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The Semblance of Unity rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13
Total: 13 (1-20)
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 Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 5:25 pm
Hollandaise had shown up early and stood, half-tucked away in the only shadows she could find. She wanted to watch as the others arrived, study their walk, the way their eyes scanned the area. Nervously, she touched one of the flowers lazily bobbing in her hair. Where was Deszeld? She took a deep breath and stood perfectly still. Despite her anxiety, a low, curling anger had settled in her gut. Hollandaise forgave, on occasion, but she never forgot. And Zar was unforgivable.
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Face your demons rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 5:28 pm
Amarus hadn't gotten to throw a good, bone-breaking punch in so long. She folded her hands into the kuji-kiri for power, and smiled to herself, looking every iota as terrible as she intended to be to the rude students who had started this, in her opinion.
Forget whatever else Zar said, forget Zar's honour, whatever. Amarus just wanted to hurt something. In this fight, she was not the vice president, and she was not a Ghost RA; she could do whatever she jacking well pleased.
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bipolar bee rolled 1 20-sided dice:
18
Total: 18 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 5:36 pm
Deszeld was there. She really wasn't sure what this was all about, because Deszeld did not hold grudges and usually she didn't remember conversations she had with lesser creatures.
And everyone was a lesser creature.
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Baneful rolled 1 20-sided dice:
12
Total: 12 (1-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 5:50 pm
Zar wasn't really upset, he had a lot of things on his plate at the moment, ranging from graduation to his parents death threats and the issues of where he was even going to live when he got out of school. On the scale of things, the two first years he'd been bickering with were low on his priorities, but sometimes a good fight was exhilarating and he wasn't one to turn it down, especially when a kiss - and by extension - a taste of someone's fear was at stake.
He sauntered into the area without much concern for the fact he was the last one to arrive. Once upon a time he would have had a panic attack simply at the thought of being late, but no longer.
"Ladies." he said, smiling a smile that was all teeth. It felt wonderfully sarcastic calling Holly and Dez anything that approached ladylike.
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bipolar bee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 5:57 pm
Deszeld grunted and stretched her wings out before twisting to lash her tail towards their opponents.
It didn't do much at all, really.
In fact, it didn't do anything.
HP: 30
DMG: --
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The Semblance of Unity rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 3
Total: 5 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 6:03 pm
Hollandaise had never really done this before, so it wasn't terribly surprising when she reached out and promptly.... missed.
HP: 30/30
Damage: wat
Target:
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Baneful rolled 10 12-sided dice:
5, 6, 7, 11, 8, 5, 8, 8, 6, 5
Total: 69 (10-120)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 6:10 pm
It was easy for Zar to shift these days, practice had set him more at ease with his natural form, he wore it comfortably because it was who he truly was, he'd just been pinned for so long that he'd thought the two legged shape he wore to classes was his true self.
Shedding his awkward bipedal shape he dropped to all fours as he scaled up and scaled out, tail curling behind him. Being a demon he did not play fair, if for any reason he felt he had the upper claw on someone he always took full advantage of it. In short, he was a complete b*****d. This time it wasn't personal but the instincts came when called all the same, that bottomless hunger that was who he was.
There was no introduction, no monologue of his intentions, simply instantaneous action as he ignored all combat etiquette and leapt forward in long easy strides. He'd knocked Barth down a flight of stairs not so long ago, right now he didn't have the stairs but he did have the weight of his fear.
He pounced, talons at the ready, teeth bared and threw his entire weight against the other student, the strike was accompanied as all contact with him always was with the emotional link that was part of his very skin, a clear and potent dose of his emotions in the moment, rage, sensuality, grim intention and below it all a certain fondness for those who argued with him, and as always he seized for a sense of the other's fear, seeking for Holly's intentions in the moment however briefly before just as quickly as the storm of feeling came it broke away.
The sheer force of energy he'd spend left him rattled, his own fear shield tenuously held together as he moved away.
HP:29
DMG: 32
Target Holly
Assault - Gambler's Chance - Used
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Face your demons rolled 2 10-sided dice:
10, 4
Total: 14 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 6:17 pm
"Short lived," Amarus mumbled, as she spun a kick with her bare feet at Deszeld. She was, like Zar had, smiling wickedly.
"My regrets for your lost wager," Amarus said, to the green dragon ghoul. She did not look like she regretted it at all, but rather that she thought Zar was hilarious right now. Hilarious, and the best.
[[ AMARUS STATS
HP : 50/50
DMG Dealt: 8
Target: Deszeld
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bipolar bee rolled 2 6-sided dice:
2, 2
Total: 4 (2-12)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 6:35 pm
Deszeld watched while Hollandaise was obliterated, a frown contorting her features as her (only) friend was taken down as quickly as anything she'd ever seen before.
She hadn't been aware of a wager, only that this spar had been pre-planned. However, the force of Zar's attack had her wondering what the wager had been.
The green said nothing, merely lashed out with her claws, effectively missing Zar entirely.
HP: 22
DMG: --
TAR: Zar
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Face your demons rolled 9 4-sided dice:
3, 2, 4, 1, 4, 3, 2, 3, 3
Total: 25 (9-36)
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 6:44 pm
As Des was silent, Amarus was, too; nevertheless, her ringing bells forewarned her attention was still very much on Des, who had seemingly gone after Zar.
