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Hunger Games: Session 16
[ You find yourself in your respective unit's zone, with a mini-map on your phone, as well as your objectives:
Kill as many competitors as you can.
Destroy zones by breaking their statues.
Not enough action = We start killing you :)
Underneath the objectives is the number of revivals you have left, as well as whatever miscellaneous details about scoring points—killing a unitmate results in negative points, five units will be healed at most, etc.
The starting horn sounds. Let the games begin. ]
Kill as many competitors as you can.
Destroy zones by breaking their statues.
Not enough action = We start killing you :)
Underneath the objectives is the number of revivals you have left, as well as whatever miscellaneous details about scoring points—killing a unitmate results in negative points, five units will be healed at most, etc.
The starting horn sounds. Let the games begin. ]
Re: WCDONALD'S
[K genuinely doesn't understand. Everything makes sense now. Everything's so simple, so pure. He's got a purpose, and the means by which to achieve it... and she wants him to snap out of it?]
You're in the way.
[(cut her cut her cut her--)
[One target is very much like another, right now.]
[ATK: 8 + MASAMUNE: 5 = 13]
Re: WCDONALD'S
[ she raises her blade to block K's - 10 + 3 personal assistant = 13 Endurance for 0 damage.
and then she boosts forward, trying to get past his swinging arc to stab for his chest, 12 power ]
Re: WCDONALD'S
Re: WCDONALD'S
[DMG: 9 - 6 = 3]
[No no no no no we're not do̤̲n̦̜̜̹̲̟e̼͖͎̦̱ͅ ỳ̦̞͉̦̙̼̖͟ę̗̩͎̤̟̭ͅt̥̭̮̜̯̙̙͔̀͞
[He stumbles backward, hissing in sudden pain, but the flame burns bright bright brighter and he pushes it to one side. There's nothing now but the blade in his hands, the tightening of his fingers around the hilt, the singing in his ears, the urge-no-need to cut
[(Who's doing the thinking? Who's in control?)
[and so, blind and unthinking, he simply goes straight for her again.]
[ATK: 7 + MASAMUNE = 12]
1/3
That's -
She tries to parry it but since her prosthetic was almost completely instantly shattered by the initial blow she can't hold her stance and she's cut on the shoulder, staggering backwards.
11 Endurance = 1 damage = 2 HP.
Then that's it. She'll die here, won't she? She'll die here and this person will go on and kill Aradia, and the Avenger, and Lucifel and Eirene's deaths would have been for even less than they already were - if she's not the one who can stop him, why was she the one who's still standing? ]
Re: WCDONALD'S
She's still standing because it doesn't matter if her arm is destroyed, if her wounds are festering, if the bullet wound in her shoulder makes it hard for her to focus on anything at all.
She's still standing because she's fighting for the people she wants to protect - for her friends, for her unit, for that family she has such a fuzzy recollection of.
She's still standing because it's a knight's duty, and because she remembers that old tale, the story of her lineage, the power of those who carry pegasian blood - ]
done
—Where Kazimierz makes its last stand, a pegasus with golden hair appears.
On the dawn of that day, when the Ursus suffer their first defeat of the war, on the faraway horizon of Kazimierz, two suns rise.
Chivalry Luminosity ducks herself down once more, stepping forward to aim straight for the center of K's torso. Halfway through the motion she activates her sword's boosters and in an explosion of golden light her sword finds itself buried hilt-deep into his chest.
19 Power + 3 = 22 Power. ]
Re: done
[That ends it.
[And yet, deeper than the pain, there's the regret: but there's so͡ ̰̱̩͍̮̱͞m̛̖̺̪u̙c̷̤̪̹̝̦ẖ s̼͙̗̼͔t̡̗̫̤̪͖̰͓̘̞̕͢i̴̼̝͓l̶͓͍͔͈̕l͠͏̳͎͙͔̠̦̲̖ ͈͈͎̠͉͚̳̕t̝̩͇͡o̯͇̪̥ ̛͖̯͙̣͍̙̕͜d҉͚̤̳̲͉͞͞o̶̶̶̷̥̼͕͉͖͙.
[It's perhaps a blessing that it's only now his grip loosens about the hilt of the sword.]
Re: done
she's missing an arm up past the shoulder, and half her midsection, both of which lie in scattered steel shards on the ground beside her. the wounds themselves look more like sheared steel than flesh, and she's leaking more of that weird blue flame. ]
Ahaha...
That was... really great. You did... really amazing, K...
[ and then she passes out. ]
Re: done
...there's still danger. ]
...Don't blink, Chivalry. Blink, and they'll never open again.
[ Slowly, she sinks to her knees, clutching her shattered prosthetic to Repair it to a state resembling "working", before looking at what exactly is in front of her.
A...girl???? Sword??????? GIRL????? DYING???? FIRE?????
She's...a sword. And there's shards next to her. And her wounds look like...
...
She gathers them, and starts using repair to fit them back together. Something to keep her mind off the pain, to keep her alert, to keep her aware of what's happening past the murmurs of Avenger and Aradia's conversation.
Once everything's set, she places the combined shards where they seem like they should go, and Gadgeteers them to Kiri. ]
Re: done
—ah yes.
She's still more or less down for the count, but she's whole—apart from the fact that none of the cracks seal up all the way, and still show seams of blue flame. ]
Mn...nnn....
Re: done
[ Somehow she didn't really expect it to? But that's an interesting thing to know. Some girls are swords and are human-shaped but can be put back together like swords? ]
Re: done
that's so familiar-
he finds himself thinking of another sword shining with a dazzling golden light, of steel reflecting blue moonlight, of a girl turning to smile at him as the sun rises behind her-
the emotion stirred by those memories is not his own, and has nothing to do with the girl here and now, but at the same time her figure is so valiant that he can't stop his heart from skipping a beat]