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prolixity rolled 1 6-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-6)
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 Posted: Sat Jan 02, 2016 6:58 pm
Dawson barreled right into Micah, and Micah went down hard. Something felt stretched and strained in him, even though none of his joints or limbs felt twisted or hurt, and it took him a moment to identify that feeling as coming from Nova. You ok? he asked her as he scrambled back to his feet. Still ok, want more, Nova demanded. I guess, Micah said, and tried to balance on the balls of his feet, ready to dodge aside at the next charge. HP: 1/40 Defending for: 5 Charge: 2/3
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 12:19 am
Before he could ask if maybe that was too much, Micah was back on his feet. Still, Dawson was a little squeamish despite his partner's insistence to keep harrying their opponent--the dampeners were up, but that didn't mean he wanted to get super aggro, you know? But Micah was getting better at dodging, he noticed, and it took more effort to get past the whip as well as keep up enough to even get a chance to swing. And when he did, he felt the slight give of the shield that warned him it was over. Backing off, Dawson puffed out a breath and wiped sweat under his cap with a grin. "Aight, think you've had enough fer today. Now tha's what I call some practicin'!" he said. "Ya did well, man, seriously. How ya feelin'?" HP: 47 Damage: 6 Charge: 3/3
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2016 1:04 pm
Micah dodged to one side, but Dawson swung the shield wide, crashing into Micah's midsection; when he did, Micah felt the sense of strain pull, impossibly tight, and then splinter, and as Nova whined irritably in his head he let her desummon and held his hands up in surrender. "I give, I give," he panted. Dawson was backing up in the same instant, and Micah gave him a narrow look. "You can tell?" he asked. "When her shield's gone, I mean." He did a quick self-assessment, decided, "I'm gonna have some bruises, but pretty good. I think that was okay. Yeah?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 05, 2016 6:35 pm
"S'at lil' give you felt there," Dawson tried to explain. "Right b'fore she desummoned. Which, uh, s'a pretty good indicator too," he added with a chuckle.
Letting Syn also return to her necklace of teeth, he rubbed at his arms where the whip had dug in the worst and winced. "Not that I coulda done ya any harm f'I wanted to. Dampeners." He jutted his chin out at the nearest one. "Mitigates it so we don' accident'ly kill someone out here." Probably best not to mention that it had happened before.
"Anyway!" He clasped Micah's shoulder (maybe a bit much in the aftermath of a spar in his enthusiasm) and beamed. "Ya did good, moonbro! Welcome t'the team! Ya want I buy ya a drink at the bar in celebration?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2016 7:18 am
"Feels like sorta splintery when it does," Micah said, added, "no, I mean, I didn't know other people could tell too, is that like, just practice or something?" "Huh," he said in response to the news that he couldn't really be harmed on the field. "Ok. Guess that's good." He winced a little at the hearty shoulder clasp, feeling his muscles protest, but didn't complain. He was going to have to learn to deal with it, and the muscles would toughen up when he used them more. "Thanks, man. Only if you let me buy you one, gotta pull my weight," and he lightly socked Dawson in the upper arm, friendlylike.
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Posted: Thu Jan 07, 2016 9:38 pm
"Naw, I could only tell 'cause I was the one that broke it this time. 'Course, if yer shield breaks, yer weapon desummons anyway I think, so that's kinda a dead giveaway t'anyone watchin'..."
But no more about that sort of stuff! Dawson grinned as he was socked back but said, "Naw man!" as he began to steer Micah in the direction of the bar. "Defeats the purpose of me buyin' you a drink t'day. You gonna pay me back by tellin' me about yerself, aight?"
Prolixity which can always just lead to a fresh rp for such a thing if you want!
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2016 1:48 pm
"Huh." Micah held his hand out and tried to summon Nova again. Nothing happened, other than what might have been a glint of light off the green amber in the bracelet. Too tired, the whip whined, then, her tone changing, nobody get it back up 30 seconds after done, why you think that?Micah felt himself reddening, and refused to answer Nova. "Aw, fine," he said instead, letting himself be steered. "But you gotta let me buy you a beer another time, I'm solid on that." medigel That would be awesome~ do you want to start one or should I?
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