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 Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:19 am
The sound broke the punk boil's heart. He jerked, forgetting that Xiu was wobbling, and Amrita looked like she was going to fall over--that sound, from his big guy-- He left them behind, swearing he'd check on them again later, at home. "G," he said, heading to the big guy and wrapping his arms around him as much as he could. "G, I'm sorry." ((Will reply later, has to go to a babyshower, will edit this out too))
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 6
Total: 12 (2-12)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:21 am
Night continued to chip at the piece slowly, his hands rough with the rock he used. He felt it give a little more, and was overwhelmed with the feeling of nostalgia. This whole field trip, this whole battle, watching her sacrifice herself. It was hard, so very hard.
Try 2: Hit
(2/3 = Hit)
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:24 am
And with one more hit, he felt the piece break away and drop into his hand. He stared at it for a long moment, rubbing it between his hands as if he was trying to warm it. Like it would bring back Red's warm feeling. He didn't realize the tears that fell now, his ears dropping as he stood there and looked at the fallen teacher. Would anything affect him as greatly as this did? Would anything touch him so deep inside him that it would shape him to do better in school, in life? With thought's heavy in his heart, he saw other students laying down their emblems in the ashes and he too, pulled out his. "I don't know if you want a Unlucky cat added to yours but..." Night spoke out loud before bending down to place it in the ash, "I'll never forget what a wonderful teacher you were." his tail whapped at the ground as he headed out. Try 3: Hit
3/3 = Success (Night walks away with a piece of the horn)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:29 am
Tybalt gave a snort.
"Yes but--they were my favorite!" He whined.
It was his own fault for having thrown it at the ghoul in the first place... but she deserved it! Even if it didn't hit the intended target, it hit the boil beside her, which was almost as good as the little victory he had desired! It left a nice red mark on the boil's face too!
"You don't think she'll throw it out do you?" He asked frantically despite the fact that LW had no idea who 'she' was.
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Tsunake rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-12)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:30 am
It gave way a little more. Gargantuan's muscles flexed for a moment before he gave one more, solid tug--but the horn suddenly crumpled beneath his fingers, turning into ash. He jerked a little with surprise at the feel of someone pressing against him, but in an instant, he had coiled himself around Roch with a low, unhappy sound. "Why, Roch?" The beast lamented. "Why she have to go?"
((Try 1: 3/3 - le fail))
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Grey Dragon rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 2
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:40 am
((Entering from the domain of Space))
Jove entered through the doorway, melancholy with his head down, tail between his legs. Behind him he dragged a star shaped medal that was about the size of his head. He ignored the other students, going first to the giant shape that still rested in the center of the field.
The pup whimpered, staring up at the skull that towered above him, but it wasn't fear. Even though he didn't understand the half of it, he knew someone important to them was gone from their lives. And that was always sad for canines. He watched as the other students broke off pieces, as though trying to take their fallen teacher back home in any way they could, and then he made his own attempt, using his tiny claws on the only part he could really reach, Red's back plate.
((Hit: 1/3))
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Grey Dragon rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:43 am
The bone was tough, nearly impossible to put a dent in. How was he supposed to help bring her home if he couldn't break it smaller? Not even the full-sized students would be able to move that much.
He had to try again.
This time he struck it to hard, and a piece crumbled off, to join the ash at his feet. Jove whimpered, that wasn't how it was supposed to be... Red was tougher than that in life.
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Grey Dragon rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:45 am
Jove put his little claws to the giant back plate again, moving along the side to a place he could reach. He didn't want to do this, but there was no way he could just... leave Red here.
((Attempt 2))
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Grey Dragon rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:49 am
More ash. The little pup dragged his shiny star medal through the dust to another portion of the plate and made a third attempt.
((Attempt 3))
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Grey Dragon rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:50 am
A little chip flaked off, and the pup watched it fall before going at the solid bone again. His little claws were worn short with the abuse they had taken since arriving in the human world, but he kept scratching at the bone in his attempts to dislodge a piece he could carry.
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Grey Dragon rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 10:52 am
Jove felt frustration rise, and mingle with the heavy hearted sorrow. Why couldn't Red make anything easy? Not even when they were trying to do her a favour, she had to be all hard and unyielding. She was probably grinning at their frustrations off wherever the dead went when they left forever...
