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Inle-roo rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-16)
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 Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 11:09 am
Evan nodded understandingly. He wouldn't be there to keep boys away from his own sister, but he could share the sentiment. "I'll have to keep that in mind."
His next attack was less successful, the canine tooth of the sword skating harmlessly along Tuck's defenses. "Can't say I know any other Suns," he replied with a shrug, "but if I wanted to ******** around..." Evan paused, allowing a teasing smile to slowly grow, "I would have joined the Army."
HP: 29/40
Damage: 0
Charge: 3/3; 1/2
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bipolar bee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 11:25 am
If anyone else had been making fun of his service in the Army, Tuck might've felt more passionately about defending his life choices. As it was, the knowledge that Evan had served in the military as well was something of a free pass when it came to verbal warfare, and Tuck let it slide.
Almost.
"I'm gonna have to kindly ask you to ******** off, Evan," Tuck grinned, deftly blocking the Sun's attack. He quickly adjusted his hold on his weapon, preparing himself for Evan's next attack.
HP: 13/40
Defending for: 2
Charge: 2/3 | 1/2
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Inle-roo rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 11:28 am
Tuck's friendly dismissal got an actual laugh out of Evan. "Touchy, touchy," he tsked. "It's okay, man, no one's perfect. Not every decision's a good one, and all that happy crap."
HP: 29/40
Damage:
Charge: 3/3; 1/2
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bipolar bee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 11:51 am
"******** truth, man."
Tuck turned slightly introspective for a split second before his weapon interrupted him.
<Stop.>
With a grunt and a shake of his head, Tuck focused once more on Evan.
"At this point I'd just be happy to get a good night's sleep, bullshit aside."
HP: 13/40
Defending for: 4
Charge: 2/3 | 1/2
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Inle-roo rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 1
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 11:55 am
Evan made a noise of agreement, nodding sympathetically. "I hear that. You tried warm milk?"
/Talk less, fight more! You two are like a pair of teenage ghouls,/ Gir growled. He had been a good boy this time, dammit, and he wanted his reward!
"You about ready yet? Gir's getting antsy."
HP: 29/40
Damage: 00000000
Charge: 3/3; 1/2
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bipolar bee rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 12:21 pm
"If you only knew, man. If you only knew. s**t don't work."
Herryk's runes jumped across the broad side of the axe, and Tuck nodded. This time he didn't place the axe down, choosing instead to hold the weapon in his hands.
A blue shield half-formed before fizzling once more.
Evan was given a warning look.
"I ain't got ********' performance anxiety, okay?"
HP: 13/40
Defending for: NOTHING BECAUSE HE CAN'T MAKE HIS FEAR CHARGE WORK
Charge: 0/3 | 2/2
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 12:31 pm
Evan wasn't going to say anything, he wasn't, but then Tuck went and said it instead. Evan burst into helpless laughter, dropping the tip of his sword to the ground and leaning on the hilt to keep himself upright. "If--if you say so, man," he said between chortles.
HP: 29/40
Damage:
Charge: 3/3; 1/2
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bipolar bee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 12:34 pm
Tuck violently hurled the axe across the field, resummoning it back to him just before it hit the ground. Herryk was laughing, too, and Tuck was feeling a little less manly.
Just a little.
Okay maybe a lot, ******** you, Evan.
"Alright, shithead, you gonna use that charge or not?"
HP: 13/40
Defending for: 1
Charge: 0/3 | 2/2
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 12:44 pm
"You know they make a pill for that," Evan said, wiping away a tear of mirth. The axe flying through the air in a fit of pique nearly had him doubled over again. "I dunno," he wheezed, "think you can handle it?"
HP: 29/40
Damage:
Charge: 0/3; 2/2
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bipolar bee rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 12:46 pm
"Evan, you keep on laughin' at me. Just keep on laughin' at me and I'mma give you somethin' to cry about in a ********' minute, dude."
HP: 13/40
Defending for: 4
Charge: 0/3 | 2/2
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Inle-roo rolled 7 4-sided dice:
1, 2, 2, 2, 3, 1, 1
Total: 12 (7-28)
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 12:49 pm
"Okay," Evan said, trying to regain his composure and being defeated by the tiny chortles that kept escaping. "Okay, okay. Okay. You ready?" Evan raised the sword from the ground, trying really, really hard okay to keep a straight face and failing completely when he met Tuck's eyes. It started as completely undignified snuffles of laughter as Evan brought the sword down once more, letting the tip of it thunk into the ground with a spray of dirt.
Gir shouting in his head /YOU ARE THE WORST AND A JERK AND I HATE YOU/ as the charge dissipated only made it worse.
"I can't," Evan wheezed through howls of laughter, "I just--it's not--it's not all about you, I swear." He took a moment to get his breath back before continuing. "I just--hoo--he was holding it for a long time, I didn't want him," he stumbled, repressing a giggle, "I didn't want him to break you in half inawayyou'renotusedto," Evan finished in a rush through a fresh burst of laughter.
HP: 29/40
Damage:
Charge: 0/3; 2/2
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 1:17 pm
Tuck's eyes narrowed, and then narrowed, and then narrowed some more, and by the time Evan was howling with laughter he'd already returned Herryk to his totem form. He was a paragon of calm, the picture of stoic.
For all of fifteen seconds.
"You are such an a*****e, man," he began, shaking his head with a short, baritone bark of laughter. It didn't take long for an easy smile to form on his lips. To Tuck, there wasn't any sense in getting worked up over it. It'd happen with time. He'd get the charge right, and it didn't matter how long it took him because it really just meant a stronger bond with his weapon.
At least, that's what he kept telling himself.
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 1:32 pm
Evan had to wait until his gigglefit stopped completely before desummoning Gir, otherwise he might have just fallen right over. "Yeah, I know," he said on a sigh that expelled the last of the laughter. "That was good, though, I haven't laughed like that in..." his smile dimmed a little as he remembered just when the last time he'd had cause to laugh that much. "Too long."
He wouldn't allow himself to dwell, though. "Anyway," he said with a jocular punch to Tuck's shoulder, "I don't know about you, but I worked up an appetite kicking your a**. Think the chow hall's open yet?"
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 1:42 pm
Tuck laughed robustly, shaking his head. He noticed the dim smile, and bro, he knew those feels. The Moon didn't want to linger on that s**t - not now, not when he'd made a new friend.
He'd missed that camaraderie more than he'd realized - until now, at least. His company had been full of pranksters, but it had always been harmless, always good fun. It was nice to feel that way again, before everything had gone to s**t.
"Kicking my a**, huh," Tuck chuckled, clapping the other man on the shoulder. "Far as I know the joint never closes. You can even get in back and make whatever you want more often than not. If you're lucky there's sometimes cake in there. Pie, too."
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Posted: Fri May 10, 2013 5:40 pm
"We can use the kitchen?" That was good news, Evan liked to cook. "Hell, if I'd known that I'd have been using it the day I got out of the pod instead of eating the crap they try to pass off as food. I'm for raiding the fridge, especially if there's cake and/or pie involved."
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