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Bilious rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 5
Total: 15 (2-20)
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 Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:14 pm
Breath in, breath out. No more chatter. Jerry focused, gritting his teeth as Nona's claws dug in as he rolled away again- blades ripping through the shoulder of his coat. Thankfully, with practice and mental will power, he had become lighter on his feet again. Dance moves becoming dodging tactics. "I h-hope you're good at sewing!" he panted, landing on his feet again with the cannon aimed her way. He braced himself for the ensuing explosion, giving a light sigh. That was the Roar he knew.
HP: 39
Damage: 9
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bipolar bee rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:19 pm
Roar's blast knocked her on her a**, and Sasha hid her annoyed snarl behind the cascade of hair that knotted around her. Picking herself up, Sasha gave Jerry a curious look, her expression once more sweet.
"Sewing?"
That being said, Nona flashed once more and Sasha moved in close, attempting to swing Jerry off his feet.
HP: 31
DMG: 6
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Bilious rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:22 pm
"You ripped my coa-AKK!" As he was whipped to the ground, his blast went wild.
HP: 33
Damage: 3
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bipolar bee rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:24 pm
Her eyes flickered impassively towards the shredded area of his jacket, but she smiled apologetically.
"I'll fix it for you, I promise," she swore, nearly dodging Roar's blast before she brought Nona's hilt down hard against his stomach.
HP: 28
DMG: 3
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Bilious rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:26 pm
He gasped as she knocked the wind out of him, the shield more concerned about protecting from cuts to watch out for blunt blows. He swung Roar around like a bludgeon, hoping to knock her off of him to gain enough time to catch his breath and scramble back to his feet.
HP: 30
Damage: 3
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bipolar bee rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 10
Total: 18 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:28 pm
The force with which he shoved her away was enough to send her reeling, but she'd caught the scent of weakness, and soon after she fell back Sasha was on him again.
Her attacks were relentless, Nona's blades sharp and whistling through the air as she swung them at Jerry. The elegance with which she moved was almost sinister, and the smile was gone from her face.
HP: 25
DMG: 12
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Bilious rolled 7 4-sided dice:
4, 1, 3, 4, 4, 1, 4
Total: 21 (7-28)
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:33 pm
The blades came down and panic welled up, and something clicked in Jerry's brain. He rode it, in sheer survival mode as he rolled onto his back, planting the cannon into Sasha's chest as the fear welled up and exploded outward to blast her off of him.
HP: 18
Damage: 17
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bipolar bee rolled 9 4-sided dice:
1, 3, 2, 3, 1, 1, 3, 1, 3
Total: 18 (9-36)
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:37 pm
Sasha saw that belching blast coming, and she did her very best to scramble away just enough to use Nona's charge. Whether it was due to the fact that they'd been separated for so long or even a misjudged flurry of attacks, Sasha didn't land a single offensive move.
She was blasted across the field, and there she remained on the ground, groaning softly to herself.
HP: 8
DMG: 0
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Bilious rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 6
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:40 pm
On auto-pilot now, Jerry rolled to his feet, pulling the trigger the moment his attacker was in his crosshairs again, breathing heavily, his eyes focusing and unfocusing as the bark resonated through the training feilds.
It wasn't until the silence fell around them that he blinked, back to reality again as he remembered- this was just a spar. Sasha wouldn't hurt him, not really... right?
"Are... are you okay?" He lowered his weapon, wobbling on his feet as he gasped to catch his breath and wait for the ringing in his ears to die down.
HP: 18
Damage: 9
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:44 pm
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:45 pm
Jerry gave an anxious noise in his throat, Roar vanishing as he ran toward her to crouch at her side, "Sorry! Sorry I just kind of... the heat of the moment..." Was he supposed to move her? She didn't look concussed- what did a concussion look like anyway?
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:47 pm
"J-just give m-me a second, Jerry," Sasha wheezed. She didn't snap. She didn't curse. She didn't swing or lash out. She didn't scream or slap him.
Instead she started crying.
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:49 pm
A snap or a slap would not have been unexpected. In fact, it was mostly what he was bracing himself for. His stomach lurched as he crawled back a little bit to sit in the grass away from her, giving her space. It was unsettling to see her cry at a time like this. Any time, really, but the breakdown in her room before had been understandable- this was not what he had anticipated after a spar.
"I... I'm sorry," He whispered, hands shaking as he tugged at the torn portions of his jacket to try to pull it up on his arm.
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 4:53 pm
The harsh sobs slowly came to a stop, the tears running from the corners of her eyes to dampen the hair at her temples. Sasha rolled her head to look at him, and a wobbly smile softened her lips.
"Don't be sorry," she whispered quietly, forcing herself to fight back those hot tears of anger and barely-suppressed rage. "I'm just. I just hope that I can have as good a relationship with Nona as you do with Roar. We used to," she let herself exhale shakily, "have that kind of relationship."
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Posted: Tue Feb 18, 2014 5:03 pm
His face flushed- is that what this was about? "I... I d-don't know about a good relationship... The only time we seem to get along is.. is in battle," He managed. He wet his lips, chancing inching toward her again to put a tentative hand on her shoulder, "You'll be back where you were with her in no time, I'm sure. What... what seems to be the problem? I mean, you had me fearing for my life back there- almost had me! I er... p-probably shouldn't have used his charge on you, I'm sorry, I just sort of p-panicked... Ahahaha. You and she are still plenty fierce!"
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