[1v1] Berk Berk Berk OH JACK MY HAIR (Danny + Demi) [FIN]

[chiickadee]

She had broken it off with him.

WHAP.

She had told him no.

WHAP.

So why did she feel like crap?

Danny had spent the past hour in the gym punching the same spot on a punching bag over and over and over again. She couldn't help it. It was the first time she'd been in a bad mood for a long time. How could she not be though? She'd broken up with her first boilfriend. It wasn't something she'd experienced before.

WHAP.

The punching bag seemed to be taking the brunt of her attacks. Her practice gloves were already heated, small holes tearing in her gloves from the flames trying to break through. After a while there was no set of gloves to be found, just a small pile of ash on the ground, and Danny continuing to punch the bag with her bare hands.  

[Bloodlust Dante]

All was peaceful, no music and no levi trying to tail hug him, damien was glad that life was getting back to normal around here. Nothing but the sweet, fresh air in his lungs as the hellhound took in a deep breath.

And caught a whiff of something burning. the unmistakeable scent of charred materials was faint, but still wafting in the air. And it made his lassie senses tingle. The hound whirled around in circles trying to catch where it was coming from, the sense of danger and it was from the one place where danger was mostly allowed.

It was coming from the gym.

"HOLD ON TIMMY, I'LL GET YOU OUT OF THE WELL!" the pup shouted as he made tracks for the supposedly burning building. Yet after getting there and being denied of the heroic rescue canine mission he was hoping for, the boil peeked his head in past the double sided doors to see what was the matter. Green eyes blinked as the flame ghoul came into view, viciously jabbing at the poor bag in the air.

And the poor pile of ash nestled at Danny's feet. He was sure those gloves had hopes and dreams, and she killed it with her flames. never the less, it was time for a doggy-vention.

"What are you doing?" came the confused reply at the door where the pup refused to walk further in. he didn't want to take the chance of becoming ash too.  

[chiickadee]

"PUNCHING ... A BAG," she yelled without meaning to. It seemed her feelings were just all coming out at once. "WHAT DOES ... IT LOOK ... LIKE." She let out a little shriek and kicked the bag.

Finally she turned to Demi, panting and gave him a sharp look, one that was all but foreign to Danny's face. "What do you want?"  

[Bloodlust Dante]

Demi had to give it to danny, obvious answer was indeed obvious. Innocent ears flicked at the sound of the shrilly ghoul assaulting the bag and shrunk back behind the door, hoping that it was at the very least, fire retardant.

"Uh...... giving it a very violent hug?" he said lamely, and waved his tail in the air quickly. "I come in peace, don't set me ablaze, i just wanted to make sure this place wasn't burned down!" it came out in a jumble of words and interlaced with the occasional whine. This was angry danny.

or at least danny who might be more of a pyromaniac on her monthly trick or bleeding. Not one that he wanted to piss off.  

[chiickadee]

She continued to punch the bag while he talked, but stopped when she noticed one of her knuckles had cut from sheer tenacity. Ouch. Okay. Maybe it was time to stop.

Danny was in a bad mood though. Maybe it was time to stop punching the back, but it wasn't making her feel any better to stop. Her eyes passed over the small sparring ring to her right. Well there was an option. "Wanna fight?" she said, dully taking her hair out of its pony tail. Damn it was getting long.

Her face softened into something far more Danny-like when she noticed just how frightened Puppy was. Okay she didn't mean to do that. She was mad at Rikki, not Puppy. "Ughhh sorry," she grunted, "I'm just ... I don't know." She still wasn't quite ready to admit it to anyone.  

[Bloodlust Dante]

Demi blinked at the sudden prospect. Sudden indeed. "Uh........" came the blankfaced reply as his mind was racing.

-Should i?-
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!!
:3 playtime? yesh.

It didn't take long for them to bicker in his head as grey eyes went back to green and blinked furiously at the motion. "I guess we are ok with it." he said, rubbing at the nape of his neck. the ghoul obviously had something to get off her fiery chest.

but he watched as the fire in her eyes slowly calmed down and sighed out an apology. "its fine." he said almost instinctively, the words already flying out from his mouth. "Guess you need to, clear your head, ill help." Demi stated, stretching out his limbs and crouching low to the ground.

