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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Feb 23, 2016 0:41:02 GMT -8
Emily turned to look at Vivi and just....stared. For a really long time. She blinked once. Then stared again. Her only response was actually very quiet.
"It's not a date."
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 23, 2016 0:46:40 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Violet was caught in a pause momentarily taking into consideration how Emily had responded, a smug little smirk on her face seeing that she either couldn't handle it or rather saw right through Violet's approach. "I know that wasn't a no... but if you don't choose I'll choose for you." Vi stated adamantly once again pumping her hip out and settling her palm on it finally feeling in a position of power over Emily even if she had no real experience herself in the matter.
"I don't know about that, hard to misinterpret 'GO OUT WITH ME!' HAHA." Violet would state making a mock representation of Richard's own words moments before.
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Feb 23, 2016 0:48:41 GMT -8
Emily blinked again, then her eyebrows came down. She slowly stood and would walk around the couch, heading for the door. She was still ignoring the advice on "something cute to wear" - as if she'd wear a dress or something- and opened the door to the Pillars office.
She appeared ready to run Richard down!
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 23, 2016 0:57:39 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Giddy and momentarily in her own head she'd match apparels that would look good on Emily, granted given the girl's predisposition for jeans and jackets she didn't know what much to work with but she was always partial to the color blue. Perhaps a navy sundress with a sunhat and wedges. Yeah. She may need to snoop into the date that Richard had plans for tomorrow so she could get a good idea of where they were going. Matchmaker matchmaker make me a match. She'd coo giggling almost missing Emily's escape entirely when the door closed behind her with an inherent slam.
"HEY!" Violet would take off after Emily in a run quick to mirror the girl in the outer hallway making to match her pace and continue to goad her. "You didn't end up giving me an answer, but I have a great sundress for ya, you'll LOVE it." Flaunting her hands as she'd speak to make the imagry a bit more intense for her silent friend.
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Feb 23, 2016 1:02:36 GMT -8
Emily, unable to track Richard down, slammed the bottom of her fist into the wall in irritation, cracks erupting around it. Despite her clear frustration, she was tinting a little at the cheeks, her teeth grinding. She had no intention of dating anyone- and had she known that it was a date when she agreed she never would have done it in the first place. Turning to look at Violet, Emily pictured punching the all-too-happy girl in the face to wipe that knowing smirk off it.
'Must. Resist. Violence.'
She gave a little "Tch" and let out a breath before bringing a hand up and brushing it through her hair to shake out the tension now riding up her spine.
"Fine."
She had plans for this Richard and his Cafe- if she had to go on a "date" in order to get what she wanted, who was she to fight it? She would turn around and walk back to the Pillars office, her pent up aggression dissipating.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 23, 2016 1:18:20 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Violet would continue to mirror Emily even taking to pause when she'd punched a wall undetered by the momentarily split of violence against the wall and not her. She could only validate it as the fact that Emily was overflowing with emotions as noted by the red flushing her cheeks at the moment of how Vi knew the position she was in. That squeal she'd been holding in finally slipped out excitedly.
"Sooooo I'll get that dress." Violet would start off excitedly although attentive to if Emily would stop her short, curious to the idea if she wanted to go shopping after all. There were certainly a number of things that she could get for herself as well. If she didn't stop Violet however, Vi would jostle off to her own locker and shuffle through things in a speedy mess.
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Feb 29, 2016 7:06:10 GMT -8
Emily's scowl for some reason refused to deter the bubbly girl. Emily wasn't....wasn't a dress person. She hadn't worn a dress since she went to her fathers funeral, in fact. That was...an event worthy of being "Pretty", as she saw it. This was nothing. She saw it as a ploy for the kid to try and get on her good side. She didn't see him as an enemy, she just didn't trust him. He probably wanted something more from her and just wanted to ask in private. But Vi was hell bent on making this out to be more than it already is. She didn't follow after Vi, instead moving into the office and shutting the door behind her.
Moving onto the couch, she started to read "Mother of Storms" by John Barnes, the book that she'd found inside one of the small lockers in the room that was heavily rusted. The one that had "Cdun Tnyk" written on it in very faded marker. She hadn't been able to decipher the rest but....it was a pretty damn good book. She had only just started it last night, and was already almost a hundred and fifty pages in.
