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ramenli rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 4
Total: 11 (2-16)
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 Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 10:30 pm
"You should have thought about that before messing up my hair!" To be fair, it made sense in her head, and seemed perfectly justified.
Ignoring him Taani reached out, grabbing hold of one of his ears while he was actually in reach, and tugged, hard. "And you should apologize to a woman when you do something like that. Did you not learn manners where you grew up?" She was on a warpath now, and it would be in his best interest to get out of her way or put a stop to it. Quickly.
HP: 9
Damage: 5
Charge: 2/3
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 10:32 pm
Feng definitely went down on his knees, crying out as she pinched his ear. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! All I wanted was to train!" He near-sobbed sadly. This had all gone so wrong.
Why couldn't they just have a nice training session?
Damage: Miss
HP: 15
Charge: 1/3 | 1/2 Used
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ramenli rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 10:38 pm
There, that was better. She smiled at him, but it probably wasn't the smile that he wanted to see. It probably verged more on scary than anything.  Apology accepted. Now lets get you trained."Oh she would train him alright. She took a quick step back, twisting her arm to get a better grip on the net and causing it to have a shorter range of motion before lashing out with it at him. HP: 9 Damage: 6 Charge: 3/3
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 8
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 10:42 pm
"Taani!" He whined. But it was too late, she was attacking again, and he had no choice but to see this whole thing through. He just couldn't win with her, even when he was actually winning.
He spun to his feet, using the momentum to swing Shang along and hit her.
Damage: 4
HP: 9
Charge: 2/3 | 1/2 Used
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ramenli rolled 4 8-sided dice:
4, 3, 3, 1
Total: 11 (4-32)
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 10:45 pm
Now that he had apologized and she had calmed down slightly, she was starting to see the cracks in her Fear shield.
Still, she couldn't just back down during their spar. Not unless she was at risk of getting a scar, no matter how tiny.
She swept the area in front of her with the net a couple of times, knowing that distance wouldn't really help her that much. "What," she said, somewhat suspicious.
HP: 5
Damage: 1
Charge: Used
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 10:49 pm
Feng lowered his guard a little, because Taani seemed a little calmer. "We could just... call it a match?" he said hopefully.
So naive.
Damage: Horrible awful worst miss
HP: 8
Charge: 2/3 | 1/2 Used
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ramenli rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 10:54 pm
Taani's eyes widened as she looked at him. So tall. So defenseless.
"But I thought you wanted to train? You do want to train don't you Feng?" Her voice was just a touch too sweet, and when she moved toward him again, it was a move of pure aggression, weights skimming along barely above the ground. Right at ankle level really.
HP: 5
Damage: 4
Charge: Used
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 1
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 10:57 pm
Feng tripped over the net and he crashed into Taani. The good news was he didn't fall face first on the ground. The bad news was he wasn't really sure where his face did land.
He was getting tired and sore, and laying on the ground almost seemed more pleasant. Could they just.. be done?
Damage: 2
HP: 4
Charge: 3/3 | 1/2 Used
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ramenli rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 11:01 pm
When Feng landed face-first into her, well, not entirely ample bosom Taani let out a shriek to possibly raise a zombie from the grave. She dropped Charles and uselessly flailed at Feng, face gradually getting redder and redder by the second. She didn't want to drop him face first onto the ground but...
She kind of wanted him to fall face first onto the ground.
HP: 3
Damage: Useless flailing
Charge: Used
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DarkHeartedSorrow rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 11:04 pm
Feng flailed as he felt himself start to fall to the ground. He smacked at her hands, trying to keep her from pushing him over the edge of his balance, and just barely managed to stay upright.
Man he was exhausted. "Taani, please."
Damage: 3
HP: 4
Charge: All charged up
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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2014 11:12 pm
And with that the unthinkable happened.
When he flailed he hit her hand. Just right. Or just wrong if you took her side. She could feel the nail give, an annoying amount of pain, and when she looked. Yes. It had happened. Her nail had broken.
Charles was desummoned in the blink of an eye, hanging once again round her neck, but it meant nothing. Tears started to gather in her eyes as she continued to stand there, swaying slightly, staring at her hand. "But it took months to grow them all out," she murmured mournfully, sniffling back tears.
Not really paying attention to what she was doing she let her body go limp, slumping over until the entirety of her weight was on him. He was big enough, he could handle this.
Raising her hand dramatically to right in front of his face, she let him know her demands. "Fix it! Fix it right now!"
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 4:48 pm
Feng struggled only barely with her wait, since she was thankfully way shorter than him. He did, however, struggle with her being pressed up against him and demanding things he wasn't really sure how to do. He took her hand in his and examined the nail, and it at least looked like he could get away with simple nail care.
Hopefully.
"I can fix it, I can, I'll do it," he said quickly, trying to quiet her. He couldn't do anything when she wouldn't hold her own wait.
Trying not to panic over it, Feng scooped her into a bridal hold and began carrying her back towards the dorm. All of his focus was on not tripping and not dropping her, which thankfully kept his blushing to a tomato red minimum.
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