Shall we dance? (Open Spar)
12-26-2014, 09:59 AM
(This post was last modified: 12-26-2014, 10:02 AM by Aksel.)
ooc: AKSELS TOO TALL, he's just here to watch
Will you recognize me, When I'm lying on my back?
Something's gone inside me, And I can't get it back.
Back on the battlefield… oh he was tempting fate alright. Aksel knew he was just asking for it but all the same the young trickster couldn't bring himself to stay away for too long. It seemed if anything interesting were to be happening it would happen on the battlefield. His mind drifted back to the red brute he'd met sometime back… Vivek. The pair had engaged in a friendly spar and Aksel had to admit… he'd had fun. While fighting wasn't his forte there was something about the physical action that-
Aksel halted to a stop. Well, well… he'd caught the scent of a young lady. Time to turn on the charm, oh yea! Licking his paw and smoothing out the fur on the top of his head Aksel followed the scent ready to sweep some fair maiden of her feet and carry her away. A howl followed shortly making it that much easier to pinpoint the fae. Eye's settled on a lovely gray and black form and he trotted towards her before realization suddenly dawned on him. He knew this fae. She was mean! They'd met as pups and he partially blamed her for the porcupine incident. Why'd it have to be her.
"YOU!" Fur fluffed up as he eyed the fae. "I remember you…. oh lady who strikes deals with monsters." He grinned suddenly. "I'd never forget a face as beautiful as yours." Could Aksel help himself? No, no he could not.
"Speech"
Will you recognize me, When I'm lying on my back?
Something's gone inside me, And I can't get it back.
Back on the battlefield… oh he was tempting fate alright. Aksel knew he was just asking for it but all the same the young trickster couldn't bring himself to stay away for too long. It seemed if anything interesting were to be happening it would happen on the battlefield. His mind drifted back to the red brute he'd met sometime back… Vivek. The pair had engaged in a friendly spar and Aksel had to admit… he'd had fun. While fighting wasn't his forte there was something about the physical action that-
Aksel halted to a stop. Well, well… he'd caught the scent of a young lady. Time to turn on the charm, oh yea! Licking his paw and smoothing out the fur on the top of his head Aksel followed the scent ready to sweep some fair maiden of her feet and carry her away. A howl followed shortly making it that much easier to pinpoint the fae. Eye's settled on a lovely gray and black form and he trotted towards her before realization suddenly dawned on him. He knew this fae. She was mean! They'd met as pups and he partially blamed her for the porcupine incident. Why'd it have to be her.
"YOU!" Fur fluffed up as he eyed the fae. "I remember you…. oh lady who strikes deals with monsters." He grinned suddenly. "I'd never forget a face as beautiful as yours." Could Aksel help himself? No, no he could not.
"Speech"
Will you recognize me, When I lose another friend?
Will you learn to leave me? Oh, give me one more try again.
Will you learn to leave me? Oh, give me one more try again.