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medigel rolled 2 12-sided dice:
5, 4
Total: 9 (2-24)
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 Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 6:20 pm
He grimaced as the arrows embedded into his back, hearing Owain murmuring about shield levels as he regained his balance. "Or you can be a child about it," he said tartly as he engaged her again, energy waning but eyes still bright. "Not my fault you got ahead of yourself in the fight." Hp: 9 Damage: 3 Artifact Charge: 7/10
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chiickadee rolled 2 12-sided dice:
5, 11
Total: 16 (2-24)
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 6:48 pm
Chel ended the fight by tackling him out of ******** you, you p***k.
HP: 10
DMG: 10
Artifact Charge: 10/10
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 8:46 pm
His shield might have broken before he hit the ground, but that didn't stop him from struggling underneath her anyway; neither of them were courteous losers. But it was clear Chel had won, and eventually he fell back with a wheeze. "And there you go," he grunted.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 8:56 pm
Chel had him pinned under a knee, pushing his throat into the ground with a hand while he struggled. When he flopped back down, she felt the give under her fingers and relented in return.
From there, she moved to a sitting position, boots positioned on either side of his head, fingers crossed between her knees.
She looked elsewhere, like keeping him on the ground had been effortless. "Mmm, but what t'do with this a*****e," she mumbled airily, looking around like she was picking out torture devices. Finally she hung her head and met his eyes. "Might keep you here all night."
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 9:28 pm
There was a challenge in his eyes even when downed, even when it felt like choking when he spoke thanks to her little stunt. "You'd get bored fast," Jack managed before coughing.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 9:53 pm
"You okay?" she asked him. Had to check that first. "I'm good." Preemptively answering before she was asked.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 10:03 pm
He closed his eyes and shielded his face from the sun with a limp hand. "M'good too. Just gotta...lay here for a second." And maybe get some water.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 10:15 pm
She pushed the tip of her boot against his cheek just to get back at him for the healing. She couldn't put don't pity me into words, but she knew that he'd know by the jab what she meant.
"S'not bad, you layin' there," she pointed out. Seeing as he'd had enough torture she moved to get up. "Buuut I think you've had enough."
Once up, she offered him a hand to do the same when he was ready.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 10:26 pm
He cracked an eye open and made a face, neither pleased nor apologetic as the boot sank into his face. Jack took a few moments longer to get his bearings before sitting up. "I can think of better places you can force me down on," he said with a semblance of a smirk as he took Chel's hand and pulled himself up. "So, nothing at all from the ring?" Inspecting his, the best he could notice was the slightest hum and perhaps a brighter look to it, a little like if Owain's totem could charge like his weapon form.
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Posted: Wed Oct 28, 2015 10:45 pm
Chel slung the arm over her shoulder, a motion she did often but was now doing to crutch his walk back.
The artifact? She shook her head. With her fang, she got this ... feeling when it was ready to be used. It had a burning sensation, the kind that begged to be used. Her ring felt powerful, but not the same. Then again, her mantle didn't feel much either.
"You got a big brain. We'll figure it out." Their problems were frequent, but always so small and quickly resolved. She was still sore about the healing and it didn't feel like a win, but neither did he accept it as a win. They agreed in a disagreeing way.
"I love you," she told him casually, as if the argument had brought that into question.
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Posted: Thu Oct 29, 2015 8:23 am
The arm sling was unnecessary, but he used it as an excuse to lean in and press a kiss to the side of her head, sweat and all. "Love you too. Even when you're almost choking me," he added casually as he rubbed at his throat.
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