secret, fair warning, I don't think they will last very long here." A forward stab at her chest. "It's a small island and from what I can tell, the leaders thrive on making our lives miserable."
HP: 15
Damage: 4
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danse-hexe rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 12:27 am
"You don't believe me?" There was something distinctly disturbing about the expression on her face.
Reine giggled.
"You don't happen to have a girlfriend... do you?"
The pain from each hit seemed to be lasting longer, but she ignored it as best as she could.
"See, I just can't keep away from pretty ladies."
HP: 4/40
Damage: 3
Charge: 2/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4): 1/2
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 4
Total: 13 (2-20)
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 12:57 am
Not really no. "Most people don't sleep with other's parents. That and I try not to think about things like that." Her giggling was very creepy. There might be a minipet in her image in the future. "I do. Cassandra. But, I don't think she likes girls. Sorry." Well.. then again she was pretty innocent about some things so.. never knew.
Her attack stung, but ah well. "Have you gone after one of the assistants? Julia, I bet she'd love you." For running to store to steal maxi pads and delivering them to Caelius. A forward slash. "But I won't worry for Cass."
HP: 12
Damage:7
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danse-hexe rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 1:02 am
"I'll keep an eye out for Julie," Reine said darkly. More like she was trying to keep herself together; with that last hit, she was very much aware that her FEAR shield had broken; Marcus' weapon left a bloody slash across her stomach.
Well, there'd be some fixing up to do later, she supposed. One arm moved to press against the- oh god it hurt so bad- wound, the other lashed out weakly at Marcus.
What was the worst that could happen..?
HP: -3/40
Damage: 1
Charge: 3/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4): 1/2
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 1:09 am
Ah s**t, he'd gone to far and now she was bleeding. Damn it. De-summoning Dis, Marcus was a bit surprised when she lashed out at him again. "Hey your shield is down, cut the antics." He wasn't about to fight her and you know, run the risk of killing her. "Come on, I'll help you to the infirmary. Last thing you need is to have a wound on the next mission." He offered her a hand up. "Besides, I'd probably get chewed out if I cut you worse than I already have."
HP: 11
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 1:16 am
She glared at him; had he called her out to beat her up and then make fun of her? Regardless of who'd started the fight, Reine liked to think she'd be the one who ended it, thank you very much. The pain was starting to get to her, though- Marcus' blade had cut her deeper than she'd thought.
Not good.
The trainee had to admit her loss, but she wasn't in any way happy about it. Almost growling, she slapped Marcus' hand away; oddly, she didn't think she'd be the type to hold grudges, but she'd never been the type, either, to welcome privacy invasions.
"Don't touch me."
Her hand clenched tighter around Alynthe's hilt, as she debated striking out again, but that would be in poor taste- his own weapon was desummoned. Maybe she'd just phone Eva, or Robert, or Boss- she didn't really need two creepers in the infirmary with her. Desummoning her own weapon, she nodded at him curtly.
"Thanks for the spar, anyway."
I'll beat you next time, for sure.
Digging around in her pocket, Reine pulled her cellphone out and painstakingly texted Jordan. Not that he could see the pain; it was more in the form of bloody smears on the keypad and screen. She was pretty sure she could count on him- he'd said he wouldn't let her go see the Doctor alone.
There was what sounded a bit like a happy sigh from Reine as she hit 'send'.Quote: h..hi boss, could you come to the training field if you're free?
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 1:45 am
As it happened, Jordan had just finished his shift in the pod room when he got the text. Texts from friends were the good kind, at least. Did Reine want to spar again? She seemed to be taking her training seriously, at least. Ice, Ferros grumbled. I don't like her weapon.Sorry. Not listening to you. Jordan hit the reply button. A few minutes later, he made his way up to the field; he was a bit surprised to see that she wasn't alone. "Marcus, hey," he greeted the other man as he approached. "Reine, what - " Wait, she was bleeding. " - ah, you gotta be careful about keeping track of your shield for sparring." He glanced over to Marcus, mildly surprised; wouldn't he have offered to help Reine to the infirmary?
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 2:05 am
So she was going to be stubborn? He fight then, not his. "Alright, but if they find you dead because you bled out I'm not taking the fall." Nope, that was your call missy, not his. "None the less, thank you for indulging me in a match. I don't know if I can help you with anything, but, the offer is there." Then Jordan Arrived.
"Hey Jordan." It was..unexpected to say the least. A glance to Reine. "She has balls of steel man. took a stab at me after she started bleeding. Offer to take her to the infirmary but-" Another look at her. "Balls of steel. I just don't want to end up getting bitched at for cutting someone during sparring."
He motioned to the buildings. "I think they'll use any excuse to rain hell down on us really."
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 2:12 am
Reine limped over to Jordan when she saw him approaching, wincing slightly as she practically collapsed against him. Maybe Marcus would offer to pay for dry-cleaning.
It was apparent the two knew each other from their greetings, but she'd expected that- given how much Marcus had harrassed her, he probably had done the same thing to everyone else in the compound. How had he gotten that girlfriend anyway?
"Don't want two creepers in the infirmary," she retorted. "This guy just.. wouldn't stop bothering me."
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 2:21 am
"Heh, I knew that," Jordan answered Marcus, and glanced down at Reine with a small smile. He put an arm around her shoulder to help support her. "Here, lean on me, we'll get you there okay."
Two creepers? He raised an eyebrow at Marcus, his expression clearly registering his puzzlement. As far as he knew, the guy was googly-eyed for Cass. There had to be some kind of misinterpretation or something. Right now, though, Reine needed to get patched up. "Uh - guess I'll see you later," he said to Marcus, and started off towards the main complex, carefully supporting Reine.
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Posted: Mon Dec 05, 2011 2:44 am
"Thank you," Reine whimpered, her fingers scrabbling to clutch at his jacket. The pain was getting worse- it was hard to even walk now, and if not for Jordan, she would probably just tip over and crash onto the ground.
It was so much easier to bear with pain when it didn't actually leave any mark on you; eventually it faded away. She had no idea how long it would even take this gash to heal.. or if it would leave a scar.
And in such a prominent place.. If Reine could cross her fingers, she'd be doing that right now.
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