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[F06-SP] castor&pollux. <<The Gemini>>


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the splash made her spirit come alive, finding solace in grounding once again. and she dove backwards, the base of her palm pushing the player off damp gravel, wet soil, though agony painted her face to be in the same position she knew herself to have been in the first time they exchanged blows. day's tactics had changed since then, and so too had night's -- how was it that their different variables resulted in the same, or a similar outcome? the player burned, skidding away from a new jab as she rose, only to counter it with a sweep to the gemini's side, and her opponent's own spear piercing underneath her chin.

it was in that distance, short, close to her own protest that night figured there was a problem unspoken with that fury, that coldness, their attachment. the singular strike, though haphazard yet calculated, came too close to home to be deigned as something less than cutthroat. perhaps day hadn't changed after all, despite what the player had observed.


ID208665 | bd4+3-2 = 6 | md10 | -> DAY

256 + 2 = 258 DMG
804 +81 - 258 = 627 HP

15 + (2*1) -2-4 = 11 EN

22 * 15 = 330 DMG
330 - 64 = 266 DMG

NIGHT | HP: 627/1060 | EN: 115/144 | DMG: 22 | ACC: 3 | EVA: 1 | LM: 2 | REC: 8 | HLY/FLN: 16 | LD: 5 | BH: 81

DAY | HP: 228/960 | DMG: 256 | MIT: 64 | ACC: 3 | EVA: 1 

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and it was that disconnect that trapped the woman there, once night gave in to that hold, her chin clamping down tight on the shaft of that spear as its tip passed underneath her.

stuck. day threatened to tug, to pull for another strike against the player, but found herself surprised when the latter seemed not to move. instead, what grew at the corner of their visions was a light blinding, exceedingly bright. oathkeeper rang through each hit in battle; it was only now, pressed to the gemini's side that it thrummed a pulse of darkness once, and then began to shake violently with a singeing force, almost burning.

the two exchanged gazes. and night shot back a faded grin, a half-smirk that her other could only mimic in burying a look of defeat and shame. that this was the outcome day had wanted was accurate, but to reveal more in primeval conversation --

a forced chuckle. day had wanted to laugh.


ID208666 | bd10 | -> DAY

18 + (2*1) -2-4 = 14 EN

(22+3+16) * 18 = 738 DMG
738 - 64 = 674 DMG

NIGHT | HP: 708/1060 | EN: 101/144 | DMG: 22 | ACC: 3 | EVA: 1 | LM: 2 | REC: 8 | HLY/FLN: 16 | LD: 5 | BH: 81

DAY | HP: 1/960 | DMG: 256 | MIT: 64 | ACC: 3 | EVA: 1 

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it came across as a cough, however, as the light from oathkeeper but sent the gemini backwards and off to one side. this time, water was spurred upwards in a flurry, liquid seeping into that thick woolen cloak of linen texture, the entity beneath it taking a deep breath in before allowing herself to giggle. and what cut grazed the player from that explosive energy, spear yanked from under her grasp was but miniscule as compared to the damage suffered from the entity. the back of her hand ran against that small gash, night treading forward towards day's location, as the construct was found sprawled out, hands stretched to either sides of her figure, hair tarnished and messed against the running waters, now enveloping the woman to its fold.

day had once faced the sky. now, she turned it, feeling the kiss of the stream on her cheek. and that satisfied smile matched with burning cheeks; gaze distracted, it was only when she caught sight of night's extended hand towards her that her eyes shifted from the pool to her player.


night spares the gemini.
| and of course she does. show me a world where she doesn't and i'll show you my fists.

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"good fight," night had found herself saying. in memory, she wouldn't have pressed those words through her own lips, knowing the one she fought was only a mockery of who she was, who she'd wanted to be. and yet, with lynn's visage on display, all she saw was nothing more than someone else close to her -- whether or not the monster behind it was actually lynn in disguise. still, she couldn't help the grin, understanding that it mattered little so long as underneath skin was a breathing ally, artificial or otherwise.

and day took hold of that hand with a lazy, outstretched grasp.

what night hadn't expected, however, was the notion for the gemini to have tugged back against her, with the strength of those instantaneous movements now used to pull the player down to her level. the player collapsed onto softness, now damp even moreso than before, a weak splash and a jutted yelp accompanying her fall downwards. plastered onto white robes and eyes widened with shock, all she knew to hear was the wrap of day's arms around her own figure, pressing her close, and a laughter that could've rung out and lasted an eternity.

there was a refreshing coldness on her knees, but so too was there warmth on her cheeks. and, buried in that close hold, night couldn't help but chuckle in return, the side of her temple pressing close right at day's own chest, towards her makeshift heart.

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