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 11:01 am
With a loud crack, a piece of grey-white plate fell off, landing in a little cloud of ash. It was large-ish, smooth on both sides. The pup pawed at it, feeling relief that he would be able to bring at least a bit of his professor back with him. Even though he carried no emblem on him, or anything to leave behind with the rest of the remains, he could do this much at least...
He nosed it, trying to push it through the ash, but it was too large. Almost the size of his little body, and he couldn't manage it and the ash-stained medal. But he couldn't even think about leaving it behind. It would be like a betrayal.
The sad little pup whimpered, making one more attempt at pushing it towards the door, and then finally hunkered down right on top of the piece. He couldn't leave it behind.
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 3
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 11:03 am
He let her cry against him as her grip tightened into something desperate and clinging, arms, legs, and even hair wrapping around him as she buried her face against his neck and wept. He reached up automatically with gray fingers to smooth along her hair, and for once he didn't bother avoiding Her. In everything that had happened, he even missed the biting come-backs and snarky comments. "You couldn't have known what would happen," he murmured softly after her apologies, his cheek rubbing against the side of her head and ear. Dark eyes closed as he shut out everything around him for the moment and just concentrated on the ghoul in his arms. Her warmth, that familiar, albeit very faint scent of flowers that always seemed to linger about her. There were things that needed to be addressed, tasks to do, but for just a moment he chose to be selfish. It ended when the ghoul in her arms whimpered her desire to go home, and the boil opened his eyes at last to glance down at her, finally recalling the injuries he knew she had. he'd watched them happen, knew she was burned, but in the flood of relief he'd forgotten. His cool skin very likely felt very good against the injuries though. "Soon." They'd go home soon, but first.. He turned his head to watch the students as they worked for their mementos and lay their emblems out for red, and the boil was already moving in that direction when Junko shifted in her arms, and requested his help. He didn't know what else she wanted of him, not yet anyways, but he'd do anything for her. It had been that way for a now, and this entire trip would only make the habit worst. Mention of Red had him glancing between the skull and the ghoul in his arms, and he took a hold of her hand to pull her knuckle out from between her teeth. Drawing it up so he could lay a small kiss there, and offering a squeeze. "I already know. We saw everything. The attacks, and then the sacrifice." His thumb smoothed along her cheek, rubbing at a patch of drying blood. It wasn't hers, least not that he could tell, but he didn't like seeing her like that. The majority of his own blackened blood had seemed to vanish when he'd changed into a Boo and back, but the wounds from the whip were deep enough that they were beginning to ooze again. Without a heart beat they didn't bleed half as bad as they should have. Stopping beside the skull, the ghost boil knelt down, Junko resting on his lap, and lay his blackened palm against the hollowed rock of the Red's brow. He lowered his head, eyes closed, and gave her the moment of silence that they hadn't gotten to share back in the realm of couches. When it was over his hand flexed, drawing at the magic that let all the students summon their emblems, and when he pulled his hand back his pin was their with the rest of the colorful circles. Jove wondered up beside him, and Seiji ran a hand over the pup's back in a bid to comfort him before he had managed to break a piece off for himself and attempted to push it away. "If you want help, I'll carry it for you in a moment." Returning his attention to the skull, contemplating whether or not he wanted to try and claim a piece for himself. In the end he shifted his grip on Junko so his grey hand was around her and the black one free. Dark fingers elongating and sharping into dangerous points as the gangrenous rot slide down his arm. He slide the tips along the curve of one horn, scoring the dark rock.
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Beejoux rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 4
Total: 10 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 11:05 am
Ever so gently the boil continued to work, sliding the sharpened edge of the claw along the scored line he'd already left. Deepening it so a hard impact would break it off cleanly, hopefully. The bone seemed solid, like rock, but he'd seen the unfortunate effect of an over enthusiastic blow.
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Posted: Sat Nov 05, 2011 11:07 am
"Sorry for not being there, especially after all the talk about being a team player," She uttered, looking like she might start tearing up again; she hadn't cried this much in a while, and this was really no time to feel this way, but she just couldn't help it! Rubbing at her arm, she paused, her gaze dropping to the ground, "I got a little... Carried away... By my own emotions."
Another pause.
"Edel's there," She spoke softly as she gestured at the skull, just noticing the ghoul who was paying her respects to the late professor, "And Vieve is..." She looked around, trying to spot the last member of their group as the frost demon joined Lattice and herself, "Somewhere... We'll wait."
No more running off somewhere without someone. This time, they would move together, as a group... Even if it might be a little too late.
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