Popping a soda, she plopped onto the couch and lounged, ignoring hallway Violet for now.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Feb 29, 2016 9:12:42 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me As luck would have it she had three dresses picked out. Blue, Purple, Bright Orange-Yellow. She'd glint with a beaming grin turning about with all three under an arm and skedaddle over behind Emily on the couch and would give her a beat to raise and maybe play along at the very least to play dress-up however that instant wouldn't last long before Violet would clear hear throat in demand. Another brief beat before Violet would attempt to dress Emily herself in the seated position painfully strapping over the bright sunflower adorned dress first and foremost.
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 9, 2016 10:43:43 GMT -8
" !?" Emily would stand and shove Violet off her as soon as the girl removed her coat, stripping off the generally plain black CAPTAIN jacket and revealing.... a bright blue, button up shirt over a purple spaghetti strap tank top. Emily's hair was wrapped around to her shoulder, and her eyes were wide as she stood, staring down at Violet in both shock and almost...humiliation. Her black sweats were still there, legitimately, but she doubted the second Pillar would understand. In fact, in her locker were come cream colored slacks....she came early every day and changed in the locker room. Dressed for the reality of her role. To fight. Not to...look good. She stepped forward, her face changing to intent. She'd grab her jacket- and aim to grab Violet by the throat to walk her backward and slam her against the wall. If Violet didn't fight back, Em would lift her up the wall and hold her there with her left arm, up off the ground a few inches as she bared her teeth, her cheeks pink. " Don't ever touch me again." She'd let Violet go to slide down the wall, walking for the door while swinging her coat back over her torso and zipping it all the way up. Without looking back, she'd slam the door behind her. |
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 10, 2016 22:30:06 GMT -8
 EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Vi's eyes would flit to daggers as Emily caught her by the throat. There were just some buttons you didn't push with Violet and this was one of them, sure she'd probably pushed just the same button with Emily by attempting to dress her but cutting off her oxygen was something she was very uncomfortable with. Flitting between fear and anger Violet's face would take on a very dangerous appearance; eyes flushed at a distinct lavender color as blood sifted to her hues, cheeks puffed with red anguish struggling against nightmares of the past, and teeth barred like a caged animal. Don't touch me again. Words she'd used herself although weakly before in the past as she was latched to the table of some freak's dungeon she didn't want to go back, she wouldn't be put into some cage!
Violet would lurch out her opposite hand to Emily's grappling around her wrist whilst the mirroring one would thrust with a surprising burst of speed even from her into the girl's elbow intending to invert her grip and loosen it. In turn Violet would become feral in an instant grappling the arm between both of hers and turning it inward to bite Emily's inner forearm.
"I'm not going back! You can't make me go back!" Violet would stammer weakly as a dark manner of PTSD took hold.
HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 15
DEF: 27
SPD: 12 +4 = 16
PER: 11
ENG: 20
Stamina: 200 -16 = 184
Resistance: 22%
Pillar item active: +4 Speed
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 11, 2016 5:41:59 GMT -8
Emily was familiar with Violets intent- she herself had snapped arms that way. So when Vi grabbed the inside of her wrist, Emily would bend her grabbing arm just a little so that the second Pillars punch would slam into the pointy hardness of her elbow bone. Of course, that shit would still hurt but it wasn't about to dislocate her arm. Unfortunately, bending her arm meant her grip would weaken, as would the force holding Violet to the wall. So Vi would succeed in clamping her teeth on Emily's forearm, causing the School Captain to cry out and blood to drip down Violet's chin.
Okay, fuck this.
Dropping her coat, she'd whip her other hand up to grip the front of Vi's bangs. Kicking out with her right leg for the outside of Vi's left leg to sweep her off her feet, Em would try to follow her to the ground (assuming the sweep worked) and plant a knee on the girls chest to hold her there. Her brow would furrow- normally she'd punch the woman into submission, making the assumption that her pride led her to challenge for the right to wear the School Captain coat. Instead, Violet started spouting what sounded to Emily like gibberish. About not wanting to go back. Emily wasn't really sure how to react to that, so she would attempt to grab both of Violets wrists and pin them to the ground.
