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lizbot rolled 7 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 3, 3, 2, 4, 4
Total: 19 (7-28)
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 Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 5:49 pm
"Oh yeah well...!" She swung Stryker out, charge primed to explode the s**t out of the things and assert her dominance over this mother ******** tunnel, but was promptly swallowed by a wave of shadowlings instead. Dang!Dang!Status Wave: ded Attack Dmg: she ded Total Shadowlings taken out: 18 Recoveries left: 0
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 5:54 pm
"Oh shi-!" Peyton watched on as America readied for the attack and then disappeared under a swarming mass of dark bodies. "Hang tight!" She was pretty sure there were people watching for this exactly reason, but she was already here. Pummeling shadowlings left and right, Peyton dug at the mass of bodies until she could fish poor America out of their clutches. The taller girl was slung over Peyton's shoulders in a fireman's carry. Something that probably wouldn't have been possible without the added strength provided from being a hunter. Kicking anything that dared get too close, she made her way to the exit, trying to remember if it was the winner or the loser who was getting the better deal out of their wager. Now that she thought back on it, she was pretty sure it was the loser. ******** class="quote"> Status Wave: 5 Attack Dmg: 10 Total Shadowlings taken out: 32 Recoveries left: 0
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 6:59 pm
America woke up to Peyton's butt, which, objectively, not bad. She had not planned this day around getting carried to safety by the blonde, but really, there are worse things. ******** shame about losing the course, too. "My hero," she rasped out, and then gave a choked laugh imagining the picture they must make. "I hope you're making your hardass face right now." The promise of Peyton treating her to food next leave appeased any irritability losing may have otherwise caused. Besides the course was actually pretty fun, not something she'd mind running through repeatedly, unlike the freaking Jenga game from hell.
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 8:03 pm
Peyton rolled her eyes back as America woke up, grinning at being dubbed a hero. "I got you, Princess." The thigh she was holding onto was given a soft pat, then she was laughing. "Oh, you know it." Now that her Sun sister was awake, the smaller girl stopped. "How you feeling? You wanna try walking?" She didn't mind carrying America, but she seemed the prideful sort, and wasn't sure how much help she would willingly accept.
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 8:08 pm
"Nope, you won the privilege of carrying my a** to someplace comfy," America groaned shamelessly. She was a prideful sort, no doubt, and if she'd had her druthers, the situation would be reversed. As it was, though, she was gonna take full advantage. "I'm feeling a bit faint, maybe you should stop by the snack machines on the way."
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 8:12 pm
Chuckling, Peyton rolled her shoulders under America's dead weight, adjusting her grip a little bit, and continued on. "Fine fine." Another pat found the red head's leg as she headed towards the dorms. "Faint, huh? Maybe I should walk you to the infirmary so they can have a proper look at you." She was teasing, of course, no one liked having to go to the infirmary. It was pretty much awful.
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 8:29 pm
"Noooo," the redhead whined, "...that place is messed up. You take a problem to them and they'll just make it worse, not even fooling. If you leave me there, I will end up missing a leg, or in Antarctica, or zombie pregnant and then you'll be sorry." She pinched Peyton's butt for emphasis.
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 8:39 pm
The pinch earned America a startled little squeak and an unsteady wobble that almost dumped her on her a**. Peyton retaliated with her own pinch to the taller girl's rear. "If you're sure." She was still heading for the dorms, all was well. When she got to the doors there was a brief struggle with getting one open enough to get through without bashing America's head on anything, then they were through, and she headed down the hall towards one of the common rooms.
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 8:48 pm
"Oh Miss Peyton," America drawled, sweet and husky, accent exaggerated like she'd just fallen out of Gone With the Wind. "I do declare you are simply the greatest of gentleman. Why my bosom simply swells under your chivalrous attentions." She may have giggled a bit at this point, but was overall impressed by Peyton's Sun machismo in actually carrying her all the way.
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 8:56 pm
"Not enough gentleman on this island. Had to step up!" She was grinning like an idiot when she finally reached the common room and flipped America off her shoulders and onto one of the couches. Then she promptly collapsed on to of her.
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 9:04 pm
"Thank you, my hero!" America swooned a bit and then laughed in surprise at the sudden weight. "You did hella good, though, for real." She patted Peyton's hair, "Took out a s**t ton of nefarious creatures of darkness and then rescued a goldurned princess, the prettiest one mind you, carrying her to safety and comfort." The girl was grinning as she spoke, but every word was sincere.
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 9:10 pm
Sprawling out comfortably, Peyton couldn't help the pleased little smile from curling along pink lips. "Kicking a** is in the job description." She suspected being up a rank probably helped some. "Besides, if I didn't pull you out of there myself who would I hang out with for the rest of the day? They would have turfed you to the infirmary, and then you'd be missing a leg.." Voice had dipped into matter-of-fact tones. "And we can't have that." Folding her hands across her ribcage, she rolled her head to the side to look down at the girl she was currently lounging on. "So bbq, huh? Got a place in mind?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 27, 2014 9:32 pm
"Hmmmm..." America considered it, and there was a quiet gurgle than indicated her stomach was giving the question some serious thought as well. "Changed my mind, I can do that here any old time. Insteeeeaaad, I think you should treat me to some nice Chinese food." Grinning up at Peyton, the redhead waggled her eyebrows like she was so damned smooth.
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Posted: Fri Feb 28, 2014 9:09 am
Peyton gave a surprised blink before lips split into a quick grin. "Sounds like a great idea." So smooth. "We'll have to work out the when and where details later." Her stomach gave a soft growl, and small hands slid down to press over the rumbling. "For now though, lunch?"
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 2:33 am
Thumping her head back on the cushion, America groaned, "Please." Throwing a forearm over her face in full damsel mode, she added, "Carry me, again?"
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