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 Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 8:10 pm
It was a bright, sunny day out on Deus island. Not exactly ideal for training, but Peyton didn't usually let weather get in the way of her regiment. Instead she dressed appropriately. That meant the girl was down to a pair of light jogging shorts and a sports bra, the t-shirt she'd started the day with laying on the grass near the training dummies with a half full bottle of water. Or what was left of the training dummies. She'd demolished one - it lay in splinters and bits in a wide circle around her feet. - and had moved onto a second one. Really, she'd have preferred live opponent, but there hadn't been anyone else down there when she'd arrived.
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Posted: Wed Jul 09, 2014 11:34 pm
Maebe had seen someone at the training grounds, and hurried to head over and challenge them for some sparring practice. But when she'd seen what Peyton had done to the dummies, she slowed down, and second guessed her life choices. "I was going to ask if you'd like to spar, but." Maebe appreciated the view of Peyton's well toned little body, but still seemed hesitant to start a fight with her. "I don't want to get turned into roast beef."
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 3:32 pm
Maebe's voice pulled the petite Sun around and she flashed the other blonde a bright grin. "Aw hey!" Maybe she'd get herself an opponent after all, and the poor dummies would catch a break. The hesitation inspired a soft chuckle, and Peyton was bouncing on the balls of her feet, keeping her heart rate up. "Come on, you're a moon, and I haven't gotten to spar against you yet." There was a playfully pleading tone to her voice. "I'm not gunna turn you into cold cuts."
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Nio Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 10, 2014 8:12 pm
"You say that, but I'm not sure I believe you." Nonetheless, Maebe summoned Thaw into her hands, the trident unfurling it's little metal wings before they hardened into a protective shell for her. "I'm not asking you to take it easy, of course." She flashed a toothy smile. "You know full well I like it rough."
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 10:16 am
The daintier of the pair smirked, clearly pleased that Maebe could see the violent potential in all that small, pretty packaging. "I'm not sure it's in me to take it easy, specially not against freshly promoted Moon." Her hands tightened on Warrick, red runes flaring brightly.
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 7
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 8:00 pm
Maebe knew that size did not matter when it came to Peyton's ability. It only mattered when it came to men. So she poised herself carefully, waiting for the exact moment Peyton looked ready to fight, and she lunged. The trident's hit was clean, right into her middle, keeping Peyton at bay while damaging the hell out of her shield. HP: 50 Damage: 9 Charge: 1/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 9:08 pm
That was what she liked to see! Maebe hit hard right out the ******** gate, and Peyton's small frame folded over the head of the trident as it sank home, knocking the wind from her lungs and effectively holding her at bay, at least for a few precious seconds. It was powerful, and it hurt, but it made the smaller blonde smile. This was going to be one hell of a fight. HP: 41 DMG: wat is this bs CHG:-
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 10
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Fri Jul 11, 2014 10:38 pm
Peyton was smiling, clearly happy to see that Maebe wasn't going to be some moonie pushover, but Maebe was still moving, pulling back on her trident and throwing her weight into yet another stab. This time, her heels dug into the ground, planting herself to deliver an even stronger blow. She snuck that one in. Playing fair was for losers. HP: 50 Damage: 10 Charge: 2/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:13 pm
Well s**t, this wasn't going the way she'd hoped, at all. Maebe hit like a ton of bricks, and she wasn't sorry about it either. Two could play at that game. If Maebe wanted to play rough, Peyton could oblige. Digging her toes in, she braced, getting her balance, before charging at the taller blonde at full speed. A left feint, just enough to get head of Thaw moving, then the dainty Sun was pivoting right, one delicate hand cocked back. Spiked knuckles came around to slam into the other girl's side, a rib hit that would bruise despite an untouched shield. HP: 31 DMG: 10 CHG: 1/3
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:19 pm
Maebe had been expecting a wallop of a hit to come from Peyton at some point, but even knowing it was coming could not prepare her for the strength of the hit against her body. Maebe crumbled inwards, both her and Thaw dropping down onto the floor as she struggled to catch her breath, which had been knocked readily out of her.
Peyton, the little girl with the sweet smile, hit like a truck. Maebe knew she was going to both feel - and possibly see - that in the morning.
"Well. I suppose I deserved that." She chuckled out, picking herself back up off of the floor and brushing herself off. "I knew you were going to show me up eventually."
Thaw was prodded into Peyton's shield, but it was a weak and careful thing, keeping herself at maximum distance for safety while she continued to recover from Peyton's attack. "You just. Stay over there, why don't you." She urged the woman in a sarcastic tone, as she prodded Peyton playfully.
