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rapscalliongirl) wrote in
paradisa2014-04-21 04:09 am
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Three Walls | dictation/action
[ The young woman is sitting at the open doors to the castle's entrance, papers around her, weighted down by head-sized stones.
The papers are covered in various sketches that are actually pretty detailed. The sketches all contain one specific thing. Manicas. Real Roman (Reimian) manicas, with various different details. And she even has one real in her hands.
She straps in onto her arm, flexes her fingers and shifts her arm, trying out how it feels. She seem to be pretty pleased, and she sounds it. ]
Alright! Just like a real one!
[ It has the same golden shine as her armor, as it should be, according to her. It wouldn't fit the image of a Remian soldier if it wasn't.
And then she shoves her arm out, straight forward, out toward the yard. The manica doesn't have any effect in itself, but the pressure from her punch pushes the air aside, and it topples over items in its path. Maybe also a random innocent passerby, too. ]
Crap.
The papers are covered in various sketches that are actually pretty detailed. The sketches all contain one specific thing. Manicas. Real Roman (Reimian) manicas, with various different details. And she even has one real in her hands.
She straps in onto her arm, flexes her fingers and shifts her arm, trying out how it feels. She seem to be pretty pleased, and she sounds it. ]
Alright! Just like a real one!
[ It has the same golden shine as her armor, as it should be, according to her. It wouldn't fit the image of a Remian soldier if it wasn't.
And then she shoves her arm out, straight forward, out toward the yard. The manica doesn't have any effect in itself, but the pressure from her punch pushes the air aside, and it topples over items in its path. Maybe also a random innocent passerby, too. ]
Crap.

+1 Random Passerby
What the heOOf!
...Ow...
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[ At least the bushes saved him from crashing into the ground. She bounces up to her feet, eyes quickly going to him to see if he's hurt. ]
Sorry!
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What is wrong with you!? Why don't you watch what you're doing!
[Church struggles to get out of shrubbery and stand up.]
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I know perfectly well what I'm doing, you just appeared out of nowhere.
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[He gets up and dusts himself off.]
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