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I Hold On :: Training Spar with Lakota
Ascended Helovian

Gaucho The Wildfire Posts: 1,004
Deceased atk: 8.5 | def: 11.5 | dam: 8
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17.2 :: 12 HP: 85 | Buff: PINNACLE
Mara :: Black Mamba Snake :: Paralyze & Vorsa :: Plain Zephyr :: Phoenix Odd
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Stir crazy. Pent up. Walls caving in - Oh the irony. But in all seriousness, Gaucho had never felt so uncomfortable in his own skin before. The war effort was starting out well - plenty were enthusiastic about helping. Whether or not they would be helpful, was another question entirely; one that weighed heavily upon his mind. The last thing he needed, was having a bunch of inflated-ego's running around, getting themselves infected. They needed to be careful, to plan and prepare, to go back out into the sun with a firm strategy, and that meant staying underground.

For now. Gaucho didn't know how much longer he could last.

On this afternoon - if it was in fact afternoon, it was hard to tell without the sun above - Gaucho returned to the Sunken Falls. He found this place comforting - the roar of the water, and the glimmer on the iridescent walls. It was like something from a dream - from some far away place - and it soothed the agitated mind of the warrior.

Soothed, but did not calm.

In his antlers, Mara hissed weakly, trying to be encouraging. Not sssssso bad, she hissed, although the dun knew his companion was feeling just as caged as he was. She missed the sun - feeling it warm her blood and energy her body. Gaucho provided more than enough warmth, but the mental-block of remaining in artificial light was not one that she was ready to accept yet, either.

Gaucho's large hooves clattered noisily against the hardened rock. Prancing, he repeatedly struck the ground, causing a cacophony of sound to bounce and reverberate against the pristine walls. Flaring his wings, he allowed the heat-less flames that danced across his feathers to add to the light emitted by the walls themselves. Grunting, he spun, and kicked out towards the wall. The unyielding stone stood passive, taking this hit with recoil. Snarling, Gaucho turned away. He didn't want stone, he wanted flesh. He wanted to feel another warm body move against his own, to strike back, instead of remaining passively silent.

He wanted to fight.






[WC: 362
Attack 0/3
Training Spar for @[Lakota].

Set in the Sunken Falls - near the water, but still on solid ground. Feel free to attack first if you like! ]






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I Hold On :: Training Spar with Lakota - by Gaucho - 01-19-2014, 01:52 PM

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