Wrong Way
05-07-2018, 09:35 PM
Miach had no time to understand what the woman was talking about before she was lunging at him. He hadn't even gotten an introduction from her, how rude. However, he did have the opportunity to observe her odd behavior before he had to move to defend himself. Her trembling and dancing gaze alone was enough to tell him something was wrong with the woman. However, was a fight going to have her back to her normal self, whatever that may be? As she lunged, Miach moved as quick as he could to the side, but he wasn't fast enough. His extra height and weight made him a little less stealthy than his opponent. He managed to avoid a set of jaws latching onto his face and instead felt the pain begin radiating from his right shoulder. The brute groaned in pain but knew there was no use in trying to talk to her at this point. What she needed was some tough love, and Miach was perfectly fine having to show her some. He managed to straighten himself back out, moving his hind end to align with his skull and peered over the woman. He was trying to think of any kind of counter-attack, and the only idea that came to mind was taking the woman by surprise and trying to push her off. Regardless of the damage it would cause to him, he was looking to have this woman contained and soon. Miach could care less about himself at this point, he just wanted to snap this female out of her trance or whatever it was that had her so thrown off. The man forced that thick maw up against the right side of her head, thankful that her attention was on drawing blood. He'd aim for a long bite just below her ear, hoping to pinch a nerve and maybe loosen her grip. His massive paws would then come to rest on her shoulders before he moved to shove her forward. Hind toes splayed and paws spread wide to help him keep a grip on the earth as he used all of his weight in this shove. No mind was paid to the pain that would come with pushing the girl to the ground, As long as he could get her off of him and pin her down. He figured with a tight hold on his shoulder or not, she was coming off of him with or without some of his flesh and fur. Once she was off of him, Miach would then aim to pin the girl down looking to throw his own weight into a tackle. Massive paws would be positioned atop her neck, hoping to keep her from snapping back at him. He knew this probably wouldn't hold for long, but enough for him to come up with any kind of game plan. Perhaps he might end up having to use force and truly hurt the woman. However, he wasn't too open to being so violent without probable reason. In fact, he wasn't angry while fighting the she-wolf, merely frustrated and genuinely concerned for her well-being. Miach was not familiar with recreational drugs and their possible negative side effects. Honestly, the man just thought this female was crazy and having a mental break. At least that was easier for him to understand rather than thinking that she might just be tripping balls thanks to some herb. OOC:
Rolls (Points will be calculated at the end once all the evade/attack rolls have been given out) Evade: (-2 for moderators, considering his large size) No evade roll, but considering Asvor's bite to be moderate-severe depending on if her hold loosens. (-2/-3 points) Attack: (+2 for moderators, Miach is both 4+ inches taller and 30 pounds heavier) Short Bite (Moderate Damage Attempt) - 1d12+2 - Got 11, For a total of: 11 + 2 = 13 Shove (Minor Damage Attempt) - 1d12+2 - Got 8, For a total of: 8 + 2 = 10 Pin (No Damage Attempt, just the hold) 1d12+2 - Got 7, For a total of: 7 + 2 = 9 Miach VS. Asvor, Spar
Round 1/2 Height: 40 inches Build: Medium Walk, "Talk" Think |