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Nothing Yet rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-12)
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 Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 10:35 pm
The petting was so good, but it couldn't overpower his massive amount of shame over what he'd just done. A constant little whimper came from the Cerberus as he tried to figure out how to fix what he'd done. Savior didn't seem too upset over it, but...but!
He really had the best of intentions, but moved too fast and tried to do everything at once: a hug, a pat on the shoulder, a hand extended out as a peace offering. The result was a smack across her face with more force than many of his legitimate strikes.
His hand covered his mouth and his eyes went wide again. How did he keep doing this?! If only the hunters had fallen victim to his terrible clumsiness...
hp: 16/30
dmg: 5
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 10:59 pm
Whelp, Savior really didn't feel like petting anymore because for some reason she was super tired. Did it equate to her that she'd had the crap kicked out of her by a puppy? Nope. Mostly it just meant that Savior probably needed a nap because her ears were ringing.
"Okie, pats done."
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 11:10 pm
Thackery's ears drooped apologetically. At least Savior didn't appear to be too unnerved by the whole experience...perhaps they could be friends after all. He didn't want more enemies. The gorgons were tiresome enough.
"Thanks, ah, for the fight. And the pats." He busied himself by smoothing out his hair and his clothes, sure that he looked quite a sight. "You can have the scarf, if you want it. I think you need it."
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 11:19 pm
"Thens."
If Savior was going to be allowed to keep the scarf-clothing thing that severely cramped her fighting style then she really needed to give something back. The Marrowstripe pulled her mask to the side and reached in her mouth, pulling something back out. "Heres."
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 11:24 pm
Admittedly, Thackery was a little bit hesitant to take the tiny object that he was being handed. When he inspected it in his palm to find that it was an emblem, however, he nearly bounced in place with excitement. His first emblem! He clutched it tightly in one hand while he reached into his pocket with the other, pulling out an emblem of his own. "And mine!"  "Probably...don't keep it in your mouth, though," he suggested, frowning.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 11:29 pm
Where else was Savior supposed to keep it then? She frowned at Thackery before putting it in her mouth anyway, not that she minded much. Her mouth was actually the safest place for her to put all things (emblems, Red's momento, probably her money). Either way they were done now, he had her emblem, and Savior wanted a nap.
"Bye bye puppies." And then the Marrowstripe collapsed. And went to sleep.
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Posted: Wed Nov 30, 2011 11:33 pm
Should...he just leave her there? Thackery watched her as she lay on the floor, seemingly already napping soundly. He considered sitting and staying with her, but her goodbye didn't seem to indicate that she wanted anything of the sort...
He bent down, gave her a gentle little pat of her own, and snuck out of the gym as quietly as possible. She might have been able to handle herself well enough to sleep in the middle of the room, but he imagined she wouldn't want him to wake her by slamming the door on the way out.
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