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 Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2011 6:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2011 6:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Dec 15, 2011 11:46 pm
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Did she have any idea that Tybalt was right friggin there?! Nope! Not a clue. She'd simply heard some noise that might have been claws tapping against the ground. But nothing for sure. So, needless to say, when the black dog spoke up and shoved his head against hers in a light headbutt, the she-wolf gave an embarrassingly high pitched yip while jumping a good foot in the air and almost landing on her feet. Almost.
"Tybalt!" She hissed out, heart thumping as she sorted out her limbs to sit up, ears mostly flat against her skull. "Skellington Jack! You could have given me a heart attack!" The she-wolf whined, standing so she could shake out her coat (and try to shake away the fact Tybalt had just totally scared the begeesus out of her).
After a minute, she grinned, tail wagging. "Man, with how bored I was I could have been a carcass!" She snickered and offered a quick rub of her snout against his neck in a canine greeting before looking eager. "Riiight, so. Like I said, I was bored. And I figured you might be too. Err, and well, I've been thinking that maybe it wouldn't hurt to get in a little practice fighting in canine form...." LW didn't really elaborate one 'why'. She had some faith that Tybalt might know. And maybe feel the same.
"So how about some canine battle fun!"
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OnionGrump rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Dec 16, 2011 8:27 pm
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The second the she-wolf jumped into the air, with a high pitched yip, the black dog was on the ground rolling around and laughing.
"Ahahahah! You should have seen your face! All four feet left the ground--at the same time! Ahhh priceless! it was like something you see in a movie!" He got to his feet, but the laughter continued. His body shook because of it.
Grinning and not at all worried about the angry tone in her voice, the black dog bounced around and put his chest to the ground; paws spread out before him, while his rear end remained in the air. A sign that he wanted to play.
"Nahh~ I doubt it. I think it would take more than a little scare to bring down the mighty LW." He teased. "And yeah I could tell, you totally looked it!" He snorted, swishing his tail from side to side, as he listened to her.
"Spar sounds great and I actually prefer fighting in this form so I'll accept this little request of yours." He answered and pounced forward, playfully tapping the she-wolf before he pranced away again.
HP: 40/40
Target: LW
Damage: 0
FEAR: Charge ( Y1 ) - The Chill / Divine Judgement( Y2 ) - Gamblers Chance
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2011 8:22 pm
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Yep, her ears were pinned back now. But that was out of embarrassment rather than anger. She totally knew, and would reluctantly admit, Tybalt had scared her wonderfully! And as embarrassing as it was, seeing the black do on the floor laughing like that was possibly worth some of it. Not all of it. Oooh she was going to get him back!
LW watched her friend, tail wagging, eyes sparkling. "Yeah, well. Don't you dare tell Ren!" There was a combination of promised threat and a plea for saving her dignity mixed in that comment. She eyed him, that playful stance he took, her ears slowly perking forward.
"What can I say?" She said, lopsided canine grin thrown his way. "I'm just that awesome, right?" Not really, or at least she didn't think so. Ren might say differently.
"Excelle-" She barely had a chance to get excited that he'd said yes to the spar before he pounced at her. LW tried to back up but failed and so did not yip again! The she-wolf snorted at her friend, shaking again before stretching like a feline. And then she lunged at the larger canine with a giggle to tug on his tail.
HP: 40/40
Target: Tybalt
Damage: 5
FEAR: Y2 - LW enthralls her opponent with an eerie dance of bells causing her opponents mental state to become unsettled
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OnionGrump rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 8
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-16)
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OnionGrump rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 8
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jan 04, 2012 9:56 pm
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The she-wolf chuckled and flashed Tybalt a fang-filled smile. "You two are so terrible, you know that?" She said in mock exasperation. "And it just wouldn't be fair if you didn't return the favor, would it?" LW wagged her tail, knowing full well how a typical confrontation between her boilfriend and best friend would go. And she'd probably end up involved. Somehow. Probably to sit on them.
She snickered at his face and released his ear, only to lick his snout before rolling away as he started to rise. Hey, at least she didn't try and n** at his nose!
"Yeah." LW prowled around, putting some distance between then for the moment. "I've been trying to think on it. But mostly, I just remember either the blind panic or rage." This was said a little quieter. She hated the panic and fear she'd felt. But the anger had been equally as unwelcome. Yet at least it had allowed her to take more action instead of cowering somewhere. It was just not in her to cower. Not fully.
She sighed. "Guess so- oof!" The body check knocked her completely off her feet and no, she had not managed to react in time at seeing him run towards her. LW scampered to get all her legs back under her and make it to her feet. Then thought better of it and used her smaller form to lunge under Tybalt.
