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 Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:18 am
Her few wounds from the previous spars had healed up. Scarred into shallow things-- a white line on her thigh, on her her forearm, on her wrist.
It was a debate-- spar and train in her uniform, or out of it in something more comfortable?
She had chosen the uniform-- some goddamned crazy boots, why past Clerise, WHY-- but it was her bed and she'd made it and now the redhead had to lie in it.
So, one day a week, Clerise forced herself to train in the full get up: today was one of those days. Balthazar was swinging around her wrist, his weight slowly becoming more comfortable on her arm as it bowed from his presence, tossing him into the air and catching him, warming up with him.
{[ Wouldn't want to hurt your delicate little human form, huh, sheila? Every day, I marvel at your weakness. ]}
"So insufferable."
She was SO not in the mood to dance with a dummy today-- her fighting style didn't benefit from raw force, not really. Clerise was so dependent on movement that she preferred to fight --
Golden branches on a coat caught her eye across the field-- and she grinned.
A Lifer she hadn't met.
"Oi!" Clerise made her way to the other girl with a spring to her step. "Dummies are terrible. You in the mood to get thrashed?"
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danse-hexe rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:23 am
After those 'casualties' and the talk with Wilson Reine figured she should practice the whole 'restrain' thing, except it just didn't really work out, so as a compromise she went for things that couldn't actually be killed- dummies. It just wasn't the same as a normal spar, though- no adrenaline rush, no sense of satisfaction. But she kept at it anyway, because practice was practice.
She'd just slashed out again at a dummy when another voice called out to her- one she didn't quite recognise. Someone else here to train, possibl---
get thrashed. Get thrashed?
The nerve. This had to be one of the new trainees, the group they called the 'lambs'. So far Reine had met one that was nice, if shy and skittish, and one that was just over the line of 'eccentric', maybe this would be the one that needed to be put in her place.
"Oh, sure," she replied airily, a smile on her face. The life trainee's eyes, though, betrayed her killing intent. "My body is so ready."
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its me debz rolled 1 20-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:28 am
Clerise's grin was wide and toothy, her eyes wild. She too shared the preference of adrenaline rushes; after all. She was a trapeze artist at heart, the rush of activity was nothing without the flames of danger licking at her heels.
"Yeah," she says with a laugh, cherry red lips curving upwards.
Neeeeeeeeeeever mind the fact that she'd lost every spar she'd had since she'd arrived on the island.
"Oh baby," Clerise crooned at the white haired girl, crooking her finger. "I like that."
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 7
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:40 am
Just like that, Clerise danced forward, leaping up into the air and bringing Balthazar down hard. The outside edge of his blade cut the air like a knife, giving the redhead a burst of satisfaction.
She couldn't withhold a good laugh, mirthful and alive.
"Your turn~"
[[ hp// 40
damage done// 15 - 6 = 9
charges// 1/3, 9d4, 0/2 used ]]
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danse-hexe rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:45 am
She wouldn't have wanted to admit she was ready; if possible, Reine would have wanted to say she hadn't seen that hit coming, but even if so, that was her own fault for not keeping her guard up.
Reine had seen the weapon coming towards her, and she'd raised the swordbreaker to attempt to block, but her swing had gone completely wild. Perhaps it was because of the disconnect between Alynthe and herself, perhaps it was because dummies couldn't duck and she'd gotten worse at estimating things- either way, the trainee found herself staggering backwards, reeling from the pain.
****, this was embarrassing- at this rate she'd really get thrashed. She bit her lip, trying to right her posture and calm herself down- but the taste of blood and the sharp pain made things worse, god damn it, not only was the other trainee beating her up, she was hurting herself as well..?
This was going all the wrong ways.
HP : 31/40
Damage: ???? PROBABLY 0
Charge : 0/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4) : 0/2
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:48 am
Clerise cocked her brow, excited.
{[ The battle is not won yet, little thing. ]}
"Oh, I know, you old fuddy duddy," she said dismissively, waving her hand as the weapon chided her. She snapped back to reality as she attempted to swing him-- and ******** to ruin your cool in front of the cute girl, Clerise.
[[ hp// 40
damage done// 0
charges// 1/3, 9d4, 0/2 used ]]
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danse-hexe rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:57 am
Old what? Who even used words like 'fuddy-duddy' anymore? Reine was bristling with anger at this point, partly at the other trainee and partly at herself, this was almost worse than the spar with Dakota.
She lashed out at Clerise again, this time sure the hit was going to connect- until the other girl fell down, tripping over herself or something, and thrown off-balance by the missed strike, Reine found herself tumbling to the ground as well.
HP : 31/40
Damage: ???? PROBABLY 0
Charge : 0/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4) : 0/2
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 6:58 am
It was kind of funny, really. Two girls, supposedly supposed to be in training to save the world--
and here they were, falling on their asses on the field. She rolled onto her side, laughing maniacally at herself-- and Reine.
"Didn't catch your name, starshine," Clerise grunts as she steadies herself, using Balthazar as purchase, straightening up.
{[ Focus and be a little less s**t, please-- and redact the please from my request. ]}
"We should really introduce ourselves before we get so intimate, don't you think?" She slides forward, thrusting the ring blade out in front of her, using her momentum to propel the thrust--
But it was sloppy at best. She really had a lot of work to do.
