very tempting~♪ >:3naochansenseiMay 7 2011, 16:40:54 UTC
[With Kanakubo throwing his shoulder into its gut, Naoshi twisting its ears and wrenching its head back, and no room among the trees to spread its wings for balance, the Ahool shrieks in outrage as it staggers backwards. Its feel are fouled up by the same small trees it knocked over to get at Kanakubo, and suddenly it's falling over backwards, a Goliath felled by the joint efforts of a couple little Davids.]
GAH! [Of course Naoshi's still on top of that Goliath. He falls away, flailing into a bush, while simultaneously there's a loud, hollow sound as the Ahool cracks the back of its head on a large rock and goes limp and still, unconscious or so we'll claim since this is a meme.]
So you wanna?--wait, that is not the thing to say on the first date /shotnoppo_sempaiMay 7 2011, 16:50:56 UTC
[ Wincing at the impact as his injured body protests, the momentum has him reeling forward and landing crumpled on top of the monster. He keeps still a moment, bracing himself for an attack that never comes and-- ]
Sensei! [ He scrambles to his feet, stumbling over the prone wings as he makes his way to the little man's side, all cuts and bruises and possibly broken in places he doesn't dare think of right now. ]
oh, so bold~♥ /also shot --- but yes o9 let's get some violence back up in that joint!naochansenseiMay 7 2011, 17:39:34 UTC
[Ow ow ow, that bush might've done more harm than good in breaking his fall, all the plantlife on this island really has it out for him, doesn't it? He'll have a whole new layer of scars once all these scratches heal, but he's not feeling them at all, he's only fighting his way back to his feet, looking for the monster, looking for--]
-kubo! [It's not much more than a squeak, he's so relieved to see the boy up and moving and yet crushed by the sight of Kanakubo wounded despite all his efforts, his eyesight is blurry because he's crying still and again....
And he just can't help it. As Kanakubo comes in range, Naoshi stumbles forward and glomps catches the boy in a desperate hug (even if he can't reach higher than mid-chest, stars why are you so tall) because he's just that glad and not thinking much else beyond that at the moment.]
[After a moment or two, it helps settle him. Blame it on a meme that was supposed to be all about fluff from the start if you like, but a hug is a reassuring thing. He's alive. Kanakubo's alive. Thank heavens, thank everything.
When Naoshi pulls back, he tries to wipe his reddened face clean, but it's hard to do when hands and sleeves alike are covered with sand and dirty grey hairs. Eventually he gives up on the futile effort and looks up at his student with tired but grateful eyes. He even finds something to say, with tears in his eyes and a tiny smile.]
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GAH! [Of course Naoshi's still on top of that Goliath. He falls away, flailing into a bush, while simultaneously there's a loud, hollow sound as the Ahool cracks the back of its head on a large rock and goes limp and still, unconscious or so we'll claim since this is a meme.]
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Sensei! [ He scrambles to his feet, stumbling over the prone wings as he makes his way to the little man's side, all cuts and bruises and possibly broken in places he doesn't dare think of right now. ]
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-kubo! [It's not much more than a squeak, he's so relieved to see the boy up and moving and yet crushed by the sight of Kanakubo wounded despite all his efforts, his eyesight is blurry because he's crying still and again....
And he just can't help it. As Kanakubo comes in range, Naoshi stumbles forward and glomps catches the boy in a desperate hug (even if he can't reach higher than mid-chest, stars why are you so tall) because he's just that glad and not thinking much else beyond that at the moment.]
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Hobbling on over--oh good, he's getting up and--he gives a tiny ] Oof! [ at the hug and stumbles back a little. What is he doing?
A short pause, and understanding, brings his arms around the older man in a light hug, a battered but gentle smile on his face. ]
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When Naoshi pulls back, he tries to wipe his reddened face clean, but it's hard to do when hands and sleeves alike are covered with sand and dirty grey hairs. Eventually he gives up on the futile effort and looks up at his student with tired but grateful eyes. He even finds something to say, with tears in his eyes and a tiny smile.]
We've got to stop meeting like this. [Sniff.]
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