[MATCH] Mudsullied Jackal vs Milky Way

[medigel]

Which one was this one again? Sully had a great mind for plants, absolutely stupendous, genius even. Everything else just sort of got shoved out of the way to make room. Hmm...A smiler, she thought. Ech. Never did sit well with her to see someone seemingly happy go lucky when half the crew were trained killers.

She flexed one of her legs while stretching, making a face. Nightingale's attempts to take her down hadn't been hard hitting, but she wasn't exactly built for multiple matches, rest time or not. Hopefully this one would be quicker.

"Don't drag it out like the other idiot did, alright?" Sully said. When the match began, she darted forward to see if what she thought he was matched the reality.

Saint Vis

 

[medigel]

Sully's ears pinned back at the sound of his chuckle. Were they playing a game or were they sparring? Man, she was just in a bad mood today it seemed...

(This was what happened when she didn't get relief from a helpful partner in so long. Annoying kids playing at adulthood and a half-burnt piece of meat waiting for her attention back at the healer dens.)

"Listen up, Star," she said for want of his actual name, "if you can't even hit me, go find a different job. Crows don't need idiots thinking they're killers running around, and I don't like wasting my time patching up those same idiots stumbling around either."

To punctuate, she side-stepped his lunge and made to push him right over.

Saint Vis

 

[medigel]

Luckily for Milky Way, Sully barely paid attention to drama unless it personally concerned her, and even then only begrudgingly; she didn't even remember his name, for instance, let alone what might have happened to him previously. Unluckily for Milky Way, he did catch her on a bad day, though. At least he wasn't her nephew...

Auntie! Ech.

The healer let out a ragged sigh before they collided once more. Sully chose not to back off this time. "Are you gonna keep smiling when you kill, then?" she asked, eyes narrowing in concentration. "Is it going to be real?"

Right...there! She bit down on the back of his neck to try and drag him to the ground.

TOTAL: 43

Saint Vis

 

[medigel]

This time she did fall back, wheezing. “You must always be...having fun, then,” Sully said between pants. The aggression seemed to have evaporated with the effort expended trying to push him down. She wasn’t built for holding onto emotions for long, for better or for worse. That, or the frown weirdly eased her assumption that he was a psycho in the making.

Thankfully she was called the winner before she had to think about trying to get in again. Another long sigh left her as she relaxed. Was she talking down? Man, Sully just thought she was asking a philosophical question pertinent to his career. Was her affect too harsh? Well...she did start off judge-y, huh. This was why Blood Falcon was the favorite sister. Socializing was confusing enough without a spar layering onto it, neither of which she was good at or liked to do.

Except she had won. Twice. And she was still going to try talking. Gods, this was a bizarre day.

“Look.” She shook herself, feeling the angry spot where Milky Way had pushed again with a twitch of her eye. Hopefully the other fight took a while. “No-one enjoys me, Star Milk. I’m just useful. That’s how it goes,” Sully said with a verbal shrug. “You never have to see me while on the job? Great. More power to you. Just don’t fake the smile around me, and we’ll be fine.”

Saint Vis