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iStoleYurVamps rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 12 (1-20)
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 Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 6:46 pm
She had herself a moving target.Granted the target would likely be hitting back, but the point was she had a target for part of the day. The rest of the day he would be helping Zhi. But until then? She could shoot him full of arrows. Or try at any rate. She hoped he'd not make it easy. Granted last time... Well.
She liked to think she had improved.
"Are you ready to do what you were bought for?" Her smile was laced with venom. A hand waved towards the trees. "Feel free to fly around if you like, it'll just provide more of a challenge."
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medigel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
14
Total: 14 (1-20)
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 7:05 pm
The first reply Lan received was a horselike snort. The second a glare. The third a simple, "Are you ready this time?"
Shik hated his life. Not even just the fact that he was sold off for six seeds, which wounded his pride more than he thought, but for the fact that it had been done thanks to Shaheen's meddling, the woman who had professed to never wanting to see him again. She could plead Insanity all she wanted, but that flip flopping attitude was grating enough that even just thoughts of the chieftain infuriated him. And, luckily, there was a target willing to present herself to vent that anger.
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iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 7:08 pm
Lan tossed her hair back at him. Perhaps if Zhi had no use for him later, she could give him to Shaheen.
If only she knew.
If only.
"I suppose so. Try not to bore me Shik."
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 7:12 pm
If there was a way to dislike the noble woman more, Shik was about to find out. The hair toss, the flippant comment, everything about Lan's nonchalance irritated him to the point that when he summoned his dagger, the manner in which he lunged at her was particularly vicious, as was the glint in his eyes.
She wanted a moving target? Fine.
She didn't want to be bored? Fine.
Shik was more than happy to work her Fear Shield until he could cut her a new hole to laugh out of. Dagger in one hand, claws outreaching from the other, he growled and swiped with each in an x motion.
HP: 40
Damage: 10
Fear: Chill Y2
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 7:47 pm
There was attacking... then there was attacking. And Shik came at her attacking. She should have expected as such, him being from War, but she was more the fool to think he would somehow be lacking in skill or letting his hate blind him. He was precise and she was not moving. He looked ready to rip out her insides.
She let out a small cry, quickly biting her lip. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing his attack had hurt. Still, pushed back, she tried her best to brush it off. "Very good." She tried to get him to go back.
By hitting him with her bow.
So pro Lan, so Pro.
HP: 30
Dmg: 2
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 8
Total: 15 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 8:11 pm
The whack barely registered in the midst of his fury, her efforts only minute in their effectiveness to stop him. Shik was one who restrained emotions well enough normally, but anger was his weakest point. And her sharp cry only reminded him how of she had goaded and waved away at the auction, all the superior airs of Conquest coming off her in waves he almost could have visibly seen. And even Shaheen had been giving off her own smug aura in how she had restrained him and put him out like a prize pet.
Both of them would get their due. Lan was just unfortunately first.
The executioner shrugged off her bow and pursued after Lan, baring his teeth as he arced his dagger towards her again.
HP: 38
Damage: 9 jeez he really hates you today
Fear: Chill Y2
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 4
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 9:15 pm
Fury was hard to match when you lacked size and a proper close range weapon. Not to mention without the drive or emotion to back it, Lan was taking far more damage than she had anticipated. She had once again, mistaken her opponent. A bitter scowl ran across her features, trying to mask the look of pain as dagger sunk into fear and silk.
Yet more patch jobs. She really needed to remember not to fight in her robes. "As savage as ever. Mind giving a lady some berating room?" She swung up with her bow at him.
HP:21
Dmg: 6
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
5, 7
Total: 12 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 9:37 pm
The blow was harder this time. Good. Excellent. He preferred it if his prey struggled, as what was the fun in something one-sided? Shik actually managed a dark grin as Lan called him savage because it was the perfect way to describe him - a compliment even.
With the blunt end of his anger past and his point made evident, the horseman made a parting swipe with his nails at her and her layers and layers of clothes and hopped back, dagger held at a downward angle. "As the lady wishes," he said in a mockery of nobility, even effecting a small bow.
HP: 32
Damage: 6
Fear: Chill Y2
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 9:53 pm
This was not in her plans. Anger began to boil under her skin as Shik proved who was quickly gaining the upper hand in this spar. Her pride had already taken one blow. She did not seek another. Yet that seemed to be her fate. Perhaps divine punishment for her earlier actions. She would be shamed.
