|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Tue Jan 03, 2017 6:47 am
With a soft grunt, Bestla balanced her be-weighted body on her forearms and felt a moment of thankfulness that she'd thought to bring a pair of running shorts to wear for the times she felt inclined to do modified handstands. Last thing she wanted to do was end up flashing someone, after all.
Another thing to be thankful for, she thought. No one ventured too deep into the Park this late at night. Which make it the perfect time and place to get some serious training in. Grinning a little, she wished she'd brought extra weights to strap to her ankles. Would have made things a lot more interesting if she had.
As she was chunnering to herself and mentally mapping out places to practice her magic, she felt an aura brush against her senses. And since the aura didn't make her feel sick, she decided it was someone on her side.
Therefore, she'd wait politely where she was if they came by to talk.
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 05, 2017 3:37 pm
Slowly, Paris had been getting more and more self confident with his power and the fact he might actually become a full fledged knight one day. One day in the far future sure but one day none the less. Having taken up the mantel of Paris, he was trying his best to use his skull on youma in ways that didn't hurt him. So far it had mostly been, 'open jaw and throw' which tended to drive some of the weaker youma away. A few he could fight, but most 'fights' ended with him hitting it with something like a brick or a branch. He worked with what was available. He also hadn't really.. killed any youma yet. Just driven them off or run away from. He'd also gotten better at the whole 'hey notice someone with power is nearby' senses. Tonight, as he was trying to actually get a feel for it- he did in fact feel something? It didn't make him shiver or feel odd so maybe it was good? Following the feeling, he eventually came into the view of a woman. "Huh." Eloquence, thy name was Paris.
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2017 5:36 am
Spying the oddly dressed dude, Bestla smiled (though she had to imagine it looked kind of weird upside down) and let her body fall and curl. Once her feet were back on the ground, she pushed herself upright and waved.
"Hey there! Just wanna double check, you're not gonna like, try to murder me, steal my energy or eat my starseed right?"
What she could sense of his aura told her that he probably wouldn't do any of those things, but she liked to be sure. Besides, she was pretty sure that Negaverse folks didn't run around wearing planetary symbols. And this dude's filled her with glee.
"So what part of Saturn do you come from, bro?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2017 5:02 pm
Paris jumped at the woman's actions then, quickly as her words registered, he let out a stumbling string of denials. "No no, of course not! I'm. I am a squire!" Not a knight, not yet anyway but one day he would be. She seemed to know he was a knight but- "Pa-pa-Paris! Um not France!" Very much not the French capital unfortunately. At least they it might have had people and not of the dead sort. His wonder was just really depressive not that he thought about it. "It's.. its a maze. Sort of. For the dead." Fingers rubbed at the skull in his hands, not sure how to explain just who or what he was. "Um.. what are you doing though? Shouldn't you be um... ah.. patrolling?" AKA that thing he wasn't doing either. "I haven't sensed anyone aside from you. And no one has screamed... yet at least."
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 5:51 am
"No one screaming is a good thing," Bestla answered cheerfully. And since he was relatively safe, she moved in to get a closer look at Paris. Besides, a maze for the dead sounded sort of interesting. Grim, but interesting.
"I'd like to hear more about your maze sometime, Paris," she said with a smile as she put her hand out. "My name is Bestla and from what the Google says, my planet is one of Saturn's moons. Haven't been there yet, though. And as for what I'm doing," now her smile turned into a wide grin as she pointed at the weights strapped to her wrists and ankles. "This is training. I patrol every other night."
For a moment, she went quiet, simply staring at the self-identified squire. She usually kept to herself and was kind of curious to see what a knight type could do.
