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Posted: Tue Nov 06, 2012 9:45 pm
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Amrita was bored. Incredibly bored. Normally this would be a terrible thing, but when she realized that she was in fact quite bored she became pleasantly surprised. Being bored meant her mind wasn't preoccupied with something else, and lately that was something extremely rare; between the tag, the stress and the disappearance (plus subsequent reappearance) of her friends, having nothing to dwell on was something special. So despite being bored she was rather pleased, and decided to celebrate...by doing something about it.
Christof was busy, Lizzy wasn't picking up her phone, and after a moment of thought she had a EUREKA! moment and called up Aymet. She was bored, they should go do something! What kind of something? She had no idea; anything, really. Hm. How about training? It'd been a while since they'd sparred, and that might be a nice way to let out some pent up stress!
Luckily it didn't take too long to get him to agree to it, and before she knew it she was in the gym, stretching out her undead limbs. She hadn't been very active lately, she was actually quite worried about how she'd hold up against her friend...
Once again preoccupied, Amrita didn't quite notice the change in the air around her.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2012 8:13 pm
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Enoh Love rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2012 6:13 pm
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Molten Tigrex rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 10
Total: 20 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 5:06 pm
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Enoh Love rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 7
Total: 8 (2-20)
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Posted: Sun Dec 09, 2012 6:26 pm
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Aymet's strike hit true, enough to make the Vetala lose her momentum in her attack. Her only saving grace was the heel that came up to knock one of his legs, but other than that she was on the ground. It'd been a very long time since someone had hit her that hard, and it was admittedly quite the surprise.
She propped herself up on her elbows and couldn't resist laughing. "Good!" The ghoul chuckled out, rolling over and hopping back onto her backwards feet. "Nice hit, by the way." Despite knowing she was supposed to be serious, she really couldn't help it. Unlike Aymet she had practice with 'friendly' spars.
Learning from her mistake she protected her centre as best as she could, taking to circle her fellow Undead to look for an opening. When she thought she found one she ran to take it, but never got that far; the air changed and something shifted quite suddenly. What was meant to be a heavy hit barely glanced him, Amrita herself feeling a strange pull through...something.
She woke up with a gasp, sitting up quickly as though shocked. This...this wasn't the gym. This wasn't even Amityville any more. The fog It was familiar and painfully so; it brought back memories she didn't want to face, ones that were still quite fresh. A time where she attacked her dear friends for trying to save her. Still, the familiarity and recognition didn't stop the question from slipping through what was left of her lips.
"...What in Jack's name..."
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