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FireboltAvis88 · 05-15-2014, 06:14 PM

SPOILER!!: Jasmine

Cris was surprised how hard it was to not have his arm slammed back onto the table's top. Not only was Jasmine feisty, she was also amazingly strong, which made him wonder whether it was because she was just that and not as a result of the potion she had drunk. As it was he was resisting the urge to massage his slightly sore arm.

He did however stand up, shaking his arm to restore the circulation into it before sitting down. "Not bad, Jasmine. I have to admit you put up a great challenge. Alright. Dos Mas. Best two out of three," he nodded in agreement and raised his arm to lock with hers.

As he leaned forward to brace his arm, Cris realized that his face was merely inches from her face. Gazing up into her eyes, he found himself lost in the liquid pools of hazel eyes. He was so enchanted that by the time he realized the bout had started, she had his arm almost touching the surface!!

Realizing his mistake, he began pushing back. Would it be enough to push her arm back to the other side? He wasn't going to give up without a fight.

05-15-2014, 06:14 PM	#398 (permalink)
FireboltAvis88 Banned Kappa Join Date: Jul 2011 Location: Calif., USA Posts: 14,643 Hogwarts RPG Name: Cristoffer Daniel Strand Sixth Year x12 x12	Post 2: Uno Mas There's some good in this world and it's worth fighting for\| LOTR\|Whovian\|Sherlock Fan SPOILER!!: Jasmine Quote: Originally Posted by Daydreamer11 Jasmine was giving this battle everything she had and she was able to hold things steady for a while. Then she felt their arms dip slightly in her direction. It was becoming harder and harder to maintain the status quo. She had gone from an offensive position to a defensive one in a matter of seconds. Well, she refused to quit and if she was going down, Cris would have to work for his victory. Digging down deep, Jasmine continued to push as hard as she could. She was giving it her all, but she could feel herself steadily losing ground. She was able to prolong the inevitable just a little bit longer, but her arm dropped further and further until it finally touched the table. Looking up at Cris, Jasmine jokingly said, "Best two out of three?" Cris was surprised how hard it was to not have his arm slammed back onto the table's top. Not only was Jasmine feisty, she was also amazingly strong, which made him wonder whether it was because she was just that and not as a result of the potion she had drunk. As it was he was resisting the urge to massage his slightly sore arm. He did however stand up, shaking his arm to restore the circulation into it before sitting down. "Not bad, Jasmine. I have to admit you put up a great challenge. Alright. Dos Mas. Best two out of three," he nodded in agreement and raised his arm to lock with hers. As he leaned forward to brace his arm, Cris realized that his face was merely inches from her face. Gazing up into her eyes, he found himself lost in the liquid pools of hazel eyes. He was so enchanted that by the time he realized the bout had started, she had his arm almost touching the surface!! Realizing his mistake, he began pushing back. Would it be enough to push her arm back to the other side? He wasn't going to give up without a fight.