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 Posted: Thu Dec 26, 2013 12:38 pm
Nevada kicked a bit at the snow, bundling her coat up to her chin and looking around. It had been a good christmas and a good break from crazy things. Even with the little foxfires, it was hard not to see anything positive about that night, and oddly enough, good memories. Winning games with Dylon, Playing Batman with Solomon and Dorian. Seeing happy face.
Looking at the training field was a sad reminder that a fight was still going on.
That Aria was still missing and it was her fault, that they face a small faction of hunters turning everyone against each other.
Leroy was summoned with reluctance but it just didn't feel the same, she didn't feel like training was good just shooting at dummies.
"Kind of lonely now..." She murmured to her weapon....
/Yeah....We have to keep on our toes though pidge. That heathen of a leader already destroyed your room, it's only a matter time before information leaks about you to her./ Leroy's voice was heavy with worry, making the girl smile. Long ago, he'd've yelled at her.
Now not so much.
"Too bad a sun isn't out here, they always love a good spar." Oh speak of the little sun rays-
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 7:55 am
"Fear not, Nevada. The sun is always there, just behind the clouds or waiting to rise." Peyton offered a grin, striding across the field towards the mist hunter. She had come down to train, expecting to find only dummies to sink her knuckles into, but was pleasantly surprised to find an able and willing opponent already there waiting. "If it's a spar you want, I'd be more then happy to oblige." Smile turned into a grin, a little of that old cockiness peeking through as she summoned Warrick. Small fingers tightening around the rings. that comprised the handles. She dropped into an easy defensive stance, spike lined blades rising. "So how you been?" She hadn't really spoken directly to the other woman in some time. Seemed a proper catch up was in order along with a spar.
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 1 20-sided dice:
15
Total: 15 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 10:32 pm
"A light admist the dark, A ray of hope when there was no hope..." Nevada flopped out dramatically, eyeing Peyton with a playful glint. "The saviour for the one who was abandoned...."
"Hi Peyton, you look as pretty today as you do everyday." Nevada saluted the girl, "I'd love a spar, It has been awhile since we played...." The girl cocked Leroy on her hip, shoving her glasses down.
"Oh you know, Mist leader disappearing, Island in chaos, a new girlfriend and mission reports all day." She shrugged, "Yourself?
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Jan 28, 2014 10:36 pm
"Wait hold that thought..." She gestured and then...shot at Peyton's feet. "Okay, he's not jammed!"
Then she smiled, "SO anyways you were saying?"
Nevada: 50/50
Damage: 9
Charge: 1/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 7
Total: 10 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jan 29, 2014 7:26 am
Pey's grin grew at the compliment, always happy for a little vanity stroking, and she rolled her shoulders in a small shrug. "Oh you know, same old. Looking for love in all the wrong places, living on the edge." It sounded like just a silly cliched response, but there was more truth to those words then she would have liked to admit to. At the gesture she paused, lips pursed as Nevada fiddled with her riffle. Then gun fired, a shot nailing her right in the ankle and making her bounce back with a hiss and a wince. "Jesus, girl!" Was that an accident or a trick? Hard to tell. < Stop worrying about what it was, and go get her back.> Way ahead of you!She as already moving in a quick sprint across the field, closing in until she could take a slash at the other woman's arm. HP: 41 DMG: 4 CHG: 1/3 | 0/2
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 10
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Feb 17, 2014 9:15 pm
"Love's a hard thing to find nowadays, especially on a Island that scruntizes everyone you are with and how you are with them." She nodded, deep in thought as Peyton closed the distance.
"Whoa, pretty thing. We ain't like that...." She was teasing of course, laughing as the weapon stung on her fear shield.
usually close combat made the gunner nervous, but as she had fought too many others with close range weapons, she learn to adjust her shooting. Or the way she used Leroy. this time she took the gun, curling it over Peyton's smaller frame and trapping her in a lock. Then she headbutted the poor girl.
"Love tap." She teased and then let go, preparing for another hit.
Nevada: 46/50
Damage: 9
Charge: 2/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 9
Total: 17 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2014 8:35 am
Peyton laughed, she couldn't help it. Her track record with romance deserved nothing short. From making more of a crush on Solomon, to developing feelings for one of the most emotionally unavailable assholes on this damn rock. It was just sad, really, but she was finished letting herself be down about it. And she was more than happy to move along, grinning at the joke with a waggle of pale brows at the other girl. "Aw come on now, I thought we had this conversation before." Then Nevada's head came forward and all the Sun saw for a brief second were starburts as pain exploded through her skull. "God damn, you have a hard head!" She staggered, palm pressed to her temple as she waited for the black spots to fade. But she couldn't let Nevada have all the fun. Her reputation as Sun hung in the balance. With a sudden, fierce grin she leaned into a sprint to dart in, exploiting an opening. Spikes drove into the Mist's right shoulder with force enough to spin her around, and then blades came down, stabbing into the meat of her body and tearing through. Dainty but ferocious. HP: 32 DMG: 11 CHG: 2/3 | 0/2
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2014 9:49 am
Nevada was preparing for her own stars. In a fight, heabutts NEVER won. But damn it felt amazing at that moment.
/And no headaches after/ Leroy snorted, /I got you./
Oh thank god.
She was so busy internalizing with her weapon that Peyton's hit came not only as a shock, but it hurt. She was spun, stabbed and torn through.
At least her coat was. Flesh was still intact, but would have some small bruising. That was thanks to the FEAR shield after all.
She couldn't return the favor this time, darting back and shooting back in Peyton's shield.
The grin returned, "You hit harder then you look Peyton, If I'm not careful, You'll take me down."
