Post by Polarus on May 28, 2020 23:35:50 GMT -6
Polarus had managed a sort of laugh when he saw the look on Zriracha's face when it came to him tanking her attack entirely, only for him to nearly choke on his own blood from the action, coughing for several moments as she began to attempt to re-establish some semblance of control over the entire situation by replying jokingly to his so-called bluff, with him this time around refusing to laugh for his better health and instead simply saying with an amused tone, "To be perfectly blunt, I am unsure of whether or not you're joking, but either way you would be factually correct."
His amusement was then quickly eclipsed by Zriracha's sudden- anger!? At his choice of allowing for her to hit him squarely in the aforementioned gut. This was now starting to becoming more confusing than entertaining, was this not what she was looking for? What their little bet had entailed just a few moments ago? That he'd be able to remain standing after her all out assault? Though, now that he thought about it, she never at all mentioned that he had to remain completely stagnant during the action, nor that he was barred from at all retaliating afterward-
BUT THAT WAS BESIDES THE POINT! The point was, the deal was done, and he had successfully completed the job in need to be done! So why in Heaven's name was she annoyed?!
Polarus eventually got his answer quickly afterward, a softened expression now appearing onto his features (despite the fact that his arm was being pierced by her many sharpened claws for nails) as she began to voice, quite abrasively, her concern. It seemed that he was correct in his earlier observation- both of them did want what was in front of them, but also very much cared for what was in front of them as well.
Heaving a great and tired sigh, not even choosing to take the opportunity to tease Zriracha at what could possibly be deemed as the most opportune moment, what with her great flush on her face and reverting to her base, Polarus simply pulled her into a closely knit hug- his arms wrapping around her smaller physique as he pressed her face gently into his shoulder.
"Even if I am to lose your hand the very same day I gain it, it will have been worth it to know what the love of another feels like," the Arcosian muttered as he held her close for a few moments before moving to hold her at arms length, looking down at her with a tender gaze.
"Is there...any further odd rituals I must undergo? Or are we free to roam the city together once more?"
Because, if he was truly honest with himself-
He preferred another shopping spree as opposed to another gut punch.
His amusement was then quickly eclipsed by Zriracha's sudden- anger!? At his choice of allowing for her to hit him squarely in the aforementioned gut. This was now starting to becoming more confusing than entertaining, was this not what she was looking for? What their little bet had entailed just a few moments ago? That he'd be able to remain standing after her all out assault? Though, now that he thought about it, she never at all mentioned that he had to remain completely stagnant during the action, nor that he was barred from at all retaliating afterward-
BUT THAT WAS BESIDES THE POINT! The point was, the deal was done, and he had successfully completed the job in need to be done! So why in Heaven's name was she annoyed?!
Polarus eventually got his answer quickly afterward, a softened expression now appearing onto his features (despite the fact that his arm was being pierced by her many sharpened claws for nails) as she began to voice, quite abrasively, her concern. It seemed that he was correct in his earlier observation- both of them did want what was in front of them, but also very much cared for what was in front of them as well.
Heaving a great and tired sigh, not even choosing to take the opportunity to tease Zriracha at what could possibly be deemed as the most opportune moment, what with her great flush on her face and reverting to her base, Polarus simply pulled her into a closely knit hug- his arms wrapping around her smaller physique as he pressed her face gently into his shoulder.
"Even if I am to lose your hand the very same day I gain it, it will have been worth it to know what the love of another feels like," the Arcosian muttered as he held her close for a few moments before moving to hold her at arms length, looking down at her with a tender gaze.
"Is there...any further odd rituals I must undergo? Or are we free to roam the city together once more?"
Because, if he was truly honest with himself-
He preferred another shopping spree as opposed to another gut punch.
KP 3/3, Damage Percentage; 125%.
