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 Posted: Sun Jun 28, 2015 10:23 pm
Mechanically, at the same time every day if his schedule didn't get in the way, Dawson lumbered towards the training fields to get his daily allotment of practice in. It was easier these days--between Chris' regimen and getting a stronger bond with Syntyche, he had a little less to dread whenever he went to spar or hit the dummy. Today hadn't been hard on the workload, thankfully, so he was spry and ready to smack something around. Especially since physical activity was the easiest way to ignore his anxieties.
Sticking a bud into one ear, he put on his workout playlist and began to stretch. Syn seemed to be doing something similar, anticipating battle.
< Forget the dummy, cub. I'm hungry. >
"Mm." She was half ignored on accident as he started singing along to The Eagles.
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 7:44 am
It was Wednesday, and she'd been terribly neglectful these past three Wednesdays. Claude strode out onto the training field, her impassive lidded gaze scanning the field for one in particular, and he didn't disappoint. Once she located him, her veered in his direction and made her way straight to him. As she drew closer, she could hear him singing, and a brow quirked curiously. Thinking it was possible he wouldn't hear her, Claude circled around into his line of sight, and tilted her head a bit. She then waited, one hand resting on her hip, for him to acknowledge her.
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 12:50 pm
" Ev'ry night when the sun goes down
Just another lonely boy in town
And she's out runnin' 'round~" Dawson smiled a little to himself as he blocked an invisible hit and bashed the dummy's chest as quick as he could, following up with a blow from his elbow on the other side. A hunter's weapon was their primary method of battling of course, but he was learning that a shield wasn't a very mobile weapon; and the human body, augmented by the Fear bond, could be a good supplemental. Wiping sweat off his brow, he turned around to distance himself from the dummy, but as he turned back, he did a double take. Stared. "Cap'n...?" Breaking into a dimpled beam, Dawson desummoned his shield and broke into a run, intent on barreling Claude over in a tackle-hug if she didn't step out of the way.
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 1:18 pm
She did not move, and instead wondered how much this might hurt once he collided and got a hold of her. Claude contemplated this. She could, easily, move to the side...but...on the other hand... She did kind of disappear for a while. She owed it to him. With this in mind, Claude braced herself, and her hand left her hip as both of her hands were held out lightly. Waiting for the big collision.
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Posted: Mon Jun 29, 2015 2:32 pm
The collision was beautiful but a little overwhelming; Dawson nearly sent them both tumbling to the ground in his fervor. "CAP'N!" he crowed loudly, squeezing Claude tight. "Awwwwww, yer alive!" He laughed and shook her a little, almost managing to lift the taller girl off the ground, before letting her go. Dawson's hands remained on her arms as he smiled at her. "Not that I had doubts, 'course, but a fella worries after a bit, y'know? Awwwww~" He snuck in another quick hug. "Where you been?" he asked. "Busy busy?"
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2015 8:46 am
The collision of one solid hunk of Dawson rattled her frame. She felt her tip toes dangling, and she couldn't awkwardly pat him back because he had her arms pinned. She also couldn't help but let out something of an amused, but fond, chuckle. "Yeah. I am. You are, too." And seeing it, especially after what Cameron and Chance told her about the craziness that had happened while she was gone was a relief. She let herself get pulled in for another quick hug, and after she shook one of her arms free and reached up. Her hand hung still in the air for a moment until she reached out and clasped Dawson on the shoulder. "Off Island Observation Post Duty." Claude told him. "Terribly uneventful."
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2015 10:21 am
Even a clasp on the shoulder was met with glee, as Claude was normally so stoic; it was practically the equivalent of a bear hug to him.
"s**t, you've been lucky then," Dawson with a laugh, unable to help himself. Chris was back, now Claude--everything was getting better. "Anyone caughtcha up yet? Things went t'hell in a handbasket fer a while..." He took off his cap to emphasize.
Namely that Shaggy had a haircut and only had dark bristles rather than his beard.
"Oh! Oh oh oh, you wanna pick up our spars? We could talk n' fight. I been gettin' better!" he declared proudly.
