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stella cinere rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-20)
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 Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 5:22 am
Another snap of Nash’s whip left a smart sting along Matt’s forearm as he gritted his teeth. It wasn't as if it really hurt it was just the mere fact that so far all he had managed to do was muck along and deal with the annoying shots Nash managed to hit. “Must be good booze then for them coming to watch. Can't say I heard about them.” Kasi snorted at him as he gave the impression of rolling his shoulders ago ease off whatever was bothering him. Lunging forward he brought the sharp end of the spear down towards an unsuspecting foot before feigning last second and drawing the pole into one of Nash’s sides. DMG: 8 HP: 35/50
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 10
Total: 18 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 12:35 pm
He wasn't quite so sure if the comment was intended to be snarky or if it was just friendly banter. Nash decided to take it as the latter, letting out a sharp hiss as the spear slammed into his side with startling force, sending him careening sideways, skidding on the ground.
"Ow mother <******** - "
He dragged himself vertical again, strands of hair falling free of his ponytail as Nash collected the whip, metal segments clanking noisily. He spun it back out, watching the black and green unfurl as it snapped towards Matt, Nash aiming for his legs again.
"Covered love," he deadpanned.
HP: 40 / 50
DMG: 12
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stella cinere rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 1:09 pm
Matt gave him enough room to stand on his feet again, watching him cautiously. "Covered love?" A brow was raised, he didn't understand the meaning, then again maybe he was just getting too old for this. He was more content to stay in his room with his fiance then worry about parties, which was also probably why he knew so few people unlike Nash. Hell, he didn't even know about parties. Before he could blink the whip shot in his direction as the sky turned back into his view again. It felt like his leg was almost pulled out of his hip as the familiar thudding ache of his back. Groaning he sat up, taking a moment to gain back the breath he lost before getting to his feet slowly. Everything hurt. DMG: 0 HP: 23/50
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 3
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 1:20 pm
"They just like me for what I can give them," Nash clarified, but he was grinning. He knew it wasn't true, but because it was Nash, he couldn't help but be a little bit of a s**t about it, even though Kade was wearing a ******** cheerleader's uniform for him and Dottie and Seren were his friends.
He was getting more confident as time went on; considering that Nash rarely did well in any of his spars, actually learning to get a handle on the whip felt like a monumental accomplishment. He reeled the whip back in and snapped it out again, hearing Acheri's clattering, hoarse hiss inside of his head, approval thrumming in his thoughts.
"Doing okay there?"
HP: 40 / 50
DMG: 7
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stella cinere rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 1:43 pm
"Ah." He snorted giving a shrug as if he was at least willing to pretend to believe that was the only reason they had bothered to show up for his round in the tournament. At least he was struggling and for the most part losing this round, it was fate that he would never get past the first round of any battle tournament. Maybe there was an award for that, the best loser? The next hit stung again, as Matt let out a little hiss of annoyance. The only bonus he was seeing was the fact that he could go back to his room and sulk at his fiance into giving him some care. "Oh no sure.. just fine and dandy..." Swinging poorly and missing again. "This is how the tournament usually goes for me. At least this time you aren't stabbing me in the chest." DMG: 0 HP: 16/50
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 10
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 2:39 pm
He couldn't seem to get a good handle on the other hunter. Nash wasn't sure if Matt was just disinterested in the fight, disinterested in himself, or annoyed over something entirely unrelated. Whatever the case, he didn't seem particularly overjoyed to be fighting in general.
Oh, well. Wasn't as though Nash could do anything about that. They'd both signed up for this, after all.
"To be fair," Nash said, slightly winded. The whip was heavy to maneuver and took a lot of stamina as he yanked it back then slammed it forward again. "I think I lost every single spar I ever tried to do when I was a trainee. People totally kicked my a**."
HP: 40 / 50
DMG: 10
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stella cinere rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 11:18 am
This was turning out to be far more than terrible, it was like some sort of unwritten destiny that tournaments were not going to be Matt's forte for sure. It would just mean that next time he would have to avoid signing up or attempting to participate in some sort of obligated fashion. "I do ok in spars, I've won some, I've lost more than winning but tournaments for me have been a bit more of a special loss." The next hit struck his chest and thudded heavily knocking the breath loose from his lungs. "More..like..spectacular.... awful... losing." Breath was still wheezing as he swung, it made contact but nothing really heavy to slow Nash down. DMG: 2 HP: 6/50
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kuropeco rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 2
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 2:06 pm
"This is the first tournament I've been in," said Nash, as Matt's spear grazed across his shoulder, a glancing blow that still sent him stumbling a little. "But spars, man, this whip is ******** huge, so it's kinda hard to get a grip on it and s**t sometimes."
He did feel like he was improving, albeit possibly a little slowly. He swung again, the whip unfurling with a clatter of metal towards Matt's side.
HP: 38 / 50
DMG: 6
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Posted: Fri Jan 19, 2018 7:54 am
“This is my third tournament, and I have never gotten past the first round.” This the first tournament however that didn’t end with oversized bruise on his chest at least. “Trust me I know, that thing hurts alone when you get hit by it. Having a spear isn’t bad, just… its like an oversized scalpel that makes you feel sort of like a clown or a fairy a little when you wave it around.” The butterfly didn’t help with first impressions either. Nash swung again and the shield gave almost a pop of noise as it dissipated. De-summoning his spear he tucked the necklace into his pocket and gave a grin. “Congratulations on getting past the first round I hope you do well in the next few rounds.”
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