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Electricity jolted through both of his arms, sparkling blue among his muscles. He rubbed his hands together, only to intensify the electricity. "Sometimes a jolt can feel kinda good!" He winked, trying to match her playful style. |
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She let her pain subside, and decided to just have some fun. "Oh I know, but first you should lie down, and cancel that magic." She orders, staring at him in the eyes. "Now please~" |
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Mihr continued to rub his hands together, generating weak static electricity which he converted into stronger jolts that crawled and slithered around his chest, producing a crackling noise. When he heard her requests, he couldnt help but feel the pity that had tricked him once before. The electricity started to fade. "I'm..." He tried to say. "I'm the dominant one!" He yelled assertively, trying to put his
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Tharja stares at him as he begins to rub his hands together. "NOT SO FAST!" Tharja insists, shooting up a large, tree-covered-in-vines type object, right infront of him. It was fully black, and once he rammed into it, or dodged it, would vanish in a puff of black smoke. "I know quite a few negative magic arts~" |
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Thanks to the perceptive elf blood in him, Mihr was able to spot the dark tree and skid across the floor before hitting it. Swerving around it, he charged closer to her, preparing an electric-tackle. |
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Tharja had two options, run or be an idiot that may work. And since she never went to school, she chose the latter. The girl turned around, and pulled up her skirt, bottom facing him. She would peak over her shoulder, smiling cheekily. This may just work. |
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He definitely stopped and paused, forcing his hands that were in front of him to his side and fighting any kind of temptation. The grin she delivered did it for him. "It's gonna take more than a cute b/utt to stop me!" He swerved around, careful not to touch her from her behind and instead end up in front of her. |
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She would give a little wiggle. "Well, that was close for you~" she teases, and hops back, so shes got some distance from him and his electricity. "TAKE THIS!" The woman yells, and launches a burst a water, mixed with some of her trademark black mist of at him. "I'm sure you'd love to feel what you're charging up." The demon elf states, knowing what happens when electricity touches water. |
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By the time Lyrod made it back home he noticed the other member had awakened, in one swift motion the homeless man who of no one knew his real name took all of the raisin bread and went back up stairs.
Before Lyrod could grab him he had already faded away, Damn teleporting hobos Lyron thought to himself before putting up all the groceries that he had recently bought with great delight. |
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"Nope!" Mihr yells. He was prepared for another trick, and this time did pretty well at dodging the stream. Some drops and mist were scattered over his chest, and that gave him a little shock, but he forced all the electricity to his hands. His hands, now crackling with energy, sent out jolts of lightning aimed right for Tharja, while Mihr tried finding an opening to tackle her. |
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Tharja realizes she was screwed, and took a step back. "Now now...can't we just talk about this?" She pleads, praying to get out of the shock of her life, literally. |
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"Nuh-uh! We agreed to fight!" He stopped running and now just inched closer. "Unless you're giving in. And I don't mean acting like it to manipulate me!" |
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Darias remained silent the whole trip
"DUPLO!? I'LL 'DUPLO' YOU IN THE NUTBAG!" |
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Tharja considered her options. "How much will it hurt?" she asks, on her knees. "Because if it hurts alot then well...." |
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Finally, they reached the ground. Callon hopped off the dragon.
"UN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. TH" - Sunless Sea |
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"For you... I wont go hard." Mihr's shoulders slumped. "But I'm getting revenge for all that arm twisting!" |
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"OH, in that case..." She would, on her knees, arch her arms up, right to his crotch. "TAKE THIS!" Tharja announces, and stands after connecting. |
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Darias hops off the dragon, this time not falling on his face. He begins to stretch and adjust himself from the flight
"Eh, damn, riding a dragon is not the most comfortable thing in the world."
Darias finally speaks, and seems completely over this whole adventure. That was a good thing, one would suppose, as an angry Darias does not seem liker something one would want to deal with, as the dead tavern thugs proved well enough
"Anyway." Darias begins to say, turning to Callon in the process. "It's your call if you want to report what happened, I don't intend on stopping you. After all, what kind of hero would I be if I did?"
"DUPLO!? I'LL 'DUPLO' YOU IN THE NUTBAG!" |
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"OWWW!" He said, jumping back but also enraged he gave her a slap to her cheeks before reacting. Holding those parts to show the pain, he stood back a few feet, waiting for it to go away. "That's not how I wanted you to feel that!" |
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Tharja got a faceful of his hand, and electricity. "EEEEEEEEEEEH!" She yells, clutching her face and stumbling back a few steps. "OWOWOWOWOWOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW" The girl panics out, getting some distance to rest. |
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The pain starting to go away, Mihr charged at her, wanting to tackle her. "Say you give up! You apologize this time!" |
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"..Whatever." He walked off towards the guard to notify them of the criminals in the forest camp.
"UN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. THE SUN. TH" - Sunless Sea |
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Tharja was hit by the big tackle, fighting back by struggling. "I'm not giving up! You had all your tricks and I'm gonna win anyway!" She argues, and wraps her legs around his waist, trying to squeeze him, even if hes ontop of her from the tackle. |
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Mihr tried holding her wrists in place so she couldn't use her hands, but her strong legs pushed him closer down on her. He tried changing positions so this could be less awkward. "In any other scenario, I'd love your legs around me, but not here." |
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She held him in this position. "SUBMIT!" The girl orders, making sure hes stuck ontop of her. Tharja was much better off being in a awkward state then Mihr. "Give in now!" The demon elf argues, although is obviously unable to get her hands moving. |
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