Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20160107051055/@comment-26571677-20160810070342

At first, the falling objects were little but an annoyance, something to be pushed aside, obstacles to be dodged easily. That was until he took a stick to the side, and holy crap, did it hurt like hell. The branch slapped into his side, and in the shock of the moment, the pain of the impact made him lose his grip on the tree, so that he was hanging off precariously by one, single hand.

''Now my shoulder hurts, and that damned Vale is laughing. Great, she wants a contest? Fine. I'll give her one.''

With speed unbefitting of someone who'd just taken a stick to the shoulder, he jumped, grabbing a stick, and using it to propel him up and over Vale, face screwed up in a strange mixture of pain and concentration as he looked for footholds, and grabbed onto them solidly. Dimly though, he wondered what other surprises they would have for them, this most likely wouldn't be the last.

Another stick hit his knee, and he grunted in pain again, eyes burning with anger as he looked up at the person throwing them.

''I just took another stick to the knee, great. I really, really need to watch out for those bastards more.''

With thi new awareness, he climbed up at a steady speed, but carefully, looking out to avoid any more injuries.