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demon_pachabel rolled 1 8-sided dice:
8
Total: 8 (1-8)
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 Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 10:43 am
IT WAS GETTING SMALLER, OH JACK.
f;lksadfh;sd.
Shehk had to take a moment to hyperventilate in the panic setting in. She kept hyperventilating even as she began to crawl through the tunnels, fear creeping up into her heart. This was it. She was going to die in this tight space and never be able to get out sna laskfh;sdfasdflf
dslfkdsfhsdfadsf.
jfsldkf.
The more she hyperventilated, the more exhausted she felt, sleep seeming to creep over her eerily. It should have been a sign that something was wrong. She never got tired unless something was forcing her into it. But no, she was too busy dozing off to the thought of
'I'm going to die'.
[[FAIL]]
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Nio Love rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2012 11:06 am
After a class filled with failure, Riley was both humbled and filled with determination to prove herself worthy of the clan. Of course, that determination all but fizzled when she was faced with her first challenge of the day.. and her opponent wielded a bow and arrow.
With a dejected glare, Riley dodged arrow after arrow, trying to get closer - but the clanswoman was a professional, and sunk one right in the thick of her leg. She was down on one knee, pulling the arrow out, when a knife pressed against her neck.
Riley yielded with no small amount of butthurt.
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demon_pachabel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Apr 07, 2012 2:21 pm
She was feeling kind of stiff still from the day before - mostly due to that room. The room from underneath the Observation Point. She still wished she hadn't gone underneath it, to be honest. Her hands still were numb, she still ached to get feeling back in them.
Never the less, she needed to go.
She needed to do something. Something active.
Her knife making had been taken to being in secret, so she instead went off to spar for a bit, rubbing her palms together as she walked.
Accepting the weapon she was offered, Shehk stepped into the circle against an opponent who looked more ready to go than she felt, holding it in both hands firmly - or as much as she could when it felt like her hands were going to try and fade away at any moment.
The horseman lashed out, striking at her knees and Shehk moved, parrying it with her staff before she stepped back and swung back. They blocked it easily before forcing her back, smacking their own staff across her hands, causing her to flinch and actually drop her weapon.
Which surprised not only her..but her opponent as well - but only for a moment before he kicked the staff away and brought his own across her midsection, causing Shehk to crumple and cradle her ribs, wheezing.
Maybe it hadn't been a good day for this...
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