[ i am writing these starters up absolutely brain to keyboard, no filter or forethought
so anyway dante is in the relaxation area, pouring a cup of ass coffee into the plants. not like, dumping it. like, intentionally splitting up the coffee into equal portions for each plant. ]
reels back her fist and tries to punch? it's a 12 in like, terms of strength. just with her regular fist, by the way, she's not wearing her metal gloves. ]
but - he reels back, and laughs, and she fucking snorts at this. vi's a really accomplished fighter, it's about all she's good for, so she sees the punch coming, but she doesn't bother dodging. she takes it easily enough, and just immediately rocks forward with the rebound momentum to clothesline him.
this is a 3 though so y'know, not full strength. she's not holding back necessarily, she just knows she's got more muscles than him. ]
my mid rolls continue with a 13 but he throws himself at her and tackles her - she stumbles forward, catching herself, and instinctively reaches over her shoulder to try and grab him by the back of his shirt so she can like... pull him over her shoulder and slam him down into the ground on his back. ]
gets BRUISED TO HELL by this, and makes an annoyed sound before just straight up sitting on his legs. stop that!! it's a nine so it's probably not super graceful.
also just straight up reaches to slap him against the side of the head. the disrespect. ]
w0, monday
so anyway dante is in the relaxation area, pouring a cup of ass coffee into the plants. not like, dumping it. like, intentionally splitting up the coffee into equal portions for each plant. ]
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[ eyebrow raise, as she comes over with her hands in her jacket pockets. ]
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So caffeine kills them. Noted. But how quickly does it kill them?
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[ a beat. ]
What's the point of killing them?
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Okay, well. Quit killing plants. I'm thinking about putting together a sparring thing. You want in?
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Absolutely.
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snorts, and reaches to ruffle his hair, rudely. ]
Great. Start doing pushups, shrimpy. I'll let you know when me and Strohl have a better idea of what to do with it.
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it's affection week but the condescension of 'shrimpy' is pissing him off. affection week does mean he only lightly shoves, though ]
Not my fault this stupid body came all emaciated. [ he's not emaciated now, but, y'know. it was. ]
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It's not, no, but you can make it less that way.
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reels back her fist and tries to punch? it's a 12 in like, terms of strength. just with her regular fist, by the way, she's not wearing her metal gloves. ]
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anyway he reels back a little with the hit, and straightens back up with a hand on his cheek, laughing a little manically. ]
Alright, finally!
[ and then immediately throws himself into a punch to her face! This one is a 16. it's probably equivalent to vi's 12. ]
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but - he reels back, and laughs, and she fucking snorts at this. vi's a really accomplished fighter, it's about all she's good for, so she sees the punch coming, but she doesn't bother dodging. she takes it easily enough, and just immediately rocks forward with the rebound momentum to clothesline him.
this is a 3 though so y'know, not full strength. she's not holding back necessarily, she just knows she's got more muscles than him. ]
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once he's got his balance again, he leaps to tackle her, all limbs out like a spider, except i rolled a 6 so do with that what you will lol ]
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my mid rolls continue with a 13 but he throws himself at her and tackles her - she stumbles forward, catching herself, and instinctively reaches over her shoulder to try and grab him by the back of his shirt so she can like... pull him over her shoulder and slam him down into the ground on his back. ]
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oh he hates the shirt scruffing tho
once he's flat on the ground, he immediately retaliates with BICYCLING LEG KICKS, ONE AFTER THE OTHER, POW POW POW (it's a 14) ]
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gets BRUISED TO HELL by this, and makes an annoyed sound before just straight up sitting on his legs. stop that!! it's a nine so it's probably not super graceful.
also just straight up reaches to slap him against the side of the head. the disrespect. ]
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i rolled another 14 for his next bout of punches. imagine a tickle fight but with fists ]
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