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Renée is glowing after her victory.
"I hope I made you proud, chief", she says with a malicious smile.
- <span class="mu-s"> With the support of eachother, we can do anything!
I meant the cheering. And support as knights. </span> "
The smile of Renée melted. Why? Hector feels it's unfair, he's doing his best to treat her like he would treat any knight of the squad despite the blurred-lined situation
>1 anon roll 1d20 perception
The next round starts almost immediately
>Hector versus Claire : Double-Crit
Hector and Claire position themself a few step away from each other.
"Soooo, how are things going between you and Renée?
- <span class="mu-s"> What? Things? Pfft, nothing's goin on. </span>
- Good for me, I guess. Next time I'll put you a bit more soup in a bowl of bread as you seem unable to function normally when talking to me. Feel free to tell me how you like your... soup... in a near future. Just you and me, right?" She winks. Then lunge forwards.
Hector's brain switch off. He's not good at interpersonal relationship. And that's okay, Guillot usually deals with that. And what Hector lacks in nuance understanding and social cue reading, his sheer prowess and heart three time the normal size makes for. But this is not what he's thinking about, now isn't the time for introspection. Hector lives the moment, his thought compartmentalized.
Unbothered. Lightly moisturized by sweat. Happy. In his lane. Focused. Flourishing doing what he does best.
Claire his a redoutable foe. But Hector? Hector is something else, entirely. A skilled knight a few months ago, Hector turned into an efficient and deadly dancer a weapon in hand. This constant battling, and losing almost no knights - except those three poor lads in Brno and Eugene - shape his future as one of the kingdom's best warrior.
>Hector's CQC skill grew to 4 dices
You guys deserved a reward for the double crit
Hector sweeps Claire's leg with his wooden halberd. She trap Hector's knee between her leg, in a scissor-way. Hector fell, catch himself on the top of a short-breathed Claire with his blade on her throat.
Hector won.
Claire deserved a reward too. A new challenger enter Waifu's War
"So... leaader... I need you to know... What I said was not just a distraction attempt... It was a bit sincere" Claire stares at Hector's eyes in the first half of the sentence, then shifted her gaze while brushing a strand of hair back behind her ear.
Hector is still laying on the top of the female knight in the middle of the battlefield.
[roll fast]
