[This is fine, this is FINE. He can take one more shot with each of his guns. Surely, that will slow her down enough...
Pointing both guns at her, he grits his teeth and furrows his brow, both shots going right for her for 6 damage from the rifle, and 7 from the pistol.]
[Okay that is a lot, of shooting, what a day to wear white
She cries out, falls to her knees again, held up by her metal arm. But then she gets back up, shaky but sure, and continues to stagger towards him. She just has to axe him a question so. Hold tight.]
[Nya can't attack again until he reloads, so he's going to do that. He really does feel awful for doing this, but at least with her facing him, she will know who it is. She can do whatever she wants after the game, but Nya will gun her here, if he can.
Meanwhile, he's just going to look to Loki, wishing he could help, or wishing he could be helped himself.]
[NemQuest has not changed. The moment she makes it up to the roof proper, she's barrelling towards Nya and swiping at him with her axe--if it hits, it'll do 7 damage]
[Nya is nervous. He's nervous, and god she looks determined, and while he would have tried to dodge before, he's pretty freaked out right now and so his attempt to swing the bucket at her has him losing one of his doll arms, but hey!
It turns out when you connect doll arms to your torso and use them like real arms, they kind of ARE real arms, so he starts bleeding profusely from the new wound!
He raises his guns once more, attempting to shoot her again, the rifle probably skimming someplace for only 5 damage, and the pistol doing another 6]
[This time Nemesis is close enough to Nya to catch his trajectory, and blocks one of the shots with her metal arm, sending the bullet twanging off elsewhere. The other hits her in the gut, which is an especially unpleasant place to be punctured. As is a stab in the back! Wow, rude.
Nem reels for a moment before staggering forward another step--sucks in a few awful-sounding gasps--doesn't think about anything but swinging again at Nya for another 8 damage, she will deal with whatever is behind her...later...]
[This time, Nya is SUPER CONTENT with dodging out of the way, which he does by throwing himself on the ground, grabbing his false arm and sticking that back on, his hands shaking before ho looks up at Nem, using 'picking it apart Again' to unseal her scars. He only sees her arm, but who knows? It might be enough to give Lucifel an advantage?
trying to pull her back or otherwise trip her before she can swing at nya with a success on agility, letting go of the knife and trying to wrap his arm around her neck in a chokehold ]
[It's easy enough to catch her since she wobbles to her knees once her wounds are opened anyway, eyes going wide as red blooms in scattered blotches radiating down her right leg, as well as down her left arm. Her grip on the axe doesn't falter, but the arm itself does--the prosthetic droops from her sleeve and clatters to the rooftop, the stump bleeding profusely. Already straining for breath, she scrabbles at Lucifel's arm, trying to get free]
Axe too, but the arm is the important bit. Nya goes for the new arm and sticks it in the middle of his goddamn chest because this is his life now and he has seven arms, so screw the rules.]
L-look out, Lucifel.
[Just gonna. Swing the axe downward over her head.]
Nya leans in close while Nemesis is disarmed(heh) and held by Lucifel, all 7 arms grabbing her by the head and....
Healing her wounds. For 1HP each.
And then undoing them all again... For 1HP on the scars she got outside of the battle, and for the same amount of damage that she received upon initially getting the wounds.]
[ with great effort, he's letting go of her neck so he can just kind of. shove her off. hopefully either the blade goes with her or she gets off the blade and he can pull it out from his body ]
[Nya will attempt to help by grabbing at the sword when Lucifel pushes her away, but when he grasps it, it disappears in his fingers. He falls to his knees beside Lucifel then. Sure, he can heal himself, but Nya is going to attempt to heal him FOR him anyway.]
Ah... It was stupid of me... But I couldn't just keep shooting from a distance while hiding.
I should have, though. Then you wouldn't have gotten hurt...
[You know what...? Nya doesn't want to know what Lucifel is going to do with that. So he's just going to nod and make his way over to wherever Loki is.]
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Pointing both guns at her, he grits his teeth and furrows his brow, both shots going right for her for 6 damage from the rifle, and 7 from the pistol.]
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She cries out, falls to her knees again, held up by her metal arm. But then she gets back up, shaky but sure, and continues to stagger towards him. She just has to axe him a question so. Hold tight.]
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Meanwhile, he's just going to look to Loki, wishing he could help, or wishing he could be helped himself.]
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It turns out when you connect doll arms to your torso and use them like real arms, they kind of ARE real arms, so he starts bleeding profusely from the new wound!
He raises his guns once more, attempting to shoot her again, the rifle probably skimming someplace for only 5 damage, and the pistol doing another 6]
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Nem reels for a moment before staggering forward another step--sucks in a few awful-sounding gasps--doesn't think about anything but swinging again at Nya for another 8 damage, she will deal with whatever is behind her...later...]
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well, more of one.]
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trying to pull her back or otherwise trip her before she can swing at nya with a success on agility, letting go of the knife and trying to wrap his arm around her neck in a chokehold ]
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Axe too, but the arm is the important bit. Nya goes for the new arm and sticks it in the middle of his goddamn chest because this is his life now and he has seven arms, so screw the rules.]
L-look out, Lucifel.
[Just gonna. Swing the axe downward over her head.]
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ducks his head but trying to keep nemesis still for that!? ]
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She raises an arm to her chest
And generates a sword
That skewers right through both her and Lucifel for 9 damage]
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Nya leans in close while Nemesis is disarmed(heh) and held by Lucifel, all 7 arms grabbing her by the head and....
Healing her wounds. For 1HP each.
And then undoing them all again... For 1HP on the scars she got outside of the battle, and for the same amount of damage that she received upon initially getting the wounds.]
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That is exactly as messily painful as one might imagine. She cries out, hoarse, until her breath runs out with a wheeze.
Needless to say, she slumps forward as much as she can while still skewered to Lucifel, bleeding from...basically everywhere. She doesn't move again.]
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i'm just
gonna
slump forward too and then just kind of
hmmmm
help... please... ]
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[Shit. Uuuuhhhhh... shit.]
Let go of her, I'll pull her off, and w-we can heal you, okay?
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. . . C-congratulations. . .
[ with a cough ]
That was . . . a clever move . . .
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Ah... It was stupid of me... But I couldn't just keep shooting from a distance while hiding.
I should have, though. Then you wouldn't have gotten hurt...
I'm sorry, Lucifel.
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[ pressing his front so he can heal that of himself, you can work on his back ]
You did your best. Comparatively, I didn't really do much at all - I'm fine with having this sort of role too.
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You helped a lot! If you hadn't held her, she'd probably have cut me down with that axe, easy.
And I hurt myself trying to pick up her axe...
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[ turning his head to look to him ]
I didn't get a good look. . . You should treat yourself, too.
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[It's not like Nya usually goes out of his way to get hurt, but he was sure he could usually just heal through all of this and come out on top.]
We should... go see if Loki is okay. Can you stand?
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[ with a little wince, but he's moving over to nemesis's body ]
I'll be there in a moment.
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