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its me debz rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 2
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2015 3:01 am
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If only she'd care to know what her fellow hunters had done-- but even then, it likely wouldn't have stuck. Felicia had a hard time finding gravitas in anything that didn't immediately concern her. It was driving her cousin a little crazy already, she was pretty sure.
But she didn't know, and the force of Seiji's strike was just power without context, a punishing blow of retribution when Felicia was not at all the sinner.
"Oh," she said, sort of dreamily, from her place embedded in a wooden wall, legs sticking out comically. Fighting her way free, Felicia hefted her gauntlets up again, the pneumatics hissing softly as she readied a stance.
"That's p-puh-pretty rough, pretty boy." A swing and only one fist connected, and just barely. But her weapon began to stir, an uncoiled beast of the night and stars. His hunger was sated, his mouthless teeth began to grit, and the sound of his voice was like the dirges of space itself.
It is time, Felicia.
hp// 16 dmg// 3 charge// 3/3
beejoux AND I THOUGHT I HAD TAGGED AS WELL the shrodinger's tags
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
9, 2
Total: 11 (2-20)
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its me debz rolled 4 8-sided dice:
3, 4, 8, 4
Total: 19 (4-32)
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2015 8:51 pm
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He was pretty right to be disappointed: Felicia was a giant nerd, not a combat expert, despite the weapon that had chosen her. It showed, too. She blew a stray amount of hair out of her eyes, scrunching her nose to bump her glasses up just a little bit.
She had a feeling she was gonna need to get some dweeb straps for them, and was not happy about that at all.
The swipe came after a thoughtful silence, running against her shield with a sharp slide. Scrawl shuddered in her mind, a slow breeze picking up until it howled, a whistling chill atop a snowcapped mountain. It was time, it seemed to say. it was time.
Felicia activated her charge, the gauntlets shining with the colours of a night-sky, dappled stars along an inky blue-black sheen. It was, however, a more effective cosmetic look than attack: yet again, she just couldn't get within good range of the student and stay there.
"You're s-s-slippery, dude!"
hp// 11 dmg// 1+6=7 charge// 1 used, 0/3
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Beejoux rolled 2 10-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2015 6:23 pm
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Glowing eyes widened at the flash of runes that brightened on those wicked looking gauntlets, and he very wisely avoided the brunt of the swing she aimed at him. It hit, rocking him back, but not as hard as it might have, and what could have been a breath stealing pain was more a dull ache.
Her comment earned her an answering smirk, a flash of those sharp teeth, and he responded with a shrug.
Long legs brought him in close again, and he had the reach to bring claw tipped fingers across her belly in burning lines. Not once, but twice. Right, then left, the second more vicious than the first.
HP: 36 DMG: 8
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Posted: Mon Jan 12, 2015 7:33 pm
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"Owwwww," she moaned, rubbing her stomach. Phantom pains, surely, since her shield was still active-- but it probably wouldn't be for long. Scrawl telegraphed the sensation of drowning, her head slipping beneath the surface and into the darkness, which was clear enough for her.
It was time to bail.
"It's b-b-been great, cutie," Felicia said, unsummoning her weapon to clutch the pendant at her neck. "B-b-b-but I gotta j-jet."
She backed away deliberately, and said the magic words--Deus Ex Machina-- and disappeared in a slip of blue.
hp// 3
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