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 Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 12:32 pm
Hel pulled the oar away after it got Shun in the arm, and she thought that since he let it hit him so easily, then he must be…Ah! The reaper back stepped in time to miss the brunt of that strike, though she did hear the rattling sound of a few things of chain mail getting hit. Since the spear was now up, that left the Grim wide open for an attack. Hel readied the oar again, and thrust it right for his mid-section, looking to make him call it quits soon.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 12:42 pm
Shun indeed was wide open. That along with his fatigue and weariness, he took the attack full on. Another grunt escaped him as the oar struck him hard in the gut. The pain was enough for him to drop back down onto one knee. Breathing heavily, he closed his good eye for the moment.
He hissed under his breath, then lifted his head. All of the sudden, he shadowstepped, only to reappear behind Hel. There, he attempted to jab the spear into her back.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 1:11 pm
Hel pulled the oar back as Shun dropped…and when the grim disappeared from sight, the reaper let out a gasp. Bad! She needed to remember that Shun could do that at any point, whether this was a ‘friendly’ spar or not.
The ghoul spun as fast as she could, though it wasn’t quick enough to avoid a solid hit, at least it was right in her back. The ghoul hissed as her weapon tore right into the side of her tunic and dug and slid past the side of her chain mail, feeling the metal made a slice along her skin. The reaper then grabbed the handle of her spear, and jerked it forward, hoping to bring Shun along with it.
Regardless, she lunged, her knee outstretched, and looked to knee the grim in the gut, as hard as she could.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 1:15 pm
He had managed to land that blow, but he was rather worn down now. Shun was still gripping onto the spear when Hel yanked it forward. The pull shifted his balance and soon enough, he felt her knee ramming straight into his already-bruised stomach.
His eye widened for the moment as he gasped from the strike. From there, he just slumped down against the valkyrie.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:01 pm
“Ack!” The oar clattered to the ground as Hel let go of it, and as Shun slumped against her, she reached up to hold onto it. She leaned, to keep the boil upright, and she dismissed her weapon as well. “…Uh…” Hel shook him slightly.
“Shun…?”
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:03 pm
"I'm fine," he grumbled after a moment or so. Though, his breathing was a bit raspy. That last blow had knocked the wind from his lungs. Coughing a few times, he tried to push himself away from Hel, though he ended up stumbling and falling back.
"Kuso..." he hissed.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:07 pm
Hel grinned, a bit sheepishly at that, though it fell from her face as Shun pushed away from her. “Ah, hey—“ She winced. Too late! She made a soft amused sound as the grim fell backwards, and the ground leaned, picking up Mac’s oar, before she shouldered it. She then moved over to Shun and offered him her hand. “Come on, now.” She waggled her fingers at him.
“Just lean until I can get you back to your room. I am afraid if you tumble down the stairs on your own, I will either piss myself or dissipate from laughter…so let us avoid that, ya?”
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:36 pm
Shun was not too amused with himself at the moment. Staring up at Hel's hand, he reached and pulled himself back to his feet slowly. At her request, he just sort of huffed lightly. He didn't want to have to lean on her, but she did have a point. Right now, he was probably going to fall down the stairs if he tried on his own.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:41 pm
Hel, luckily, knew not to tease Shun too much…because tired or not, he was no Mot. As she helped Shun back up to his feet, she kept a firm hold of his hand just to keep him upright. Thus, she started to lead him back to the door that would take them back to the fourth floor.
“Pretty damn good for your first serious try~” Hel hummed. “I am going to have to patch up my side later, thanks to you.”
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 2:46 pm
"I've still a ways to go with that weapon. But I prefer my daggers anyway," he murmured as they made their way down to the fourth floor first.
"Tis just a flesh wound," Shun commented regarding her needing to patch herself up. While he received no cuts, he would not be surprised if he ended up with a number of particularly nasty bruises because of this spar. His torso had taken a fair bit of punishment after all.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 3:08 pm
“Well, ya!” Hel nodded her head. “Nothing beats your own weapon.” Obviously. While she may like using daggers and while it may be fun because she was closer to the action, nothing was like her spear. Hel snorted. “Oh yes, tis but a flesh wound indeed! One I will tend to as soon as I deliver you to your room.” On the fourth floor landing, Hel maneuvered with Shun down the hall until they got to his room.
“You alright from here on, friend? Though I suppose I could tuck you into bed if you really wanted me too.” She grinned.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 3:15 pm
Shun was about to say something in response to Hel, up until she added that tuck in comment. In which, he just stared at her with his good eye. Shaking his head, he just pulled away from here.
"That's enough," he said before adding lowly, "Thanks."
Taking in a deep breath, he went on and opened the door to his room so that he could go and take a shower.
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Posted: Wed Aug 07, 2013 3:24 pm
Hel stared back, though she was grinning.
“No problem!” She replied, and gave the reaper a salute. Once the door closed, it was then Hel spun on her heel and made her way back to the third there. There, she proudly dropped off Mac’s oar to show that she was a very responsible reaper, and then returned to her own room to take care of that flesh wound.
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