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Rown rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-16)
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 Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 12:47 am
"Go - sdkjfsdfdsfsd" Ofelia didn't even have time to respond before she was struck again and, not even thinking twice of wasting the chance, she smacked at Robert while he was trying to recover from his own attack.
It hurt, it really hurt, but she wasn't injured. Just what was going on? Somewher in her mind Rue was snickering and goading her onward, and Ofelia struck a more defensive post to try and block whatever came next. She was not going to take strong hits anymore.
damage dealt 3 pt
hp 23/40
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 12:51 am
It was hard not to laugh at the reaction that he'd gotten. He barely managed to block most of the attack she wildly swung at him, and he felt the sting on his skin from the hit, but it never stopped him from laughing.
"You don't talk much, do you?" He choked out through his laughter, poking her with the tip of his batleth. "You are allowed to talk during spars, you know. Get to know the person you're pummeling. That kinda crap."
HP: 30
Damage: 1
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Rown rolled 1 8-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 12:54 am
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Rown rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 12:56 am
". . . don't Ah talk a lot though? Ah know back home Ah was called a chatterbox, at least by mah brother." People at school called her many, many things, one of which was not chatterbox. "Plus if yer talkin' what happens ta yer teeth or tongue when ya get smacked in the face?"
All very valid points, and Ofelia took a false swipe at Robert to prove a point, but part of her was actually flattered that he wanted her to talk. She... oddly didn't have anything to say though, not while getting her a** kicked.
damage dealt 1 pt
hp 22/40
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:05 am
People called her a chatterbox back home...
Okay, Robert could take a hint. It was probably not a good idea to get her into a deep conversation. He nodded, and tipped his weapon at her. "Good point. You'll lose a tooth if you're a yappin' while I'm a smackin'." Oops, just a hint of that old accent had finally started to seep out without him realizing it. What could he do, when he heard her voice it reminded him of home. It was easy to fall back into those old rhythms, until he caught himself.
"So uh.." Time for a topic change. "Have you tried using your Fear charge yet? You've hit me enough times, your weapon must be screaming for it by now."
You never listen to me when I scream for release.. Jezebel suddenly chirped out, rather annoyed that he was helping others use their weapons but still did not use her properly. He only smiled, and ignored the venom-laced comment, and he launched himself at Ofelia, his weapon switching hands at the last moment as his hands slid around her body. The weapon, held behind her back, sliced her from behind as it was exchanged from one hand to another. The close encounter left him vulnerable, but he counted on the surprise of being there to pull him through.
HP: 29
Damage: 7
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Rown rolled 7 4-sided dice:
4, 3, 4, 4, 1, 1, 1
Total: 18 (7-28)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:12 am
It's time.
For?
Let's show him what a Make Over really is. Rue had been quiet, save for her cackling now and then, and as soon as her voice hit Ofelia's ears it was as though the teen didn't even need to think about what to do. Her weapon seemed to pulse and glow in her hands, growing stronger and large, and Ofelia endured the hit from Robert's weapon only to turn and pound right back into him with her own.
It felt like an amazing rush, a surreal relief, and Ofelia cackled to the same tune that Rue had as she punched hard into Robert's flesh.
damage dealt 14 pt
hp 15/40
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:18 am
He was only just starting to pull away when Robert felt the initial tug of power raking at him, warning him of an impending fear attack. Why did he mention that, again? Oh, right, because he was trying to be helpful.
As he was blown clear across to the other side and slammed into the wall, he decided that being helpful wasn't necessary anymore.
"Okay. Yeah. You got it." He admitted, as he sat there for a moment to catch his breath. "No more tips."
HP: 15
Damage: Robert
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Rown rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:25 am
Ofelia wasn't done, she wasn't done fighting and playing. She cackled, just as Rue cackled still in her head, and she charged after Robert regardless of the fact he was up against a wall, resting. She paused right in front of him and looked down before pulling her right fist back. It missed Robert entirely, smashing into the wall next to him, but she pulled it out and used the back of her hand to get in a hit.
It was like her eyes weren't even focused, she was just too busy having fun and listening to the cackles in her head. Why, why the cackles.
damage dealt 7 pt
hp 15/40
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:36 am
And then Robert was back-handedly bitchslapped.
When his head rolled back around after being slapped to the side, his eyes were wide and filled with anger. "THE ********?" He cried out, fumbling to stand. "This ain't no ********.. will you please commit to hitting me with your weapon, and not b***h-slapping me like you're my ******** pimp or something?" There was a whine in his voice, even as he bellowed in anger.
"AND WHILE YOU'RE AT IT, KIDDO." He pointed down swiftly at her shoes. "Flip-flops are NOT the right footwear for the gym OR for sparring. You're gonna ******** break your ankle, kid!"
He'd lost it. Slapping him across the face during a spar will do that.
HP: 8
Damage: Robert
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Rown rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:39 am
The cackling stopped as soon as Robert raised his voice and Ofelia backed up a bit, her eyebrows creasing down with a look of apology. Was it ridiculous for her to say she hadn't been thinking straight? Would he even be -
Okay did he just insult her foot wear choice? Wrong.
"They're comfortable." She charged over to him in her movements, her steps sure despite her clearly unsafe shoes. "An' Ah've got mah balance in 'em!"
There, a punch this time, not too strong but certainly a contact.
damage dealt 3 pt
hp 15/40
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:43 am
As light as the punch was, Robert was starting to feel the wear of his Fear shield give with that hit. He tried no to drop down again, his hand wrapped around his stomach, clutching as he waited for the pain to ebb away.
"This is.. actually pretty embarrassing." Robert coughed out quietly. His batleth rose, pointed at her, and he reared back to throw it in her direction.
It passed right by her shoulder and embedded himself into the wall.
HP: 5
Damage: Robert
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Rown rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:48 am
" . . . .do ya wan' me ta stop?" Ofelia's words were soft but honest, and she lowered her hands down to her side. She wasn't going to fight against someone anymore if they weren't willing to keep going because that wasn't a fight anymore - it was a slaughter. She'd been on enough of those, both sides, to know the difference.
Also for some reason she was getting a headache. Maybe she was hungry? After this fight maybe Robert wanted to get food....if she hadn't broken his stomach or something.
damage dealt 0 pt
hp 15/40
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:55 am
"Stop?" His eyes flickered up at her, amused even in their exhaustion. "******** no. You started this, you ******** finish it."
He walked over to the wall, and started tugging his batleth out of it. "Just, you know.. do me a favor." He grunted as he tugged, finally letting out a groan as it tore free. He immediately swiveled it to bang against her leg in a sluggish attack, but moved into her bubble of space once more and grinned foolishly down at her.
"Don't tell anybody. Okay?"
HP: 5
Damage: 3
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Rown rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 4
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 1:59 am
A wide grin spread across Ofelia's face as she winced against the pain of the weapon striking against her, though she didn't hesitate to bring the side of her hand down and let it hit against Robert.
"Oh, Ah won't."
damage dealt 5 pt
hp 12/40
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2012 2:14 am
It was kind of a cruel way to end the fight, being slammed down by her hand instead of her weapon, but Robert was in no shape to argue. He dropped down with a thump, sitting on the floor at her feet, and his weapon desummoned of it's own will, disgusted with his failure.
As usual.
There was no surprise in his face. There wasn't really much of anything, except resigned acceptance. She'd beaten him, fair and square.
"Good job. You're gonna make a great hunter."
His eyes focused, very firmly, on her shoes.
"You should go get some rest, so your Fear shield can recover." He failed to mention his own need for rest, but he wasn't moving from that spot until she was long gone.
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