…Bad timing again.
.......................................Eight, student of the Suzaku Peristylium and a proud member of Class Zero. The 16 year old monk fights to protect his nation, and also his friends, all the while refusing to raise a weapon. Despite the fact that he hates taking lives, the war leaves him with no other choice but to accept this fate. Neverless, he will continue to fight alongside Class Zero in hopes of ending the bloodshed.
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Just popping on to say I’m gonna hold out a bit.
Losing the motivation to RP all around, but maybe it’s just a phase. I can’t say for sure, but eh, may as well be optimistic. I doubt going off and Indieing will make much of a difference like it has for most of the folk, because…well, it never did in the first place for me lol.
ooc: ajks orz I can’t hang around any longer ;; really gotta call it a night so catch y’all tomorrow!
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EIGHT WINS
NOW YOU’RE UP AGAINST DEUCE, SHE WAS LATE.
…[Looks between Coach Bahamut and Deuce. He then goes to whisper in his ear] Coach, I can’t. Even in training. She’s like a little sister to me.
-SIGHS-
WELL I CAN’T HAVE HER STANDING AROUND DOING NOTHING, IT’S A WASTE OF A PRACTICE DAY. FIND HER A PARTNER IF YOU CAN’T BE IT.
[Nods] Right, Coach. [Looks around and notices a green eyed blonde girl] …One second, coach.
(Source: megaxflare)
EIGHT WINS
NOW YOU’RE UP AGAINST DEUCE, SHE WAS LATE.
…[Looks between Coach Bahamut and Deuce. He then goes to whisper in his ear] Coach, I can’t. Even in training. She’s like a little sister to me.
(Source: megaxflare)
(The blow connects, and Jenova staggers back, entering into a guard.)
Fuck!
[Lets out a calming breath as she staggers back, going back into his stance, his eyes twitch briefly at Jenova’s curse. He then feints step forward in an attempt to have her lower her guard and leave an opening to try and strike him.]
(Source: 8thheaven)
(darts in and deals a swift body blow to his lower midsection)
[Grimaces in pain as he’s dealt the blow, but quickly recovers and goes to deliver an uppercut to the gut.]
(gasps in pain, and strafes to the left before jabbing at his right shoulder)
[Quickly takes his upright stance, he then sharply rotates his body to avoid the jab and then returns with a right fist aiming for her chest.]
…R-right.
angel-flute replied to your post: …
[blushes] S-so I’ve found out… I think I’ll stay anyways… It’s not like we’re strangers to fighting, right? [grimaces]
But listen, don’t pressure yourself to do it, all right? I don’t want you stuck doing something you don’t enjoy in your free time.
