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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 7
Total: 17 (2-20)
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 Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 7:53 am
Otto bristled irritably as Ace teased and belittled him. "Listen, punk." He growled angrily, gripping Tenya tightly. "I been here a lot ******** longer than you, so watch your mouth." Angry and wanting to see this guy's head buried in the ground, Otto slammed Tenya down onto Ace's head, then his shoulder, and then hurled it into the side of his face. "And don't you ********> touch me again."
HP: 35/50
Damage: 11
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Meegane rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 8:01 am
< I told you you'll get scratched.> Catherine sighed and sent some warm fees like gentle touches. The wise person would apology for rudeness to the senior, but if Ace was like that, he won't be called quirky. The three-combo blow was too hard for a trainee to bear, he bent backward and down like a toy, wounds were everywhere. He made low howls after Otto finished, the pains were blunt and deep. < I will try my best, Ace.> The tall man felt he needed a long time to recollect himself, he panted in a suppressed way, arms swung down in a relax way like a beast. After that, he took a final bite of his snack maliciously while brushing the bleed dripping down his face ********, his make-up. "Ohhh so you're a senior having a cute baby face-" He lunged forwards to hook the curvature behind Otto's neck and drew a horizontal line. "I won't touch you as long as you treat me seriously, like now." He took a higher spot of the shaft. "Also, I don't like to be called a punk." He said it with teeth baring grin. < So sassy, Ace.> The assailant giggled lightly, the runes of the scythe hummed and glowed steadily. HP: 19/ 40
DMG: 4
Charge: 3/3
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 9
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 9:12 am
He hissed, the wound made to his neck was stinging more than it actually hurt him. The tall aggravating man attacking him only got under his skin with words, more than attacks. Otto kicked the man away, swinging Tenya out at him once again. HP: 31/50
Damage: 6
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Meegane rolled 7 4-sided dice:
3, 4, 1, 4, 2, 3, 2
Total: 19 (7-28)
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 9:16 am
"s**t." He was forced to slid backward but he made use of the end of his weapon to enhance friction. "That's what I want from you." Otto's kick actually helped him to gain the distance he needed when Catherine whispered to him the charge was completed. The tall man smiled at Otto, like an provocation or a warning, before he twisted his waist to toss the giant long scythe out. It swirled like a boomerang. Following the whoosh, the scythe shortly reached the blonde Sun before he could react, slicing along Otto's waist as if someone's cold hand brushed across it and U-turned to return to Ace's hand. Catherine made a clear red line circling the waist in an unfinished manner. You're naughty, Cat. < Just petting the puppy like you did ~> The awful two teased each other. HP: 13/ 40
DMG: 16
Charge: 3/3 BCT2 used
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Bittiface rolled 9 4-sided dice:
3, 1, 4, 1, 3, 1, 2, 1, 1
Total: 17 (9-36)
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 9:41 am
Otto yelped, gripping his side after the attack he couldn't dodge. More determined than ever to bury this man, Tenya's runes burned a fierce orange. Otto spun Tenya so quickly she was nothing but a blur. He hurled Tenya at Ace, letting the wildly spinning weapon slam into the man's ribs. HP: 15/50
Damage: 14
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 10:21 am
He felt like he coughed blood out but he didn't, Catherine's apology was as weak as a dying animal. Ace knew what was that, he felt it once. He lay on the ground, unable to move and felt like he was a broken wine glass, shattered into million pieces. Are his ribs broken? < I will take care of that, no worries, dear.> The immobility due to the soreness caused frustration, the tall man hated unable to control himself. His eyes rolled to stare at Otto, enduring the pain from the wound Catherine slowly mending. "Ah I'm done, you win, happy?" Ace didn't know his Sun fellow was thinking a murder and continued to pester him. Gradually, he can raise his arm up. Once again, he was amazed by that gifted ability. "I'll challenge you again until I win." Ace gave him a teeth grin. "No hold back or else, you know what I'll do." Oh, he could sit up already. The pain subsided but lingered, he could use a good rest to fully recover from it. "Are you satisfied now? Am I helpful for your training? I take my words back, you're a Sun hunter but you were slacking. That ******** upset me." He was doing a fine job as a new Sun.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 10:25 am
"I wasn't ******** slacking, you disgusting piece of s**t." Otto growled, kicking the man in the ribs again. "People miss. It ******** happens all the ******** time. Get over yourself." Otto snarled, turning away sharply. "Don't you ******** bother trying to train with me again. I'd rather die."
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 11:00 am
"That's not an excuse, I'm not an idiot and I can tell if someone's focusing or not-" He coughed, felt a bit nauseous as Otto kicked on the same spot. His arm reached out and grabbed on his ankle, "Ah that's how you treat the injuried, such uppitiness." Ace's eye squinted, applied a mild force on the hand grasping Otto's ankle and picked him up. "Your death won't bother me, Otto. I do what I want." Finally, he recalled his name, one of the subjects of their gossip a while ago. < Ace, don't go over the line. He's a full hunter.> Fine. The tall man dropped him casually, taking the bar out again to nibble. "I'm mostly a friendly person but I hate people not taking my words seriously. You're testing my tolerance." Ace smile mischievously. Catherine said sugars could help him heighten his mood, thus doing less harm.
