[SE] [Training] the greatest endangered thing
for Noe
Lena Magnus
 
Advisor/Celestine Caretaker
Age: 30 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Attuned | Citizenship: Stormbreak | Level: 7
STR: 28 - DEX: 28 - END: 33 - LUCK: 28 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 231 - BASE ROLL: 56
MITTENS - Mythical - Abominable Snowball
Played by: Heather
Posts: 1,511 | Total: 13,963
MP: 6559

#15
a ship is safe in harbor
but that's not what ships are for
Natural instinct began to hold over her now, evasion, a tactic Lena wholly preferred over any and actual combat. The threat of Noe’s impending fist had her shuffling over to the right, feeling the whoosh of air rummage past her clothing, eyes widening, managing surprise at the escape of the latest barrage.

But that didn’t mean she was in the clear, and she lowered herself slightly, trying to minimize the amount of space the Accepted had to work with, and aimed her next, still albeit sadly slow, punch at Noe’s arm – wondering if any residual sting or ache would make the other woman less likely to utilize the motions.

Lena
Noe Carpenter
 
Engineer
Age: 21 | Height: 5'0" | Race: Accepted | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 2
STR: 16 - DEX: 16 - END: 16 - LUCK: 11 - ARC: 0 - INT: - HP: 32 - BASE ROLL: 27
MIKA - Regular - Mata-Mata
Played by: Rayo
Posts: 321 | Total: 4,718
MP: 3630

#16
Noe
Change my priorities
Lena dodged Noe's next assault, surprising the girl and leaving her flailing, suddenly, for balance. In the resulting moment of chaos in which she tried to right herself, block, and dodge all at once, Noe only managed to stumble a bit to the side - and certainly not enough to get out of Lena's way. The woman's fist connected with her arm, and the girl frowned more than winced, disappointed in her own inability to be quicker, stronger, better.

But she could pick herself apart later. For now, she turned, using the arm that hadn't been hit to throw a wider punch towards Lena's arm. Perhaps if she could land a blow on the woman's dominant arm, her opponent would be less likely to strike her in return.

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3/4
The taste of your lips is my idea of luxury
Lena Magnus
 
Advisor/Celestine Caretaker
Age: 30 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Attuned | Citizenship: Stormbreak | Level: 7
STR: 28 - DEX: 28 - END: 33 - LUCK: 28 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 231 - BASE ROLL: 56
MITTENS - Mythical - Abominable Snowball
Played by: Heather
Posts: 1,511 | Total: 13,963
MP: 6559

#17
a ship is safe in harbor
but that's not what ships are for
Lena was once more surprised to see she’d even hit Noe for a second time – eyes still widened and mind still bothered – when the Accepted came again. Reeling and hoping for a second evasion attempt, she shifted to the right, dashing, intending to get out of the way.

Which only partially worked in the end, as Noe’s fist glazed and glanced off the side of her arm with some impact, leaving her eyes watering and a hiss echoing from her lungs. Balancing out her weight, she figured she’d take one last plunge, and while her arm was affected (perhaps even slower now), she’d make do with what she had, striving to counter with another raised fist to the younger woman’s ribs.

Lena
Noe Carpenter
 
Engineer
Age: 21 | Height: 5'0" | Race: Accepted | Citizenship: Torchline | Level: 2
STR: 16 - DEX: 16 - END: 16 - LUCK: 11 - ARC: 0 - INT: - HP: 32 - BASE ROLL: 27
MIKA - Regular - Mata-Mata
Played by: Rayo
Posts: 321 | Total: 4,718
MP: 3630

#18
Noe
Change my priorities
Noe's blow landed - sort of - and this time, the girl was ready for any potential outcome. As her strike glanced off Lena's arm, Noe withdrew, moving as quickly as possible to try and get out of the way. Her efforts, this time, were not in vain, for Lena's next counter whooshed through empty air. Perhaps it had been the punch that had landed, or perhaps Lena simply wasn't trying very hard, or perhaps they were both just maddeningly unskilled - either way, Noe would take it.

Grinning with delight, Noe took a half step forward, to get back in range, and then threw another punch. This time she aimed for Lena's other shoulder, hoping to distribute her punches and so avoid any more serious injury to her friend.
The taste of your lips is my idea of luxury
Lena Magnus
 
Advisor/Celestine Caretaker
Age: 30 | Height: 5'9" | Race: Attuned | Citizenship: Stormbreak | Level: 7
STR: 28 - DEX: 28 - END: 33 - LUCK: 28 - ARC: - INT: - HP: 231 - BASE ROLL: 56
MITTENS - Mythical - Abominable Snowball
Played by: Heather
Posts: 1,511 | Total: 13,963
MP: 6559

#19
a ship is safe in harbor
but that's not what ships are for
And just like that, in one moment of uncertainty and inattention, Lena felt Noe’s punch land on the opposing shoulder. She hid the sudden bout well through another quiet hiss, already thinking about her healing staff in her bag for all the newfound bruises. “Well done,” she smiled, hand instinctively rubbing at the newfound sore spot. “That’s probably been enough for today, mm?” It certainly had been for her.

Snagging at the mending properties, she touched over the foundling contusions and blemishes, rendering the damage almost intangible. “There. I can heal you too if you need it.” And thereafter, they’d be able to sway their way from the dreaded isle, one more combative means back into their thresholds.

[FIN]

Lena

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