[master of shadows]

[knightwings]

It's late at night (as usual) and here we have a Hypnos, dashing out of one of the doors - in his white business suit (now fairly soiled), panting a little and slamming the door closed - but not before sending a Bufudyne right inside.

What's he doing? Do you have your armour equipped and your HP/SP replenished?

[ooc: e.g. mun is terribly bored. Sparring post get! Talking is fine too :|b]

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[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Headtilt.

"...you look like you are frustrated with life as well."

[demifemme]

Quite a bit, to be honest. And sometimes the only real cure is punching something, don't you think?

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Our headwings flare for a moment, and we nod in agreement. "Normally I do not advocate violence of any kind, but ah - some times - "

He shoots you a small smile. "Care to test your abilities against me?"

[demifemme]

*Shura can't help but smile at the little wings. Forgive her.*

I'd like to... but I wouldn't want to hurt you either.

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

;A; we can't help the wings, lady.

"I assure you, I am not hurt easily."

This is his BRING IT ON expression.

[demifemme]

*She's not laughing, she just think it's cute.*

All right. *With a nod, she gets into her battle stance, before rushing toward him and throwing a punch aimed at his chest.*

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

:|b He dodges to the left and sprints away. MInd Charge is go.

[demifemme]

*Shura spins on her heels to follow him, grinning. She's clearly enjoying this.*

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Casts Sukukaja, Hit/Eva up! Aaand still dodging orz you're pretty fast.

[demifemme]

*So you want to play that game, huh? Fog Breath for you, Hypnos!

And thank you, she was a track runner in her "previous life". It helps a lot.*

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Gdit, my Sukukaja ;A;

Twists backward and throws an Agidyne at you!

[demifemme]

*The surprise Agidyne makes her stumble back even though she isn't hurt. You're strong... so we'll take a bit of the edge off. Shura takes a deep breath and lets it all out in a War Cry that makes the nearest doors shakes on their hinges.

She's still grinning.*

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Of course, we're the Mage half of the twins. And okay, that War Cry == do not want.

"Enjoying this, are you?" "Skids to a stop and chucks a Flame Magatama at you. Which may not be the best thing to do orz

[demifemme]

*Shura chuckles in a manner not unlike Lucifer's.* Of course I am. Isn't it why you invited me to spar with you?

*She catches the object thrown at her, blinking when she opens her hand and it's engulfed in flames.* A... magatama? *She laughs a bit. That's... sort of cute.* First time I can hold the jewel version...

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Smile right back at you then, because well, you're unfazed by your hand on fire and that's certainly something.

"Oh -" facepalm. Wrong item. Agilao Gem coming your way, then.

Shuramun needs Hypnos' opium and sleep orz

[demifemme]

*This time her feet are on fire, and you singed her favourite shoes.* That's not nice! *she points out as she dives in for a punch.*

o/

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Aw, crap, too slow - he twists away at the last moment but it still hurts :|

"Good arm," we say, before skipping backward a couple of metres and throwing another Agilao Gem your way. Endless supply of those things, actually.

[demifemme]

Thank you. *Shura stops on her feet just long enough to Focus, paying little attention to the flames licking up heer legs.*

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Okay, while you're doing your Focus thing, we're sprinting forward and aiming a kick to sweep you off your (flaming) feet.

[demifemme]

*Shura hits the ground hard, but quickly jumps back on her feet to fire a Freikugel at Hypnos. It's a god, and pretty badass so far, so he shouldn't die just from that, right?*

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Ah crap, Almighty damage is go - he stumbles and lands hard on his backside, looking winded. He wasn't expecting that one.

Err just casting Diarahan on himself now, woo.

[demifemme]

*Oops. He's like her, then. She offers him a hand.* Sorry, was that too much?

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Takes the hand and smiles up at you as he stands up with your help.

"Ah, no, not at all." The Diarahan leaves him good as new, after all, spare a couple of bruises. "It was fun, actually."

"And you? Are you all right?" D: Sorry about the shoes, orz.

[demifemme]

*Shura smiles.* I'm good. New shoes can be bought, it's not problem. I feel better now, to be honest. I had lots of fun too.

[poppiesfield.livejournal.com]

Errr just casting a Diarama on you, just in case.

"That's good to hear." Pause, while dusting off his suit. "I notice that you are not wearing your robe as well. You are feeling better now?"