Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7838080-20140102004130/@comment-11588669-20140103062202

He smirked, then blocked the blow with his shield. He heaved, shoving the girl backwards as the momentum sent the spear behind her. Quickly, he followed through with a step, and brought his sword to rest below her chin.

Or that was the attempt. He shoved her too hard, forcing her to fall. Her foot kicked his shin, and he fell right on top of her. Instinctually, he let go of both the sword and shield, and switched them around to where she landed on top of him. Considering that they just fell off of the dueling ring, that was not his smartest move.

She landed right on top of him, his body cushioning the impact for her. Echion sighed in relief, then felt something warm. He blinked rapidly, then look down. And promptly flushed.

Nauta had accidentaly straddled him when she landed, and his hand was...right on her chestplate. It was there so she wouldn't smack her head into his- even in helmets, that hurt. Speaking of, his had fallen off when he fell, as had hers.

A little chuckle rumbled through him when he realized how cliche this was.