[ Maybe he is cursed... She doesn't look like she's in (enough) pain, but he knows Rita isn't the type to just cry if she's hurt. With a huff, he releases her, pulling off of her to sit beside her.
[She looks at him with narrowed eyes. She doesn't know where to start searching for the owners; the best thing to do is restrain Tyr or something until this curse is over.]
[But she doesn't expect him to realize it. Hooking her hand in the sash, she spins around and thrusts it out at him--mana directs it in a line right for Tyr. It won't hurt him, but her aim is to secure him.]
[ He definitely didn't, but he does expect that to hurt.
Even if he didn't entirely trust her a second ago, he never thought she'd attack him. It's too late for him to jump back when it wraps around him. That alone is enough to make him yelp. ]
[But she can't try to explain like this. She tries to finish the spell, knowing the sash isn't that strong--and with the mana know going to her spell, it falls away from him, anyway.]
[She wasn't trying to kill him, but she's not going to waste her breath arguing. He's faster than her as it is and there's barely any space between them, so she tries lashing out with the sash again--aiming at his legs.]
[ He can't very well interpret that to mean she wasn't planning to kill him. His desperation in trying to grab her makes him an easy target, though, and he jumps back - or trips back - to try to avoid her sash. ]
Edited (I forgot to say that I'm going to class now! ;; See you later! :')) Date: 2012-02-08 08:48 pm (UTC)
[Maybe running away would be the best idea, but it's not what Rita does; she immediately stops backing away and lunges after him instead, attempting to trip him again.]
[ He doesn't know what to do to stop her--her sash is stronger than it should be--and even if he knocked her off, he doesn't think he'd be able to do much without his hands. ]
[She'd gape at him if she weren't so desperate to try and tie his hands. He needs to be stopped, for his own good, for everyone's good...
She starts casting the sleep spell again. She wouldn't be against knocking him out in a less gentle way if she really had to, but she doesn't have a book on her this time.]
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Date: 2012-02-08 06:00 pm (UTC)But he'll still glare back at her. ]
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Date: 2012-02-08 06:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-08 06:21 pm (UTC)[ Be back in a bit! o7 ]
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Date: 2012-02-08 06:34 pm (UTC)...I'm not staying in a stolen house.
[Okay! Later! o/]
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Date: 2012-02-08 06:55 pm (UTC)Dismissively, he responds- ] Then I'll make one for us later.
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Date: 2012-02-08 07:11 pm (UTC)Do it when you're not cursed.
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Date: 2012-02-08 07:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-08 07:35 pm (UTC)[But she doesn't expect him to realize it. Hooking her hand in the sash, she spins around and thrusts it out at him--mana directs it in a line right for Tyr. It won't hurt him, but her aim is to secure him.]
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Date: 2012-02-08 07:43 pm (UTC)Even if he didn't entirely trust her a second ago, he never thought she'd attack him. It's too late for him to jump back when it wraps around him. That alone is enough to make him yelp. ]
—You're the one that's cursed!
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Date: 2012-02-08 07:51 pm (UTC)[It's all she takes a moment to say as she holds the sash tight as she can and starts chanting the sleep spell.]
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Date: 2012-02-08 07:56 pm (UTC)[ That's exactly where this is going, isn't it? She has the spells to do it. He thrashes and tries to tear the sash away from him desperately. ]
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Date: 2012-02-08 08:14 pm (UTC)[But she can't try to explain like this. She tries to finish the spell, knowing the sash isn't that strong--and with the mana know going to her spell, it falls away from him, anyway.]
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Date: 2012-02-08 08:20 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-02-08 08:31 pm (UTC)Stop--calm down!
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Date: 2012-02-08 08:37 pm (UTC)[ He keeps after her, wishing her had thought to bring his staff. ]
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Date: 2012-02-08 08:45 pm (UTC)[She wasn't trying to kill him, but she's not going to waste her breath arguing. He's faster than her as it is and there's barely any space between them, so she tries lashing out with the sash again--aiming at his legs.]
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Date: 2012-02-08 08:48 pm (UTC)[ He can't very well interpret that to mean she wasn't planning to kill him. His desperation in trying to grab her makes him an easy target, though, and he jumps back - or trips back - to try to avoid her sash. ]
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Date: 2012-02-08 08:58 pm (UTC)[Ah, okay! Have fun!! /o/]
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Date: 2012-02-09 12:00 am (UTC)What are you thinking?!
[ Thank you! :') ]
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Date: 2012-02-09 12:18 am (UTC)[Before he does anything else he'll regret tomorrow. She spins, sending a small shockwave just above the ground using mana.]
[♥!!]
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Date: 2012-02-09 01:00 am (UTC)Hissing: ] From what?
[ ♥~! ]
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Date: 2012-02-09 01:05 am (UTC)[She does hope he isn't injured, but she wastes no time in jumping on top of him and grabbing at his hands with her sash.]
[♥~]
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Date: 2012-02-09 01:15 am (UTC)You're insane!
[ ♥! ]
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Date: 2012-02-09 01:24 am (UTC)[She'd gape at him if she weren't so desperate to try and tie his hands. He needs to be stopped, for his own good, for everyone's good...
She starts casting the sleep spell again. She wouldn't be against knocking him out in a less gentle way if she really had to, but she doesn't have a book on her this time.]
[/o/]
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Date: 2012-02-09 01:41 am (UTC)You! I can't believe you're doing this to me-!
[ \o\ ]
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