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Shia bean rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 6
Total: 13 (2-16)
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 Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2011 11:45 am
Scars.. she hadn't even thought about that! Brushing fingertips along her arms and face, the woman could feel the rise of skin as scratches here and there surfaced, but the only place she might have earned a lasting wound, for at least a few months in any case, would be her chest after his last hit. It definitely wasn't something she would be looking forward to in future spars/battles, but like Jerry said; they would come with the program so long as one wasn't careful.
So she nodded, lifting an elbow quickly in an attempt to block his swerving cannon, but only managed to get it struck and then thrown back to her side. The trainee was growing wary and tired and it was starting to show.
Okay?
A smile as weak as she felt pulled her lips apart once again, straightening up as best she could. "Well don't get your hopes up yet.." Her coo came just before she flung herself forward, over-exerting herself perhaps.. but the end result felt promising!
HP: 17
Damage: 7
Charges: 3/3 (1 used)
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Bilious rolled 7 4-sided dice:
3, 4, 2, 4, 2, 1, 2
Total: 18 (7-28)
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 10:55 am
"Don't be so sure yourself!" Jerry beamed, a mischievous glint back in his eye again as he swung the cannon around, skidding to plant his feet firmly. His Fear Shield was pretty weakened, the girl was doing great for just waking- better than he had done! She didn't need to know that. Instead, he let Roar rumble, green light and sound erupting from the weapon on his shoulder directly at the young woman and her blades. HP: 9 Damage: 15 Fear: 2/2 spent!
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Shia bean rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 2
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 1:18 pm
((Feel free to end it after this post! biggrin Kind of worked out nicely with her missing and all. Like a fool. HURHUR)) A terrible CLANGing came as the blast sent Blythe's sharpest edges into one another, pulling a cry of pain out of the targeted trainee. The hit was direct, far too concentrated to be an ordinary blow from the cannon he swung proudly- and it stung far more worse any of his hits prior.
Where had the stumbling, shaky Jerry gone?
Her partner warned as the woman rolled onto her palms. She was thoroughly impressed by the man, particularly of his ability to overcome the pain she may have inflicted in order to nearly finish her off in one blow. Minerva had let Jerry get the better of her with all of that dancing and singing! Sure the idea of his choir was still lingering at the back of her mind, and the interest she had in it seemed to be growing the longer she stayed in the fight, but now as their spar was coming to an end she couldn't help but wonder if he was serious about this being an audition of sorts..
Or if it was only a distraction.
Blythe was attempting to push for a secondary, full-throttle attack to even out the odds; simultaneously welcoming the idea of a forfeit. But Minerva wasn't ready to do either.
She wouldn't go down without a fight, but as for how much was left in her? Debatable. With a final rush of adrenaline Minerva lunged, whispering, "You're right. Nice..shot~" It was a struggle to find her footing, and once she had the slow stumble forward gave way to a clumsy collision; the trainee's arms reaching out for Jerry to catch instead of slashing wildly through the air.
"Aagh!.."
HP: 2
Damage: 0
Charges: NEVER TO BE USED.. 1
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2011 2:10 pm
Jerry cackled, Roar dissolving to free his hands to catch the poor girl, "That went well, I think! You almost had me!" There was a gleam in his eye as he righted her, giving her shoulder a firm pat, "And I'll be sure to put up fliers when I'm ready to gather everyone for choir! Still lots to do! Oh, and if you know anyone else who might be interested, feel free to drag them along too! Hahaha I promise, no weapons will be involved." Still grinning, he gave a sigh, a sniff, a sniff to his own arm and a blush, "For now... I think I'm ready for a shower, ahahaha sorry about that! But take care of yourself, alright?"
Whistling triumphantly, the Sun-trainee practically skipped away, head buzzing with the prospect of more victe- volunteers for his project.
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 11:17 pm
While not diving head first into the dirt was welcomed, Minnie quickly righted herself free of his grasp. Defeat was riddled all over her face, a pained looked furrowing her brows as the woman brushed herself off. She hadn't quite pushed herself hard enough, maybe? Or, more than likely, she hadn't been doing enough training with the blades! She lacked technique, she lacked experience. Blythe was quiet, even as she quickly de-summoned and became the two arm bands on each limb.. but the trainee got the sense that things would be tense between the two of them for a couple of hours.
At least she had tried. This loss just meant she would try that much harder.. next time. And all the times after.
"Heh yeah I guess it did. No one was too badly injur.. " The trainee had to catch her breath, watching as he sniffed his arm. "Injured! Although it hurts a lot more than I would have thought.." Pain continued to rattle her chest with every snort of laughter she attempted, finally bending forward to lean on her knees as if that would ease the pangs. "Thanks for this, really. You've got one hell of a weapon there! I'll be sure to ask around for you and don't go making yourself scarce! I want a rematch sometime!" A wave was offered to Jerry as he turned to leave.
And while the other left the scene, Minnie remained.. attempting to summon her sickles once again. Just a couple of swings, I promise! We'll go after that.. come on!
[END]
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