Fluffy Snoodle [Enchantment!]
Training - Midian City
[[Thank Apoc for crashing and losing our begining.]]
[20:26] Ayr Bosatsu stares down at her, watching the rain caress down her skin as his ears flicked off stray drops touching his dark fur. "It's not heavy, expand your mind." Watching her run around he'd smirk, his body turning as he lifted the sword - using it as a bar - which sent him back a few steps when the two clattered. "Better," Flicks the rain off it," less fidgeting." Flings himself up into the air - the sword cutting down in an arc, but not for her head, no - he was clearly aiming to slice right down her body if he could get it.
[20:31] Fluffy Snoodle jams herself up on her sword, leaping off of it like a pro-ninja. She laughs quietly again. Her hands slide on the handle before grunting and arching her swing towards Ayrs should. But what's this? Oh noes! He sliced fluffs shoulder. Dun dun dunnn.
[20:34] Ayr Bosatsu lands down with a thud, barely there a second before he saw her sword coming down. Flinging his own up to deflect hers he'd cease trying to even waste his time with cutting her. As the scent of blood hit his nose he grinned vapidly amidst the rain. He felt a crease on his own shoulder though - her sword had cut into his arm, leaving a dark stream of blood and torn cloth in its wake. His neck twinged; anger bubbling up in him as he lifted his sword up, trying to cut hers out of her hand - swinging wildly with stupid amounts of force to send hers flying if he could.
[20:38] Fluffy Snoodle didn't have enough time to react to the force upon her sword, which created even more force upon her wrist. A sick 'Snap!' of bones could be heard within' her wrist as the blade got stuck on her own hand. She'd look down to her wrist- which was twisted the wrong way before looking back up to Ayr. The pain hadn't hit her just yet. And finally, a clang of her sword hitting the cement would be heard echoing off of the rooftop before the quiet rhythm of raindrops were the only noises around them...for now.
[20:40] Ayr Bosatsu heaves, watching her for the longest time - the rain deafening to his senses. Heave. Heave. Heave. Ceaselessly watching her with his sword still in his hand. "You've lost," he spat out coldly - his eyes remaining on her own, the sound of the crunch not even registering with his mind in this weird adrenalien fuelled state. Lifting up his leg to try and finish the fight he'd try and kick her the rest of the way away from him; trying to finally put her onto the ground and end it once and for all.
[20:42] Fluffy Snoodle looks up to Ayr as she falls once more, she was cradling her right wrist with her free arm protectively as she skidded across the wet concrete. Tears started to fill her eyes as she looked down at herself. She had lost, and not only that but her wrist was snapped all the way back and lucky her. First time ever breaking a bone - go figure. "AAAAAH!" She, yes, screamed out as the pain finally hit her - only added with the frost in Ayrs voice.
[20:45] Ayr Bosatsu twists his mouth unpleasantly - a deafening crack of thunder rolling in above them. Amidst the rain, his own blood on the roof and her screams it was a horrible sight to behold. "This is over," lifting up his sword he'd swing it down in an arc - hoping to cut her wherever he could; merely a flesh wound to show she'd lost the fight and put her into her place firmly. Even though he loved her dearly. The sound of the sword cutting through the air caused his ears to twitch, and watching it come down over her rendered his heart in pieces - but it was a necessary evil as some would say. A lesson in humility.
[20:48] Fluffy Snoodle stares at the sword wide-eyed as it fell upon her own flesh. Fear clear in her eyes as she glanced up to Ayr, though they'd shut tightly as his blade dug it's way into her flesh. Her left arm covered in blood as the sword dug deeper in her flesh than it was probably meant. Though when it was all over she'd fall to her side. The rain washed her blood over her own body - pooling underneath her as she shivered and shook in pain. Lesson in humility? Totally not needed kthx. Fluff knew her place already!
[20:51] Ayr Bosatsu withdraws his phone silently, turning away as he texted for some help - his nose burning with her scent of blood. Exhaling heavily he'd lean his head forward - exposing the back of his neck to the raindrops, one arm hand resting over his exposed wound - whincing at the blood running down his arm. "I'll get you a medic," he murmured lowly - another bolt of lightning streaking over the sky high above them. Looking down at the rain as it pooled about his feet he'd frown, turning to look at her once more - her body laying there like a half empty sack of potatos.
[20:55] Fluffy Snoodle's lip twitches as tears continues to stream down her face. The water below her now tainted with her own blood as more and more rushed from her arm - and her wrist, cradled lovingly against her chest. She layed there silently, shivering as the slow loss of blood cooled her body. The poor fox was tough on the outside but a real softy on the inside.
[20:56] Ayr Bosatsu throws his sword over his shoulder, grunting at the lack of response. Slowly leaning down he'd drag her body up if she'd let him, cradling it to his own tightly as he looked about the city scape; sure no one would see him. "Alright, off home we go."
