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Post by Rina Croft on Jan 16, 2018 2:06:55 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina took a deep breath as she leaned down to stretch out the muscles in her back. She let it out as she raised back up. Then over to the other leg so she could stretch out the other side of her body. Rina did this a couple more time until she was sure she was nice and stretched. She started to pace back and forth across the length of what she would consider a locker room. Except they don’t have lockers in Ancient Greece. Do they, Rina? She was the only one in here, so she was alright with acting like a nervous wreck.
Rina knew it was a bad idea to do this. Coming here to the Coliseum was probably the worst idea she had ever had. Even though the competitions that were held here were mostly for fun and prizes (mostly), the injuries were real. The damage that was inflicted was real, and Rina could seriously inflict some damage if she were ever in the mood to. Rina sighed and stopped pacing. Too late now, dumbass. You’re already here and you’ve already qualified. You must go through with it.
She looked at the roster for probably the hundredth time. It was your usual Coliseum line up. A long list of small fries and then the big baddie at the end. She started pacing again, rolling her shoulders as she went. Why are you acting like this? Back in the day you could eat these people for breakfast! Stop this!
Rina stopped her pacing when she noticed a figure in the doorway. “Oh hey. Am I in the way?” | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@megara
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Post by Deleted on Jan 16, 2018 16:54:06 GMT -5
[attr="class","ig"] [attr="class","kikan"] A disgusted groan slipped from between Megara’s ruby-painted lips as she’d maneuvered herself through the undulating sea of challengers – some of whom needed to shower desperately. On more than a few occasions, she’d paused briefly only to be subjected to the unwarranted, unwelcomed advances of the headstrong men. More often than not, she’d responded with a chastised click of her tongue, a dramatic roll of her eyes, or a simple flash of the golden band around her finger. Where was Hercules, Phil or even Pegasus for that matter? Megara’s nervous habits came out as she’d reached up and busied herself with wrapping a strand of her chestnut locks around her index finger as she’d gnawed on the corner of her lip. That trio had to be somewhere within the Coliseum, perhaps doing some last minute set up for the Tournament they were hosting – she’d offered her services to tend to the injured. “Where is Wonderboy when you need him?” She’d voiced to herself, bringing her occupied hand to her temple – tentatively massaging it. She gave a frustrated sigh as she’d tucked her arms under her bosom as she’d walked to the outskirts of the arena, swaying her hips seductively the entire way – this was just how she’d walked though. A few moments later, she’d begun searching the interior of the Colesium, curious to where the Wonderboy Trio could be hiding out. Sadly, her best efforts were for naught and she soon found herself standing at the entrance to the female locker room. Of course, there were a few stoic women lounging around, some preoccupied with the maintained of their weapon or others stretching out. Well that was all except for Rina whom paced back and forth as if she were possessed. She couldn’t help but chuckle, the sound of her laughter apparently enough to catch Rina’s attention “No, but can you not pace so much? Your starting to leave a path in the marble."
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Post by Rina Croft on Jan 17, 2018 23:02:13 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina’s lips spread into a soft smile at the young woman’s comment. She even glanced down to see if she was in fact wearing out the marble. Dammit Rina. Don’t be such a goof. She shook her head at her own antics and then looked back up to the visitor. She introduced herself as Megara. Rina took a moment to take her in. She was tall and thin, but with hips that were wider than hers. Meg was drop dead gorgeous too, even with the smirk that was spread across her lips. As she looked her over, Megara made a comment about not having a lot of friends. Rina understood that sentiment. She wasn’t sure if she even had friends at all anymore. Just a handful of acquaintances.
“You don’t have a lot of friends? But you’re so beautiful. I would think you would have loads of friends.” Rina took a couple steps towards the woman and smiled at her. “We can be friends, if you want.”
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Post by Deleted on Jan 19, 2018 2:58:07 GMT -5
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[attr="class","kikan"] For a moment, Megara’s jaw threatened to drop in disbelief, she hadn’t expected Rina to glance down at the ground. However, Rina seemed to have caught onto her blunder relatively quickly, shaking her head before looking in her direction again. Megara wasn’t oblivious to how Rina’s eyes lingered on her, calculatingly traversing up and down her body- she’d grown accustom to such leers over her time alongside Hades. She’d let her arms come across her chest, neatly tucked under her bosom as she’d made her way past Rina. She’d paused momentarily to grasp at the fabric of her own dress, hiking it up an inch or so before she’d seated herself – it prevented the fabric from digging into her shoulder blades. Rina’s response to her not having many friends, it’d reminded her of the very reason she was often alone – she’d harbored an innate distrust of others, men in particular. “I suppose; though many of them could hardly be called friends. So brings you to the Coliseum?”Megara decided to ask, she hadn’t bothered to check the rosters for today’s matches, otherwise she’d have known the Rina was one of the competitors. She’d paused to glance down at her lilac-lacquered nails, inspecting them for clumps of dirt or sand still caught beneath them. Once she’d found some, she’d meticulously dug it out as she’d tried to dispose of the evidence of her own training. Yes, she’d yet to tell Hercules about her late-night runs and even some of the early morning ones – it was something she needed to do on her own. Not to mention, some of the seeds of doubt that Hades had planted had managed to take root. Why was she being so fickle? Perhaps, it was because she was afraid of losing Hercules to another – he was one of the few that had ever brought her genuine happiness. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/cpefSEs.jpg?1);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Post by Rina Croft on Feb 1, 2018 23:05:07 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ At Megara’s question Rina drew in a large breath and blew it out noisily. She shrugged her shoulders and took a seat opposite of the other young woman. “I came to compete. I heard about this place while doing my job and thought it sounded like a good way to let off some steam. Maybe earn some extra munny. But now that I’m here…” Rina looked down and shuffled her booted feet. “Now that I’m here, I’m not sure. I don’t think I should have come here.”
