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Chatlog 002 ☣ We're young and we're bored

So I hear tell about some pretty interesting people around here- namely, all you 'Servants' or Heroic Spirits or whatever.

[She leans forward, chin in her hands, and taps her fingers against her cheeks.]

You guys have got to tell me some stories. Being all legendary has to make for some interesting stuff to share.

[She makes a slight face.]

It'll sure beat waiting for terrible stuff to happen at least, right?

[You can all blame Archer and Lancer.]

[ooc: this post is in the afternoon after this log.]

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Oooh, that's the spirit!

[She laughs even as she's pushed away, re-finding her balance and moving in to slash at him with the blade on her arm, throwing in the occasional- and very dangerous- kick, trying to push him into an attack.]

Gimme everything you've got!

[He blocks her kicks with his spear and, as soon as he can see an opening, thrusts right at her chest.]

[She all but throws herself backward to avoid it, bending at an angle that would be difficult for most people and bringing her arm up to parry the strike upward. She laughs again, breath speeding up, and drops to her knees in order to sweep a leg out at his ankles.]

[He doesn't even have time to get a compliment out before the kick comes. He hops into the air to avoid it, and tries to strike down at the woman from above.]

[Both arms cross up above her head, and both blades extend to take the blow, and Asagi laughs as her knees dig into the ground from the impact.]

Ooooh, do it harder, why don't you?

[But she drops out from under the blow, rolling to one side and getting to her feet, blades on her arms getting larger.]

I like a guy who can keep up.

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[He grins.]

Then we have the same tastes. I look for the same things in my women.

[He doesn't wait for her to attack before launching into a series of fast thrusts, each one aimed at a vital area. If she were a regular human, then these would be considered killing blows.]

Is that right?

[She either dodges or parries most of the blow- though a few of her parries to lead to shallow cuts along an upper arm, high on a side. She pulls back to look down at a bleeding cut, sliding her fingers along it and bringing them to her mouth.]

Well then. Let's play a little rougher, shall we?

[She lowers her arms and then the blades on her arms extend to the point where they're almost as long as she is tall, and she laughs again before swinging at him full-tilt, slashing far faster than any normal person would be able to with blades that size attached to them.]

[While he can block her onslaught, he's slowly being pushed back. In addition, the slashes come so quick that he can't parry them perfectly. He finally breaks away from her by jumping back, but by then, his arms and cheeks are covered in shallow nicks.]

[Shallow nicks that knit themselves together even as he prepares to attack again.]

Looks like we're even here now. Is this the roughest that you can go?

Healing- ugh, you total cheat.

[If there's one thing he has on her it's that she doesn't heal quite so fast. But she doesn't rise to his baiting, despite how she looks him over as she adjusts her stance.]

Oh, I can- but it wouldn't be any fun if I wore you out so quickly.

[She shrugs lightly, arms motioning in an 'oh well' sort of manner even with the blades in place.]

I've got the stamina for more than this- don't you?

Of course I do. Even when I was human, I could fight a hundred men and have the energy to jump into bed with a few pretty lasses immediately after, if you know what I mean.

[Asagi isn't exactly unaware of what he means, but it does take her a moment to get what he's insinuating.

--surprisingly enough she blushes bright enough to be seen even over the blue tinge her skin has taken on, even if she does scoff out a laugh.]

I'm sure the lassies were grateful you saved the last of your energy for them.

[She takes a step forward eyes narrowing, and pulls as much power from the cloneblades as she can.]

But I'm going to need you to give me a fair share more than that.

Oh, don't worry. There's aren't many lasses of the right age here. You can say I've got a little too much energy these days.

[He also takes a step forward and thrusts his spear again.]

There's an age requirement? Didn't figure on that.

[She parries into the thrust, bringing herself up into his space,keeping one blade busy locked against his spear and leaning forward to lick at the blood from one of the cuts she'd landed.]

Oh well. Guess you'll have to burn off all that energy right here.

Hey, too young and it feels like I've got an unfair advantage.

[He pushes back against her blade, and since their faces are close enough, he leans toward to try to kiss her. Preferably on the nose.]

Eh?

[She blinks owlishly at the kiss to her nose, clearly not expecting any such thing, and then tilts her head.]

Well, in case you're thinking about holding back because of that...

[Her other hand came up, blade at the ready once more.]

I'm almost nineteen.

...That's a good enough age!

[He twists his spear, hoping to get her off balance.]

What do you to getting some dinner together after this? If we can still walk?

[She stumbles, but more in surprise than because of the move he'd pulled.]

...did you just ask me out?

[She literally has no idea how to process that.

So she's just not going to think about it too hard, and instead going to shorten the blades on her arms so she can speed up her attacks as she goes for him again.]

Ugh, beat me first, and we'll see.

So that's a yes then?

[He swings his spear to try and hit her with its butt end.]

It's an 'I don't know'!

[She takes the hit only so she can grab the spear and hold it- and him- still.

...and then those two cat-ear like portions of her hair spear forward toward him, intending to get him to let go of the spear.]

Honestly, what am I even supposed to say to something like that?!

[He doesn't just let go of the spear. He outright lets it vanish as he reaches forward to catch the projectiles.]

Still better than a no!

[Not just projectiles- they're attached. So when the spear disappears, she steels herself and then pulls herself toward him with them, intending to tackle him to the ground.]

Well... I don't think I'll be saying no.

[He lets her bowl him right over.]

Then that's a promise. How about a kiss to seal it?

Ah...

[Well that's sure... not what she was expecting. She pushes herself up a bit, blinking down at him, and then inclines her head slightly in a nod.]

Well... I guess it can't hurt, but...

[She bites her lip and looks somewhat sheepish for a half-second.]

I don't really know how so... you were warned.

Do you want to learn?

[He reaches a hand up to gently touch her cheek.]

Hmmm...

[She pretends to consider for a moment.]

Not the kind of lesson I might have expected, but...

[A very, very small smirk.]

I do like to learn new things.

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oh no they're cute

they are and this is the opposite of what I expected

opposite of what I expected too

*welp*

welp