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 Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 9:30 am
"It's been... Interesting," she replied to her General as she put her hands on her shoulders, a smile on her own dark lips. She flinched when the other Captain's knee came up between Natrolite's legs, her nose wrinkling in imagining his pain. "C'MON NATROLITE, DON'T LET THE PRETTY BOY GET AWAY WITH THAT!" The fresh Lieutenant felt strangely at home in the clutches of her General, in this place, with this uniform. She was worried at first that it would be all sorts of wrong - great power, great responsibility and whatnot - but this was a lot more fun than she could have ever anticipated. And the weird sense of camaraderie was just icing on the cake. She cheered loudly again when he finally used his bladed weapon, standing up this time, both hands clenching the railing in front of her.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 8:43 pm
Captain Annabergite
HP: 10 / 30
DMG: 0
Natrolite's fist grazed the side of Annabergite's jaw and sent his head snapping back, teeth clicking together painfully. He almost overbalanced, heels skidding on the ground, but caught himself at the last second, a few drops of blood sliding from his lip. The blow had made him bite his tongue; he could taste the coppery tang of it in his mouth.
The honey grated on him, but it was more the fact that there were multiple people in the stands cheering for his opponent whereas Annabergite's audience was...himself. It was a humiliating on a level he didn't want to admit to, eyes blazing as Annabergite righted himself, breathing heavily.
He didn't want to lose. He doubted he'd win, because what else was new?
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 9:07 pm
HP: 9 Attack: 7 Hearing a yell from the stands had him pumped. Natrolite didn't bother a look this time though towards his teammates. Focused in the moment he rushed the pretty boy as Annabergite tried to catch his breath. Natrolite wasn't having it, in fact he went with a strike for the gut to make sure those lungs stayed starved. As he punched he threw his weight into the strike, smoothly following for more power before jumping back.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 9:20 pm
Captain Annabergite
HP: 3 / 30
DMG: 0
He twisted bodily away from the blow aimed at his stomach, relying on sheer instinct and his agility to avoid a direct and obvious hit. It still managed to catch his side, however, pain ricocheting through Annabergite, shooting through his torso and down to his feet as he staggered back with a gasp, chest heaving for breath.
It was hard to get air back into his lungs. All he wanted to do was wipe that arrogant d**k's face on the ground, but it wasn't going to happen, Annabergite spitting out a mouthful of blood onto the ground, mouth throbbing.
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 9:27 pm
HP: 9 Attack: 2 It was a lovely shade of red that came from the other Captains mouth. The stain on lips looked good too, it almost put Natrolite in a better mood. Almost. There was a moment of what looked like hesitation before he was going after Annabergite again blade drawn. The guy was on the ropes and Natrolite knew it, all he had to do now was not ******** up. Right. On a narrowing of eyes he went for a thigh trying to put a leg at least partially out of commission.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 9 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 9:41 pm
Captain Annabergite
HP: 1 / 30
DMG: 7
Regardless of whether or not he won - which he wasn't going to, and he knew it - Annabergite was not about to just go down easily. He was not a pretty boy, the catcall still a grating, irritating reminder of just how everyone else saw him, and it only made the hatred grow like bile in his throat, a look of disgust and loathing flashing across his pale face.
He felt the edge of Natrolite's weapon cut across his thigh, a deeper cut than he would have liked, blood beginning to seep from the torn fabric as Annabergite pivoted, teeth gritted against the pain, refusing to stumble. It hurt - everything hurt, at this point, but he was neither a coward, nor a weakling, and maybe if he kept reminding himself of this, it would inevitably be true.
Maybe.
As Natrolite moved in, Annabergite flipped one of his daggers around and then drove it towards the other's leg in retaliation; a vicious downward strike that, at the very least, he would bring the other down with him.
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-10)
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 9:47 pm
HP: 2 Attack: 0 Natrolite lingered to long in the strike, it cost him. Cost him big, the dagger dug deep stinging like a b***h all the way down. The pain sufficiently cooled any anger and sent him into a fit of painful laughs. "Jesus ...tha ******** hurts." Natrolite wasn't going anywhere yet, nope. Instead a hand clasped the other Captains shoulder for balance and he winked, "good fight honey.." God damn his leg hurt, and the majority of the rest of him but it had been fun.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 9:58 pm
Captain Annabergite
HP: 1 / 30
DMG: 1
He'd managed, although he was weaving unsteadily, to drive his dagger into Natrolite's leg; a small victory, considering that Annabergite's mouth still stung, the coppery tang of blood still thick in his mouth. He felt slightly dizzy, teeth still gritted against the pain, Annabergite's blue eyes flickering up to the other Captain's face.