Rina pulled her ponytailed hair across her shoulder and nervously twirled the ends around her finger. She sat in silence for a moment before looking back up at Megara. “Sometimes I don’t know my own strength and can really do some damage. And I’ve never done anything like this before…I’m worried that someone will get hurt. I don’t want that on my conscience.” Rina said all of this in a soft voice. Almost like if she it any louder the Universe would hear her and make her fears come true.
It was after this that Rina heard her name being announced from the arena. Her heart started to beat like crazy in her ribcage. This was it, her time to shine. Or her time to burn. Rina stood up and walked to the entrance to the hall that would lead out to the arena. She touched Megara’s shoulder gently as she passed. “Sorry for acting so silly. Sometimes I get so caught up in my thoughts, ya know. Wish me luck?”
Rina squared her shoulders and prepared herself for battle.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 2, 2018 20:31:11 GMT -5
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[attr="class","kikan"] Megara paused in the midst of her ceaseless ministrations, sparring a brief glance upwards from her lacquered nails as Rina nervously inhaled. This reminds me of Wonderboy when we first met , Megara thought to herself, her lips curving upwards into a genuine grin – those memories, they still made her heart flutter erratically. Megara’s eyes widened in surprise, her brow arching upwards with a bit of skepticism – was this another of Artemis’ apprentices? It wasn’t any secret that the Goddess of Hunt selected maidens and turned them into calculating Huntresses – albeit the ones she’d encountered weren’t as nervous as Rina. “Hercules and Phil made it so all we welcomed in the Arena.”Megara stated softly, recalling more than a handful of times such permissions had ended badly – how many times did Hercules have to repair sections of the Coliseum after someone went overboard? Truthfully, she’d lost track between that, Hades’ incessant scheming – the walking matchstick just never learned. She’d though with a chastising click of her tongue, her expression briefly showing a glimpse of disgust and loathing. Why can’t the God of the Dead, just drop dead? . Megara watched in silence as Rina nervously pulled her ponytail forward, fidgeting and twirling its’ ends around her finger. Rina begrudgingly admitted that she didn’t know her own strength, she was afraid that she’d really do some damage. “You shouldn’t be afraid… Hercules, had the same issues once upon a time…… imagine a Bull in an pottery shop…”He said with a chuckle, vaguely recalling some of Hercules’ stories from before they’d met – they never failed to have her blink in disbelief or chuckle to herself. “Don’t worry, if someone gets hurt, its’ inevitable in a fight…” She said with a reassuring grin, momentarily glancing down at her own hands. If Rina followed her gaze, she’d no doubt notice that there was a visible lime-green sphere that had begun to form. She’d dismissed it with a simple though, uncertain if she was ready to unveil her hidden talents quite yet. “Good luck, you’ll do fine.” She reassured Rina, uncertain of what else she could do at the moment. [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/cpefSEs.jpg?1);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Post by Rina Croft on Feb 13, 2018 0:28:24 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ ~A Short Time Later~
Well…that didn’t go so well…
To put it frankly, Rina had her ass completely kicked. She made it just fine through the smaller battles, but when she made it to the final battle…It wasn’t pretty. Apparently, all of her pre-battle fears were completely unneeded because she wasn’t even able to get the upper hand on her opponent. Not even once. I must be losing my touch…
Rina stumbled back into the locker room and collapsed against the nearest bench. Ouchies… She was beat up. Really beat up. Rina was pretty sure her eye was turning black, and her lip was definitely busted because it was still stinging, and the taste of blood was strong in her mouth. Her whole body ached, and she knew she would be covered in bruises the next morning. She had her right hand clasped against her side, staunching the bleeding of where her opponent’s blade had got her. It wasn’t a bad wound, but it would probably scar. What’s one more?
