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 Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2015 7:33 am
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2015 9:12 am
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There had always been a sense of healthy competition between the twins abs the bird. Never serious; bragging rights, or candy privileges, or favors reserved for closed doors. Playful wagers that no ever minded losing because the stakes just weren't that high. Understandably, that's all she had been expecting this time as well, but as the elder grue lay out the parameters of the deal the ghoul ceased in her attempts to push him off the bench and just sat beside him, expression thoughtful as she looked into the shadows of his hood.
There were things Merry wanted from the two of them, but they were things she was reluctant to ask for fir one reason or another. One of those things was to see the tunnels the brothers had been born and raised in. That was their home, their domain, and something you waited to be invited into.
Though maybe, with the wager presented, it wouldn't feel odd to ask now.
Lips pursing, she tilted her head. "Anywhere?" This has to be clear, and of course her own home was included in the deal. While different, their families shared similar views regarding territorial rights, among others. An invitation to the valley had, at least indirectly, been extended to the grues in the past, but they were always too busy to do much more than wishful planning. Now the possibility was there for real.
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Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2015 7:48 am
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Merry ceased shoving at him in favor of sitting quietly, a contemplative look on her lovely face; clearly she was seriously considering what he'd offered. The Grue resettled on the bench and took a moment to tuck his long-fingered, glove-covered hands into his sleeves as he tended to do when mentally working on something (tactics, theory...plotting wicked, wonderful things to do to-and-with someone else). This was, after all, quite the offer - much more serious than most of the 'little wagers' bandied about their intimate group.
"Anywhere you like, doll-face." Ahm confirmed that he would stand by the offer, that it was in fact as open as she might be thinking. "What do you say, love, shall we talk terms?"
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Beejoux rolled 1 20-sided dice:
5
Total: 5 (1-20)
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Syrie rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon May 11, 2015 8:23 pm
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Ahm chuckled - he couldn't have argued, they really did like biting - but for this one time, it just wasn't going to fly. "Yeah, but if you bite me this'll end up being less a sparring session than a make out session, which would defeat the whole purpose." Once she'd accepted the terms 'formally' they both got off the bench and made their way towards an open part of the gym to get ready.
The Grue cracked his neck and took a defensive stance, tail lashing. This was gonna be good. "Whenever you are, doll."
He took a slow, steadying breath and winked at her, settling into that space inside where things were simpler: fight. Fight. Fight. The only thing missing was Nahm at his back, tail twined and linking them together as they moved in perfect sync. Ah well, this was a spar, not an all-out brawl, and against Merry. No need to get that deep.
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Beejoux rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 3
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 9:08 am
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He had a very good point, but Merry made a face at him anyways, nose wrinkling as her tail flicked across the floor. There would be plenty of time for make-outs later, after this little wager had been settled, and plans for their summer solidified. Hopefully in her favor.
"Are you sure?" She wasn't nessicarily a fighter, but she could certainty hold her own against those on the same level. Pearly teeth flashed in a smirk as she dropped her hands, sliding into a ready stance. "Ever the gentleman, givin' the lady the advantage."
If he wanted to be so generous, who was she to decline? With a sharp chirp she was rushing towards him, coming in low so she could aim a blow to his stomach.
HP: 30
DMG: swing and a miss. Good job Mer.
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Syrie rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 5:06 pm
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"Of course I'm sure." Ahm stood ready for, he hoped, whatever attack his ghoul was going to throw at him. There really were no losers in their little bets, but it was still fun as Jack to make them. Her comment that he was ever the gentleman got a smirk and a dipping of his head; he was quite the gentleman..but even so, when she came at him he took her attack seriously.
Merry could hit just as hard as anyone.
Still, she had telegraphed her moves too openly so instead of having his belly slashed or punched, he was able to side-step away from the attack, causing her to swing and miss. Ahm also took this opportunity to grab her arm, spin her around and flip her onto her butt - it was a move that should have put her onto her back, but he wasn't about to play dirty pool and hurt her wings.
"Want a hand up?" Because she was Merry and he was her gentleman Grue.
HP: 30/30
DMG: A WHOLE 2!!!
Beejoux If you do not want this to has happened, just lemme know~
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Beejoux rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 2
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Syrie rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 3
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Beejoux rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 1
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Syrie rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 1
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Beejoux rolled 2 6-sided dice:
5, 5
Total: 10 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue May 26, 2015 9:27 am
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"Careful love," she purred, the words just tumbling out so naturally that she didn't even appear to notice exactly what she'd said. Something felt, if not fully realized, and certainly never confessed.
She'd wait til Ahm had he's balance again, feet beneath him, before making a move towards him. The successful hit seemed to have bolstered her confidence, because she was grinning as she sarted towards him again.
Another snap of her tail, across his arm this time, before she was going for his stomach with a pale fists. Connecting this time.
HP: 28
DMG: 4
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Syrie rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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