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Bittiface rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 2 (1-20)
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 Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 5:43 pm
Dylon hopped from one foot to the other, shaking out his wrists in time. Warming up was just ebbing down, and it was time to spar. He'd flagged down the first hunter to come across him while stalking the fields; a short English boy who seemed a little sullen looking.
"Big smiles, buddy! Let's party!" Dylon called, summoning Vahn's twin katars.
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kuropeco rolled 1 20-sided dice:
3
Total: 3 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 5:45 pm
It had been a very long time since Gale had been out to the training fields - which was a little sad and kind of pathetic, but that was beside the point. He had decided, however, to take the morning to getting back and shape (all of that Christmas candy had to be worked off somehow).
He had not, however, expected to be accosted by an unfamiliar black haired boy. Gale blinked slowly up at him.
"Er," he said. "...you mean spar? I guess we could..."
Jinhai was already summoned, and Gale gestured a little uselessly to the other boy.
"What's your name?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 6:02 pm
"I'm Dylon." He grinned, bringing his weapons up in defence. "I appreciate this, man! What's your name?"
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 11
Total: 14 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 6:04 pm
"Gale," he said, and offered the faintest hint of a smile, though it was slightly wary. "It's nice to meet you, Dylon."
He brought Jinhai around and readjusted his hold, wondering if this would be a good idea or not; having such a long range weapon tended to be a hassle sometimes.
"You been here long, Dylon?" Gale asked, as he fired off the first shot.
HP: 60
DMG: 8
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 6:20 pm
HP: 32/40
Damage: a whole lot of NOPEThinking he could dodge a bullet was a bit silly, in hindsight. To be fair, he'd spent a good chunk of his dodging window staring at the giant sniper rifle. "Um, yes! For aboooout~" He did the math in his head, running to avoid the gun and get in close. "A year and a half, almost?" He was of course still a trainee, as evidenced by his simple coat.
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 6:51 pm
Maybe he should bring it down a notch. Gale flushed slightly.
"A year and a half is a pretty long time, and that's good," he said, tilting his head thoughtfully as he glanced at Dylon. "Are you doing well with your weapon? I know sometimes bonding with them can be...awkward. It took me a good long while to get used to Jinhai here," he added, indicating the rifle as he took another shot.
HP: 60
DMG: 5
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 6:55 pm
HP: 27/40 Damage: 8 "Sometimes it's a little trying." < > Vahn huffed in a gruff and irritable voice.
"We're not exactly BFF material. Heh!" He ran at Gale as he was shot, bringing up Vahn in an uppercut aimed at Gale's arm. It was followed by a right hook.
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-24)
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:19 pm
Gale tried to sidestep Dylon's next swing, but the other was too fast, and his weapon slammed into Gale's arm first, and then a quick uppercut that made his head snap backwards. Staggering a little where he stood, Gale swung the rifle around, arching his brows.
Not bad, for a trainee, he thought, and gripped the barrel of the gun, holding it like a baseball bat instead.
"Have you ever tried using the weapon golems?" he asked, and swung hard at Dylon's leg. "Sometimes those can help you bond a bit more with, er...troublesome weapons."
HP: 52
DMG: 9
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 3:21 am
Dylon yelped, leaping back a pace or two. That hit to the leg really did sting something awful. He hopped on his good leg a couple of times, waiting for the shield to absorb the rest of the pain. "Oh yeah?" <
"Sounds like a good idea!" The young man righted himself and shot forward again, swinging his blades in an attempt to disarm Gale again.
HP: 18/40
Damage: 5
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 1
Total: 10 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 8:27 pm
"Just be careful," said Gale, as Dylon's blade smacked into his arm. He let out a sharp gasp of pain and stumbled back (in spite of his heightened status as a full Hunter, he was, in fact, still quite a bit shorter than the other young man, which was a disadvantage that Gale would have preferred not to exist).
"Weapon golems can only be out for a certain amount of time before they melt, so make sure if you decide to use them, you get your weapon back to its rightful state within the time limit," Gale said. "But it's actually relatively interesting to be able to see them as they once were - sort of."
He swung the gun like a bat again, directed towards Dylon's shoulder this time.
"And speaking face to face can sometimes help you get things out in the open, since you can see each other."
HP: 47
DMG: 4
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 5
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 8:35 pm
"Yikes! I'll keep that in mind." Dylon seemed all for it. Vahn was a little hesitant. Dylon winced, the hit to his shoulder making things difficult. Vahn of course growled at Dylon to work through the pain. Typical of the werewolf. Dylon wondered if he'd ever been a fitness coach in another life. He stabbed at Gale's dominant arm after the hit, holding the arm soon after and yanking Gale away to the side to expose his back. There, he tried to land a kick in an attempt to knock him off balance. HP: 14/40 Damage: 6
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 9:29 pm
Dylon was doing very well, all things considered; Gale was relatively impressed by his ability to both defend himself and attack without too much hesitation. It was rare these days to find a trainee as willing to work as Dylon was, and the approval went up another notch.
His arm vibrated with the impact, and then Gale felt something smack against his back. He staggered forward and fell to his knees, gasping for breath, and twisted, smacking the butt of his gun into one of Dylon's ankles.
"You're already doing pretty well, from what I see. Do you like Deus?"
HP: 41
DMG: 2
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Bittiface rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 9:48 pm
Dylon jumped back. He was grazed but otherwise unharmed by Gale's attempt. "I do! The ladies are fine~ The friends are plentiful." It could use more killer parties and raves, but that was something he walked away from back home. He definitely didn't need that life again. Dylon hooked his blades around Gale's wrist and twisted, a move which he hoped would disarm Gale. HP: 12/40 Damage: 3
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
11, 3
Total: 14 (2-24)
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2015 10:01 pm
He reminded Gale a little bit of Bix; the same impulsive laughter, the same sort of cheerful playfulness. Maybe that was why he found that instead of annoying, as he might have once thought, Gale actually kind of liked Dylon and his rather large personality.
"That's good to hear," he said sincerely, and then was abruptly jerked forward, stumbling. Gale swung the rifle out. "Do you have a girlfriend, then?"
HP: 38
DMG: 8
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2015 9:08 am
Gale's latest attack took some air out of Dylon's lungs. He hunched over with a wheeze, and heeded Vahn's warning; his shield was low. In the field, it was at this point he'd need to heal or fall back. He had a charge to use for the former. However, he didn't wish to drag out a work out longer than was necessary. "Oh, no way!" He grinned. "Cant love all the ladies if I'm committed to just one!" Vahn groaned in irritation. Dylon was either scared of commitment, or he was simply incapable of surpassing one night stand romance. "I think you got me, buddy. You sure pack a wallop." HP: 4/40
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