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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-16)
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 Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 9:12 am
Shifting her stance, Harley tried to throw Lament into another swing at her opponent.
HP: 16/40
Damage: 0
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 9:17 am
<> Tenya laughed, and started making spooky noises.
Otto dodged Harley's next attack, bending under the swing and bringing Tenya up like an uppercut to her jaw.
HP: 13/50
Damage: 7
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Enoh Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 9:25 am
Harley hissed as the boomerang hit her jaw, her head snapping back at the force of the impact. She stumbled backwards, suddenly disoriented, and took another blind swing.
HP: 9/40
Damage: 1
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Bittiface rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 10
Total: 19 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 9:29 am
Her attack was weak at best, and Otto brushed it aside like nothing. She was unsteady and wide open.
The blond swung Tenya over his head several times, hopping backward quickly before hurling the weapon into Harley's wide open form.
HP: 12/50
Damage: 13
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 9:40 am
Suddenly, it was all over.
Otto's attack hit, her shield shattered, Lament desummoned instantly, and Harley hit the ground hard, heaving with exhaustion. She picked herself up so she could sit, draping her arms over her raised knees, her head already bowed between them. The trainee stayed that way for a moment or two, just trying to regain her breath.
"Whew!" She heaved, straightening up again and raising her arms above her head, stretching. "That was fun! Wasn't that fun? You hit like a truck when you want to!"
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 9:47 am
Otto dismissed Tenya, a sense of relief washing over. It had been a hard battle, and she was only a trainee. He began to worry that he was getting physically weaker.
"When I wanna." He murmured back, rolling his eyes. He pocketed his hands, and walked right past her. After all, she got her spar and even pictures to prove how much fun she had. What more did she need from him now?
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Posted: Wed Feb 04, 2015 10:18 am
"Nice talking to you!" She waved to the retreating form, still grinning away. Well, if anything, at least she was exhausted enough to go nap and recover until her shift. So it worked out, as far as she was concerned.
Eventually she pulled herself to her feet and wandered off the field as well to go about the rest of her day.
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