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MoonKitsune rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-16)
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 Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 1:41 pm
It was series of hits, but in between he was thrown back by the blow against his fear shield and hit the ground right on his tailbone. He swore, but turned quickly to get on his feet. As he did, he glared back at her and raised his gun level with her chest and shot point blank.
HP: 19/40
Damage: 8
Charge: 2/3
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Rown rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 1:43 pm
Ofelia was about to lunge forward, to take another heavy strike, when the shot to her chest sent her staggering backwards. She looked down at the sizzling on her shield with a frown, unhappy with how much stronger that attack had been, and a thin hiss of anger escape from her lips. He was dangerous close, yes, but that wouldn't stop her from staying there.
The teen took a few steps forward and false-swiped, her weapon tip just ever so slightly connecting with his shield. Not much more now, she thought, as the screaming in her head started to change to singing.
Rue was almost ready, but she'd need to survive what was coming next.
hp 37
damage 2 pts
charge 2 [ 1 ]
- y3 battle cry
- y2 swift strikes
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MoonKitsune rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 3:58 pm
You okay, buddy?
Just getting my a** kicked as usual.
He was breathing hard, feeling faint but moved to try and get out of her range. She was close range, he had to start booking it, and so he rand back and fired again. The more he ran, the more she couldn't get close. It was just hard when you felt this dizzy.
HP: 17/40
Damage: 3
Charge: 2/3
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Rown rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 10
Total: 20 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 4:26 pm
Ofelia seemed to be getting more and more into her stride as she went further and further into the spar. She wasn't the same friendly girl who stomped about on the beach and kicked water for fun, nor was she the same girl who cried as she thought about what others thought over her.
No, she was a Sun, she was at home on the battlefield, and Ofelia's fists connected with Melvin's shield in ways that she didn't even need to hesitate and think about. Each strike grew stronger than the last, no charge forcing her hand in, and she moved to stand on one leg and lash out a kick. It was easy enough, he'd seen how flexible she was, and when everything connected there was a satisfied sound of pleasure that escaped from her lips.
Rue was singing, they could attack.
They should attack.
They would attack.
hp 34
damage 14 pts
charge 3 [ 1 ]
- y3 battle cry
- y2 swift strikes
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 5:24 pm
They would, if Melvin let them. The hits nearly shattered his shield, and he felt weak in the knees from the onslaught. By the time she last kicked, he backed off, and held up his gun. "Alright! You win." He breathed out, hand and gun up as he panted. He wouldn't make it back to his dorm if he kept going.
HP: 3/40
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 5:53 pm
Ofelia's face contorted into a look of pure rage, one that no one would ever expect to see on her usually stupidly grinning face. Her hands released their grip in Rue, enough that her fingers could be seen, and she all but screamed at Melvin as she spat out her unhappiness as his refusal to move forward.
"Why?! No, there is no stop, there is no surrender! Yer a hunter, take the attacks until ya fall!" As a sun she couldn't stop, wouldn't stop, and as Rue pulsed on her blades it was more than obvious the charge was still there and she was ready to use it at a moment's notice.
Inside her head Rue was screaming, singing, moaning and cackling all at once. It was a horrible symphony that made her brain ache.
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 6:01 pm
She hadn't spoke this entire time and now that she did, he was surprised by her tone. Glaring back, he pointed back at her. "HEY! I have to mop up people all the time in the Infirmary for going too far during spars. My shield is about to break and I'm not loosing an arm or leg or DYING because you think we're really fighting. Calm your a** down." He called back, crossing his arms. "We're done. It was a good spar. Okay?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 18, 2012 6:04 pm
Ofelia let out another hiss of unhappiness as she shook her fists, Rue's summoned form quickly vanishing in a flash of light. As soon as she was gone the teen seemed to. . .falter, and she took a step forward only to stumble. Her ears were ringing, her balance was all but gone, and she looked at Melvin with a pale face covered in sweat.
"So...yer shield is still okay, right? She. . .didn' push me too far, right?"
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 12:43 am
He calmed down, nodding. "I'm fine. Just tired. You nearly broke my shield. You're a lot more...flexible than I would have thought." She looked horrible on the other hand as if he had done more damage. "How about you? You look ready to pass out. I know I didn't do that much damage."
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Posted: Tue Nov 20, 2012 1:01 am
"Ah dunno. . .Ah feel okay, jus'. . . .the insides'a mah head are reelin'." Ofelia spoke and started to walk towards Melvin, her footsteps causing her to sway even more as her balance was off. The ringing in her ears was pretty bad, Rue had not been sent away happy, and she shook her head a few times to try and stave it off. "Rue is jus'. . . .not happy."
That was a total understatement, but Ofelia forced an overly weak grin onto her lips. "Ah'm glad yer okay though, when Ah start ta spar sometimes Ah lose focus'a everythin' round me."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 12:23 pm
"That's not good, Ofelia. You can barely stand. If this happens in battle, you could wind up being wolf dinner again. Come here." He set a hand on her elbow and gestured to a nearby bench. "Why isn't your weapon happy? Shouldn't it be happy to eat fear?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2012 12:58 pm
Ofelia followed the movement to the bench and took a seat, her whole body sweaty not just from the spar but from everything else. She taped the side of her head, her ear mostly, and she looked at Melvin. "What? Oh, she's not happy 'cause yer not dead an' or bleedin' on the ground. Ah sent her away wit' a full charge 'cause ya surrendered an' she hates that."
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2012 5:44 pm
He sat down as well, before looking out at the dummies further off. "If she needs to release, you can aim at the dummies before she causes you to pass out. But, I don't think that's too normal. No one I've sparred with has that problem. You should check with the Infirmary of Life weapons department to ask about that. It's not good for you to be this weak just because your weapon is being a b***h."
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Posted: Thu Nov 29, 2012 8:31 pm
Ofelia was a little too tired to think, her head swimming with exhaustion of keeping Rue quiet, so Melvin's suggestion of tearing up a dummy went unheard. She was still recovering as well, in a manner of speaking, so all in all the toll on her body went and went hard.
She was soon asleep, the screams actually lulling her there, and even with Melvin at her side she felt at peace.
Or else she was just pretty tired.MoonKitsune thanks for the spar! you can do a wrap up post of your own if you'd like, or leave as is <3
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