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 Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 5:21 pm
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Much like the General, Silk had been pretty riveted on the fight. It was neck and neck! Just like all those cool action movies he watched on TV when no one else was around during the day. His head was bobbing this way and that to keep track of the two senshi was they thought, and occasionally his rapt silence was broken by a jeering yell for Adamantine. When Zircon offered up her goggles to shield his vision, the kitten all too eagerly stuck his head into one of the bubbles (it was a cat thing). There, he pressed his face against the glass to still keep track of Adamantine.
Thoroughly smudging the General's eye wear with nose prints, the kitten yowled in elation when the stardust corrupt was announced the winner. "That was awesome, Ada!" He replied excitedly, and once the senshi was close enough, his bottom wiggled on Zircon's shoulder and he leapt from her shoulder to Adamantine's. He dug into the dark blue of her dress to scamper the rest of the way up, and then proceeded to do circles on her shoulder as he rubbed against her neck and cheek.
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Posted: Wed Jan 17, 2018 5:40 pm
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Adamantine nodded, a sense of pleasure deep seated in the belly. She was not one to feign emotions and care about others opinions EXCEPT when it came to the members of her wolfpack. The most important was making sure she was not a disappointment to the leaders that had taken care of her and trained her.
While Laby was not here to witness, She respected and acknowledge that Zircon being here was like having the older general here. "I apologize for cutting it close." She said simply, "Thank you General." She shifted now, her shoulders sagging a bit. Of course she hadn't come out of the fight unscathed but she hadn't shown her magic to the competitors. It was, she thought, relieving in a sense to have relied on physical skill first. That was just the particular way of Laby's training, though he would want her to use every tool at her advantage.
As Silk jumped to her not damaged shoulder, her face only winced when claws dug in and made himself comfortable and rubbing her face with his. A small satisfaction settled in the pit of her stomach. "Thank you Silk, for cheering for me." She scratched the kitten's head and moved to dress her wound. "We have another round ahead of us now." Her gaze didn't hardened, by returned to the stoicness she preferred. "Perhaps the next fight I will not be so luckily."
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 9:41 am
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Kamacite hadn’t been sure what to expect when Wolfeite lifted his hand. Was he going to hit him for not winning? He hadn’t struck him like that before, but Kamacite also hadn’t lost in a publicly viewed match before. Eyes squeezed shut, shoulders tense as a hand went to his head in a soothing gesture that Kamacite hadn’t expected.
It wasn’t for Wolfeite to show affection. He’d been reminded many times that he meant nothing more than an investment for his General. But Wolfeite was telling him he did well and he should be proud.
He opened his eyes to stare at Wolfeite, unsure of this strange gesture from him… but it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. Not a bad thing at all. Maybe Wolfeite cared more than he said he did. Or maybe this was just a publicity stunt because they were in public.
His thoughts shifted as a huge ball of fur decided to start weaving between his legs, giving him praise he didn’t think he deserved, but it seemed to settle his nerves a bit. Tiberius’s way of showing affection was a little more familiar and welcome. Tourmaline had offered her support, even if she barely knew him, and Aue hadn’t left but was there and offering his hand so Kamacite could have his injuries treated.
The fight itself had been overwhelming, and although Kamacite wished he’d done a better job and actually beat his opponent, the outpouring of support for him was…
A wonderful feeling…
Kamacite nodded politely to the two Generals as he reached out to take Aue’s offered hand, which was especially welcome because he was fairly certain Tiberius was trying to trip him.
Despite losing, Kamacite couldn’t help the small smile that formed as he was lead to be treated.
Quote: Exit post for Kamacite~ Thank you for the support! He needed it. ;_;
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Posted: Thu Jan 18, 2018 3:45 pm
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As his senshi was being lead away by the Lemon b*****d, in good hands, and the hunt-murder-kill of the battle ebbed from his little kitty heart, Tiberius trotted a short way over towards Adamantine Spar and her crowd. Zircon he knew pretty well, at least. "This one of yours, Glory Greatness?" Was he making figures around Zircon's good leg? Yes, he was - careful ones, to not overbalance her.
"Congrats, Bluebird. That was one helluva fight. Can't wait to see what you do in the next rounds!"
Tiberius had priorities. In battle, it was Protecc His Senshi, so of course he'd wanted to destroy Adamantine Spar. His senshi was fine now, so she was to be admired and flirted with. Granted, his senshi would have been fine anyway, since the order of the day had been to incapacitate and win, not kill, but Tibs was a Guardian. The fierce protectiveness was kind of ingrained.
He gave a curious look at the little ball of black fluff on the Bluebird's shoulder, "Hey there sootsprite, take good care of your girl. It's in the contract!"
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