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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 9:04 pm
Israfel was going off in her head how really they needed to make it up to the hunter. He very clearly had become distressed and that mad Solia fret. Hopping on her feet the death trainee shook her head. "Its okay! Really! It happens, and its not like you are trying to do it! I'm just sorry that happened. I need a new top but that is what shopping is for!"
She actually smiled at the idea. "I like looking for cute tops so really it's no big deal! Now I have an excuse is all."
A small reminder as he poked at her fear shield, she giggled, poking with the rose end of her bow.
HP; 21
Dmg:9 idek
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 9:15 pm
"...." Neither Weapon nor hunter could properly explain what just happened. One minute they were standing there. The next, they had been thrown backwards by a simple poke by a weapon. "....Nice...shot?" Really, that was all he could say. Getting to his feet, The moon hunter sighed. His shield was in tatters, so he might as well get this over it. Moving closer, he swung his sword again but with much more restraint then previous attacks. HP: 8 Damage: 1
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 12:01 am
One second she had been poking, the next Jason was flung several feet back. All Israfel had to say was 'I think I put too much oomph into that one'. Nearly dropping the bow, Solia rushed to Jason worry plastered very clearly over her face.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" He was moving but what had she done? Israfel had no idea, he'd just tried to return the poke. Arms went around the moon trainee as Solia went into panic mode. She really had no idea what had just happened. "I am so so sorry. I had no idea it could do that oh my god."
HP:20
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 12:40 am
"It- it's okay, don't worry about me" Jason tried to say as he was hugged. He could feel the actual hug chip away at his shield, but he knew that was not Solia's intention. "I'll be fine, I-"
And then he just had to lose his balance.
And tried to stick the sword into the ground to stop him from falling.
And stuck it into Solia instead.
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"OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY ARE YOU ALRIGHT?!?!"
HP: 7
Damage: 6
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 1:03 am
There was a loud 'eep' and the blade got her. It was a chain reaction. He tripped, she tripped trying to hug him. In classic anime style, by some unseen forces, Solia had the misfortune of falling on top if the moon trainee, coat open, shirt sliced to expose bra, and some passing hunter giving the pair a look.
Kids these days.
Solia just blushed and began to scramble back as she let out a stream of apologies in French.
HP:14
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poke mattix rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 1:07 am
Jason just sorta laid there. Looking upwards. Into a pair of breasts.
He really felt like crying at this moment.
He also made a starling realization. That she was french.
Jason already knew exactly what he was going to say. It was just to dam obvious not to.
<Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir?>
HP: 7
Damage: 0
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-16)
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 1:25 am
Solia just kind of sat in place, holding her coat closed, looking at Jason like she might have kicked his puppy. She was feeling 50 shades of terrible. The whole spar had been an accident and she probably had made his headache worse.
So she just kept muttering apologies as she stared at him ruefully.
HP: 14
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 1:28 am
Slowly, very slowly, Jason slipped a hand into his coat pocket. In which he pulled out a small notebook and a pen. He began to write on it.
a minute later and he held up the notebook for Solia to see. The words clearly stated
'I give up. My fault. Not yours"
Yeah, he didn't even feel capable of talking at the moment, let alone finishing the match.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 1:37 am
It was all her fault. She had make him mess up and as her wrote she made a small sound of panic. After reading?
Back to English. "I'm sorry oh god please don't hate me I promise I won't let this happen ever again oh my god I'm sorry."
She was ready to cry. She had ruined everything. In a bid to win forgiveness, she hugged Jason, coat very securely closed.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 2:01 am
"H...hate y-y-ou?" The embarrassed moon hunter felt himself being hugged once more (and thanking god her coat was covering her this time). But it was clear that while he felt embarrassed, she appeared very upset.
Sitting himself up, Jason let the other hunter hug him while patting said hunter on the pat gently. "Y-you don't need to apologize. It was just a accident, and it was more my fault then anything. See?" he gently pried her away. Time to pretend he actually knew what he was talking about.
"I'm alright. You are alright. No ones hurt." (Apart from some clothes and their dignity). "We can both walk away from this match having learned a few more valuable skills when it comes to fighting. And that's the best we can hope for."
Standing up, he helped the death trainee to her feet. "Now, how about you return to your dorm room to fix your clothes, and I can show you a few interesting books from the library if you'd like."
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 2:33 pm
Solia was giving Jason the saddest look. All her guilt, this was very clearly, all her fault. Because accidents. Accidents and her butt and blouse. At the very least she had something to shop for. If she ever was allowed to shop again. Wait- A slow lightbulb went off in her head. She was legally dead. Her credit cards would be deactivated. Well, it was looking like it was time to break out a sewing kit. “Yes. Well. We are both fine. And yeah, that is what matters most!” A firm nod, the death trainee was happy for his help up, taking a second to dust herself off. “But- really? Why not go now I-“ And then her coat had one button open. A look down, and she scowled. “No. Bad coat. We are so done here.” A sigh she figured that getting a shirt would be best. “Looks like I will need the new top… and a coat that isn’t a traitor. Just meet you in the library?”
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 3:08 pm
"Yeah, that will be fine" Jason nodded, taking a very keen interest in a dummy not far away...
'no'
'SHUT UP ZATH I AM NOT A PERVERT LIKE YOU'
<...Did you just call me Zanth?>
'...Yes'
Jason was now glaring at the dummy. Yes, it was clearly it's fault.
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