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Lucyal rolled 1 20-sided dice:
19
Total: 19 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2015 11:11 am
"Yeah." Claude agreed. "So I've been." She gave a short hum. "I've been given a brief." She told him, which was an invitation for him to add more if he felt like it. When Dawson took off his hat, it was then Claude could take in the full appearance of Dawson... cleaned up. The Sun trainee gave a low whistle. "Damn, Dawson." She murmured, and gestured to him. "What prompted that, hm?" With the invitation to spar, Claude just gave a short nod of her head, and took some steps back, summoning her weapon.
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medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Jun 30, 2015 12:31 pm
"Lousy mind alterin' s**t," Dawson groused as he slapped his hat back on. "Fer a few days we all thought we was beautiful stupid a** models, n' model me figured I was too hairy." RIP, Beardy. And it had taken so long to grow it out too!
Sighing a lament, he summoned his shield and also took a few steps back. "Yer move, Cap'n. Show me you ain' gotten rusty on me!"
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 8:05 pm
Brows rose lightly in surprise. "I haven't heard that." She murmured, and then couldn't help but be amused at the thought of a model Dawson who...got rid of all his facial hair. Also, as humorous as it was, she was glad to have missed that. She wasn't a fan of being out of her mind. She gave him a short nod, and then aimed and fired....giving it a testing shot. She was definitely rusty. HP: 50 / 50
DMG: 2
Charge: 1 / 3
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 10
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Thu Jul 02, 2015 9:06 pm
"Damn lucky only a few my friends saw it on Twitter," Dawson said as he ducked behind his shield. The bullet-projectile-he didn't even know-whatever barely glanced off his shield. He couldn't help but bark a laugh.
"Cap'n!" He grinned innocently as he straightened. "The hell was that? C'mon now." Maybe Claude needed an incentive?
The incentive came in the form of a charging juggernaut.
hp: 48
damage: 8
charge: 1/3
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 5
Total: 13 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 5:11 pm
Twitter. She didn't miss that at all...and actually hadn't checked it in months. She didn't miss anything, she was sure. Aside from more s**t-fests anyways. Claude quirked a brow at Dawson's innocent grin, and was not one to be goaded, but amused none the less. She just gave him a shrug. It was what it was. Though one couldn't ignore the incentive of another large hurtling brick wall. One Claude couldn't avoid. She was knocked off her feet, but managed to save herself with a roll, putting herself back on her feet. She closed one eye and fired at him, pleased when it made a solid hit. HP: 42 / 50
DMG: 7
Charge: 2 / 3
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Jul 05, 2015 6:40 pm
"Yeaaaa-heheheh!"" Dawson still grinned through the pain as the hit landed, egging Claude on. "Nice tickle, Cap'n! Tha' work with the bilge rats back where you was, huh?"
The shot briefly pushed him, but Dawson kept right on charging, bearing down on her like a bull with a matador.
hp: 41
damage: 10
charge: 3/3
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Lucyal rolled 2 10-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 2:50 pm
She couldn't help but give a small snort in amusement. "When did you pick up goading, hm?" There wasn't much more to say, especially as he charged her again, and it knocked the wind out of her. Claude wheezed lightly, and thought the more appropriate question now was where was all this attack power coming from. Her next shot was rather shaky as she took in some more air, but on the bright side, her weapon was charged. HP: 32 / 50
DMG: 3
Charge: 3 / 3medigel Look at all these winning rolls---Dawson u r a train
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 1
Total: 3 (2-20)
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Posted: Wed Jul 08, 2015 8:49 pm
His momentum halted, he fell back as Claude's shot glanced off his shield. There was power, yes, but it took effort; Dawson had to catch his breath and time himself for another assault.
"Goadin'? Naw, I'm jus' messin' with ya, Cap'n," he replied. "My way a'sayin' 'welcome back now get yer a** in gear'!" Like the massive bear hug from before hadn't been enough.
He glanced at the glow of her weapon and tried to shrink behind his shield.
hp: 38
damage: i bet this is where he misses now that u praised him al I FCKN KNEW IT
charge: 3/3
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