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An attempt at an intro log
Who: Inigo and you ♥
What: Trying to be a coolguy
Where: Outside on campus or in the city
When: July 8th
Warnings: Fighting, sad attempts at flirting
What an ominous sky. The more he stared at it, the more it seemed to feel like he escaped one apocalyptic landscape, only to jump willingly into the arms of another. What else could he do, though? The vision that had appeared to him through that rift was no lie - the evil, purple goo was bubbling up in the city now, creating violent clones and destroying things in their wake. Someone had to protect the innocent townfolk from being overrun.
But Risen these were not. They were powerful, and regenerated quickly - wielding a sword only did so much to them, and he had to attack relentlessly. His missteps weren't many, but all the same they were costly. It was quickly wearing him down. Inigo wasn't sure how much longer he could keep fighting these clones... not alone, anyway.
What: Trying to be a coolguy
Where: Outside on campus or in the city
When: July 8th
Warnings: Fighting, sad attempts at flirting
What an ominous sky. The more he stared at it, the more it seemed to feel like he escaped one apocalyptic landscape, only to jump willingly into the arms of another. What else could he do, though? The vision that had appeared to him through that rift was no lie - the evil, purple goo was bubbling up in the city now, creating violent clones and destroying things in their wake. Someone had to protect the innocent townfolk from being overrun.
But Risen these were not. They were powerful, and regenerated quickly - wielding a sword only did so much to them, and he had to attack relentlessly. His missteps weren't many, but all the same they were costly. It was quickly wearing him down. Inigo wasn't sure how much longer he could keep fighting these clones... not alone, anyway.
[leans in too close]
She didn't even notice at first when Inigo appeared, ponytail cracking against Primids and sending them flying.
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"Well, hello there!" This was really his first time seeing Shantae in the heat of battle as well. Not that he thought she couldn't handle herself, but hey, strength in pairs, right? He certainly felt lighter on his feet already.
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She whirled around and swung her ponytail, cracking with magical energy against a Primid about to attack Inigo. "Just returning the favour! So did you just get back?"
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He struck another Primid that was about to jump him with a spinning sweep of his blade. There was definitely a dance-like quality in the way he handled the sword - a rhythm and grace that wasn't found in most fighters.
"Besides, I missed the sight of your beauteous face! How could I stay away for long?"
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Of course, he couldn't very well let her have all the fun and glory. Looking cool in front of ladies was what he did best... sometimes. Occasionally. Well, almost never outside of battle.
Switching up his Silver Sword for his Killing Edge, he locked onto the Primid Shantae had kicked down. With a smirk, Inigo remarked, "Don't you know? I'm a man of passion!"
In one critical, precision strike, he sliced the Primid clean in half. Its cleaved body spewed up Shadow Bugs that quickly dissolved into the air as Inigo flashed a winning smile. "I always fight better when there's a girl behind me."
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Shantae and Inigo partnered up. Their support level went up.no subject
Well, maybe it wasn't the kind of dancing he preferred to be doing, but it was as close as he'd get to ever having the courage to perform with anyone else nearby.
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She reached into her pockets and dug out her Pike Balls. Fortunately they still had some charge in them. She tossed the spiked balls into the air, causing them to start circling her like a spiked shield as she charged into battle.