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Melancholies rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-12)
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 Posted: Thu Oct 19, 2017 7:26 pm
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saedusk rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 6
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Melancholies rolled 2 6-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Sat Oct 21, 2017 11:10 am
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Sarcel stood back, watching as Nahori searched her mind for answers. It was good to have those mental sort of awakenings; unfortunately, having them in the middle of a fight wasn't really the best idea. She waited, and waited, and lingered, and then apparently got tired with it.
"Right now, that someone needs to be me." Her footsteps, despite the heavy boots given to her by the military, were remarkably light. Every muscle in her body, every movement she made; they were all trained. "Focus, Caviap!" She threw a calculated punch at her side, not wanting to irritate the blow she already sustained to her gut. She did promise that Nahori would be able to walk away from this... or at least that the pain wouldn't be so much that it'd interfere in her duties.
Quote: HP: 29/40 Adult: +1 to damage rolls Invisibility (Novice Agi B): 1/1 Adept Artifact Defense Style A (Swhings): 4/4
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saedusk rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Melancholies rolled 4 6-sided dice:
1, 1, 2, 1
Total: 5 (4-24)
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2017 11:23 am
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saedusk rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 3
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2017 1:57 pm
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Give up? Yes and no. Of course Nahori wanted to stop, she'd wanted to stop since the very beginning, but that wasn't why she'd come here tonight, that wasn't why she'd signed up for the military in the first place. "N-No," she muttered, then bit her tongue. That goddamn stutter.
"No!" she said again, her heart leaping into her throat as she spun around trying to find where the Lieutenant had gone. Her voice came from no where. What magic was this...?
Nahori was even less practiced with her feet, but in a burst of renewed, adrenaline-fueled vigor, she kicked at the air looking for her target.
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HP: 1/20
Nahori deals 3 damage!
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Melancholies rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-12)
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2017 2:18 pm
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2017 6:07 pm
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There were two things Nahori was sure of in that moment. One, her foot definitely contacted something solid, so Sarcel was, in fact, still very much there. Two, she couldn't see it, but she sure could hear the rush of air and sure could feel it pouf on her face as the punch stopped just short of ending her. A lump grew in her throat as the blueblood seemed to effortlessly reappear from nothing, her fist mere inches away. It stuck around even as Sarcel's stance dropped.
"Okay..." she muttered, face pale. It took a moment, but she dropped her vague semblance of a stance, as well. The erratic beat of her bloodpusher finally began to slow.
So that was that, she'd made it through her first round of training, if only just barely. Now what?
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HP: 0/20
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Posted: Mon Oct 23, 2017 5:07 pm
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Sarcel seemed to be appraising her. "It's over. You would have died a countless number of times. You're still a liability to your future teammates, and all around you're still not prepared for true combat." She folded her arms, "Despite this, you continued to throw punches, you continued to kick. Do you know what I look for in trolls, Caviap? It isn't brute strength or intellect--although those talents are definitely respectable--but it's potential."
She pointed.
"And you, weak as you are now, have potential." Her jaw was set in determination, "If you find yourself in doubt, remind yourself that it would reflect poorly on me to doubt your superior. We'll begin again on the following night, up until we depart for space, understood?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 24, 2017 6:27 pm
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Potential... It felt so weird to be complimented. Even if the good came with bad that outweighed it, there was a faint warmth in Nahori's chest same as there ever was when someone gave her the time of night. If nothing else, that feeling made her want to live up to Sarcel's expectations. Maybe, if she was lucky, she'd eventually be able to press on for herself and no one else just as easily.
"Thank you..." she muttered, "Thank you, I... I-" It felt sort of uncomfortable, but Nahori stood up straighter. "Yes, sir... I'll... try not to let you down. Please, um, please help me learn..."
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