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 Posted: Thu May 10, 2018 3:45 pm
"Ummmm…" Chrysoprase shifted, drawing her legs together and shying away a bit. Ms. Rey really was all up in her space, but what was she supposed to do about that? She couldn't just kick her, there wasn't really room for that. She needed to like, back away or something.
But she drew her fist up instead and made a slow arc toward Stellerite. "Face punch?" She asked, stopping her advance before it reached her superior. She didn't actually want to hurt her.
But she also wasn't sure what else to do. "It's not like they give us something useful like pepper spray for that. Which is a total drag, by the way. Not to sound ungrateful, it's just like… If we're fighting… You know."
But she wanted to fixate on the squire, not actually fight. "So like, you're not fighting that squire guy? What do you do, then? Talk?" She'd totally kill for that! Even if that sounded way backwards. Not having to go out and fight people seemed like a definite dream-come-true with this Negaverse stuff. Who even wanted to deal with screwing up their uniform in a fight, or having to explain away some broken bone or whatever? Nobody, that's who.nuxaz let me know if something needs changing! it's busy out here, hard to concentrate
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Posted: Thu Jun 14, 2018 10:32 am
Her face turned as if she was hit or maybe she was attempting to 'dodge' the punch. "If you think you can hit hard enough, then that could work." It was harder for her to give advice when her own experience was minimal and who knew what instincts would have her lieutenant doing in the heat of the moment. "They don't, you could carry some. The subspace pocket is handy and anything you pick up after you power up you could carry on you if you wanted." Her shoulders shrugged.
"Learn to be resourceful Chrysie," Stellerite instructed. "I have to admit this isn't my area of expertise, I'll look into whom might be available for physical combat training." Her nose wrinkled and suddenly she gave the lieutenant a wide berth of space. "I don't expect you to rely on physical strengths, but I want to make sure you are prepared for worse case scenarios."
She herself had been fortunate to avoid most scuffles, but she was a woman with a silver-tongue and knew how to use it to her advantage.
"Mostly, among other things." Her smirk could have implied anything. "I work to convince them to be informants, to come join and work for us rather than against us. To get on good sides in order to ensure more control on our end." Her end, because in the end it was about her more than it was about anything else. "We'll work on those kind of strategies next time."strickenized wind down for a fade out maybe?
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2018 12:15 am
The strategies Stellerite mentioned were the kind of strategies Chrysie really wanted to get into — the ones that meant she wouldn't have to fight anyone. And if she could convince them to serve her too, then why not? It'd be way better doing the draining thing when the person was cooperative! Though she didn't really know how to get them to cooperate with her aside from, like, offering to pay them. And she didn't have money to spare.
'Learn to be resourceful, Chrysie.'
She was right — Chrysoprase had to get good outside of using her fists, especially since she sucked at it. Or she thought she sucked at it, given how Stella walked straight away from her. She couldn't help that, though — she was a cheerleader, not a brawler. Or she wanted to be a cheerleader, anyway. But the Negaverse didn't really need cheerleaders so much as they needed people draining energy and fighting the good fight and whatever.
"I'll try my best!" She felt like she'd been saying that every five minutes. Was Stella convinced? Chrysie had no idea. But as she readied her fists to go the next round with her captain, she hoped her enthusiasm showed in her actions.
It'd be a long training session, that's for sure.
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