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 Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 2:59 pm
Claude would receive a text message at around noon one day:lucyal Text to Claude:hey come spar with me again I need a partner and I'm bored
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 3:10 pm
kuuropii Text to Chance:Rude. I'm not here for your entertainment. There was a pause, followed by another message. Quote: Text to Chance:What's the magic word?
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 3:34 pm
lucyal Text to Claude:I'll buy you a drink
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 3:46 pm
kuuropii Text to Chance:Off island I hope.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 3:50 pm
lucyal Text to Claude:but of course (;
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Lucyal rolled 1 20-sided dice:
2
Total: 2 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 4:02 pm
kuuropii Text to Chance:You're good. Be there at the fields in 5. Claude chuckled softly as she slipped her phone into the pocket of her jeans, and got up from her bed where she was reading. She didn't need to be bribed, but it was another thing to look forward to none the less. The trainee stretched, and then pulled on her coat and boots before she made her way out to the training field, her thumbs hooked into the pockets of her jeans. "Hey." She greeted once he was in range. "You ready?" She summoned her pistol as she asked.
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kuropeco rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 4:11 pm
Chance arrived a few moments before she did, all the while looking as pleased as punch to see that his little persuasion techniques had worked. Dressed in a pair of black leggings, a white teeshirt, and a starry blue sweater, he ambled towards Claude as she neared and smiled a lazy, catlike smile at her.
"Don't miss this time," he said cheerfully, waving an arrow in her direction.
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 4:18 pm
" Har har." She dead panned back at him with a flat expression. She then smirked lightly, and pulled up her pistol, but didn't fire yet. "The same goes for you, Master Gunner. We better be more spot on today too, if you want to make it to our shift on time."
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 4:35 pm
"Right, right," said Chance mildly, waving the arrow casually before stringing it into the bow. "Okay, so now the real question is - what is the winner going to buy the loser?"
He released the arrow without actually looking where he was aiming, still contemplating something inside of his head.
HP: 40
DMG: 9
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 4:47 pm
Claude gave Chance a look, one that even called for a quirked brow to say excuse me. "Feeling cocky, eh, Chance?" Though as soon as those words left her mouth, he had every right to be. She also, thinking back on it, had been building up this stroke of karma right before the spar. Ah, fate, such a b***h you were. The trainee staggered under the hit, but took it in stride. She was always, in her spars with Chance anyways, amused. She raised her pistol and fired off a shot, only managing, like usual, to clip him. HP: 31 / 40
DMG: 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 5:39 pm
Chance glanced over, realized where his arrow had gone, and blinked in mild surprise.
"Well, that was unexpected," he said, and then grinned, managing to nimbly dodge most of Claude's shot. The bullet still managed to graze his leg before dissipating, and Chance threaded another arrow into existence, tugging it carefully along the wire.
"You totally didn't answer my question."
HP: 37
DMG: 0
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 5:44 pm
"You have a wonderful habit of doing something unexpected at least once every time we spar..." Claude mused. She fired off her pistol again, but as usual, didn't even hit the broad side of a barn, much less her sparring partner. "Shouldn't be...what the loser is going to buy the winner?" She continued to muse, answering his question, sort of, with a small smirk. "Or...are you implying you're going to be the winner, since you already owe me a drink?" HP: 31 / 40
DMG: 0
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 2
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 5:58 pm
"What can I say, I'm just full of surprises," said Chance, waving his arms out to the side and smiling broadly. "But that's kind of not true, really, let's face it - I am, in fact, an open book, Claude, haven't you learned this by now? Sparring is just a weird way of expressing myself."
Her bullet missed, and Chance was still holding onto the arrow he'd strung without actually firing it.
"Okay, okay," he said. "How about this - loser owes whoever wins a favor, to be redeemed at any time?"
HP: 37
DMG: 0
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 6:00 pm
Claude clucked her tongue. "Ah, ah...you being an open book isn't entirely true, either, Chance..." She started, and then narrowed her eyes at him. " Tears." She was still waiting to find out what that meant. Her narrowed gaze softened as quickly as it came, and she fired off another shot (that actually hit this time what a surprise). "Alright." She agreed, not having a problem with this in the slightest. Sparring was always amusing with Chance, but now it had that much more incentive for the promise of a favor. HP: 31 / 40
DMG: 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 6:48 pm
His look was genuinely curious for a second, almost taken a back, because he wasn't entirely certain what she was referring to - he was pretty damn open about everything, wasn't he?
But then he caught on to what she was saying and he snorted with laughter, flashing Claude a grin.
"Still not saying nothing yet," he said, twisting almost out of the line of fire but not quite. He shifted his hold on the bow and dragged an arrow back, eyes narrowing in Claude's direction.
"Good, so we're in agreement. So, after this we're going to see the fish, right?" he asked, letting the arrow fly - though not very well.
HP: 34
DMG: 2
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