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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
5, 8
Total: 13 (2-20)
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 Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2014 10:26 pm
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"Is that all?" She sounded, well, disappointed, and it was because that's exactly how she felt. It was not an emotion she was used to having while dealing with Shik. Most often their was rage, jealousy, sometimes confusion, a strange sense of reverence that she associated with her love towards him.....but no, disappointment was not often on the menu.
Meeting the strikes he sent her way with her own blade, some few attacks slipped past and penetrated her shield, but not enough to stop her wildly barraging him with another assault, her voice ringing out, wordless shouts with every swing of her blade before she spun and pulled away once more, not wanting to end this just yet.
She desummoned her dagger, holding up her fists in front of herself instead with a smirk. "Perhaps you are right. There is only room for one chieftain here." A complete 180 on her previous comments, but Shaheen had also decided to attack this subject from a different approach as well.
HP: 33
Damage: 7
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medigel rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 9
Total: 15 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2014 10:36 pm
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In a way, her ploy worked. Shik's eyes narrowed immediately as they fell to the ebb and flow of battle, blades hitting shields and defenses almost as if choreographed; by now they knew the other's style intimately, making it easy to counter but hard to land a blow. And given how winded he was now, he'd soon have to call it quits.
But rather than that, Shik desummoned his weapon and followed suit with a flurry a blows from his fists and claws instead. He might have fallen into a rut, but he was not a completely changed man--and he would not give up a fight even if he was losing.
"When they look at you," he said between blows, his breath audible, "what do they see? Your parents, that is. Because all that my family has ever seen me to be is an animal. That is all they have ever treated me as." The brief idea of challenging leadership and of grooming their own candidate for chieftain had been a pipedream--Shik had been a wild child even by War's standards, and the day they saw him gnawing on his classmate's arm with actual intent to eat it was the day they threw the idea away.
hp: 3
damage: 9
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Seussi rolled 2 10-sided dice:
2, 10
Total: 12 (2-20)
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Posted: Sat Jul 05, 2014 11:00 pm
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Now that was more like it.
There was nothing quite like going back to the extreme basics of fighting with tooth and claw, while out of mount form. Shaheen sometimes preferred the use of her own hands to that of steel, (especially when dealing with Shik, it would seem), and having a chance to trade blows with the other man in this way was refreshing, though he clearly held the upper hand as he rained blows against her and her shield faster then she could keep up with, arms blocking what they could but becoming scratched and bloodied in the process.
His words were a small revelation in and of itself. He knew that Shik's relationship with his parents wasn't ideal, much like he knew of hers with her parents.
"Mine...saw me as a tool, nothing more." It was a weak reply to the way he had opened up to her, but he knew the rest of it. She had not hidden much from him by way of their treatment of her, of the attempted drownings used as punishment, of the nights spent locked outside, forced to sleep on the ground or perched in a tree, of the days she missed class because of how badly they had beaten her for not doing things just exactly the way they had wanted her to.....
But this wasn't about her, it was about him, a man who it seemed to her was coming completely unhinged just at this small discussion of a potential promotion, a change in status, a chance at just a little more power....
And he was fighting it, fighting her. It was his choice to make, not hers, however.
"You asked for my reasons." She huffed between blows, attempting to find an opening in his relentless assault, an assault that forced her back, though she took it a step further wings flaring as she used the extra added space to jump in the air and sweep at him with a kick that had her twisting in the air, her foot connecting, breaking through his Fear shield with a solid crack.
She landed, crouched, eyeing him warily on the off chance he should continue to attack.
"Do you still want to hear them?"
HP: 24
Damage: 6
ol-j-man maybe she hit his jaw again ah nostalgia
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