[1v1] More cushion for the pushin' (Muka/Needle)

[Enoh Love]

At first she had hinted with words, but then she hinted with clothes, which always seemed to work a little better than anything else. Then, finally, she actually asked, because hinting was only fun for so long. Muka had rarely if ever refused her, so it wasn't entirely surprising that they ended up in the gym.

"I am very excited!" Needle was grinning, her head bowed as she awkwardly tied her hair back into a high pony tail. She wore her part of the matching clothes; a deep red tank top with 'BEAUTY' written on it in white, with a matching bow underneath, and three quarter black track pants. Once her hair was tied back safely, she leaned close to him again, hopping onto her toes to plant a kiss to his cheek.

"Thank you for this, my dearest." Pivoting on her toes, she then moved a foot or two away from him, wanting to keep a little distance between them for now. "Whenever you are ready!"

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rolled a 9 in chat because i am le dumb
[We are Hallowchatter] (10:49:31 AM): sanguincarn rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
Enoh Love (10:49:33 AM): that is my roll

 

[iloveyouDIE]

Muka snickered as he was given a kiss. He had his own matching tank top, 'BEAST', though he wore a track jacket over top (of a vivid blood red) that matched his jogging pants. He found the fashion in such things to be lacking, but discovered there was something to be said for elastic waist bands.

Needle had really wanted to work on battling but the strix was not much of a fighter. He was more of a hunter or stalker when the mood struck him, but left himself out of most major clashes. Still, his ghoul wanted it and so he would provide. It was also reassuring that perhaps she could be able to protect herself if something happened.

Not that he'd even bothered thinking what 'something' might be.

Muka flexed his taloned fingers, popped his neck as his head spun around once, and rolled his shoulders. No wings yet. He'd hate to have an unfair advantage.

"Go ahead darkling.. heh.." He didn't actually move or even pose as if he were prepared, but his word would have to be good enough.

enoh love

 

[Enoh Love]

"If I win, you must take off your jacket." Needle decided suddenly, her voice piquing with innocence. He wasn't dressing to the nines today, which was a novelty on its own, but now she wanted his tattoos out too. The Engraver could be a greedy little thing when she wanted to be...even if her odds of winning were slim to none.

He allowed her to go first, and for a moment she stood there, wondering where she should start. The last few battles she had, she was not the one to make the first move; it was easier that way, and now she had to actually put some thought into what she was about to do.

When she finally did move, it was to flex her hand out, forming a long, thin needle in the air above her palm. She took a step forward, swinging her arm horizontally to throw the thin projectile at her boilfriend.


HP: 40/40
Damage: 3

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[iloveyouDIE]

The needle skimmed his arm, making him bob only slightly to the side, but he giggled. "How about.. erhrmm.." he slung his coat off, baring his arms and full collection of tattoos. Most of them were cohesive, but some were tiny things and experiments of hers. "..I'll lose the jacket but use wings.."

And that familiar popping sound, the shifting noise of sinew and bone and cloth, and his body shifted a set of large tawny wings onto his back. It had been a while since he simply walked around with them and it was a blessing on his wardrobe, but there was something comfortable about having them there.

They flapped once, twice, but he didn't attack yet. Perhaps he could simply dazzle her with his bare arms!

HP: 47/50
Dmg: --

enoh love

 

[Enoh Love]

"That is fair!" He might have had flight on his side, but she had projectile needles, and with his arms bare she'd be able to pinpoint him easier. It was fair, at least in her modest opinion. The jacket was removed and her grin slid into something a little more dopey as his tattoos saw the light of day; even if some of them were test runs, they were still beautiful to her. Then again, she was incredibly biased.

The popping sinew and bone snapped her out of it, another needle forming in her hand as she waited for the noise to stop.

When it did, she threw it at him again, but this time aiming for his foot, hoping to pin a piece of him to the ground. Even if such a thing was a long shot.


HP: 40/40
Damage: 3

iloveyoudie

 

[iloveyouDIE]

Muka caught it in the foot, the needle going through the shoe and into the gym floor. He made a curious sound, a bit intrigued, but yanked himself free with little trouble and took to the air.

Easier target with tattoos or not, he was on the move!


HP: 44/50
Dmg: --

enoh love

he obv doesnt want to fight LOL

 

[Enoh Love]

Needle's head shot up as the bulking silhouette - and the glowing tattoos - took to the skies. She turned and gave chase from the ground, summoning two needles this time, one in each hand. She threw one and then the other in quick succession as she ran, aiming for the mass between the two sleeves of tattoos, and hoping for the best.


HP: 40/40
Damage: 10

iloveyoudie

holyshitneedlewhat

 

[iloveyouDIE]

The needles didn't hit him head one, instead the owlman bobbing in an attempt to dodge, but they struck him in the shoulder and made him hiss and giggle. The dissolved away after moments but his streak of inactivity seemed to have ended.

Muka dove for Needle, quick and sharp, striking out to slash her with his talons. There was a victorious birdlike coo when he connected and took back to the air.


HP: 34/50
Dmg: 9

enoh love

 

[Enoh Love]

Muka swooped, and Needle skidded to a halt to throw her arms up, trying to block some of the damage. He scratched her shield and took off again, but not without a chase by another needle - one that missed entirely.


HP: 31/40
Damage: --

iloveyoudie

it's her turn to miss apparently

 

[iloveyouDIE]

Muka turned in the air to avoid the needle but upon facing his ghoulfriend again, he grinned. WIth a powerful flap of wings he practically divebombed her. He didn't strike so much as grip her around the waist and hit the ground.

His weight was enough to shake the air from her lungs and he giggled, crouched above Needle like a devil.

He smooched her cheek. "Tag!" Muka giggled.

HP: 34/50
Dmg: 6

enoh love

hes grabby

 

[Enoh Love]

Muka dove at her too quickly for her to try and dodge. Instead she threw her hands up, squeezing her arms around his shoulders as he took her to the ground. What little air she had in her lungs was gone with a heavy gasp, but she was quick to recover the unnecessary oxygen. The way her head had hit the ground though, now that had stung.

But she held onto him tightly, the needles in her arms piercing into his shoulders.

"Is it still a tag, if I have hold on you as well?" She wasn't too familiar with the rules of this particular game.


HP: 25/40
Damage: 4

iloveyoudie

 

[iloveyouDIE]

Muka giggled and nodded, "I think it does count! Ehee!"

They were so weird.

The large boil smooched her distractingly before he wrenched himself from her needles, set her on her feet, and regrouped a few yards away. Apparently he'd treated that like a short rest.

HP: 30/50
Dmg: --

enoh love

 

[Enoh Love]

"If you are sure!" Needle grinned into the quick smooch, delighted to find herself on her feet once more. Before he got too far away though, she gave him a quick tap on the behind, followed by an amused little giggle.

HP: 25/40
Damage: 1

iloveyoudie

 

[iloveyouDIE]

Muka didn't wait too long and also didn't give any warning when he came at his ghoul again. He leapt, talons slashing cross ways against her before lifting his arms preemptively against her incoming counter.

HP: 29/50
Dmg: 6

enoh love

 

[Enoh Love]

Needle bore the pain in silence as always, and as he went to block her counter she dodged around him instead, sending a pair of needles flying at his back.


HP: 19/40
Damage: 9

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