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 11:12 am
"Ain't your ******** business if I'm focused. You ain't my boss, and I ain't here to ******** please you." He growled as his ankle was grabbed. But his world literally went upside down as he was picked up by his ankle. Never had he been treated like this, especially not by a trainee fresh out of a pod. Well, not since he'd attempted to go to a real high school back when he was 14, and failed the experience miserably. The awkward angle put his clothing askew, his overly baggy teeshirt sagging under his arms. The man was entirely too tall, causing the blond to feel horribly out of sorts. He grunted once he was dropped, scrambling to get back to his feet, pushing his shirt back down to normal. "You arrogant a*****e!" He shrieked, his face red with pure hatred. "You can't ******** waltz in here and demand respect from me! Especially not with that ******** attitude! I don't gotta take you seriously, and I don't give a s**t about your ******** tolerance! Never touch me again!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 11:36 am
< Ace, don't. He's a senior.> If he didn't bother to give some basic human respect, why I have to Cat? The tall man snorted, sauntered towards Otto with a wry smile on his face. "You say you spent a longer time on the island than me, but you just act like a ******** brat. Tell me who's the mature here?" He got closer and bent down to look at the Sun hunter. "I'm giving my best while a senior treated me lightly. Who's the one who kicked me after my shield broke? I don't ******** care if you please me or not, it won't be my business if I'm not the one who spar you." Ace emitted a threatening aura. "You're the one having an arrogant attitude, not me. You could walk away after the spar, but you didn't. You chose to retaliate and you should take the consequences." "How many mistakes you have made wrong because of your childish retaliation? You're digging your own grave Otto." Ace might be the younger one, but at least he treated things in a mature way. Bittiface God self-imposed suffering
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 3:03 pm
"What's mature about accusing me of slackin' off?" He snapped back, "I didn't appeal to your ********' standards of combat in a damn spar, and suddenly I'm not respectin' yer ********' status as a goddamn pod baby?" He had no patience for anyone accusing him of anything. Maebe called him a liar. Cami said he didn't want her around. Everyone had their ideas set of what he was, all while he was in the process of figuring himself out. Worser yet, to be teased about combat ability while his strength and battle prowess was downgraded thanks to the key in his hand? "I never treated you lightly. You gave me a damned run for my money during the spar, and I never once acted otherwise." The nerve of this a*****e, acting like he knew better. Was it Otto's height? His young features? "Oh boo hoo, you got a ********' sucker kick cause you were sass talking me while you spat on the ********' ground. Cry me a river and call me back when you met some of the other assholes here on Paradise Island." Ace's attitude and his taunting were riling Otto up to a point he wanted to burst into flames. "I ain't ********' childish! What the ******** is your problem? Am I not bowing enough to the majesty that is a ********' total stranger? Oh, I am soooooo sorry you irritating sack of crap!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 10, 2015 11:48 pm
"At least maturer than you. So you mean you gave your best already? Oh sorry, you're not slackin' but distracted by something else. It doesn't matter whether I'm a ********' pod baby or not, I was talking to keep you attention on our spar. It worked, wasn't it? You got angry and showed me you could do much better." Ace didn't know about the key, and Otto wasn't the type to speak it out, that became the problem. He simply found his weakness, his sensitivity with touch and he made good use of it. He rolled his eyes in disbelief, "I talk in the same way how I feel treated, the exact same attitude you showed me. My tears are not that cheap. I know how to deal with assholes, don't need you to worry. That's not what I'm ranting, my point is take your consequences. You kicked me and expected I'll smile and took it, sorry, that's won't happen." Who called him the punk first, he didn't care that nickname, but Otto shouldn't expect he will talk politely afterwards. Ace's a mirror, you treat him nicely, he does the same, vice versa. Thus, he sneered to Otto's silly response. "That's what we called childish, Otto." Ace brushed his hair backwards, contemplating why he was wasting time arguing with a senior he was supposed to respect. It wasn't his appearance or height, the tall man never take that into account when judging a person. It was all about how the Sun hunter acted, swearing, calling him the lowest he could and nothing else. It made him wonder what environment the blonde grew up with, and how others treated him on the island. He felt the man was spoiled. < Maybe his girls love him like a baby. Ace, you might get into trouble keep on at a full hunter, I don't want to see that.> I did nothing wrong, I held back once but he didn't. Ace felt the cold hands wrapped around him, purring with persuasion. < You can pick on him when you become stronger. Not now. The cute blonde may lose his control and attack you with his weapon, his full hunter privilege.>
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 6:33 am
Otto was fighting with a wall. A wall who assumed that Otto was there to baby him and pat his head. That he was a senior only so he could impress with might and fight at 100% at all times. It was a petty and pointless waste of his breath. "Whatever." Otto rolled his eyes. "Think whatever you want. Just don't bother me again." The blond turned and walked away, done with arguing. He should have walked away from the very beginning.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 9:11 pm
Otto was totally wrong, that wasn't what Ace wanted. The man's mindset was always difficult to understand, even Catherine who bounded with him found it sometimes undecipherable. "I can't promise that. Now you're being mature, Otto." Ace replied. The man finished and sauntered away, to another side.
What?
That time Catherine got it right, <You're acting like that simply because he didn't take the chocolate, am I right?> The doll haunt guessed that like a puppy won't take the dog treat, he would piss it off, make it bark. Then he would have the excuse to trick it, taking pleasure from its expression and actions.
The man pulled the mouth muscles upwards briefly. If you think so.
The haunt replied with silvery giggles.
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