(That's okay.) *She watches with delight as Snowfletch falls, disappointed that his lucky grab at one of the last beams kept him from splitting his head on the floorstones. She's taken by surprise as the wood is hurled, expecting him to have been too dazed to move so suddenly, that she has no time to dodge it completely. It makes contact with her shoulder, and she immediately drops her dirk and claps a paw to her shoulder in pain. She leans over and picks up her weapon with her other paw. Her left paw isn't as sure with the blade, but her right shoulder is very sore and bruised.* -- Battle Board

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Subject: (That's okay.) *She watches with delight as Snowfletch falls, disappointed that his lucky grab at one of the last beams kept him from splitting his head on the floorstones. She's taken by surprise as the wood is hurled, expecting him to have been too dazed to move so suddenly, that she has no time to dodge it completely. It makes contact with her shoulder, and she immediately drops her dirk and claps a paw to her shoulder in pain. She leans over and picks up her weapon with her other paw. Her left paw isn't as sure with the blade, but her right shoulder is very sore and bruised.*

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(Hrm...let's continue that.) *She moves out of the vicinity of the busted rafters, suspecting a cave-in any minute, and Snowfletch with it. The rafters groan as they strain. She backs into another room, gesturing at Snow to follow if he can.* (NT) Briar 14:46:13 09/22/01 Sat

*falls from the lower rafters, landing in a sort of crude front roll. Surprised himself that he was able to act so quickly, he stands up and regains his footing and his breath. He finds his dagger, which had fallen when he fell, and jogs causiously into the other room.* (sorry if this seems like bad RPing, I'm having a slight case of writer's block right now.) (NT) -- Snowfletch, 09:33:23 09/23/01 Sun

(That's okay, I just reread what I wrote and some of it doesn't even make sense anymore. Oh well, I don't want to finish the fight so soon anyway!) *As he crosses the threshold into the next room, Briar lunges at him with her dirk from his left, slashing in a downward arc at his collarbone. She keeps her right arm and shoulder away from him.* (NT) -- Briar, 16:27:24 09/23/01 Sun

((*Taps her foot OOCly with great impatience.*)) (NT) -- Briar, 07:20:15 09/30/01 Sun

((terribly sorry, I'm going to get on more frequently from now on ^_^)) **startled, he trips over his own feet, landing on the ground before the blade comes down. He pushes himself into a roll, into a standing position. Stands back causiously** (NT) -- Snowfletch, 17:13:48 09/30/01 Sun

((*Grin* 'Tis okay! I've been rather busy myself!)) *She backs up from him as he stands, dirk out and away from her body, tense for any sign of movement from the wolf. Her right shoulder is terribly sore and a bruise is working itself into a bother under her fur. The rat keeps her eyes locked with Snowfletch's then lunges forward with the dirk at his right shoulder.* (NT) -- Briar, 15:43:39 10/01/01 Mon

*sees the dirk coming, and, having been causious, is able to bring the dagger up in time. The block is efficient, but he finds that his arm is too weak to hold on to the dagger. As the dagger goes flying, he finds enough strength in his leg to bring it up towards Briar's stomach and lash out.* (NT) -- Snowfletch, 18:23:29 10/09/01 Tue

*She turns the blade to slash at his leg, though the leg still makes contact with her rib as she turns. She drops onto her haunches and kicks out at his ankles fiercely.* (NT) -- Briar, 14:51:14 10/12/01 Fri

**he gets kicked in the ankles, but forces himself to fall backwards. His body hurting all over, he scrambles to his feet as quickly as possible and slowly and cautiously moves backwards toward his dagger** (NT) -- Snowfletch, 04:14:54 10/15/01 Mon

*The rat staggers onto her paws, holding her side and standing stiffly. Her left paw, unused to prolonged use with the dirk, feels strained. Briar grimaces at the pain and bites her lip, but says nothing. She watches Snowfletch fall back to retrieve his dagger.* (NT) -- Briar, 13:06:24 10/16/01 Tue