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 Posted: Thu Feb 12, 2015 9:14 pm
The fight wasn't even that difficult, besides having fallen to the ground once already, Abbi could have really enjoyed herself. Dawson was an opponent who didn't value just attacking and she needed that experience too.
But damn it if she wasn't just feeling it at the moment.
"Like... I-D-K." One hand reached out and bunched up in the pigtail closest to itself, twisting in the curls just like she felt her insides going all wonky from actually talking about this. Maybe she should have picked someone with more field experience or someone who would tell it to her straight without any idealistic notions.
But maybe she'd finally broken down because Dawson was the best to talk to about this.
"No one wants me. I don't even know why I'm asking..."
Something twinged in her head and Abbi, still unwilling to get up off the ground, moved both hands to swing her scythe up and point the gem in Dawson's direction.
"FUGETABOUT ME." She yelled in an over the top Boston accent, waving the weapon a second later. "We're here to talk about you. What's got you tripped up about a fling? It can still mean something, even if its not marriage level meaning, right?"
A freckled hand reached out and patted the ground next to her.
"Maybe I can't give you any real advice cause yanno... But maybe you can... Talk through it! So come talk and I'll listen."
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 11:41 pm
His brows knitted for a multitude of reasons. He debated stopping like she asked, but his legs remained right where they were. Sitting and talking it through felt too soft, too...intimate. The guise of a fight made the discussion less immediate, and he needed that if he planned to get through this without turning as red as an apple and babbling like a brook.
"M-Maybe after we finish?" Dawson suggested. "C'mon, ya haven't knocked me on my a** yet, honey. I can talk n' fight at the same time." He slapped his shield to try and goad her to get to her feet. "Watcha talkin' 'bout, no-one wantin' you? Hell, I was dazzled when ya got me outta that pod. Just figured you already had a boyfriend or somethin' 'fore you told me otherwise."
Didn't that always end up being the case?
"A-Anyway, uh..." He bit the inside of his lip. "Flings n' marriages're...worlds apart, Abbi. Tellin' someone s'only for this time're that don't feel right t'me."
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AyeAvast rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 15, 2015 11:50 pm
A laugh popped out of her mouth at being addressed as 'honey', it felt so Southern and charming. Very few times in her life had she traveled below the Mason Dixon line, but Dawson made her feel very much at home, probably because how welcoming he was. She had promised him a fight, after all, and Abbi was not willing to go back on her word. With a show of tongue and an energetic hop up she was on her feet, skirting forward to tap at his shield and then scoot backwards.
"Dazzled? Really? And not just because of the spinny chair?" Again she laughed, but she moved backwards and spun the scythe for something to do. "Yeah, well. Welcome to the life of Abigail Killian. Disappointment to everyone, especially herself. Any expectations you've got of me, drop 'em right here and now." A finger pointed to the ground and she grinned in her lopsided manner, only this time it really did look only half-sincere.
As for his question, she tilted her head this way and that so her pigtails fell one way and then the other before she shrugged.
"They totes are. But, at the same time, doesn't mean that something short is worth nothing." Taking a deep breath she set the pole-arm down, looking at the ground because she didn't want to see his honest expression at what she had to say.
"Sometimes, I mean I think... Sometimes... What someone can give you, even for a little while, is better than nothin'. Maybe its just a bandaid until you get healed all the way, but its better than bleeding out. Right?" They were talking in abstracts and she had nothing tangible beyond the smallest of experiences, but she could at least apply it in the broadest of strokes.
HP: 40/50
Damage: 3
Charge: 2/3
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medigel rolled 1 4-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 12:04 am
"Well, yeah? Here was this young pretty thing tellin' me what's what 'cause she's smart n' she knows the biz, makin' it comfy cozy n' pushin' me 'round the place, not mindin' I couldn't say a dang word 'cause I was a'scared as hell, got herself some cute freckles n' a cuter smile..." There were way, way, way too many reasons to be frowning now, he had to find a way to balance it out. "You ain't ever disappointed me, sweet pea," Dawson told her with a reassuring look. "F'you say yes, I'd take ya on a date right now. No lie." Might as well put it out there while they were discussing this.
He braced for something stronger than the attack just in case and relaxed with a wince once she darted away. Triggering the charge in the interval between attacks, a plume of fire jettisoned from the lion's open mouth and layered over his shield, giving him a slightly fiery glow.
The thoughtful twist to his mouth was back as he considered Abbi's answer. "I mean....I guess when ya put it like that, yeah. Maybe. But hun, none've us bleedin' out if we don't got someone. S'okay if ya don't, y'know." Maybe it was easy for him to say so because that was what he had accepted a long time ago. "Least ya got good pals like me, right?" he added.