She folded her hands into Pyo.
Her skin regularly had a rippling effect: her aura, close to the pale flesh, looked like light playing across water in pinks and pale purples. However, when she stared at Des and held her Kuji-kiri in place, Amarus aura flared for a moment, her silver eyes feverishly bright.
The lotus essence she'd spent so long cultivating spread out to envelope Deszeld. The effects were different on everyone, but the only thing stronger than ingesting her essence was surely this: few sustained the damage well.
[[ AMARUS STATS
HP : 50/50
FEAR: NARCOTIC BLISS:: Y3 Battle Cry :: Channeling her essence using the Kuji-kiri for Pyo, Amarus' essence can cause any range of painfully blissful side-effects: hallucinations, sensations of euphoria, a feeling of temporal displacement, etc.
DMG Dealt: 22
Target: Deszeld
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 6:54 pm
Hollandaise groaned, a creaking, sad sort of sound, and held her head. The boil hadn't held back at all. It was quite clear that they'd lost and lost badly, but she supposed it really hadn't been much of a contest to begin with. Zar's attack had been powerful, but it wasn't beautiful. At least Amarus had moved gracefully, efficiently. Her eyes wandered to Deszeld, also down, but not in any grave danger. It was a spar, after all. She lifted one thin finger to point at Amarus.
"At least she had been graceful. You're exceedingly inelegant, Zar," she said haltingly. He was rude, and he hit hard, and she just flat out disliked him. That was all.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 7:03 pm
Zar smirked and it went to his ears. "Eleganccce is not my modus operandi" he hissed. He was not dancing, he was not performing some eloquent poetry, it was an assault and it was pure and simply what he was built for. His natural form was designed for that moment when he had his prey in bed or elsewhere, completely prone and helpless. It was the blow to the back of the head, the claws in the throat or the knife in the ribs. "Should I apologize for being exactly what I am?" And it felt good to be able to say that, good for the first time in his short life to know who and what he was, what his different shapes were meant for. If they'd met him in his first year they could have simply told him what to do and he'd do it, muzzle and all.
He sat and his tail coiled about his paws and hooves, his smile did not fade.
"Would a forfeit be sufficient apology?" he asked.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 7:25 pm
Deszeld had been standing, but when Amarus attacked she was kind of enveloped in an odd sort of haze that was almost a knife's edge of pleasure /pain. The green slumped to the floor with a grunt, wings outstretched as she crumpled to her stomach with a weak hiss.
When the feeling wore off, there was only pain.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 7:52 pm
"Elegance," Amarus said, with a smile, her expression distant and sedated. "I am content with you once more, ghoul," Amarus said, to the plant-ghoul who had lost immediately to Zar's brutal attack.
Zar's nature and Amarus' nature were alike in some ways, but entirely different in most, if Amarus' opinion counted for anything. They were alike in that their abilities involved others and their need for them. Without someone else, after all, what did it matter that he was desire and she was narcotics?
A dream with no dreamers.
On the other hand, she hardly wanted to take anyone to bed; in fact, under her influence, they likely wouldn't have it in them if she didn't ease up on the lotus smoke. If they resisted, however, she supposed their mind would be clear enough. That had never mattered, and never been an issue.
Amarus looked at Zar in a strange sort of way, her head tilting, when he asked probably rhetorically if he should apologize for being himself. She looked away, again, and thought about that. She had not gotten to fight in a very long time.
"I am grateful for the chance to fight again, though I look forward to seeing if you both become more suited to it," she said, looking more at Holly than at Des. She was partial, after all, to plants.
Amarus sat down next to Zar, for a moment, her legs folded underneath her and off to the side.
The effect seemed to wear off Deszeld fairly quickly, and hardly seemed to be enjoyable at all. Amarus frowned faintly. "I must wonder at how tense one would have to be to feel no bliss from that... a shame," she said, with the shrug of one pale, bare shoulder. She looked at Zar. "I suspect it is time for me to part ways once more," she said, softly, with a smile. The smile that she reserved only for friends.
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Posted: Tue Sep 30, 2014 8:04 pm
The four of them made odd pairs, Hollandaise thought idly. Toothy and Lotus, green and plant. For a moment, she ignored the others. "Deszeld, are you alright?" Concern tinted her voice, It was, after all, she who had insisted. Des forgot things the moment they were said, never held a grudge. Hollandaise sat and stewed and thought things over, picking them apart for each and every grievance. It was not productive; it was not nice. But it was what she did.
JAck, everything hurt. Hollandaise bit back a scathing reply at Amarus' words. Content with her? As if Hollandaise truly cared. Although... Amarus could prove useful if she were to learn to fight. So, she merely watching, eyes narrowed, as the lotus ghoul continued to make abysmal choices in friendship. Finally, she addressed Zar.
Zar, full of toothy arrogance. One day, she dearly hoped, someone would knock him down to size.
"How can you speak of forfeits when you've so clearly won? It is not sportsmanlike." Rolling her shoulder delicately (her skin was already bruising), she pulled the end of her braid over it and fiddle with the loose strands of hair. "You've won our wager, then. Though I still think a muzzle would do you good."
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