[ 1v1 ] Lessons learned and unlearned. (Kettil & Riley)

[Pales]

Kettil knew better now. He really did. No more headbutting the pretty purple ghoul with the tentacles. Also? The ghoul fought like a wildcat stuck in a sack after a while.

The first sparring session? He was getting to know her.

Now he knew what she wanted out of a spar he could better entertain her, at least that is what he thought.

Endzela perched nearby with a deep sigh, "Knew it."

"What?! If she isn't here then she isn't here," Kettil replied to her. "I'll just ... train on my own as usual, I guess."  

[Nio Love]

Riley hadn't known Kettil was going to be there, but when she emerged from the ladies room after dressing in her sports gear, she was pleased to see the boil there. He looked like he was waiting. She had no problem intruding.

Heads up. She called out, throwing her duffle bag at him. We've got to stop meeting like this. People will talk.

Pales

 

[Pales]

Kettil caught the back with a small grunt that was soon followed by a short laugh, "Let them talk. I know the truth and so do you~," he replied simply.

He was not the sort to care too much about rumors unless they really damaged the reputation of himself or those he cares for.

Rumors were a sign of jealousy and jealousy meant ...

Well it meant a lot of things and he wasn't going to dwell on it.

He was not the type to throw people's bags back at them it was probably what she'd come to expect. Instead what she got was him placing it down and suddenly running at her with no explanation given. He swung a fist at her shoulder seeking to keep her on her toes.

HP: 50
DMG: 5

Nio Love

 

[Nio Love]

She really had expected the bag thrown back at her. When he threw himself instead, he landed a solid hit, sending her skidding back a few inches from the force. She winced, and then laughed freely. She'd found a real acceptable spar partner, in Kettil. Not a lot of chit-chat, just a thirst to prove himself, and no qualms about putting his all into a hit.

This was important, because she had no qualms about fighting back.

Riley's tentacles curled up, and all 22 of them, plus her arms, started punching back.

HP: 45
Damage: 13

Pales

 

[Pales]

Kettil took each hit with a sort of a strange grin. The pain was met with the idea that he was overcoming something, a weakness. Gaining something. Taking on a challenge. Each spar was a challenge if treated correctly.

He took a moment and found a break in the mass of hitting tentacles and aimed a hard knee-kick toward her lower stomach, rather than aiming for her groin.

HP: 37
DMG: 8  

[Nio Love]

Riley let out an audible grunt from her tentacles when he got her in the stomach, stopping to catch her breath. Despite how hard she was hitting, he was always there with a counter, ready on the offensive each time. Of course, offense wasn't everything.

Good hit. She grunted out, rubbing her stomach. Without any real indication that she was about to strike, Riley's body whipped around and her leg straightened, slamming into him with all the force of her spin. Better hit.

HP: 37
Damage: 11

Pales

 

[Pales]

The force of this hit caught him off of his game. As she hit him he went flying back and it was all he could do to hit her with a flailing limb to get at least some sort of satisfaction.

Granted he may as well have been tickling her at that point but ...

At least he tried.

He landed on the ground with a nice meaty thump and remained there for now because the wind was knocked out of him. Kettil was aware that his sparring partner was nearby ready to leap on him. Very aware. He wasn't going to give up.

HP: 26
DMG: 1

Nio Love

 

[Nio Love]

Riley would have never expected him to give up. That was why she was enjoying sparring with Kettil so much. But predictably, she did leap upon him, dropping the force of her full weight onto his body and slamming her forearm against his neck in a choking position.

HP: 36
Damage: 8

Pales

 

[Pales]

There was a loud curse from Kettil as Riley was upon him again. He was about to bounce up to his feet but then Riley.

Kettil let out a choked sound as she hit him in the throat. There was little else for him to do but to push at her as hard as he could with his legs.

HP: 18
DMG: 2

Nio Love

 

[Nio Love]

He knocked her off of him with his legs, and she managed to swipe a punch at him before she went flying back, dropping on her a**. Her body arched and hopped back up in a crouch, hands at the ready for another assault. She was sweating, and her muscles burned with a good workout. This was an excellent spar.

HP: 34
Damage: 2

Pales

 

[Pales]

...(IGNORE I FORGOT TO ROLL.)  

[Pales]

Kettil recovered shortly after. He got to his feet and suddenly went right for Riley. He wasn't going to give her a minute to think and plan her next move, after all it wasn't like she had given him a moment to recover.

The Muut moved to try and pin her beneath him for at least long enough to give her anxiousness and a taste of possible loss.

HP: 16
DMG: 9

Nio Love

 

[Nio Love]

While he had succeeded in pinning her down, slamming her into the ground, and immobilizing her completely, he did not get a taste of anxiousness from the mindflayer. She looked quite pleased to be under him, at the moment.

Well done. She crooned. She struggled to try and push him off, and failed horribly. You've certainly got me now.

HP: 25
Damage: 0

Pales

 

[Pales]

Normally, these words coming from a ghoul that wasn't his ghoulfriend would have caused him to stop and flail away from the scene as if his owl had suddenly caught fire (again).

It wasn't the words as much as the way they were said. Rather than flailing away he just smiled down at her, "I know. It's pretty magical, right?"

Suddenly Kettil got up only to suddenly slam down upon her chest, elbow first, with all of his weight.

"Oh look. I learned some tricks from you!"

HP: 16
DMG: 11

Nio Love

 

[Nio Love]

Riley had the wind completely knocked out of her. She let out a groan in pain, folded inward slightly, and barely managed to swat him before her hands just wrapped around her stomach to try and recover.

That.. one.. hurt. She huffed out through painful heaves. Of course this was implying that his other attacks hadn't hurt, so really, she was just insulting him in this compliment.

HP: 14
Damage: 1

Pales