"I know that," she said, maybe a little defensively.
It was stupid, because she'd had every intention of going all out when she'd proposed the challenge, and now that they were on the field, her brain and her body just weren't cooperating.
But Zane seemed to have gotten over his hang ups first, because as Soleil's weapon was drawn back, his came in for hit to the stomach. Not overly hard, but it connected, nonetheless.
Which seemed to be enough to snap her out of her hesitation. A little voice in the back of her head (not Bjorn) demanding to know if she intended to let this opportunity slip away, and she gave a stubborn, frustrated little growl as she brought her weapon around for a wide, solid slash down the center of his chest.
HP: 38 DMG: 8 CHG: 1/3
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2018 7:15 pm
He didn't react fast enough when the blade of her scythe came swinging his way. He stumbled backward, the front of his shirt torn open from the slash and he grunted, a grin on his face when he lifted his hand to push up his glasses.
"There we go sweet cheeks," he cracked.
Shoulders rolled back and he moved to strike again.
A bit of the seriousness slipped from the teens expression, amber eyes rolling up from that glimpse of pale bare chest to land on the man's face, and she grinned at him, lip caught between pearly teeth. All mine. "I suppose that saves me time when this is over, Beau."
Or he would be. When she beat him.
He was moving again, though. Rushing in to land another blow to the mass of her body, and she gave a soft grunt as she took a step back from the gauntlet lined punch.
On reflex she swung at him, and the scythe's blades slithered over the shield protecting his arm. Not an impressive hit, but a hit.
HP: 35 DMG: 1 CHG: 2/3
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"Don't get too cocky," he countered, amused and enjoying the easy ebb and flow of things now that they'd seemed to get over their hesitation about actually striking each other.
He hadn't really gone toe to toe with anyone since his spar with Sid and that one had left him exhausted to the point he passed out on the field.
Which he didn't think would happen with Sol, considering what she wanted if she won.
He still didn't know what he wanted when he won and maybe that's why he didn't put as much into the next swing.
"How can I not?" She purred at him as she jerked back from his swing, taking only a minor graze to the shield. "You're still half asleep, and I'm finally gunna get to ride that hot body of your's."
It came with a suggestive waggle of dark brows as she turned on the spot, Scythe up for another heavy swing. Horizontal this time, right across that lovely stomach of his.
"Have you figured out what you want, if you win?" She snorted softly, showing just how likely she believed that to be at this point. Now that she'd gotten over her initial unwillingness to strike, she'd fallen comfortably back into her usual brazen cockiness.
"I'm still waking up," he teased, "don't put all your eggs in that basket Sol, you might be disappointed." He couldn't help but lick his lips in response.
He backed up, trying to put more space between them as he weighed his options. Whenever he did this, it was often disasterous (for him) but...what did he have to lose?
He'd get laid, which was more his sorta-girlfriends thing than his own, and if he won?
"You'll find out when I win," he quipped, taking a running start and throwing his weight, and gauntlet, at her.
HP: 7/40 DMG: 13 Charge: 3/3 -- Using
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Tier Two: GC2 Dice: 8d12 First Dice: xxxxx 1-6: Miss xxxxx 7-12: Hit Damage: Total of second, third, and fourth dice. Fifth Dice: 1: Take the full 100% damage. 2-4: Take 80% damage (multiply result by .8 ) 5-7: Take 75% damage (multiply result by .75.) 8-12: Take 50% damage (multiply result by .5 or divide by 2) Damage to Self: Total of last three dice multiplied or divided by the modifier. This always hits you! Average Damage to Opponent: 19
She snorted softly, head shaking. "When are you not waking up?" Her lazy boy.
But maybe he was right. Or at least not wrong. He was backing up to put a little more space between them, and since his weapon wasn't ranged so far as she could tell, that meant he had something else up his sleeve. Something powerful, she suspected.