Nevada: 35/50
Damage: 6
Charge: 3/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 7:05 am
Thin arms snapped up to take the brunt of the damage from the shot, but she was grinning when they lowered. "Well, Sun. I've got a reputation to uphold, you know." Which was an ironic thing to say, considering her next darting jab went wide. "Well now that's just embarrassing," she groaned out, before succumbing to a chuckle. HP: 28 DMG: 0 CHG: 2/3 | 0/2
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 8 12-sided dice:
11, 9, 2, 4, 12, 6, 7, 2
Total: 53 (8-96)
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Posted: Sat Mar 01, 2014 3:05 pm
"Sun's and their reputations." She teased, glad that the hit dodged off her shield. She didn't feel pain, so she didn't even think twice about what to do next.
The runes were flaring, gathering...
/Remember what happened last time...be careful./
She pointed the gun at Peyton. "I just hate to lose." She would've winked, if she could, firing the charge at Peyton. A long thin beam pierced her shield, much like a laser, cutting as close as the fear shield allowed...It only last a couple of seconds though before the beam widened then rebounded to her shield.
It hurt, god it hurt but not like it had before. She was more prepared for the recoil, hands only shaking a little as she lowered the gun and tried to pat herself down.
"You okay over there?" She just wanted to make sure though, seeing as the last time she used the charge, both Stormy and Finn had been severely damaged.
Nevada: 27/50 (8 Damage to self)
Damage: 15
Charge: 3/3 Using Y2 GC.
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 9:12 am
Peyton might have said something cheeky back, but Nevada's next attack made any sassy comeback quite impossible. Lavender eyes widened a second before the pain hit, then she shrieked as that blast of energy sizzled and ate across her shield and through to the petite body underneath. It hurt. God it hurt, and it knocked her clean off her feet, body hitting the dirt hard as she sucked in a gasping breath and bit back a second scream, only for it to come out in a pained, angry hiss of a snarl as she rolled onto her side. "Jesus Christ! Nev, you hit ******** hard." It was said through clenched teeth, small frame unfolding as she got up on hands and knees before getting feet under her again. For a second or two she was shaky, then she was steady again, hands up and ready. Peyton was still a Sun though, and hurt or not, cracked pride or not, she wasn't ready to throw in the towel. She darted forward, not quite her usual speed, but enough to let her slip in under the Mist's arm to slam the spiked knuckles of her left fist into the other girl's ribs. < Be mindful, we can't take a whole lot more.> I know, but we can't just give up either.< No, we certainly can't.> HP: 13 DMG: 5 CHG: 3/3 | 0/2
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Pixie Nyxie rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Mar 03, 2014 10:32 am
She didn't feel comfortable with the scream, wondering if her weapon had gotten through the shield. When Peyton made a small comment back, she tried to think of it as a compliment.
"I tend to think's cause I have a gun." She hissed as the girl invaded her space again, ducking under her arm and hitting her rib cage. Another bruise...Ouch.
She pushed Peyton back for space. Bring her leg up for a kick instead of actually shooting the girl this time.
"Your fear shield..." She breathed out, "I know suns are reckless, are you doing okay?"
Nevada: 22/50
Damage: 6
Charge: 1/3
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Beejoux rolled 11 4-sided dice:
1, 4, 2, 2, 2, 4, 4, 2, 3, 2, 4
Total: 30 (11-44)
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 9:51 am
Peyton moved to catch the kick with her arm, blocking it from anything vital, but it still stung. "Oh don't worry about me, I got a little more left in me before I have to throw in the towel. Suns were reckless, Peyton was no exception. She probably should have called it right then and there, but she couldn't. She had to keep going, just one more rush. One more hit. And it had count. Warrick rolled through her thoughts to reminder that he was there. He was absolutely buzzing now, filled to the brim with Fear and just waiting for the chance to let it all out. Why deny him? Charging forward, Peyton cocked her hand back for a jab and Warrick fed all that Fear right back into her. The punch was quick, but she caught the barrel of Nevada's riffle. Metal clanged against metal, scrapping as knuckles and spikes slid along the length, and it threw her off. She jabbed again, but the strike went wide. All that potential, all that extra speed and energy, and it was wasted. The first miss had thrown her, the second made her stop all together, and she gave a frustrated growl as she hopped back and away. "Well now that is just straight up disappointing." Now she just seemed deflated. HP: 7 DMG: Swing and miss! CHG: 0/3 | 1/2
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 10:09 am
Nevada hated the sound of metal against metal, and knew Leroy did as well. Scraping along his beautiful barrel, she could all but hear the future lectures of him telling her that he was meant to be taken care of, not scraped like that.
Since the charge missed, and Peyton was looking a bit dejected, Nev desummoned her weapon, returning to it's hair pin form and smiling at Peyton. She didn't like breaking fear shields, so she wasn't going too.
"Don't be upset Peyton!" Nevada hissed as she felt the bruises from the battle forming. Made her sore. "You made me hobble like a old lady at least..." She was teasing before she took a seat in the middle of the ground. "Perfect time for a old lady to nap."
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Posted: Thu Mar 13, 2014 10:22 am
Warrick disappeared as Nevada's weapon returned to his totem. The gold rings returned to her thumbs, and she idly rotated one out of habit. "I guess there's that." She never liked losing, but at least the Myst didn't rub it in at all. "And we did get a nice little work out." Disappointment gave way to acceptance, and she finally smiled despite herself. Brows arched curiously as the taller girl sank down to take a seat on the ground, and she laughed, a hand coming up to rub at the back of her neck. "Are you going to take a nap right there? I figure a bed would be more comfortable."
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