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nessy rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 4
Total: 6 (2-16)
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 Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2017 4:31 pm
If Dinah had her way (and she often did through sheer force of personality and will) this would not only be a different story, it would be a short one. Full of blood and murder and regret that he had ever tried to infringe upon her sister in such a brazen, territorial, unforgivable way. Her next strike was caught by the whip and deflected entirely, the jagged legs of the centipede-shaped weapon scraping across her arms and making her flinch backwards. "Friends?! What..." She stammered, spluttered. What did they know about friends? It was something others had used to mock them for years and years. Nobody wanted to be friends with the twins so the two girls had turned their backs on everyone. Or so she thought. But Alice had friends. Dinah...Dinah didn't. HP: 23 / 40 DMG: 0 (noooooooo) CHG: 3 / 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 7
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2017 5:46 pm
Nash wondered if Dinah actually did hate him, which made him feel a little frustrated. He was fine with people not liking him - plenty of people didn't, for that matter - but Dinah was Alice's sister, and Alice was a good friend, which meant that if Dinah didn't like him, chances were Alice would eventually not like him.
He didn't want that. Especially because he did, in some way, care about what Dinah thought of him, mostly because it was such a flimsy reason for not liking him.
"Friends are great," said Nash, hopping back before she could hit him again. "Alice and I are friends, the plaids and I are friends, you and I could be great friends, right?"
He accompanied this cajoling statement with a swipe of the whip again, as if that would help (spoiler: it wouldn't).
HP: 23 / 40
DMG: 4
Charge: 3 / 3
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nessy rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 21, 2017 5:59 pm
Friends.Dinah had once wanted friends so badly that everything in her had ached over the loss of people in her life. At some point she'd been younger, softer, less glazed-over with a hard shell that had been defensively developed through years of having only her sister to rely upon. Nash was not only physically hammering against her shields but he was emotionally battering her as well. Suffice to say that she was not coping entirely well with suddenly being surrounded by people that she couldn't shut out and ignore and November Flynn was just the focus of all that irritation and - yes - fear. Her next clumsy strike barely registered against his shield. "I don't have friends." And wasn't that sad? But she wasn't sad; she was angry. Defensive. Hurting? HP: 19 / 40 DMG: 1 CHG: 3 / 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Dec 04, 2017 6:48 pm
Nash gave Dinah a look that said he clearly didn't believe this, clearly didn't believe that she didn't have friends - because, well, she had Alice, didn't she? Although Alice was her sister, and maybe that didn't count, but still. And she was angry at him.
This was less surprising. She was always angry at him.
"Oh, come on," said Nash, throwing the whip towards her again. "You've got me - I'm your friend."
Or he would be, if she wasn't trying so hard to kill him. But that was beside the point.
HP: 22 / 40
DMG: 6
Charge: 3 / 3
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nessy rolled 2 4-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-8)
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2017 5:07 pm
This was a rather accurate hypothesis; she would've been surprised that common sense was present in her bitterest rival. Alice was so much more than a friend. Alice was Alice and there was nothing so fleeting and temporal as a friendship between the two sisters. Down to their very DNA they were the same person and he had to understand that! As she gripped the hilt of her sword, panting slightly with exertion from wielding such a large weapon, the hands on the clocks began to spin. Round and round they whirled until they all struck four at once, a strange pale-blue light suffusing the entirety of her strange greatsword. "You don't even know me! How could you be my friend?!" HP: 13 / 40 DMG: -- CHG: 0 / 3 Rounds of -4: 3 / 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Dec 05, 2017 8:13 pm
Nash gave the sword a suspicious look as it began to chime, the hands of the watches all whirring around. He did not like the sound of that; it was a very ominous sort of ticking noise that kind of reminded him of the tick tock of the clock in the movie Hook.
His gaze flickered back to Dinah as Nash reeled the whip in again.
"Okay, so let me get to know you," he said, arching a brow. "That's how you make friends, right?"
HP: 22 / 40
DMG: /stares off
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nessy rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2017 6:12 am
Lips pursed primly at Nash's question. How should she know?! Hadn't she just told him that she didn't have friends? That she didn't make friends? Everyone either called her a witch, or mocked her for her hand-me-downs, or just weren't on her level. And now here Nash was mocking her. Pitying her. Like she wanted him for a friend?! Feyre was a cool sweep of air inside of her mind, voice chiming like the hour on her clock. 'Do not show mercy. Do not waver.'So she didn't. Shaking her head she swung for the fences like her sword was a great baseball bat. "You just want to use me to get to her!" HP: 13 / 40 DMG: 8 CHG: 1 / 3 Rounds of -4: 2 / 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 3
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Dec 06, 2017 8:39 am
The sword in combination with Dinah's temper made for a brutal swing. Nash staggered back, the weapon colliding with his shoulders, and his feet slid on the grass as he lost his balance and fell backwards with a crash. Hastily, he rolled over, trying to get out of reach of another swing.
"Am not," he said plaintively. "I can be friendly to you without there being an ulterior motive."
Since, from the ground, he couldn't really maneuver the whip well, Nash kicked out a foot towards Dinah's ankle.
HP: 14 / 40
DMG: 4
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