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@Heat Nah, man. Just a T-Shirt. Wish I had a Slayer Hoodie, though!

@Buddha I had to cover up the mess called my life, my dude.

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Tales of the Black Order: The Old Gods

Currently on couch, eating a taco, finished writing despite being distracted. bs'd like always ayylmao

Tales of the Black Order: The Old Gods

His statement was comical in a way, maybe she was a bit cocky, but she knew that she'd get out of this fight alive. Saidani grunted as she clenched her jaw. The Orc was confident with his movements and it was something that Saidani didn't take a liking to. She growled back as she watched him swing, quickly maneuvering away from the blade's path with the sound of it cutting through the air that was between them. All throughout this ordeal, Saidani was quite reserved... up until now. With such a swing, she knew that she were to show him that she wasn't ragdoll material. There was a toothy grin on her face as her eyes settled on the barbaric figure before her. Her short blade was sheathed, both hands now grasping onto her sword as she slyly, and carefully, made her way around him; her movements were predatory. If he found this to be some sort of game, then she were to play along. Giving the Orc a nod, Saidani prepared her sword and followed up with a swift slice to its side. The woman let out a short, unapologetic chuckle as she pulled her sword back, "make your move, bastard."

Tales of the Black Order: The Old Gods

With the crunching of leaves and branches beneath the feet of the orc, Saidani kept herself alert. Her eyes were on the sword and the creature, eyes widening as he made his move. However, she didn't allow for the smug look on her face to disappear. She kept her balance, shielding herself with her own sword; the orc's colliding with hers. There was a grunt of frustration that came from her parted lips as she kept her stance against the larger creature. One hand reached for her short blade, fumbling, but she had eventually caught hold of it, bringing it to the Orc's side and slicing through the skin. There was a roar. Saidani had gotten shoved, almost getting grounded until she caught herself. "Well, you're not backing down, are you?"

Tales of the Black Order: The Old Gods

It's my birthday today, so I'll be busy. I'll also be having the party tomorrow, so I'll be busy then, too.

Tales of the Black Order: The Old Gods

Tales of the Black Order: The Old Gods

Saidani weaved incessantly, her hands still planted firmly around the bow and its feathered arrow. She was determined now, nothing was going to extinguish the fire that had brewed within her. It had been so long since she's felt such a rush that had actually come comparable to the ones she had before. She was fast on her feet, even quicker with a bow in her hands; resourceful and connected. Ducking under branches and shooting a few arrows with impressive accuracy, Saidani taunted, wanting to irritate them as much as possible. The expression on her face showed the amount of amusement she had through the small space of her helmet.

She was only a few paces away as she pulled out her sword, replacing the bow. Saidani jostled for attention from the orcs. Her lips curled into a half smile, a brow cocked as she composed her thoughts waiting for a next move. A grunt left her lips, smoked with charcoal and warmth as her boots crunched the branches that scattered below her feet. Saidani had been moving, but kept close to the "handicap" Denzel to ensure his safety.

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Tales of the Black Order: The Old Gods

Should she just shoot and rush in or just use her bow?

Tales of the Black Order: The Old Gods

Saidani was silent, listening to the plans and the changes in them; Siegfried was right, choosing to gradually take the orcs down rather than doing it all at once. The longbow replaced her sword, Saidani's knuckles white from gripping so tightly as she listened to the plan intently. Her hand tightened around its structure as she looked over to Marlis who seemed to seethe with annoyance, which was quite honestly the most amusing thing she had seen so far. Her head tilted as she watched the two leave, hearing a quick "good luck." She sneered, pulling an arrow from its quiver and laying it against the smooth wooden bow. The woman nodded to those she was still with, dismissing herself from the premises to weave around the trees that kept her hidden.