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fandomtownies2020-02-23 12:28 pm
notarockharpist) wrote in fandomtownies2020-02-23 12:28 pm
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Somewhere on the Beach, Sunday Afternoon
Yasha still hadn't been able to make her way off the island, and she was beginning to get frustrated by it. No, never mind that, she was already definitely frustrated by it. She'd take this kind of frustration over the previous week's, but there was still a persistent itch that felt like it was just beneath her skin and it was making her just a little bit twitchy.
Okay, more than a little bit twitchy.
Finally, in a fit offailing a wisdom check with a low DC because that happens a lot when you have a negative modifier exasperation she called Beau (she was still getting the hang of text messages, and could never remember where the messaging app was in the first place) to see if she'd be up to sparring for a bit. The answer was, unsurprisingly, yes ... or "hell fucking yeah," to be more accurate.
So they'd picked out a stretch of the beach -- the sand would slow them down, but theoretically in the long run it would work out to their benefitwhen they got that unarmored speed improvement in three levels, and the area was generously scattered with rocks just to make things interesting. It wasn't the first time they'd gone up against each other before, but as Beau had pointed out, for once it wasn't because one of them had gotten hit with a charm effect, so that would be new.
Anyway, it was a good bout: back and forth, just about evenly matched as always, Beau making up with agility and precision for where Yasha had her outmatched in terms of sheer brute force. Despite Beau's best efforts to talk her into it, Yasha had opted to not go into a battle rage, reminding her that they weren't trying to kill each other here and she'd really rather not accidentally carve Beau into pieces because she had a really fucking huge sword. Besides, if she'd been raging, she couldn't really enjoy this.
... which was a bit of a mixed result, really, but still.
[OOC: Just trying to shake myself out of a slump here, really, but can be open for either/both of them, if you don't mind me being suuuuuuuuper slow today.]
Okay, more than a little bit twitchy.
Finally, in a fit of
So they'd picked out a stretch of the beach -- the sand would slow them down, but theoretically in the long run it would work out to their benefit
Anyway, it was a good bout: back and forth, just about evenly matched as always, Beau making up with agility and precision for where Yasha had her outmatched in terms of sheer brute force. Despite Beau's best efforts to talk her into it, Yasha had opted to not go into a battle rage, reminding her that they weren't trying to kill each other here and she'd really rather not accidentally carve Beau into pieces because she had a really fucking huge sword. Besides, if she'd been raging, she couldn't really enjoy this.
... which was a bit of a mixed result, really, but still.
[OOC: Just trying to shake myself out of a slump here, really, but can be open for either/both of them, if you don't mind me being suuuuuuuuper slow today.]