This was for her, she needed an outlet and he was fine with assisting her, better than her burning something. "Ready when you are."  

[chiickadee]

We? Danny looked around. No, there was definitely only one Puppy in the room. Well, nevermind that. Maybe he just misspoke. That was it. Maybe a fairy had wandered in or something and she just hadn't seen 'em yet.

He took an odd sort of half stance, which Danny thought looked very odd. Why was he waving his butt around in the air like that? Hahaha, silly puppy. You look so silly!

She held up two fists and took a sort of half stance. It was a bit sloppy, but she wasn't really trying hard. Lately she had felt tired all the time, and just exhausted with everything. Maybe the more she hit things the better she'd feel.  

[Bloodlust Dante]

Demi only looked silly for a shot while, until legs sprang into action and all the training of bruteball kicked in for a tackle. The sudden movement and the tinier body of Danny made the pup yelp in alarm as he lost his own center of gravity and clung onto the long flowing hair.

It didn't help much, but it was better than falling over by himself. She had so much of it, he could only wonder what it would be like if she had fur too.

ew.

Hp: 40
dmg: 8
fear: yo mama'  

[chiickadee]

Danny tumbled to ground as Demi tackled her, hitting the ground with a dull thud. Ouuuuuch that felt like- "OWWWWWWWWW MY HAIR," she screamed.

God that hurt. Why had she taken it down again?

Okay focus. First things first. Kick Demi off her.

Her legs arched out from under her and she slammed him off of her. That was bound to do some damage.

HP: 32
Damage: 9
Status: Ballin'.  

[Bloodlust Dante]

((YOUR DAMAGE IS NOT 40 YOU DERP))

Gravity was mean and so was danny's feet as Demi loud out another cry of indignation as the foot jabbed him away from the fire demon.

But left his tangled hand still in her locks that yanked at her head as he got pushed away further. All the belts and chain he wore on his arms and legs, it was bound to happen one day. How Nyikki dealt with it, he had no clue.

"Stop kicking at me you giant walking lighter!" he huffed out and cruelly yanked his arm and the hair that it was coiled around, again. Danny was tender-headed, who knew?

Hp: 31
dmg: 4
fear: yo mama'  

[chiickadee]

AhhhhhoowwwwwOWWWWW.

Danny was suddenly flinging forward with Demi, as he yanked her hair. She didn't even have time to put it up or anything, she was too mad at him for causing so much pain. She was already jackin' annoyed, and he wasn't making it better. Maybe this fight was a bad idea.

Either way, just following her momentum, she fell right on top of Demi. At least she had a cushion. He had the floor.

HP: 28
Damage: 2 (in other words, 40)
Status: Ballin'.  

[Bloodlust Dante]

The floor Demi did have. It liked him alot, plus there weren't many scents in this area. and gravity helped the canine student bump his head on the surface with a whimper and found a demon trying to play tatzel with his body.

It was not made for bouncing or for tailhugs! With a look of irritation, he flicked the ghoul off, by tugging her fiery brunette locks away from his own earth brown ones.

Was he still gong to drag her around by the hair on her chinny chin... head?

CHET-UBETCHA.

Hp: 29
dmg: 0
fear: yo mama'  

[chiickadee]

Danny was knocked sideways by Demi's push. She took a moment to steady herself, then turned aggressively on the boil, a new fire sparking in her eyes.

"That all you got puppy?"

HP: 28
Damage: 400000000000
Status: n/a  

[Bloodlust Dante]

"M' not a puppy!" came the indignant reply from the hellhound stomping his foot on the floor like a petulant scareling. How dare dare she that!

he no longer slept in a pup bed by his fathers side.

he was not a puppy nor a runt. Melas took the chance of turmoil in order to tug at the ghouls' hair again and brought a boot up to meet her instead of his own body.

there were a few hairs with skin tags pulled out and in his grasp, but it was only a few, right?

Hp: 29
dmg: 7
fear: yo mama'  

[chiickadee]

O n O

OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
He actually ripped hair our that time. HE ACTUALLY RIPPED HAIR OUT.

If Danny was mad before, she was pissed now. Her left fist lit up in a tiny fireball, and she slammed it against his back. TAKE THAT PUPPYYYY.

Her hair. Oh Jack her hair.

HP: 21
Damage: 5
Status: Highly pissed.