[[ hp// 40
damage done// 9 - 6 = 3
charges// 2/3, 9d4, 0/2 used ]]
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danse-hexe rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 7:04 am
"Don't expect to get anywhere before the tenth date," Reine deadpanned, hastily picking herself up. This was bad, nothing was going according to plan- she only barely managed to swing the swordbreaker instinctively to meet Clerise's attack. The strange circular weapon cut her, but she'd deflected most of the damage; flicking the blade upwards, Reine pushed the other trainee's weapon out of the way, and stabbed.
Hard.
If this was going to be her only hit, she'd make it a good one at least.
HP : 28/40
Damage: 7
Charge : 1/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4) : 0/2
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 7:08 am
Clerise let out a startled yelp as Reine successfully deflected her attack, and the blade slicing into her FEAR shield made her cry out again, faltering back.
"Oh baby, but that means I get nine more dates to prove you wrong," the acrobat purred, obviously strained. She was damn lucky that she hadn't ******** faceplanted on the ground or something equally as terrible.
She REALLY needed to figure out how to fight in heels. For real. This was a thing, but she kept falling. IT KEPT HAPPENING.
{[ Useless. ]}
"Oh shuttup," Clerise snarled, her tone clearly different when she spoke to her weapon rather than to Reine. "Pardon me," she said sweetly, spinning with Balthazar. "It's too loud in my head to talk back at the b*****d."
Of course, she was a bit too far out of range to do any real damage. Damnit; misjudged AGAIN.
[[ hp// 40 - 7 = 33
damage done// 7 - 6 = 1
charges// 2/3, 9d4, 0/2 used ]]
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danse-hexe rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 7:16 am
"That depends on how the first one goes," Reine bit out. "I hope you don't think this counts." Still, the other trainee's tone brought a slight blush to her face- granted, Reine had pretty much asked for it, but hopefully the other girl wasn't serious or anything..
"Can't say I know how that feels," she shrugged, spying an opening and making her move- the smallest of cuts, but still something. Alynthe seemed intent on keeping up their cold war, and Reine could feel it was getting harder to direct her weapon, somehow, but she could just chalk that up to lack of any real practice.
She was so out of it, ughh. Potentially losing to a newbie? This was embarrassing, it was almost like she was Robert.
HP : 27/40
Damage: 3
Charge : 2/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4) : 0/2
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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 7:25 am
"Oooh~ I'll take you somewhere real nice, if they let us off this rock!" She made a mental note to ask Clarice for permission to venture off the island. She'd need a good excuse, but taking a fellow lifer out may get her a way out.
For funsies, of course.
It might...score her an external mission, instead, but. You know. Don't know till you try. Plus, her pretty little blush was just right to Clerise's liking.
The blade slashed against her shield, getting her good right above the gauntlet.
"Ohh, you're so cold, starshine, let me warm you up?~"
She felt flirty, today, it seemed. Clerise slashed upward with Balthazar-- not the most effective, but it connected.
[[ hp// 33 - 3 = 30
damage done// 9 - 6 = 3
charges// 3/3, 9d4, 0/2 used ]]
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danse-hexe rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 7:27 am
"Wait, what." She was serious? And Reine thought Marcus had been creepy (though he hadn't asked for a date), and then Dakota had ranked a little higher on the creepy listing, but she'd beaten some sense into him at least.
"I'm not really into..." well, she supposed it would be nice to be taken out for a treat of sorts, especially if the other trainee was paying for everything (that was what dates were like, or something, right), but no, she couldn't lose this, all her pride was at stake..
Clerise's weapon came slashing at her again, and Reine, lost in thought, was caught completely off-guard.
HP : 24/40
Damage: 0
Charge : 2/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4) : 0/2
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its me debz rolled 9 4-sided dice:
2, 3, 4, 3, 1, 4, 4, 3, 3
Total: 27 (9-36)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 7:37 am
Clerise was totally serious.
Well, okay. Maybe she HADN'T been, at first. The redhead managed t 1But now? Hey. Clerise wasn't about to stop the chase-- this was fun.
"You, me, some swanky place where we can show that we're the best looking bitches there~?"
As Reine trailed off, Clerise started to spin Balthazar on her arm, his metal grinding against her gauntlet.
"Well. I mean, I'll be the baddest b***h. Don't know about you." With a laugh that was more of a cackle, she let the ring blade loose, violet and cerulean sparkles flying as he tore up the ground on his way to Reine, ramming into her.
[[ hp// 30
damage done// 3 + 4 + 3 + 1 + 4 + 4 + 3 + 3 = 25 / 2 = 12.5
charges// 0/3, 9d4, 1/2 used ]]
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danse-hexe rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 5
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 7:43 am
"Only if you're paying," Reine returned, half-heartedly; how was it that the other girl was managing to attack her so effortlessly? Maybe she was letting their banter get to her too much, she needed to focus--
Except it was that much harder to focus when there was a huge metal ring flying towards you. Reine barely managed to stifle a scream as Balthazar crashed into her, the force of the blow knocking her to the ground. It was probably only through sheer force of will that she managed to clamber back up onto her feet, albeit shakily. Wincing from the pain, she swung the swordbreaker wildly, the tip of the blade barely scratching Clerise.
This really wasn't working out in her favour.
HP : 11/40
Damage: 1
Charge : 3/3 l Swift Strikes (9d4) : 0/2
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