HP: 40
Damage: 2
Charge: 3/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 10
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:31 pm
She'd seen people crumple from a hit before, but it never ceased to elicit a combination of guilt and satisfaction that was quite impossible to describe. Peyton watched as Thaw hit the ground followed by Maebe's knees, and the corners of her lips twitched, very subtly up, then down. When the other girl got back to her feet, giving her an almost delicate prod with her trident, Peyton laughed. "Oh yeah, I'll just stand here and let you poke at me 'til my shield breaks." Naw. She lunged again, this time not bothering to feign her intent in the least. An uppercut was brought up and aimed directly for Maebe's stomach. HP: 29 DMG: 6 CHG: 2/3
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Nio Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:33 pm
"That doesn't sound like a bad idea-"
Peyton, quick and light on her feet, had socked Maebe in the tender stomach and knocked the breath right out of her again. The girl stood her ground this time, using Thaw to hold herself steady before stretching out the ache of this next hit. She didn't expect anything less from Peyton - and she enjoyed the burn of her middle section, reminding her that she was getting a severe, and painful lesson.
She grinned, and moved to prod gently with her trident again. Or at least, that was how it looked at first. She had no intention of simply prodding, as she widened her stance and surged forward, slamming Thaw into Peyton's middle as hard and as fast as she could.
She felt the growl of impatience from her weapon, demanding that she let him defend her from any further attack, but she was holding back until she saw those runes on her friends weapon glow. She knew that whatever Peyton had in store for her was going to hurt a lot more than a punch to the gut.
HP: 34
Damage: 10
Charge: 3/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 9
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:39 pm
Oh Maebe, you pretty little liar. What she thought was another good-natured, light prod turned out to be a severe impaling. Peyton felt the prongs sink home as she doubled over the head of the weapon, and she wheezed out a sound of pain as Thaw was jerked free. God, the b***h had been training, and it ******** showed.
But this was what she had wanted. Not some careful little slap and tickle spar, but a real, down and dirty, knock out, no hold brawl. Maebe gave it to her, and even as she clutched at her stomach, straightening slowly, she couldn't help the twisted little grin that pulled at her lips.
She saw the flare of the runes on the trident, knew what they meant, and knew she had to go all out if she wanted any chance of winning. Her shield was suffering, every hit hurt a little more, and she knew Maebe had the advantage at the moment.
A left hook took the tall blonde in the right shoulder, spikes sinking home, but they were a distraction for the slash of her right blade from wrist to elbow. Drop the weapon, hesitate, flinch.
Warrick gave an energized howl in her head, and crimson flared along her twin blades. She didn't need his voice in her head urging her to let all that energy free, she was already planning on it.
HP: 19
DMG: 7
CHG: 3/3
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Nio Love rolled 1 4-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-4)
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 8:43 pm
The grin on Peyton's face told a tale, and Maebe stepped back after her next hit struck solidly. Her expression strained with much more careful hesitation, hoping to be fast enough before another giant ball of fire or some other such dangerously destructive attack came hurtling towards her. So she hopped back a few more steps to be safe, and slammed Thaw down into the dirt. His prongs disappeared into the ground, and from their pierced edge the ground began to crack red with fire. Hard edged angles cracked as the fire moved down, around Maebe in a semi-circle. The red flared to white, as the power of her Fear attack flooded the ground with fire that soared up into the air in a flickering wall of flame.
Thaw sounded like he was purring, in her mind. She was kind of embarrassed for him.
HP: 27
Damage: 0
Charge: Used
Barrier: 1 turn, 15/15 HP Defended
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Beejoux rolled 1 8-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-8)
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2014 9:02 pm
<She's Moon, Screechheart.>
Warrick's voice was a warning, and it was just enough to make the girl hesitate in her assault. Maebe hopped back and away, slamming the end of her weapon into the dirt and tearing a long fissure along the training field that erupted with fire. It reminded her of America's charge, but whereas that had been an explosion, this was a barrier.
<You won't touch her while she's behind that, and she hit's like a ********' brick. Be ready.> He growled it at her, a low purr that betrayed his want for her to release the Fear they'd collected, but despite that want he was urging her to hold fast, to wait.
Best partner ever," she purred back to him, taking a couple of steps away from Maebe's wall of fire and hunkering down, arms up and ready, to defend against whatever the other Intermediate decided to throw at her the second that fire faded.
HP: 19
DMG: psych
DEF: 5
CHG: 3/3
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