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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 3:40 pm
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Time to do this. Time to actually start fighting when, for once, his life didn't depend on it. Nope, this time it was for the regaining of pride, to rekindle that fire inside even the undead had - well, if they looked for it.
It might've been longer before Mort made that fateful comment on Groanspring to meet him in the gym, but after his encounters with Eris and "Rudolph", well . . . That got sped up rather quickly. His abysmal battling during the Christmas/Insanity invasion also did a number on his already rather low ego, and once Hel's blunt comments were finally registered in his buzzing brain, the zomboil decided it was time to get physical.
He couldn't continue apologizing for himself. He'd been at the academy long enough to know that eventually he'd be left behind if he didn't pick up the pace.
Still, even as Mort leaned against one of the walls within the gym, watching the pool, he felt a bit nervous. Hel sounded like the type of ghoul who could probably kick his a** in two seconds flat, and perhaps the type to get annoyed if he asked to go easy at first . . .
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 4:14 pm
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Hel was rather excited, then again, she was always excited to battle.
But as she made her way to the gym, and actually took a moment to think about it…this would be a first for spending time with Mort that wasn’t just a passing glance! She went back and forth with him so many times on GroanSpring, it felt like she had known him for a while…but in reality she hardly spent any time with him outside of the interwebs! Hmm..the poor zomboil seemed to be in need of some encouragement as well. She’d see what she could do!
The door to the gym swung open, and in marched the two toned valkrye, her gaze sweeping around the gym until they landed on the undead boil. Her lips pulled into a wide grin, and she moved over to him, offering him a dark hand. “Ah, Mort!” She greeted, “It is a pleasure to finally meet you outside of the interwebs and officially!”
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 4:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 4:44 pm
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Hel shook his hand firmly, grinning all the while, and then placed her hands on her hips as she looked him over. Lucky for Mort, she didn’t seem to mind the owlish stare, or the fact he didn’t sound as eloquent as he did on GroanSpring. The interwebs made her seem educated…but she really wasn’t. Not that she’d admit that. She was only able to find a lot of those fancy words because she used Gruegle, the online dictionary, and the online thesaurus.
“Ah, anywhere in the gym is good…but I do have a preference, heh.” Hel spun on her heel, and then waved back at Mort. She'd be more than happy to break Mort into the gym. “This way friend, I’ll take you to the outdoor arena!” The reaper then started to march in its direction. “…Say there, Mort…you spoke about your dreams being in trouble…might I inquire as to why?”
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Posted: Wed Jan 11, 2012 4:50 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 8:11 am
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The reaper glanced behind her as Mort spoke, her brows furrowing.
“Some…boil snuck into your dreams…er…nightmares?” Woah. Someone like Xiu…? A frown pulled at her lips now as she opened the door that lead to the outside arena, and held it open for the zomboil. She was vaguely aware that undead did not have a fondness for fire…
“…You gave him a bloody nose, or he gave you one?” She asked, attempting to clarify, and then nodded her head, grinning widely now. “If it is practice you want, it is practice you will get, friend!” As Mort passed, she reached to give him a hearty, encouraging clap on the shoulder. “I will train you!”
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medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 9:04 am
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"He got bloody nose. Called'm 'Rudolph'." The zomboil grinned as his shoulder was clasped, still quite proud of the moment. Still, the smile faltered as he saw the structure where they would be taking their spar to, huge and circular and, well, open. He probably should've gotten the message when Hel said it was the outdoor arena, but with the stands encircling the open area like that . . . Gulp. Good thing nobody seemed to be using it at the time.
For a moment he wavered on the decision to ask the valkyrie to ease up on him in the beginning, beginning to strain the stitches on his lips as he formed the word. And then Mort chickened out, because that would seemed lame after the bloody nose comment.
And apparently ever since he met Eris, he had to be "cool".
"Um . . . s-so how start?" he asked, positioning himself what he felt was a comfortable distance across from the valkyrie. The snow that had accumulated during the Christmastival disaster was gone now, but the ground was still quite cold; he could feel it between his thin shoes.
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Lucyal rolled 1 20-sided dice:
7
Total: 7 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 6:46 pm
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Hel seemed awfully impressed when Mort said that. She grinned widely at him as she walked by him, further out into the open area. “That is very good, friend, I'm proud of you!” Oh that Hel, encouraging violence.
She took her spot a bit away from the zomboil, flaring her wings out and stretching them before they fluttered against her back. She seemed to misinterpret his wavering for training nervousness. “No need to be worried, friend!” She assured, holding her hand out as she summoned her spear, and no, she wasn’t about to cap her FEAR. “Just one step at a time…first…you start when the moment is right…” Hel crouched, and held her spear out in front of her, pointing it at Mort.
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
2, 7
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 6:47 pm
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medigel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 4
Total: 7 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 6:55 pm
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 4
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 7:15 pm
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Hel felt a spasm in her leg from the shock, and furrowed her brows. Well, that was odd, and it had never happened before! As she landed a bit away, she kept a keen eye on the boil, noting his pose.
She…wasn’t impressed.
The reaper straightened, and then frowned. “…You do not look very confident friend…and that is a very typical, predictable stance…” Hel marched over to Mort then, and not with the intention to swat him…yet. “First…spread your feet out a bit more…” A steel plated toe nudged at one of his shoes. “When you are in a position like this, make sure you’re steady! Now, keep you’re footing!” It was the only warning he got as Hel brought her leg up to strike him in the side again.
“Counter attack, counter attack!”
HP: 39/40 DMG: 2
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medigel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
3, 5
Total: 8 (2-12)
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Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 8:14 pm
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Okay, footing . . . footing . . . Mort copied her stance with the aid of a metal toe, though he kept his fists up just in case. It felt weird, splaying the legs out like that - or maybe he was too used to keep them together, since when was the last time he had done anything beyond a shuffle or, at fastest, a brisk walk?
There went Hel's kick again! True to her words the stance helped steady him against the force, but he still felt as though too much more pressure on that leg might make it collapse. A quick zap went her way as he aimed a fist at the offending limb again; while his hand did not connect since he swerved it away too early, it was close enough to deliver another, slightly better, shock).
Leg now tingling, the zomboil shifted so that he was in the same stance, only sideways, his yet-hit leg closer to Hel and with more weight. "L-Like this?"
HP: 25 Damage: 2
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 3:52 pm
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medigel rolled 2 6-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-12)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 5:51 pm
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Lucyal rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 5
Total: 9 (2-16)
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 9:21 pm
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The reaper was immensely pleased to say the least. How excellent! She had some good natural skills to hone in the zomboil.
The reaper grinned back. “Why thank you, friend!” She replied cheekily, and was about to try and pull her leg away when she actually saw the charge this time. The reaper yelped as the shock traveled all the way up her leg this time, stronger than the previous ones, and even felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on their ends. Hel leapt back away from Mort once he released, and shook out her leg, staring down at it before looking back at him, her lips curling into a smirk. “Quite the nice ability you have there…”
Okay, she wasn’t going to keep putting herself out like that, especially since Mort seemed to be a quick study. The ghoul twirled her spear once more before she pulled it back, and took a swing at him. “These are all excellent foundation skills for you to build upon!”
HP: 32/40 DMG: 3
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