T2 Barrier in effect!: 10/10 (2 turns)
hp: 28
damage:
charge: 0/3
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AyeAvast rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 3
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 12:28 am
There have been a good number of times in her life in which Abbi has been genuinely delightfully embarrassed, and this easily ranks in the top five. Both her hands covered her face to hide her blush, but she jumped from foot to foot and shook her head ferociously so that her hair bounced just as much as she. "You're just saying that!!" She said in a half laugh, not sure what to make of it. Dawson was a wonderful person, but he was just being kind. There was only so much honesty someone could spew before they hit flattery territory and it made her feel better to pretend he was just being kind rather than sincere. "Pffftt, you're sweet but you and I both know I'm not real date material, more like practice stuff. 'Sides, you've got actual honeys wanting your Big Bear-ness." Not that she wouldn't feel proud to actually have a date, but with Dawson it all felt like things friends said. There wasn't any actual risk of honest emotions involved, just one pal offering a kindness to the other. Blue eyes widened considerably to see the shield light up in flames, and while she felt caution in getting close, there was also a curiosity in it too. The teen shifted forward and stretched out her arms and cleared the remaining distance with both pole-arm and blade so that her weapon tapped lightly against it and then she scurried a good amount backwards, just in case it exploded or something. After all the strange things she'd seen on and off the Island so far, an exploding shield would not be the worst. "Well, maybe you're not." That was probably too much to say, especially considering she felt the hollowness of being alone in a sharp way that had yet to dull, despite all her years alone. "But you've gotten an offer, right? That's something! It means you're desirable and like, that's gotta be a great ego boost!" She laughs and pretends that the event in a bar a few months ago didn't happen, that wasn't desirable, that was unfortunate. "I'm really lucky to have you as a friend. Thanks for, yanno, listening to me and junk." HP: 40/50 Damage: 2 Charge: 3/3 medigel because I love you so much I have left you a morning tag
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Feb 16, 2015 11:14 am
He chuckled because she did, but the lingering awkwardness told her no, no he wasn't joking. And then she said those infamous words: you're sweet but. Dawson sighed on the inside, but it wasn't a surprise anymore--just an eventuality. At least now it was done and over with.
"First off: hun, don't call yerself practice stuff," he said with a loud frown. "Alrigh'? That ain' gonna fly with me, n' if I hear it r' anythin' like it 'gain, m'gonna have ta pull yer pigtails r' somethin'." Dawson weighed those words with the seriousness of one who would absolutely pull a poor girl's hair to get his point across.
"Second off, uh...I-I mean, yeah, ego boost, I guess. Don' mean much when people're talkin' single encounters," He shrugged.
"Third off, hell yeah I'll listen!" He wiggled his shield with a smile. "Anytime, alrigh'?"
T2 Barrier in effect!: 8/10 (1 turn)
hp: 28
damage: nope
charge: 0/3
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AyeAvast rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 4
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2015 2:04 pm
The urge to tease Dawson and to shout that she's practice! Practice! Practice!, is incredibly high. In fact, she's gone so far as opening her mouth to voice the tease when he threatens pulling on her pigtails. And because she knows he'd never hurt a fly, the image of him gently tugging on her hair makes her burst into laughter instead. At this point Abbi felt her scalp was made of steel or diamonds because everybody pulled her hair, but it had since become a form of affection she quite enjoyed, however odd. In the end, she just settles on a stick out of her tongue at him, since she can't think of anything better. His shrug is mimicked by Abbi, who swings her scythe up into a better grip, narrowing her sights on Dawson since he wasn't moving any, and this was a battle he'd asked for. "Ya never know, maybe this honey could turn into something more after you guys get through the... Ahem, formal introductions, as it were." Its not a very good metaphor, but its the best she's got. As for the offer of anytime, Abbi smiles and nods softly. "Thanks. You too."But this is a fight and Abbi wants to turn the attention off herself, and the best way to do that is shove the fight face first at Dawson. So she does, rushing him and dodging to one side of his shield so she can slash at him with her scythe. That move works pretty well with most Hunters, and Abbi is interested to see how fast her friend can move with that big metal circle on his arm. HP: 40/50 Damage: 8 Charge: 3/3
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 22, 2015 4:03 pm
"Formal introductions." He couldn't help but snort goodnaturedly.
The last time he had a scythe come at him, Abbi had nearly hook-line-sinker'd him, so he was ready to turn this time to meet the swing. The additional barrier Syn had put up was enough to stop the initial force of the attack, and he caught the scythe in one of the corner niches of the shield. At his partner's command, Dawson pushed forward and knocked the weapon back before he charged, similar to how he had approached Chance. He wasn't fast, but he did have one bulky shield when he got momentum going.
hp: 28
damage: 6
charge: 1/3
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AyeAvast rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 9:01 pm
Though he snorts and looks generally pleased, Abbi is not satisfied. The reason she is here is to help Dawson, to talk to him about his problems and yet here he is clamming up on her. In a fit of childish impetuousness, Abbi once again throws herself down onto the ground, her scythe across her lap. "C'mon bro... What's the dealio? Why you all... Like ok sure, I get not wanting to jump a stranger's bones... But..." How can she put this delicately? "Aren't you... Yanno... Kind of starved?" Honestly, its the best euphemism Abbi has for being horny. And she's kind of already used up all her best phrases. HP: 34/50 Damage: lol jk just Mystique Charge: 3/3
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