Rina gently lowered herself down, so she was laying on the bench. The coolness of the stone felt pretty good on her body, compared to the pain that was radiating through her. She groaned softly and looked up at the ceiling. I’m an idiot.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 13, 2018 4:35:34 GMT -5
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[attr="class","kikan"] Once Rina had departed, Megara followed behind shortly after. Albeit, she’d elected to remained positioned on the sidelines, her back pressed flush against the chilled marble. In her personal opinion, Rina had done exceptionally well, she’d practically flown through her preliminary and subsequent matches. However, that all changed when she’d entered her semi-final match. No matter how hard Rina pressed, her opponent refused to grant her an opportunity to retaliate. Once Megara had her fill of senseless violence, she’d abruptly adverted her gaze and made her way back towards the locker room. She’d paced herself so that Rina arrived just a handful of seconds before her. Poor thing, no one can deny that she has heart, Megara mused to herself, a portion of her subconscious green with envy – why couldn’t she possess that amount of strength? Her thoughts momentarily turnt towards her unwelcomed encounter with Hades – his ominous words still tainted the forefront of her thoughts. Would her learning to fend for herself create a divide between Hercules and herself? Would it ultimately drive him into the arms of another woman? The mere notion of losing Wonderboy numbed her to the core, her heart ached dully. Could her heart handle being shattered a second time? No, she genuinely doubted that it could. She hated to admit it but perhaps Hades was right, despite her haughty attitude, beneath it all she was still the same weak person she’d always been. Nothing had changed, she’d just made the same mistakes of her past, she’d let love cloud her judgement – it’d cost her everything once again. The only difference was that Hercules hadn’t abandoned her. Quite the opposite, Hercules had risked everything for the chance to save her. “Stop it, Megara, you know Wonderboy isn’t like that.”
She’d whispered to herself in an attempt to quell her doubts. When she’d pushed through the locker room doors, she’d noticed Rina as she’d stumbled towards the nearest bench before collapsing like a marionette with its’ strings cut. She’d audibly winced when she’d noticed that Rina’s one eye was blackened, her lip was busted, not to mention the actively bleeding gash on her side. With a swish of her hips, Megara daringly inched closer. Her eyes fluttered shut as she’d knelt beside Rina’s side. Her hands came together, her fingers intertwined precariously with one another as she’d muttered a simple prayer. “Hygieia’s Vigor” A hushed whisper from Megara’s lips. Once those two words punctuated their surroundings. One could feel the slight luxation in the air. Shortly after, one could see a small green orb that hovered within her hand, shimmering brightly before Megara crushed it between her spindly fingers. Once she did so, the energy that had been contained within spiraled outwards and worked itself into the injury on Rina’s side. "Pushed yourself a little hard?" [newclass=.joker]width: 360px; height: 140px; padding: 20px; background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .joker]background-color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.4); -moz-transition: 3s all; -webkit-transition: 3s all; -o-transition: 3s all; transition: 1s all;[/newclass][newclass=.game]text-align:center; line-height: 9px; margin-top:10px;opacity:0;font:bold 10px Roboto; color: #ffffff; text-transform: uppercase; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-delay: .3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.game a]font:bold 17px Roboto; font-weight: 900; color: #ffffff;[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .game]margin-top:0px;opacity:1;transition-delay: .3s; -webkit-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.5s;[/newclass][newclass=.ninety]width:400px;height:180px;background-image:url(https://i.imgur.com/cpefSEs.jpg?1);[/newclass] [newclass=.kikan]width: 65px; height: 65px; border: 1px solid #e3e3e3; transform: rotate(45deg); z-index: 2; margin-top: -27px; margin-bottom: -39px; filter: grayscale(100%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(100%);-moz-filter: grayscale(100%);[/newclass][newclass=.ig:hover .kikan]filter: grayscale(0%);-webkit-filter: grayscale(0%);-moz-filter: grayscale(0%); transition: 0.6s; transition-timing-function: linear;[/newclass][googlefont=Roboto][googlefont=Open+Sans]
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Post by Rina Croft on Feb 28, 2018 22:43:35 GMT -5
[attr="class","burst"] [attr="class","whitenight"]❝ Rina watched Megara with a wide blue eye as she healed her bleeding side. It felt like someone had stuck something warm into her body. Rina could feel the injury healing up, the skin on the inside and outside feeling tight as it was knitted back together. All that was left was a thin, shiny, pink line. Maybe if she was lucky, it wouldn’t scar too bad.
“Yeah…it’s what I’m good at. I just can’t stay down, ya know.” Rina slowly sat up, almost every bit of her throbbing. She gingerly reached up to prod below her eye, before dropping her hand away with a hiss of pain. “Be honest, Meg. Am I still pretty?” Rina flashed her a smile, showing that she was joking and even though she was battered she was in decent spirits. Worse had happened to her.
Rina tracked her gaze to Meg’s hands. “Why didn’t you tell me you were a healer?” | [attr="class","white"] [attr="class","night"] [attr="class","burstmini"]@megara
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