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lizbot rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 9
Total: 13 (2-20)
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 Posted: Sun Jul 06, 2014 9:55 pm
America saw Molly's death drill heading toward her, and the girl's eyes nearly popped out just thinking of what that attack would do to her poor bruised everything. Sending up a silent prayer of thanks for close escape, she quickly countered. Swinging in a solid arc, Stryker flew toward Molly once again. HP: 21 / 50 DMG: 7 Charge: 2 / 3
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Jul 15, 2014 2:44 pm
Molly stopped talking for the time being, instead wanting to focus all of her attention on how to properly combat this weapon. She was rather clumsy at it...hmmm...she should also ask Lance about this! Molly got excited about the thought of talking to her Division Lead again, and thus when Stryker suddenly filled her weapon again, she let out a yelp. The weapon collided with her shield, and Molly moved around after it struck. She reached out with her weapon and struck America back. HP: 37 / 50
DMG: 6
Charge: 1 / 3 ; 1 / 2 spent
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lizbot rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 6:56 pm
Despite getting knocked down all to hell and back by the girl, America couldn't help a certain dismay at Molly's yelp. It helped, a bit, that Molly hit her right back, another movement full of solid force that knocked her down again. So far, fighting Molly was like getting tossed down a flight of stairs, only to pick yourself up and fall down the next one. Or maybe like trying to wrestle an angry mountain goat that smelled like cookies. HP: 15 / 50 DMG: NOPE Charge: 2 / 3
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 8:16 pm
The trainee never liked to hit others while they were down...but sometimes it happened when her body went through the motions of just continuing to attack. "Ah! I'M SO SORRY!" Molly cried fretfully as America was knocked back down to the ground again. Her brows knitted with worry, and she stared at the young woman, horrified. HP: 37 / 50
DMG: 7
Charge: 2 / 3 ; 1 / 2 spentlizbot FLY LIKE AN EAGLE (to the scene) AMERICA!
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lizbot rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 8:46 pm
"M'fine!" America wheezed and was at least comforted by the fact that if she ever got hit by a car, she'd probably walk away just fine after surviving this. Hopping up to her feet, America swayed a bit, but tried to swing Stryker anyway. The only impressive thing about the attack was that America was still standing at all. HP: 8 / 50 DMG: NOPE Charge: 2 / 3 Lucyal MOLLY SUCH POWERFUL SECRETS MUST RESIDE IN YOUR HAIR
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 8:59 pm
Molly paused, and tried squinting at America. Of course Molly couldn't squint that well because she had a hard time expressing that she was incredulous. She wasn't exactly sure she was okay... "...Are you sure...?" HP: 37 / 50
DMG: 0
Charge: 2 / 3 ; 1 / 2 spentlizbot Darn it you're onto her...quick cut off all the curls!
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lizbot rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 9:09 pm
America shot Molly a big thumbs up and I'n-being-very-brave smile, "Yeah! C'mon don't hold back now!" Rolling her shoulders, America began to swing Stryker while bracing for impact. HP: 8 / 50 DMG: NOPE Charge: 2 / 3
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 9
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 16, 2014 9:49 pm
Molly looked dubious, but at America's insistence, went in for the strike. She wasn't sure how to dodge that weapon while it was swinging, but lucky for her the lance had some range, so she didn't need to get too close. The trainee stepped in, kneeling a bit as she thrust her weapon at the other woman. HP: 37 / 50
DMG: 7
Charge: 3 / 3 ; 1 / 2 spentlizbot I'm so sorry America /stares at those rolls
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 1:41 pm
And she was on her back once more, FEAR shield on the brink of shattering, Shakily, America lifted a hand. "I yield," she croaked. It had been awhile since she'd been so thoroughly trounced, and from Molly it was unexpected as all hell. Goes to show you can't underestimate the person ever, even if they're just as sweet as can be. America gazed at the clouds above and considered not moving for a few days. Konstantin could come by and feed her energy drinks through a straw every once in awhile. Maybe he'd set up a little tent too, so she wouldn't get rained on.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 3:05 pm
Molly let out another startled gasp as America was flat on her back once more, and as soon as she croaked she had dismissed her weapon. "Oh my gosh!" The trainee skittered over to the other, replacing her view of the clouds with a bundle of curls and freckles. "Are you alright!?" She paused. "Should I take you to the infirmary!?" Molly looked ready to hoist her up like a fireman would and take her there.
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Posted: Thu Jul 17, 2014 9:56 pm
Letting Stryker return to his totem form, America groaned pathetically. "Naw, it's nothing a nice bath won't fix." She'd cleaned out the house's bathroom the other week, and the water was running now at least. "And maybe some Icy Hot." A whole lot of it, people will probably be smelling her a mile away. "And maybe some milk and cookies." This last was said with a sort of wide-eyed sadness full of hopeful longing.
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