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 Posted: Fri Jun 29, 2012 6:29 pm
Hazenite had no battle plan. His plan was just LET'S HIT THINGS.
"Oy, at least I don't have to wear some feather-y a** costume." Okay that was a bit of a low blow. Hazenite tried not to judge people based on their appearances, but really. He needed something to insult.
He swung his faithful little mouse at the page's head, hoping it would make contact. He needed the distraction if he was going to have a chance against featherbutt here. "Yeah 'cause you're really different! You hear delusions about protecting people, but the second someone looks 'evil' to you the deal is off. ******** off buddy. At least I do what I say I'm going to do."
Although he wouldn't admit it, Hazenite could tell he was a little outmatched experienced-wise. The conversation about knights alone had proven that. It definitely didn't mean he was feeling defeated though. If anything, it just fueled Hazenite's purpose further. He was going to kick this dude's a** and put him in his place for insulting the negaverse.
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Posted: Mon Jul 02, 2012 7:37 pm
chimarii *edited in the quote, sorry I forgot* Nysa saw the mouse coming and moved out of the way yet again. However, he held out his arm a bit, and where as the mouse missed its mark, the cord ended up wrapping about the lad's arm. There were two ways it could go in this situation. Nysa could pull against the cord and mouse, and perhaps he could disarm this Agent of the Negaverse. Or. Nysa could pull agains the cord and not be strong enough to remove the weapon. Though his actions could easily influence his opponent into giving it a shot. And where as Nysa was stronger in this form, he had never been strong. Physically he was easily outmatched. Due to the possibilities, the lad did not move and did not struggle once seemingly trapped. It was simply a fact he couldn't decide between one action over the other, whether it would reap a positive or negative result. So instead, he commented on the Lieutenant's commentary. "It would seem you are quite presumptuous, Lieutenant. However, if you would like to continue spouting out false statements, please be my guest."
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Posted: Fri Jul 06, 2012 9:51 am
THAT got Hazenite angry. He hated it when people accused him of lying, or even embellishing the truth when he wasn't. If he was the boy in the story of "The boy who cried wolf"? He'd be taking out all of the villagers.
So it wasn't any surprise that Hazenite's right arm swung around for a jab straight to Nysa's cheek. She the boy wasn't struggling, he yanked the mouse off of Nysa's arm- it didn't do any damage, he just didn't want to be pulled by the mouse.
"It would seem," he said, in a tone mocking the knight's, "You're a bit presumptuous as well, blue-balls."
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Posted: Sun Jul 08, 2012 7:50 pm
This definitely wasn't the first time the Page had been hit. Perhaps it was the first time as a Page getting struck across the face, but when the school he went to was Hillworth, it was hard to avoid bullies. Fortunately the Lieutenant hadn't gotten him in the nose, or Nysa might not have been able to take the blow with as much dignity as he did. His arm was released by the cord of the mouse. However, once more the agent of the Negaverse seemed to assume things about Nysa's words. It wasn't something that he felt the need to call out, since it would result in a very circular disagreement that could last for quite a while. Desiring an end to the already starting loop and a bit of personal space, the lad then used two flat palms and shoved them towards the boy's chest, easily distancing himself from the other's immediate vicinity. Once at a reasonable distance from the Lieutenant, he had one comment as he raised a hand to touch the cheek which had just been assaulted. "It would seem we will not be able to discuss this in a civil manner, is that correct, Lieutenant?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 12:00 pm
Hazenite stumbled backwards, tripping slightly but staying on his feet. The mouse swung around his arm once, twice and then he pocketed the weapon ... for now anyways. He was ready to bring it back out in a moments notice if the time called for it.
"And it would seem," Hazenite said, rolling his eyes, "That you're a pansy a** who can't back up his words." There was something triumphant in his eyes as he watched the page rub his cheek. He'd inflicted that damage. There was something empowering about it.
Hazenite pulled his sleeves up and said, "Look dude, I don't wanna fight, but you're kind of being an a**." He leaned back on his heels, posing something far more relaxed than earlier. Even in battle Hazenite was lazy. "I think you gotta take a step back and think about your odds." He clenched and unclenched a fist to further emphasize his point.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 10:41 pm
The Page rubbed at his cheek a bit more. "For supposedly not wanting to fight, you certainly do seem to try to instigate things as if you do want to resort to violence." The boy wasn't certain if he could handle a real beating at the moment. Hillworth beatings were one thing, but Nysa was quite certain a beating from a Negaverse agent would leave him feeling somewhat pained. He took the suggested step back, however, it wasn't to think about the odds. It was to take a step closer to the woman he had help put into a more comfortable position after she had passed out. "I think I will take my leave..." He leaned forward, and quite promptly seemed to scoop the woman up in his arms. He might have been retreating, but he had no intentions of leaving this poor woman behind to potentially have her starseed stolen.
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Posted: Tue Jul 17, 2012 11:34 pm
Hazenite shrugged, relaxed entirely. "Ah- sorry about that. People've told me I come off sounding like a jerk."
He lurched forward when the page took the woman in his arms. "Woah dude, that's kind of creepy isn't it?" He frowned, but he couldn't do much. The page was making his escape- it wasn't worth the ever.
"Well whatever- I won't judge you for your freaky fetishes man." He sent a cocky grin the boy's way and said, "Laters man!" Besides, he'd already grabbed a starseed earlier tonight. This one was just for fun.
With that, he gave a salute and ran off before the other boy could even retreat.
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Posted: Wed Jul 18, 2012 6:30 pm
Nysa was unphased by the Lieutenant's assumption. After all, it was an assumption, and a very inaccurate one at that. However, he had been lucky this boy hadn't decided to pursue him any further tonight.
With the woman now in his arms, he proceeded to make his way towards the street, locating the nearest bench to lay her down. He didn't know what she'd remember, and that much wasn't really his responsibility. He did want to ensure that the woman wasn't attacked again before she awoke.
Finding himself a perch upon a nearby 2 story building, he waited, watching over the edge until the woman stirred, and eventually began to stagger off to figure out what she had done prior. It was only once she had moved that the page felt as if he could leave his post.
He was quite certain he would have a bruise to tend to.
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