As claws cut through cloth, Lan froze midstride. Her chest felt less restrained. Less supported. Cold terror welled up in her, the words of the horseman running past her as she looked down to her suddenly shredded top.
There were no words. Just a furious scream as she covered herself and proceeded to try at hit Shik as much as physically possible.
HP: 15
Dmg: 10 wow u r ic tonight dice
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 10:10 pm
There was a moment where Shik's focus shifted to the result of his last attack, which . . wasn't exactly an uncommon sight for him at this point. War women barely wore clothes as it was, so little accidents such as these happened.
Nevertheless the pause was all it took before Lan was upon him, a fury of fists and kicks and strikes from her bow that he could not stop. Even amidst the damage to his shield, he could still glean a modicum of satisfaction in making her scream. He had said he would make her day a hell, and Shik was not about to renege on that promise. And if it meant shifting backwards and defending himself from the onslought, so be it.
"Clothes can be mended, oh noble one," he pointed out, still mocking her and her customs to feed her anger further. "Shall you put me to the needle and thread as well?"
HP: 22
Damage: it was super effective
Fear: Chill Y2
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
4, 1
Total: 5 (2-16)
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Posted: Mon Nov 26, 2012 10:21 pm
All the rage her petite body could make was being directed towards one horseman, and his name was Shikoba. Lan's fury was a rather annoying thing, as she didn't exactly stop once she had begun. When Shik picked at her more? "YOU. ARE. BARBARIC! CRUDE! HOW. DARE. YOU. EVEN-"
She began to yell at him in Chinese.
HP: 15
Dmg
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
7, 7
Total: 14 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 10:20 am
The devolving into a foreign language made him bark with harsh laughter. Oh this was just precious: a noblewoman degraded to screeching and beating fists. Now this was a sight - and oh how it empowered him to know that he had caused it.
"Scream for me, banshee," Shik half spoke, half crooned, a dark and impish look on his face as he aimed a kick to force her away. With a beat of his wings he took to the air, just as Lan had asked before. She looked better this way - not simply in wardrobe, but in the purity of her fury, in that base emotion that crept into all creatures regardless of birth.
Even if she struck him from the air and defeated him in combat, it wouldn't matter to him: a different battle had already been won.
HP: 22
Damage: 8
Fear: Chill Y2
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 3
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 3:04 pm
Every time he opened his mouth Lan wanted to just shove her fist through his teeth. Granted it would be very crude of her, but she felt like it might help her anger. If just a bit. Red in the face. Gold eyes glared up as he kicked her back and took to the air.
Leaving her with the problem. One hand was holding up silk. Two were needed for her bow. Something in Chinese, she picked up that perhaps it would be best that she yell at him in a language he might understand. "I hope that Shaheen makes you into a gelding you cowardly, wretched, uncultured mule." She hissed at him before picking up a rock and throwing it at him.
HP: 7
Dmg: 5
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medigel rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 5
Total: 11 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 7:45 pm
A rock. It had to be a rock like Shaheen's favored weapon second only to her own. It smacked against one of his wings before he could properly dodge and dropped him several feet before he caught himself, hissing with pain.
"Words, words, words. Is that all you can throw at me, Lan?" he challenged as he hoisted himself back up with a few painful wingbeats, refusing to be downed with just one hit on pride alone. "Once again you've called me to battle and failed to deliver. Why make a threat if you won't do it yourself?" He didn't want Shaheen a part of this conversation whatsoever - no, this was just between him and the noblewoman. Delicious, delicious fun.
He threw the dagger down at her as an incentive and tried to not look like he was favoring a wing. "Or does Conquest require minions to do everything for them?"
HP: 17
Damage: 5
Fear: Chill Y2
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iStoleYurVamps rolled 2 8-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-16)
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Posted: Tue Nov 27, 2012 10:11 pm
Words were often all she had. She was not the strongest or most adept at her role. Her role, one she had simply been born into. An elivated status brought on by bloodline alone, skills simply expected of her, talents in areas where she had none. It had driven her once. Now it only served to remind her that she truly was not as grand as she thought herself to be. His dagger stung but there were worse things that stung Lan. Like words, attacks to her pride.
"Failed? No. Conquest does not fail. Occasionally miscalculate a battle, but we do not fail." Clinging to her pride was all she had left. Pride and vanity, her sins and virtues. "I wanted a target for practice. That is what I have gotten. No minions required." Another rock she took aim at his wings. She wanted to see him fall. On his knees.
HP: 2
Dmg: 10 what is even
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