But there was time, even as he started sprinting in her direction, to offer up a single syllable quip. "If." Still If, because despite the force with which that gauntlet came down against the center of her body, she wasn't giving up just yet. Not as the hit brought her down to her knees, jarring and just side side of painful, and not as she pushed past that startling force to rise back to her feet.
"Charges, hmm? Well alright then." The acid colored tips of the blades burned brighter, heat radiating up from the both of them in waves, and just before she rushed at him runes flared to life along the handle she gripping tightly. Then she closing in to slash at him, the release of the Fear sizzling along the weapon's blades.
HP: 21 DMG: 21 CHG: 0/3
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2018 9:10 pm
"If this is how I do half-away, imagine how much better I am when I'm awake." Which meant it was to be seen if he was any more capable than the front that he put on.
Green eyes narrowed as her weapon seemed to glow and his jaw ticked while he stumbled, dazed from the aftershock his own attack.
By the time the heat of Sol's attack subsided his chest was heaving and his knees hit the ground.
"Well," he wheezed, "guess you're never going to know what I wanted..." He laughed.
HP: 0/40 DMG: -- Charge: 0/3
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2018 9:22 pm
His knees hit the ground, and Soleil let her weapon return to his totem, hands freed up so she could throw her arms around his shoulders a second later, knocking Zane backwards into the grass with her laying on top of him, her hair hanging down to the side of his pretty face.
"But handsome," she cooed down at his her weight settled against his chest, face only a few inches above his. "You're never awake." It was a whisper as she closed those last few inches to lay a soft kiss against his lips.
And then another, deeper. Head tilting as she slid her fingers along the side of his neck and back into his hair. Nails gliding against his scalp. Forgetting, for just a moment, that they were laying out in the middle of the training field, and not back in her room.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2018 10:06 pm
Things happened quickly, his brain not catching up quickly like it should have by the time her arms slid across his shoulders and he was knocked onto his back. He landed with an oof hands lifting to press against Soleil's back.
"I'm awake when it counts," he argued against her mouth.
Letting her take control was easy, required minimal effort on his part and she was always so eager to do so. Going along with things, he kissed back easily, mouth pliant as she went for deeper kisses.
Fingers pressed against her spine before he was gently coaxing her back. "Slow down sweet cheeks, at least have the decency to take me back to your room."
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2018 12:30 pm
At his coaxing she drew back with obvious reluctance, and looking all too pleased with herself. A win was always a satisfying thing, but this particular win, with all it's rewards, was at the top of the list for her. Victory was sweet, but Zane was sweeter still.
"You know, I'm fairly certain I don't deserve you," she teased lightly, though there was a thread of truth to it. It wasn't as if she were a model girlfriend. Still, she could admit she'd grown rather attached to the Lazy Sun. There was an easiness to him, she found very agreeable.
It didn't hurt that beneath the unruly hair and consistent scruff he was quite the looker.
Sitting back on his thighs, she dragged her nails along his chest, a few along bare skin where the shirt had been torn. "Well, how about we head back, then?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2018 4:54 pm
"Don't sell yourself short sweetheart," Zane replied, pushing himself up on his elbows while he waited for her to get off. While losing certainly stung, a blow to his ego, seeing his almost girlfriend light up the way she was could have been considered a victory, as small as it was.
Leaning up he kissed her chastely, then pushed fingers against her hips to coax her off.
"You gotta let me up first."
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 4:38 pm
The kiss was a sweet thing. Just a press of lips against her own, and then he was pushing at her hips. It was with a sigh that she finally moved back. Kneeling between his knees before rising to her feet and offering a hand down to him.
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Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 4:53 pm
Accepting her hand, he pulled himself to his feet and slung his arm around her shoulders. His nose pressed into her hair, lips brushing against her temple before he was coaxing her back towards the dorms.
While another nap sounded good, and well deserved after the spar, she'd won fair and square so she'd get her prize, because he was a man who followed through.