Training - Midian City
[[Thank Apoc for crashing and losing our begining.]]
[20:26] Ayr Bosatsu stares down at her, watching the rain caress down her skin as his ears flicked off stray drops touching his dark fur. "It's not heavy, expand your mind." Watching her run around he'd smirk, his body turning as he lifted the sword - using it as a bar - which sent him back a few steps when the two clattered. "Better," Flicks the rain off it," less fidgeting." Flings himself up into the air - the sword cutting down in an arc, but not for her head, no - he was clearly aiming to slice right down her body if he could get it.
[20:31] Fluffy Snoodle jams herself up on her sword, leaping off of it like a pro-ninja. She laughs quietly again. Her hands slide on the handle before grunting and arching her swing towards Ayrs should. But what's this? Oh noes! He sliced fluffs shoulder. Dun dun dunnn.
[20:34] Ayr Bosatsu lands down with a thud, barely there a second before he saw her sword coming down. Flinging his own up to deflect hers he'd cease trying to even waste his time with cutting her. As the scent of blood hit his nose he grinned vapidly amidst the rain. He felt a crease on his own shoulder though - her sword had cut into his arm, leaving a dark stream of blood and torn cloth in its wake. His neck twinged; anger bubbling up in him as he lifted his sword up, trying to cut hers out of her hand - swinging wildly with stupid amounts of force to send hers flying if he could.
[20:38] Fluffy Snoodle didn't have enough time to react to the force upon her sword, which created even more force upon her wrist. A sick 'Snap!' of bones could be heard within' her wrist as the blade got stuck on her own hand. She'd look down to her wrist- which was twisted the wrong way before looking back up to Ayr. The pain hadn't hit her just yet. And finally, a clang of her sword hitting the cement would be heard echoing off of the rooftop before the quiet rhythm of raindrops were the only noises around them...for now.
[20:40] Ayr Bosatsu heaves, watching her for the longest time - the rain deafening to his senses. Heave. Heave. Heave. Ceaselessly watching her with his sword still in his hand. "You've lost," he spat out coldly - his eyes remaining on her own, the sound of the crunch not even registering with his mind in this weird adrenalien fuelled state. Lifting up his leg to try and finish the fight he'd try and kick her the rest of the way away from him; trying to finally put her onto the ground and end it once and for all.
[20:42] Fluffy Snoodle looks up to Ayr as she falls once more, she was cradling her right wrist with her free arm protectively as she skidded across the wet concrete. Tears started to fill her eyes as she looked down at herself. She had lost, and not only that but her wrist was snapped all the way back and lucky her. First time ever breaking a bone - go figure. "AAAAAH!" She, yes, screamed out as the pain finally hit her - only added with the frost in Ayrs voice.
[20:45] Ayr Bosatsu twists his mouth unpleasantly - a deafening crack of thunder rolling in above them. Amidst the rain, his own blood on the roof and her screams it was a horrible sight to behold. "This is over," lifting up his sword he'd swing it down in an arc - hoping to cut her wherever he could; merely a flesh wound to show she'd lost the fight and put her into her place firmly. Even though he loved her dearly. The sound of the sword cutting through the air caused his ears to twitch, and watching it come down over her rendered his heart in pieces - but it was a necessary evil as some would say. A lesson in humility.
[20:48] Fluffy Snoodle stares at the sword wide-eyed as it fell upon her own flesh. Fear clear in her eyes as she glanced up to Ayr, though they'd shut tightly as his blade dug it's way into her flesh. Her left arm covered in blood as the sword dug deeper in her flesh than it was probably meant. Though when it was all over she'd fall to her side. The rain washed her blood over her own body - pooling underneath her as she shivered and shook in pain. Lesson in humility? Totally not needed kthx. Fluff knew her place already!
[20:51] Ayr Bosatsu withdraws his phone silently, turning away as he texted for some help - his nose burning with her scent of blood. Exhaling heavily he'd lean his head forward - exposing the back of his neck to the raindrops, one arm hand resting over his exposed wound - whincing at the blood running down his arm. "I'll get you a medic," he murmured lowly - another bolt of lightning streaking over the sky high above them. Looking down at the rain as it pooled about his feet he'd frown, turning to look at her once more - her body laying there like a half empty sack of potatos.
[20:55] Fluffy Snoodle's lip twitches as tears continues to stream down her face. The water below her now tainted with her own blood as more and more rushed from her arm - and her wrist, cradled lovingly against her chest. She layed there silently, shivering as the slow loss of blood cooled her body. The poor fox was tough on the outside but a real softy on the inside.
[20:56] Ayr Bosatsu throws his sword over his shoulder, grunting at the lack of response. Slowly leaning down he'd drag her body up if she'd let him, cradling it to his own tightly as he looked about the city scape; sure no one would see him. "Alright, off home we go."