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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-16)
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 Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 9:31 pm
It thrashed, and he was caught in the flail of limbs and stumbled back as a stone hoof winded him. Syn warned him about his shield, but he was too busy glaring at the fragmented thing that just wouldn't freaking die.
BOSS HP: 3
Damage:
Dawson HP: 15
Charge: /3
Stamina: 15
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 9:32 pm
Wheezing, he said to hell with it and swung his shield like a baseball bat. Another leg cracked against his head, but that was the last of it; the bull fell to pieces.
Shortly afterwards, so did Dawson. The world spun as he clutched his head and sucked in breaths. "********' shiyit ******** ******** HP: neutral bye
Damage: 3
Dawson HP: 10
Charge: 3/3
Stamina: 14
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 9:47 pm
The bull's body was blocking her view, but she heard the cursing, and knew what that particular brand of sound meant. The bull fell, and there was Dawson on the floor, holding his head in his hands. Thaw was falling to the floor as the bull crumbled around him, but she desummoned him before he could clatter, and skidded across the dust and marble to drop down to her knees in front of the man in pain. "Oh, no you don't." She growled, her arms wrapping around his body as much as they could, pulling him carefully against her. "God, men are so stubborn." She pushed off his cap, and pressed his head against her chest, brushing the hair back with one hand and comforting him with gentle strokes. "I told you, we've got all the time in the world. We didn't have to rush this. You're going to need to take better care of yourself, babe. Because I am a shitty as hell caretaker." She didn't even have bandages to use on him, the way he'd done for her. Why would she? That would have involved work, and effort, and care. God, she should have brought bandages.
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 9:55 pm
Unbidden--probably shaken loose thanks to the blow to the head--Dawson remembered the last time she'd held him like this: shortly after his panic attack had reduced him into a useless ball in her room. The more things changed, right?
With hitched shallow breaths, he closed his eyes and rested against Maebe until the world stopped being so dizzying. He could have explained that the amount of time didn't bother him so much as the lack of success after so many runs, but that much was probably obvious. He could have explained the not so obvious, that he needed this artifact--not wanted, needed--but that felt like too many awkward moments and feelings he didn't want to spill like the wife b***h he was. At least some manly decorum needed to be kept.
"Shoulder's still banged up," he muttered. "Didn' think it was so bad. Mostly need legs more than arms here anyway." And then, of course, "Sawry fer worryin' ya."
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Nio Love rolled 3 100-sided dice:
77, 57, 89
Total: 223 (3-300)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 10:12 pm
"Nnngh." Both of her hands wrapped around his head, and she threatened to shake it. "I swear, if I wasn't trying to make you feel better, I'd knock all those sorries right out of your head." But she didn't, of course, because that would be counterproductive. Instead, she kissed his forehead, and bapped it with the heel of her hand, before letting him go to stand up.
"It's hard to tell sometimes, how bad we're hurt." She took his explanation at face value, understanding draping over her. "We'll just take a longer rest after this one, and make sure your shoulder is fine. If you're not one hundred percent, and I get killed or worse, maimed on the face, I'll pretty much blame you forever."
The vines were going to do a number on him, but there was no turning back now. They had to finish it, or fail, so she could force him to wait for next time. So she took the lake first, in the hopes she would be able to soften it up for him. She did not hide from the vines a few times, purposefully tangling up with them in order to get the fight out of them before making it over safely.
Stamina: 7
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medigel rolled 3 100-sided dice:
49, 37, 99
Total: 185 (3-300)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 10:13 pm
"Hehe. Sawry fer the sawries." Maybe there was just a hint of cheekiness in that statement. "Sounds good, though." He already owed her a lot, what was a little more?
He started the journey alone but felt himself starting to sway even before the vines came at him. Grasping at Maebe's hand like it was a lifeline, Dawson suffered through them with a bent head and a tight-lipped grimace. He honestly didn't want to let go even as they made it to the other side.
Stamina: 11
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Nio Love rolled 3 10-sided dice:
5, 9, 9
Total: 23 (3-30)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 10:30 pm
She was not partial to letting go, either, which meant the metal bird found himself judging the two of them as they walked, hand in hand, down the quiet hallway. She did not make faces, or moon, or flip off the bird, this time. She just beamed with pride.
This was a mistake, as clearly the bird was in cahoots with the bull, that charged her not once, but twice. Hand holding was no longer an option.
Stamina: 2
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medigel rolled 3 10-sided dice:
2, 5, 7
Total: 14 (3-30)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 10:41 pm
There were several layers of happiness that came with being able to hold on without further comment, and he was just about to start swinging their hands just because he could when the bulls came. Bullshit more like.
He opened his mouth and nearly swallowed one of the many stone scarabs that tormented him in the meantime. A second metal bird joined the first, and together they were treated to some entertainment as the pair ran amok.
Stamina: 5
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medigel rolled 1 12-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-12)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 10:51 pm
And all that was there was the antler. neutral
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medigel rolled 4 20-sided dice:
11, 19, 11, 1
Total: 42 (4-80)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 10:54 pm
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medigel rolled 4 20-sided dice:
16, 8, 14, 15
Total: 53 (4-80)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 10:56 pm
dfgksd'fh;lsf
dman 24
mayb 29
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medigel rolled 1 6-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 10:59 pm
"Did I mention this place sucks?" Dawson said pleasantly. A week later and he was fit for duty, refreshed in spirits, and ready for possible hand holding.
But first, there was a lion. Of course!
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Nio Love rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 11:01 pm
"You did, but it's really worth saying again." She sighed, her hands filled with weapon instead of him. "This place sucks."
She side-eyed his arm quickly, but he'd promised that it was completely healed, and she took his word for it. "But at least we're consistently wrecking it."
Despite the failure of finding what he was looking for, Maebe couldn't help but see the bright side of things. They were kicking a**, just the two of them, over and over. They were taking hits and coming back, and most of all, they were not giving up. All of these things were more than Maebe could say about her entire life, but could not speak for his.
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 6
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 11:18 pm
She did not, however, perform any wrecking when she attacked and her trident barely scratched the surface before being pinged away.
HP: 49
Damage: 1
Maebe HP: 45
Charge: 1/3
Stamina: 28
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2015 11:19 pm
She scrambled to grab her trident back, but another poke only served to get her shoved out of the way of the beast as if she was a bothersome fly.
HP: 48
Damage: 1
Maebe HP: 40
Charge: 2/3
Stamina: 27
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