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 Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:26 pm
Epic battle in the forest meadow!
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Vanilla Cryptid rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:28 pm
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derivative rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:29 pm
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Vanilla Cryptid rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:29 pm
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derivative rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:32 pm
Basil you're such a douche.
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Vanilla Cryptid rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:45 pm
[[LOL. Nessa wins the first! >3]]
Sunlight dappled the figure of the lazing, napping Nessa, sprawled out on her branch. It was common to find her relaxing in a cozy tree somewhere, but now...her nap was paused, as she smelled what the breeze brought towards her.
Sitting up, she peered through the foliage, until she could see that guy. Was he...stalking...her? She slid down from her branch, slinking out into the open sunlight of the meadow, in full view of Basil.
"Again, you, Mr. Windsock!? I keep running into you even when I think I am avoiding you. I told you I would not rut with you! Explain your presence!" She pointed an accusing finger at him, half-joking in her statement. She really wanted a reason to get some activity, only her sense of fun activity was not quite the same as what Basil might like.
Well, she would teach him a lesson this time! He had horrified her with flashing his unspeakables, and so she would horrify him by showing her prowess on the field of battle.
A hand raised above her head, and her sapphire foxfire began to boil in the air, sparking to life and gathering in her hand. She smirked, tossing the ether-ball at Basil before he had a chance to do anything.
KERSMACK. Right in the chest! Her point was well-made. The ball would have hit with some impact, burned a little perhaps.
100/100 HP
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derivative rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 7:56 pm
Truth be told, Basil was not stalking Nessa. He was not even actually looking for her. He happened to be looking for his brother, but Lior was difficult, as he was wont to be, and hadn't appeared. It wasn't his fault that all the ground he seemed to cover had Nessa's footprints all over it, was it?
Of course, he didn't get much chance to explain himself. The woman was already attacking him, wasn't she? He'd felt her foxfire before, but it had tickled. This was a solid thump to the chest, a bit of an impact that made him grunt and narrow his eyes.
"Someone's not feeling very hospitable, are we, my dear?" He rubbed his chest, not really feeling in the mood to fight, but annoyed that he'd been struck for no reason.
Idly, he flicked his fingers at her, sending little arrows of venom in her direction. He was distracted, so they embedded in the trunk of a tree, missing their target, and disappeared moments later.
HP 95/100
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Vanilla Cryptid rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:10 pm
Nessa acknowledged the needles which had struck the tree, but quickly turned her attention back to him, beginning to advance with a quick run.
She was indeed fast and nimble, practically gliding through the tall grass (NOT LIKE A RAPTOR OKAY.) until she reached him, staying low to the ground, and then shoved her rigid fingers into a pressure point at the back of his leg, which would have caused him to momentarily lose his total balance of that leg, before she slithered off into the tall grass, staying relatively unseen until her next moment to strike...
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derivative rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 8:17 pm
She really had it out for him. He had no idea what he'd done to her, but Basil was beginning to get a little bit irritated. His leg buckled, and as it did, he swiped at her, but missed. She was fast, and apparently, was taking this far more seriously than he was.
Well, wasn't that lovely. It wasn't exactly rare for his temper to be stirred, but he had a decent hold on it most of the time. Basil enjoyed a good spar as much as the next healthy constellation, but he liked to have a little warning, and a little knowledge as to whether it was a friendly encounter or not.
He rose to his feet again, eyes narrowed, and flexed his hands at his sides. "I beg your pardon, Nessa, but I can't recall what I've done to you lately to deserve this."
HP: 90/100
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Vanilla Cryptid rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 10:30 pm
The grass twitched and waved, and Nessa's giggling could be heard traveling through it.
She leaped out of a large patch of it, aiming to wrangle poor Basil, but sadly missed her mark, swiping nothing but the air, skidding upon her feet as she landed near him.
"I'm ensuring I am teaching you a lesson, to not wield your windsock at me, and that I most definitely will not rut with you!" she cried.
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derivative rolled 1 20-sided dice:
16
Total: 16 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 2:33 pm
Basil sighed. The woman really was unreasonable.
He sidestepped her neatly, bringing his hand down between her shoulderblades to give her a sound chop as she went by. She'd started this fight, and though he wasn't about to take it seriously and fight for his life or any nonsense like that, there was no reason he couldn't spar a little.
"You are being very unreasonable." He rocked back on his heels, still looking vaguely irritated. "I've told you that I have no intention to rut, as you so eloquently put it, with you."
After a moment, he grinned. "I think you just like being around me."
HP: 90/100
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Vanilla Cryptid rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 3:59 pm
95/100
Nessa staggered as she was hit. Well, at least the guy was fighting back now, so she didn't have to feel like a bully! She bounded a few leaps away, but then dropped her jaw at his remark.
"How dare you! I was here first! You paraded in on my nap!"
That being said, she again summoned an array of foxfire, which swirled around her before diving at Basil's feet, exploding the ground around him. She chortled to herself, finding amusement in their little spar.
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derivative rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 8 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 4:18 pm
The foxfire exploded around his feet, and even through his boots, he could feel the burn. He scowled, hopping back, tendrils of it following the motion of his feet.
Opposite her, he pointed a finger, shaking it lightly in her direction. "Paraded in on you? I was merely passing through. You do not own the forest, love."
So saying, he waved a hand again, and the needles whizzed just past her cheek.
He blamed it on the fact that he wasn't fighting seriously that his attack missed for the second time.
HP: 85/100
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Vanilla Cryptid rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 10 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 5:04 pm
95/100
It was all too easy to dodge those needles he once more threw at her, scampering around him while giggling. To her, this had changed into a playtime of sorts.
"Now now, basil, aren't you enjoying yourself? I sure am~" She darted out of the grass at him, aiming to elbow him in the side.
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derivative rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Wed Mar 31, 2010 5:29 pm
The more she enjoyed herself, the more irritated he became. He was just trying to find his brother; a distraction now and again didn't bother him, but the woman had occupied his time far too often for someone he wasn't "rutting" with, so to speak. At the same time, his pride as a man wouldn't let him walk away from a fight, even a casual one.
"Plenty of fun," he returned, and when she went to elbow him, he twisted her arm behind her back, shoved her forward. He debated giving her a boot to the butt, but in the moment he took to consider it, she'd already moved out of range.
Ah well, next time.
HP: 85/100
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