White vs. Blue (Vi)

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As a flurry of pain and fists came flying at him, words spewing out of her mouth in a raging flurry, Arathorn tried to speak between his pain filled grunts. "No you don't under-" Bam.

"Violet listen I just-" Bam.

"If you'll just let me-" Bam.

In all of the fluster, he got quite tired of it. Quite quickly. In one of the instances where he was knocked down, Arathorn quickly flung sand into her eye as he launched himself backward out from under her flying fists. Stumbling to his feet he fell up against the wall of his house. He couldn't help but to raise his voice at this point. "VIOLET. STOP. YOU ARE GORGEOUS." He yelled. If she still tried to come at him, he would just jump out of the way as he continued to yell. He seemed to be faster than her, so there was that. "I AM ATTRACTED TO YOU AND HAVE BEEN FROM THE FIRST DAY AT THE RIOT AND IN THE ARCADE! YOU ARE THE FIRST PERSON I HAVE HAD ANY LOVE FOR SINCE MY MOM AND SISTER DIED, OKAY?! SO WOULD YOU STOP?!"

Did he.. he really couldn't believe it. "No, I don't feel that way. I'm just saying that to her to make her stop... right?" He would stick with that if he didn't have a tear in his eye and weakness in his legs. Weakness in his legs to the point he eventually just collapsed. If she had stopped, she could a hear a quiet, "Sorry," fall out of his mouth as if it was something he forgot to add. He kind of just laid there, on the ground, looking up, thinking about what he had just said, half hoping she would knock him out so that he wouldn't have to deal with those thoughts any more.

[Violet Lockheart]

Violet ~~~~~ JUNIER OF GS + ADOX

Violet would continue her hammering barrage carefree really of anything he said, she was in a blind and infantile rage just looking to pay him back as many lumps as he deserved. And that would be more than a handful really. A quick burst of sand in her face causing her to flail back respectively rinsing her eyes with her balled up fists before turning to see him against the wall. Rage meter enhancing! As she charged him this time arms flailing ready to pound a nice Arathorn-sized imprint into the adjacent building before his outburst caught her. Fists inches from his face she'd recede momentarily with her jaw agape. Pausing Violet would breath real deeply, real slow trying to wrap her head around all this before dipping it low. Her hands were unsettled a shaky sort of feeling running through her limbs as she didn't know how else to respond to this sort of confession other than to.... .....Run. Violet would take off, at a frenzied pace. Huffing under her breath that she was sorry as well but she just couldn't come to terms with something like that, by all accounts Love... it frightened her more than any dark hole she'd been in. /end? @arathornteros

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HEALTH

ACTIVE ABILITIES & COMBAT STATISTICS

ATK: 18
DEF: 28
SPD: 13 +4 = 17
PER: 12
ENG: 23

Stamina: 186 -10 =176
Resistance: 22%
Pillar Item Active: +4 Speed, 3/3 posts Expended


10%-39% is red (#C81217), 40%-69% is yellow (#EBD434), and 70%-100% is green (#2D882D).

by nette of gs

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Arathorn sat there, his back leaning against the wall as Violet ran. His head swung back, hit the wall, and his eyes closed.

The sun. The rustling of the trees. The birds still singing, regardless of the world in which they lived. The occasional leaf floating down.

Amidst the sounds of nature his voice softly asked, "Why is there a tear in my eye?" as he opened his eyes and lifted his head back up. It wasn't long however until he slouched over onto the ground in pain, drowsiness, and just general numbness. Not physically, but emotionally. "This is why I don't like emotion," he sighed as his eyes slowly closed, exhaustion taking over causing him to fall asleep. /endthread