"I think you gained some extra weight, dog!" She laughed teasingly.
HP: 31/40
Target: Tybalt
Damage: 3
FEAR: Y2 - LW enthralls her opponent with an eerie dance of bells causing her opponents mental state to become unsettled
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OnionGrump rolled 8 12-sided dice:
3, 7, 9, 11, 12, 12, 11, 7
Total: 72 (8-96)
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 11:38 am
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"Nothing's fair darling~" He teased, only to start sputtering as the she wolf licked his muzzle and rolled away again. "Hey now!" His voice dropped to a whisper as he leaned in closely. "Ren might get jealous of us." He wiggled his eyebrows and danced away. He was joking, really, but he had a feeling if Tybalt returned the gesture Ren would flatten him. Guaranteed.
Listening to LW, the black dog paused, giving her words some serious thought.
"Fear and rage is only natural to have if you ask me. Who wouldn't have it? Its what drives you. Though... despite it being good to have, it's not always good to rely on. You need a clear head in battle, since well, attacking blindly can get yourself killed..." Tybalt was an expert at that. He almost got himself killed for attacking that one hunter back during the field trip. All thanks to the blind rage from when he had been held captive for reasons he'd rather not speak about. "More experience in battle can help you get over that though."
With that said, the black dog grinned; sparks surging around his body as he stepped closer. He couldn't do much for rage, but maybe he could help her get over being fearful in battle.
Sadly, this idea backfired before it even started and just before he could unleash the lightning intended for his sparring partner, it re-coiled and hit himself.
"OUCHJACKSUNUVA---OW!"
HP: 19/40
Target: LW
Damage: 0
FEAR: Charge ( Y1 ) - The Chill / Divine Judgement ( Y2 ) - Gamblers Chance
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2012 9:13 pm
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She giggled and snorted at his teasing, and then started cackling laughing hysterically at the black dog. "You say this like he isn't already~" LW said sweetly in return, that mischievous glint in her gaze as she winked. Though to be fair to him, yes. Yes Ren would be quite jealous. And there was some truth to her words. Sort of. Technically her boilfriend wasn't aware of this little battle. The she-wolf planned on telling him about it afterwards.
"But don't worry. I don't think he'll come and pommel your furry butt. I can do that." LW paused. "In theory anyways." She added, ears lowering slightly.
LW nodded here and there as Tybalt spoke. She knew it was natural. Really she did. But during a battle? It was something she couldn't afford. As Tybalt said, she needed to be able to keep her head about her. "You're right." The she-wolf sighed, tilting her head. "Do you really think so though?" She was a little skeptical of this. Tybalt, after all, wasn't one of those disgusting humans!
Except...he was looking not like the usual Tybalt, with sparks forming around his body. Oh Jack... Her ears lowered, almost flat, and she stepped back. LW's head lowered and tail straightened, clearly a wolf on the defensive-
....The she-wolf stared. Stared. Was...that supposed to happen? Before she could stop herself, a fit of giggles caught her.
"O-Oh...my Jack! Was...that supposed to do something?" A few more giggles. "Well...something else, anyways?" Backing up a couple steps, LW crouched and then darted towards her battle partner jumping to bounce off his back (and maybe knock his big furry butt down) and land on the other side.
HP: 31/40
Target: Tybalt
Damage: 0
FEAR: Y2 // Silence of the Bells {The Mind} - LW enthralls her opponent with an eerie dance of bells causing her opponents mental state to become unsettled
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OnionGrump rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 12:58 pm
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Tybalt tried to walk a straight line, but failed miserably. Resulting in the black dog swaying back and forth until he started stumbling around.
"I think so... I'm beginning to wonder that myself." He answered, trying to shake his head in an attempt to clear it. Obviously this was his Fear attack. Unfortunately, it liked to hit him more than his opponents. "I'm trying to get it under control, but its so... explosive..." He muttered the last word, still feeling dizzy from the re-coil. If he ever did manage to control this beast of an attack, it would be a miracle.
When the she-wolf moved to jump over him, Tybalt caught her by the leg and threw her to the ground, refusing to be knocked on his a** so soon after the first time.
"Hey you! Quit your laughing!" He huffed, trying to look offended.
HP: 19/40
Target: LW
Damage: 8
FEAR: Charge ( Y1 ) - The Chill / Divine Judgement ( Y2 ) - Gamblers Chance
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 6
Total: 14 (2-16)
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OnionGrump rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-16)
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Kyrieko rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-16)
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