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[Thread] Gonna fight all night long, bb

Jan 29, 2009 01:54

Characters: OU!Rouge, OU!Shadow
Where: Mui-Enas roof
When: Late afternoon
Summary: After Shadow's request to spar, Rouge heads up to the roof to oblige him.
Warnings: None

( Too bad violence doesn't solve everything or they'd be set )

[sonic:sega] shadow, [sonic:sega] rouge the bat

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bowyourheadslow January 29 2009, 08:04:30 UTC

It wasn't just the irritation at the Warden's location being withheld that was bugging him. It was annoying, to be sure, but Tohru was working on it, which was helpful of her. If she wasn't able to come up with anything soon, he'd take matters into his own hands, but he'd give her a bit more time, first ( ... )

consideritmine January 31 2009, 08:45:43 UTC

Slowly, she reopened her eyes and did her best to focus on Shadow. Moving wasn't high on her priority list at the moment, so she did little else besides wince at her halfhearted attempt to examine her arms without moving her head. The pain wasn't subsiding fast enough for her liking and she frowned in slight disgust of herself. She should have been better prepared and wouldn't make the same mistake next time.

bowyourheadslow January 31 2009, 21:13:10 UTC

Shadow, on the other hand, was berating himself for having hit her so hard. He hadn't meant to, he didn't want to hurt her, but maybe he'd put too much effort into the kick itself, having expected her to go up again. It didn't look like she'd had time to do that, though.

At least she'd opened her eyes now. He really didn't think he'd hit her too hard. But the fall couldn't have been comfortable, either.

He reached out a hand for her, so that he could help her up. If she felt like standing. Maybe she wasn't ready for that yet.

consideritmine January 31 2009, 21:18:33 UTC

She stared at his hand for a moment, trying to decide if she wanted to get up. Might as well, the ground wasn't exactly helping her. With a small sigh, she reached up to take his hand and pull herself up with his aid.

"I'm going to be sore tomorrow." Not that she wasn't already, but she could already tell she'd feel the full extent of her muscles' protests when she woke up.

bowyourheadslow February 1 2009, 11:21:08 UTC

He stood with her, and kept a hold on her hand for now in case she showed any signs of loss of coordination. She'd already fallen a couple times in the past short while, she didn't need to hit the ground again.

Hadn't something like this happened last time they'd been sparring? Shadow felt bad, but there was no mystery to why it occurred. Even if trying to be careful and not injure her, he lost patience quickly in a fight if it started to take too long. He was intensely competitive, as well, and that plus impatience meant he was driven to win, and fast, at any cost. It was why he was so successful in battle, and it was something he had no desire to train out of himself because of that. But it didn't really match with what was supposed to be a friendly bit of sparring.

It couldn't be too unsafe to assume she was done for now. So he returned them both to their room, then released Rouge carefully.

consideritmine February 1 2009, 17:47:26 UTC

This time, she was grateful for the use of Chaos energy and when the scenary gave way to the familar room they'd been staying in for months now, she immediately sat down on her bed and took stock of her injuries. A wince crossed her features every so often when she touched a particularly hurt spot, but she wasn't too badly off, nothing felt broken in any case. Given some time to rest it off, she knew she'd be fine. Just what she wanted to do in an already boring place, oh joy.

Her gaze moved to Shadow, now that her state had been assessed. "They never last very long, do they?" she asked casually.

bowyourheadslow February 1 2009, 21:38:29 UTC

Which, he wondered, the sparring matches or the resulting bruises? He assumed the former, but the answer was the same either way.

"No."

How upsetting, that this little match, which he had hoped would slake his need to do something had instead only made it worse. He found himself yearning for an equal opponent, or failing that, battle against a sea of lesser combatants in which he had to keep moving, keep fighting, or risk being engulfed in the swarm. It would be nice if there were a point to it, too. Fighting just for the sake of the fight was momentarily entertaining but not ultimately satisfying.

He walked over to the window and frowned as he looked out at the park. The secret to destroying the Keepers still eluded him. He hadn't had a chance to test his idea on them yet; it might work on just one but when there were so many he knew he stood little chance. There had to be a way, though, he just hadn't thought of it yet. There was no such thing as something he couldn't tackle.

consideritmine February 2 2009, 04:19:19 UTC

Unlike him, her ideas strayed far from how to destroy the Keepers that forced them into this prison. That side of conflict had traditionally been left to others while she focused on the more stealthy aspects. But right now, her mind wasn't there either. Right now, she preferred to think about the fact that she was currently left without something to do and moving around extensively wasn't an appealing option. Letting her mind delve into anything much deeper would only make her miss being home that much more.

"Have anything safer you'd like to do?" As she spoke, she laid down and got into a position that didn't strain any of her hurt body. Rouge doubted he would have any idea for something else to do, but she saw no reason not to ask.

bowyourheadslow February 2 2009, 05:04:00 UTC

He'd opened his mouth, about to answer, when he realized the key word was probably "safer". Because yes, he had several things he'd like to do, such as breaking out of here and returning home. But given their current lack of information, that almost sounded like a suicide mission.

"No," came the modified reply, sullen and intensely irritable. Maybe he should go back up to the roof and sit for a while. He didn't particularly want to be contained within these walls right now.

consideritmine February 2 2009, 05:08:05 UTC

That was the most emotion she'd heard from him in a while. It was obvious why he sounded that way and she didn't blame him one bit.

"Unfortunate. Too bad it isn't warm enough to swim." Disappointment filled her voice. The cold had taken away not only an enjoyable activity, but an excellent way to work out. First thing she was doing when the weather improved was diving into that pond. Hopefully they wouldn't be there long enough for that, though.

bowyourheadslow February 2 2009, 06:14:17 UTC

"Yeah." He was only half-listening, mind swirling with anger. He disliked this, that he was so suddenly emotion-ridden when he hadn't been, minutes ago. And there was really nothing much he could do, here, either. The roof really was the best bet, as much as he sort of wanted to go for a long run. If anyone tried to bother him, he couldn't promise they would escape unharmed.

"I'm going out," he said gruffly. And before Rouge would have a chance to object, he was gone.

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