sololoquy: (saying that you shouldn't waste)
ĸylo ren ([personal profile] sololoquy) wrote in [community profile] epidemiology 2016-10-26 04:59 pm (UTC)

[Her tactic to force him back works like a charm, and Ren has to break his concentration again in order to dodge and direct her hit away from anything vital. The goal had been achieved -- he'd been willing to take a glancing blow in order to firmly plant in her mind that she was beyond real help.

That said, she's too close to dodge it entirely. There's a brief shout of pain as the saber slices up his arm and across part of his chest, singing his robes and cauterizing skin beneath it on contact. He seethes only for a moment, eyes watering while he blinks past the pain in order to fix his grip and return her attack.

He comes in strong with a series of strikes meant to push her back twice as much as she had tried to push him, lacking grace in exchange for raw bulk and power. She'll be on the ground if he has his way -- and he'll walk away with that saber proudly.

Robes could be mended, skin would heal. But the stain on his pride will never leave him if he doesn't succeed here.]


Only because you are ignorant to how desperately you need it!

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