"Don't call me honey, sweetheart," he said, and shoved Natrolite back.
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Cheekiebirdiee rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 10:04 pm
HP: 1 Attack: 0 The b*****d pushed him like a five year old and like a drunken old man he fell. Because ******** standing right now, on a laugh for the words he tossed a lazy kick at the other. "Well, I'd call you a b***h but you might like it and ya seem dead set on us not gettin along." Natrolite grinned and promptly flipped the other Captain off, he just needed to rest for a second here on the ground with his own blood and bum leg.
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kuropeco rolled 1 10-sided dice:
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 10:12 pm
Captain Annabergite
HP: 1 / 30
DMG: 5
Annabergite stared.
Silently, he leaned over Natrolite and gave him a smile that was acid burning through paper, Annabergite's bloody mouth stinging like crazy, every part of his body aching.
"Now you can say you lost to a b***h," he said sweetly, and slammed his heel into Natrolite's stomach.
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Posted: Fri Apr 26, 2019 10:37 pm
Hp: 0 "See..I knew ya had a pretty smile. " Natrolite couldn't help himself, he couldn't. Life was good and this had been a hell of a spar. Even if he'd rather be the one grinning over this guy it was a deserved victory. The boss probably wasn't going to be thrilled, may have lost some face with the newbie but life goes on. When the saucy words slipped from that battered mouth he only grinned wider. Already knowing whatever was about to happen next was going to hurt like hell. The heel connected and gain a loud grunt of pain as the air escaped his lungs and burnt. For a split second he curl around the leg then felt back on thud to the floor. "Tha...tha- was really kinky..." Natrolite let his head fall to the side and stuck out his tongue to his crowd, trying to recover, still awake but not about to get up for a good awhile without aid.
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2019 7:40 am
Xenotime flinched as well as she watched Natrolite take a knee to the groin, and she hissed out a sympathetic breath, head shaking as she watched pain contour tanned features. There was no rule against it. There were precious few rules regarding much of anything in these fights save not murdering each other, but it definitely wasn't sporting. But Natrolite wasn't exactly sporting. That big mouth of his was always getting him in trouble. She snorted, looking back at her newest lieutenant with an encouraging smile. "Interesting in a good way, I hope. I'm glad you signed up." And that she was showing up to cheer on her new teammates. It would promote bonding, trust, camaraderie, and that was incredibly important to her. She didn't want anything to happen to anymore of her agents, and if they could learn to lean on each other, work together, that would keep them safer. That was the hope, in any case. Her attention turned back to the fight and it very much looked like Natrolite had claimed the upper hand. His blade was out and the other captain looked like he was on the ropes. And then she saw the flash of a dagger just before it buried in Natrolite's leg. With a grimace the general let out a resigned breath, watching as her captain went down and the other walked away with the win. She gave Ty's shoulder a squeeze before letting her go so she could head down to the ring to scoop her agent off the floor. The lieutenant could follow if she wanted or head out to watch more fights. A she passed Annaberbite she offered the captain a dip of her head in acknowledgement of a job well down. He looked pissed, but he'd managed to channel that anger into a victory, rather than let it bring him down. "You almost had him," she said down to Natrolite as she stepped over to where he was laying, nudging at his shoulder with the toe of her boot before offering a hand down so she could help get him back on his feet.
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Posted: Sat Apr 27, 2019 8:23 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 29, 2019 8:47 pm
Xenotime appeared and he chuckled lowly, hurting like hell still. At the attempt to cheer him up his brows lifted and he winced. "Yep. Next time huh?" Natrolite did intend to find the other Captain again just because he was kind of fun, though he didn't expect it to be a fight. A hand came down and he smirked as a hand slowly reached up for it. Alright maybe this wasn't so bad, at least losers got to be tended to. It took him a second with the aid to get back on his feet, a hand moving to his leg on a hiss, "yea...tha hurts.." Natrolite wrapped an arm around her back and waited to be helped out.
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