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 Posted: Tue Jan 17, 2017 2:13 pm
Dex was panting slightly as he held tight, trying to keep the bigger guy under control. He wasn't quite used to this kind of physical exertion. Still, he heard the fighter sputtering from the sand, and knew he had to act quickly. Bracing his legs against the ground, he gave those heavy legs another sharp yank and slammed his shield up toward the big guy's face.
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 8:37 pm
Cornetified thanks for picking this up again! o w o
"Fine, fine!" He muttered. "Forget it! I don't even remember what we're fighting about, you idiots."
Keeping one hand up against his head, he waited for his buddies to get up off the ground before staggering down one of the paths that lead away from the beach.
Ouen shook the sand off himself and turned to the water earthling.
"Not bad! What... what was we fightin' 'bout, anyway?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 8:57 pm
Dex panted heavily, stumbling back himself after feeling the harsh impact of his shield on the man. He held the shield so tightly that his knuckles paled and his fingers were hurting, watching the bigger man. He couldn't take another deep breath until the opponent turned away and stalked off.
He dropped to kneel with relief, leaning against his shield. He looked up as he was addressed by his mysterious ally. The prentice stared blankly at the other man for a moment before slowly building up in laughter. "I.. I don't know..!" he gasped out between each cackle, elated from drink and adrenaline.
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Posted: Wed Feb 08, 2017 7:55 pm
Ouen easily joined in the laugher, combing his fingers through his hair and coming way with a handful of sand. He honestly couldn't remember a thing besides rolling around on the beach now, punching folks and watching the Matori shield-bearer hold his ground. Had someone stolen from him? Offended him? Thrown a beer at his face? Probably not that last one, he didn't smell any more like beer than he normally did in the evenings.
"Well, t'was fun anyway. You wanna go get a drink?"
He gave the guy a good thump on the back and lead the way back towards the bar. No one there seemed to mind that they had just brawled outside the front door, and the bartender came up to serve them without complaint either.
"My name's Ouen. I'm from Jauhar. Just 'round 'ere to see the sights an'... win some fights, I figure."
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Posted: Fri Feb 10, 2017 5:01 pm
A drink? "Drink sounds good," Dex approved, chuckling some more at the firm hit to his back. Companions did stuff like that! "Ouen," he repeated, hoping he would remember the name. "I'm Dexurn. I... suppose I'm living here for now." He shrugged lightly, thinking on his journey so far. "Sights and fights. A bit more than I was expecting, but I'll take it." Grabbing his mug, he looked over to the shifter and held it up high in a toast. "To winning!"
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