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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-16)
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 Posted: Fri Jun 06, 2014 10:04 pm
"Obviously not enough." It was exasperated, twisting in place to face her as he caught his balance -- pausing for a moment -- and then Ever lunged for her again, trying to catch her around the waist. It was glancing, yet again: really, he wasn't very good at this at all. He stumbled past, again. "..used to packs, I guess." HP: 21/40 DMG: 0
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nessy rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 3
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jun 12, 2014 10:37 pm
Packs? "Group fights?" She tried the move again with more success this time. "That'll come in handy eventually. For now though, I guess I have the advantage." Which was a bit of a surprise and a major confidence boost for Cami. Sure she wasn't doing a ton of damage but she wasn't trying to. The idea was just to wear Ever down before she herself was worn down. It was working...slowly. HP: 32/40 DMG: 1
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 6
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Jun 14, 2014 10:30 am
"Less a fight and more a couple guys deciding to beat the s**t out of me." It was cheerful, at least, but why shouldn't it be? This time when he reached for Cami he'd catch her, to draw her in closer, an elbow striking her somewhere soft -- and his elbows could be deadly weapons. HP: 20/40 DMG: 4
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nessy rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2014 10:20 am
Cami caught an elbow straight in the tit and it had her yelping in unexpected pain. "Seriously? Going for the tits? Well I don't blame you but owwww~" It made her strike out a little less friendlier than usual, trying to nail him in the same spot that he'd gotten her. "I shoulda gotten in more fights in college. Would've helped me more here and in the dating scene." Perhaps. HP: 28/40 DMG: 3
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 11:54 am
A wince -- and Ever moved, in response, to do the exact same thing again, which probably wasn't the wisest, since he'd already used that one. "...at least you're padded there..." HP: 17/40 DMG: 0
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nessy rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 12:08 pm
Yes he'd done the move before which meant that when it hit it was bruising. Bruising Cami in the tit meant that she hopped back with a yelp and a sound that was decided unfriendly following. "Ever, unless you want me to take a nut shot, you will stop putting your pointy-a** elbows into my tits!" That was not a suggestion. It was an ultimatum.
HP: 28/40
DMG: 0
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 12:16 pm
His reply was amused: a laugh, somewhat snickering, as he faked an elbow toward her again -- except this time it went off-course, striking her near the chin instead. And he immediately went surprised, taking a quick step back.
"Um. Sorry." And then confused. Because that was what he was supposed to do, after all.
HP: 17/40
DMG: 3
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nessy rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 12:30 pm
Teeth clicked together hard and it was pretty good that her tongue wasn't in the way, a note that she was going to make for future encounters. Tongue bitten in half = very very bad. Still, she bit her lip and blood started to run so that Cami swiped an arm across her mouth to clear it before going in for his knees. "Don't worry about it, I've had much worse." HP: 25/40 DMG: 4
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and be blue rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 12:33 pm
Her foot caught him behind the knee, off guard, and Ever went down -- rolling, at least, as he did. Someone, somewhere, had taught him something about falling without doing more damage to himself, even if it lacked any kind of grace. He skidded to a halt and paused, just to catch his breath. HP: 13/40 DMG: 0
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nessy rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 12:36 pm
Paused long enough for Cami to climb on his back like he was a horse and push him down hard into the ground with her weight. "You don't weigh much do you, Ever?" Not enough to push her off when it was all bearing down on top of him as she snickered a bit. "Now tell me I'm pretty or something and I'll let you go." Was this how bullies felt? Probably but she would have let him go even if he protested. She was hoping he wouldn't. HP: 25/40 DMG: 8
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 1:23 pm
Maybe, maybe he could have fought back a bit more but -- honestly, it seemed she'd trounced him well and thoroughly. So he didn't wriggle, just lay in the dirt for a moment, considering Cami's offer. Ever's mouth opened, maybe the start of a protest, and then he shrugged under her. "You're not my type, but I'm sure you're pretty enough." And then he shifted, just a little. "Are we done?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 1:34 pm
Not his type? Well, that was fair. He wasn't really her type either, she liked them a little less pale and pokey even if she was game for just about anything if they asked. Planting her feet the redhead stood and offered a hand for Ever to grab. "Thanks for being a good sport about it. I can't say I expected to do that well but I did sorta wake you up on the couch, stuff you full of food, and then kick you around a bit. Next time you'll probably trounce me." Next time? Yep. Apparently Ever had gotten in enough hits that she was wanting to try again later. Cami was a Sun to her core and would enjoy getting in a fistfight with anyone as long as the results went her way.
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Posted: Tue Jun 17, 2014 1:39 pm
He took her hand and drew himself up with a wince -- but, really, it wasn't that bad, and there was certainly something to be learned from this fact. Ever shrugged at Cami, scooping up his dropped weapon, and nodding off the battlefield: if he had his way, she'd get him another soda or something to make up for pounding him into the dirt. But he'd be willing to try again later.
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