"What the hell are you talking about? Go back where?"
Em would try to keep her knee on the girls chest, keep her in place.
May sure she couldn't bite her again.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 11, 2016 11:10:06 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Violet wouldn't give her the opportunity to sweep her. Using the additive momentum and short distance between herself and the wall that Emily had in fact put her in she'd bound upright buckling her feet in under her weight and against the wall spring boarding herself over Emily's sweep and thrust her skull into Emily's face. Violet's grip wouldn't lessen on the arm basically forcing Emily to maintain her position there, if Violet hit skull to the bridge of nose she could pop some seriously blood vessels if not the girl's nose entirely. As much as Vi wanted to claim that this was all some sort of strategy making use of her limited speed against Emily's she couldn't very well take credit the girl was in full bestial mode and perhaps that is what gave her the best advantage here simply that the old Violet was locked away behind these burning hues her actions all uncommon from her nature maybe even giving her a distinct advantage against Emily's high perception.
HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 15
DEF: 27
SPD: 12 +4 = 16
PER: 11
ENG: 20
Stamina: 184 -12 = 162
Resistance: 22%
Pillar item active: +4 Speed
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 11, 2016 11:17:59 GMT -8
It seemed the girl was going full feral. Em would have to put her down before she got to some answers- namely what the fuck she was talking about when she said she didn't want to go back. She couldn't focus on it now- she had to put her Second pillar down first. So be it- she would do what she had to do.
What with the lessening of grips, Emily would find her next move easy. The girl was like a ball of energy ready to explode. So, using her left foot she would simply step backward, her right hand being forced to grab Vi's shirt instead of her hair as the second Pillar blew herself off the wall at Emily. Using that momentum and her jump backward, the School Captain would turn and aim to throw violet over the armchair and into the wooden table that reset between the TV and the couch, likely causing the legs to buckle and snap. Looking down, she caught a glimpse of her bleeding wrist, drops of blood hitting the floor from her fingertips.
Kicking the chair out of the way, and assuming the Pillar was getting back to her feet, Emily would maintain reference to the door of the Pillars office, prepared to get in the way should Vi try to run. She'd let the rather rabid girl attack first this time- best to save her energy, lest the old dog have her day.
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Post by Violet Lockheart on Mar 11, 2016 11:25:33 GMT -8
EVEN WITH THESE CHAINS
you can't stop me Vi had run before, that's what she was always doing, running far away from her past and from her fears, she wasn't doing that here. The clear and present threat triggering a dark fear in her still clamping down on the girl's wrist as she was hurtled over Emily crashing into the chair itself with some pressure. The girl didn't fret with this hell the pain was perhaps far less than taking a headbutt just the same Emily would have to come down prone on her back with the throw itself. Still gripping Emily's arm Violet would reach up with her right around Emily's jugular and gripping tautly, her left still clasped around her bleeding wrist refusing to let her escape.
Violet would pull the girl from this position so that their head's were resting on each other's shoulders using her own skull as a weight press holding her there. "I...I can't go there, not the white room." Her lips would quiver still bearing pearly white teeth to her opponent looking upwards to the sky as she'd clamp down on Emily's throat.
HEALTH ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS
ATK: 15
DEF: 27
SPD: 12 +4 = 16
PER: 11
ENG: 20
Stamina: 184 -6 = 178
Resistance: 22%
Pillar item active: +4 Speed
10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).
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Post by Emily Suddenfield on Mar 11, 2016 11:33:05 GMT -8
Emily tsked. Throwing her legs up and over her head, she'd roll ass-over backward to attempt to land in a mount position on the girl behind her. Reaching her right hand up, she'd slowly pull the arm off her, wincing only a little if it scraped/cut her throat from Violets nails. Leaning forward just a little toward the ground, she'd speak in a rather cold tone.
"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about, Violet."
She'd aim to grab Violets other arm and pin her wrists to the ground before giving her a pissed stare.
"You need to get a grip."
And, obviously, not make it one around her throat.
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