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[estellas-wall.livejournal.com]

[ So there's this forest, your typical forest with a spotty canopy overhead and a well-travelled path winding through it. Since it wouldn't do to stand in the middle of the road the young man who would be occupying the it on his broom stands completely still, eyes closed, at the edge a short distance away from it and well out of the way of any passing travellers.

And he just stands there. Who knows for how long? People probably saw them on their way into and out of the forest, still like some little statue. He has a bag beside a tree, but whatever is inside it carries a horrible smell. Has he been there so long that his lunch rotted? Who knows.

Maybe he's asleep. ]

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[estellas-wall.livejournal.com]

[ Pure and simple and naïve is the best way to describe Rody if there was one. The Flame Champion may have wanted men to fight, but Rody was no fighter with those runes and without Estella.

Despite that, he clutches his broom and tries to concentrate and chant a spell, despite the action being set to fail. ]

Go, go, go, go...

[jealousyrings.livejournal.com]

[ lol of course she'll stop if she stops. It didn't sound like the chant of a spell to the youkai oblivious to such a way of attacking. Instead it sounded like his attempt to run away-- by flying.

A new emotion arose from hearing those chants mixed with the sound of her bullets: disgust. He just won't give up on the idea that he could do anything like any other stupid human. Stupid, stupid, not even using his own two legs. She was so...

Thirty seconds were over. The attacks cease despite the aura that still surrounds her. She's watching Rody from where she is, a pitiful smile on her face. How is he. ]

[estellas-wall.livejournal.com]

[ It was over? He couldn't believe it. Maybe it actually worked! He was slumped over his broom, griping it for support, and looked up. It hadn't worked...

He was exhausted from taking the attacks that assaulted him. Was she really done? That smile on her face... It had stopped for now, though, and he took the food he had from his bag. This should make him feel better! He felt stronger already!

Except for the poison that the pickles delivered to his body... ]

[jealousyrings.livejournal.com]

[ ... She gave him a chance and he took it to eat? Let's just put the poor boy out of his misery now with the poison because dang, that is just insulting. No magical item, no amazing change of events...

He really was a kid. ]

If your only strategy is to eat your lunch, you should really give up.

[estellas-wall.livejournal.com]

No, I feel better now.

[ He stood up straight, then, and looked Parsee in the eye. ]

I can continue practicing now, if you don't attack me again...

[ Eating super pickles increased your concentration, don't you know? ]

[jealousyrings.livejournal.com]

[ What a poor use of his chance. Insulting the youkai does not give you any favours, Rody. ]

You haven't crumbled yet.

[ And have a final explosion of bullet barrage, simple one. ]

[estellas-wall.livejournal.com]

[ He didn't get the chance to respond before he was clutching his broom for support again. The bullets hurt. The poison hurt. He could feel bruises forming across his skin, but he was going to stand there. Wait it out, like he did when he protected Estella.

Until his knees grew weak and he crumbled with his broom in his arms. ]