"Say, I don't suppose you'd like to spar a little? Just for funsies?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2017 7:02 pm
Paris would thank her later. A moon of Saturn- did that make her some distant power relative? Maybe. It was doubtful but the squire was never sure of anything magical these days. "Um." He didn't get what she meant by training. Wasn't that something you did in a gym or- "Oh." It dawned on him just what she was saying and asking and all of the sudden, waves of anxiety rolled down his back. Sparring was dangerous and his weapon.. was bad. Just like him. They'd both go down with the fumes. Plus it didn't sound fun at all. "Okay." However Paris was a yes man, and just couldn't say no to someone who was being nice to him. Setting the skull down he stood there, uncertain. "Um." He lifted arms like he'd seen on TV. "Come at me?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 3:29 am
Taking note of how unsure he seemed, Bestla smiled and reached out to give his arm a friendly pat. Was he scared? If so, she couldn't figure out why. Squires were the equivalent of a super senshi, weren't they? By right, she should be nervous of him.
And then he brought his arms up. Oh dear.
"Paris, do you do much fighting," she asked softly. He looked like something off of some TV show. Which meant he was either messing with her or... or he needed help. "I know a few good defense moves I could teach you if you want?"
Even though she offered help, she still came at him, holding her own arms in tight until she saw a potential opening and struck for his side. And even then, she was careful to pull her punch so if it connected it would feel a little friendlier.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2017 2:35 pm
A shake of his head, the boy fought the way any terrified young man did. By running away. The punch went as well as one might expect, Paris stumbling and gasping for air despite how light it was. He hadn't even attempted to block it properly. He just didn't know how."I- ow." He tried to not look so pathetic but even he knew it was a bit of a lost cause. "Please!" He nearly yelled it. "Teach me how to fight!" He held up his arms at the ready, he had to get better. He had to become worthy of the title. He had to bestrong enough to have the right to be called a knight one day. He lunged forward, throwing his body forward into a punch- it wasn't much but- it was something.
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 3:52 am
The smallest of gneeps escaped Bestla when Paris yelled. Blinking, she wondered what on earth she'd started asking him to spar. And by the time he lunged at her, she was still distracted and barely avoided the worst of the punch.
Rubbing gingerly at her shoulder, Bestla held up a hand in a time out gesture.
"Easy there, bro. I'm happy to help you, but we gotta be a little more organized than this. And we definitely gotta teach you some defense moves. So. Tell me which you'd rather focus on for now."
Privately, she was hoping he'd want to learn how to throw a proper punch. Granted, he'd gotten her, but he'd left himself so wide open that it scared her. She was afraid he'd come up against someone bigger and meaner and try too hard. Then, poof! No more Paris. The thought made her stomach churn.
"Your punch isn't terrible, but we can make it better if you like," she offered.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 2:58 pm
Paris, as Bestla was quick to discover, was exceptionally high strung. And while they might have made basic progress, the squire was rather a novice at all things self defense related. Tending to simply hit wildly and poorly at that. At the very least, by the end of her little lesson, he could sort of dodge. "Uh. um. How did I er... do..." His only goal had been 'not die'. So far, he'd be lucky to just not end up in a hospital. But he could semi- dodge now. Small miracles, baby steps in progress. DaisyMilk hand waving training and a bit o spar
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 3:08 pm
Feeling decidedly worn out and possibly bruised from a few wild punches, Bestla reached out a hand and gave Paris a friendly shoulder thump. She would, no doubt about it, need a long, hot soak when she got home. But she'd also managed to help someone. So yay!
"You did fine, sweetie. Just keep practicing and hit me up whenever you wanna do a bit of back and forth. Maybe practice somersaults too in your free time? Now, I want you to go home and relax, okay? Take some advil or tylenol, take a hot shower and unwind. Trust me, it'll help a lot."
Smiling, she gave his shoulder another friendly pat. If he could get over being so nervous, he'd do just fine. Throwing the knight a friendly wink and wave, she turned around to start cleaning up the area, so it wouldn't be obvious anyone had been there.
"Remember what I said about the hot shower! Otherwise, you'll stiffen up and feel like hell tomorrow."
iStoleYurVamps Shall we call this a wrap then? ♥
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 7:00 pm
Nodding in silence at her advice he bagen to the walk home. It was only a long time later that he'd realize he really was going to regret taking as many punches as he had. People would think he'd gotten into another fight again. While not wrong, he was very tired of being asked if he was being bullied.
|
|
|
|
|
|
iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
