t u m b l e down; f a l l up | Hela vs Armordillo [day 2]

The Cushy barely moved as her claws raked through its long patch of fur on its head. Blood welled up from the score marks she had left and began to tumble in ruby drops. The iron scent from the wound make her wrinkle her nose and skitter back. On her sides the image of movement, blurred and frantic, continued. Like mirrors that showed what wasn't there, it seemed as though whatever was happening in the screens that made up her armor was taking place in this very space, and yet the origin couldn't be found. The motions of her own form and that of the Cushy weren't at all similar to the shapes that raced around in this other dimension.

The Cushy stirred for real this time, apparently awoken by the blow Amor had caused. It stumbled toward her and went to strike at her. The lack of a weapon made Amor feel a little less fear, but only a little. Now officially threatened, she felt all of her training come into play. There was no way she could leave this Cushy be. She had to drive it off, maybe even kill it. Distantly, she thought that her training was intended for her to cause as much damage as she could.

Spinning to turn her armor toward the Cushy, she let her tail flick out like a whip, cracking slightly when it had extended fully.

[Attacks Hela - tail]
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Miss -- 0.0 damage

The blows from the Cushy were not a level of pain beyond what she could tolerate, but she was frustrated that somehow it was managing to avoid her armor to strike at her own softer spots. Her poor foot felt like it was already beginning to bruise, and there was a sore spot on one of her legs. While she had scored a line along the scalp of the Cushy, her attack with her tail had fallen short. Now, threatened and bruised, she knew she would have to start getting more serious with her attacks.

Retreating into a ball, using her armor to hopefully cover all of the soft spots, she rolled at the Cushy. Having gotten a bit furious and desperate, she hoped she might drive this thing off. She didn't want to deal with it anymore. All she wanted to do was go back to tumbling up and down the stairs.

Her curiosity had gotten her into a mess she never could have forseen.

[Attacks Hela - rolling]
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Broken Left Shin -- 7.0 damage

CRACK goes the Cushy as Amor collided armor-first into its legs. One of the legs like small trees gave way to her forward momentum, set askew by the impact. In retaliation, the Cushy immediately aimed another blow at Amor, striking her own leg, though not to the same effect. While she may not be armored on her legs and underbelly, she still had thick, tough skin that protected her somewhat from the attacks launched at her.

Sore, but now more infuriated than scared, she knew the weakened Cushy must be driven off. Maybe she would even kill the thing - was that her own drive talking or some hidden instinct that told her to kill anything that moved. The Cushy was even weaker now than it had been after tumbling down and up the stairs. Killing this thing may not be so far-fetched.

Something caught in her mind, though, as she was about to slash another gouge into the thing's flesh. Could she really bring herself to kill something? Perhaps she should just drive it off. Let something else deal with it. Yes, that was what she would do. Flicking her tail toward the Cushy, she hoped the sharp snap that followed might finally scare it off. Go away, go away, go away.

[Attacks Hela - tail]
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Shallow Cut on Neck -- 4.0 damage