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[A.V.] rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-16)
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 Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 11:20 pm
He probably wouldn't, but that didn't stop him from trying.
"We'll see."
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HP: 13/40
Action: Attacking
Result: 3 dmg
Charge: 3/3 [0/2]
Fear: World of Darkness [Y2 Headlights]
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Rown rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 7
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 11:26 pm
"That'll be big sis, ta ya, DK. Big sis, an' nothin' less." She needed to charge her weapon again, the screams were becoming unbearable, and Ofelia hopped in a stance before suddenly lunging and taking a strong hit at the boy.
Anything he did to her was easily shrugged off.
hp 34
damage 10 pts
charge 1 [ - ]
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 11:33 pm
The hit made him stagger, and he dropped his weapons when his knees hit the ground.
Kneeling... before her. Lost to a girl. How humiliating.
Chester didn't need to say anymore. He knew when he lost a fight.
"You win... big sis" he grumbled.
How humiliating.
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 11:43 pm
Did he just...surrender? Was he giving up, letting her win the fight? Ofelia raised her hand over her head, ready to bring her weapon down and strike him out cold, when he spoke his end of the bet. She had won, he was admitting it, and with a flash Rue was gone from Ofelia's hands and back on her wrist as a charm bracelet. The bracelet looked off though, like it was cracked or missing pieces. If it was then Ofelia just ignored it.
"Told'ja that ya wouldn' be able ta beat me." Her tone was calmer, less brutal, now that Rue was gone. The screaming had stopped, her weapon had retreated back into silence, and for everything about her Ofelia looked simply exhausted. "Are ya hungry?" Her hand was still somewhat above her head, she could bring it down with a heavy strike if she wanted, but instead Ofelia just sat it atop his skull.
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 11:55 pm
He was tired. He didn't want to argue.
He flinched when she touched him, but knew that she could of knocked him out anytime she wanted to.
He was still weak, dammit.
"No, not really." he muttered.
He rarely ate, so after losing a spar, he was even in less of a mood to eat.
He just wanted to retire to his room, wonder what the **** went wrong.
There was still a long way to go before he could take her.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 10:30 pm
"Well then, get yerself cleaned up an' get some sleep. We're gonna play tagether 'gain soon, got it DK?" Ofelia ruffled his hair, all too aware of the cruelty she was inflicting upon him. Part of her didn't care, it was too sweet to be ignored, and another part of her wondered where this streak of meanness was coming from.
Both could be easily ignored as she pulled her hand aside and held it down, offering it to Jake to help him up.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 10:55 pm
Play?
He was not looking forward to this.
He cringed again when she ruffled his hair, and resisted the urge to reach up and grab her hand.
"Stop treating me like a kid, big sis, I can take care of myself." he muttered.
How humiliating.
When she removed her hand, he breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that she was offering to help him up.
Uhh...
Chester's remark was answered with a grumble.
I didn't ask for ANY of this.
Deciding he didn't want to risk doing anything to offset her (because quite frankly, he was terrified of her at the moment, and had no doubt in his mind she was actually insane enough to do unspeakable things to him. Things he really REALLY did not want to think about at the moment), he took her hand, letting himself be pulled up.
"Just one question. Why are you calling me DK?"
He was genuinely curious.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 11:00 pm
"DK? It stands fer 'douche-kiddo'. Yer far beneath merit'a me usin' yer real name, seein' as ya've threatened mah life'a few times. Ah may now be yer big sister but ya gotta earn yer right fer yer name ta be used." Ofelia looked at him, a sinister grin on her face. "If yer ever able ta beat me in a spar Ah might consider callin' ya by yer name, but till then ya gotta suck it up."
She paused. "Oh, s'how Ah'll also be introducin' ya ta everyone else so get used ta it there, at least on my end." The grin didn't falter. "If it makes ya angry get over it, yer not strong 'nough ta do anythin' ta me. Hell, Ah'll even give ya a free shot at me right now ta vent yer unhappiness if ya think yer capable'a anythin'."
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 11:18 pm
Was she... goading him?
Yes, yes she was.
And normally, he would of taken the bait, but he had already established she was bat-s**t insane and probably just wanted a reason to knock him out cold. Hell no. He had no intentions of leaving his unconscious body ANYWHERE near her. Which also ruled out sleeping at the moment.
"Right. I should of figured."
Seriously, what did he expect?
It was better than thinking he was being called some over-sized gorilla
Yes, a re-match was sorely needed, but not now. Not until he got stronger. MUCH stronger. He had no intentions of letting her win more ridiculous wagers he had never wanted to make in the first place.
And he had no intentions of calling her "big sis" forever.
"I'd rather not," he muttered, answering both the invitation of meeting more hunters and attacking her. "I'm kinda tired. Just wanna retire to my room if that's alright, big sis."
Really. He did not want to be around her any longer. She was annoying, and terrified him.
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 11:26 pm
"Then go on an' get some sleep. Ah'll come an' see ya tomorrow, an' we can play more. Get strong, wit' yer partner, 'cause yer gonna need it." Ofelia twisted a few of the charms on her wrist, the bracelet sparkling in the light of the training fields. She decided to leave as well, maybe get herself a light snack before heading in to get her stitches checked after this activity, but a final though crossed her mind before she could turn on her heels. "Though DK, one last thing b'for ya go?"
Her steps suddenly changed from away, bringing her so close to Jake she could feel the warmth of his body. Ofelia was not small, standing at 5'9", and she looked at him with a gray eye that could have been as sharp as a dagger. "Threaten me again, like you did on the mission?" Her accent seemed to drop, her words were so cold they could have been like ice. "If you think I am terrifying now, just wait until then." A hand reached over and stroked his cheek, the last dregs of insanity still swirling in Ofelia's mind and letting Rue dance about her brain. "It's a promise, little boy."
And with that the redhead cackled faintly and walked off, leaving him behind.[A.V.] so uh...she's kinda detoxing from the high level of insanity with Rue so ignore her craziness ofie's a nice guy >_________ >
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 11:41 pm
Oh lord. He had to see her AGAIN?
He was SO so not looking forward to this.
When she asked for one last thing, Jake was a little hesitant to respond.
"Wha-"
And then she was close. MUCH too close for comfort.
Damn. Why was she so tall?
He cringed as she stroked his cheek, mind too numb to comprehend the threat, and only stared as she turned and walked off, still hearing the faint cackle.
...If she's supposed to be a friend, I'd better go make more enemies.
Not wasting anytime lingering around, he turned and quickly walked back to his room.
He wanted to remember NOTHING of this day.Rown You mean girl, right? 8D /shot No worries, hopefully future interaction will make things less tense LOL
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