[ WELL THAT SURE HAPPENS and she looks surprised at the stab but then reaches out to touch their. face with her non-gun hand to use Bad Whiskey Blues ... to. make Cardigan drunk. Like, actually she was trying to see if she could turn all of their blood into alcohol but it turns out she can't do that. ]
[They stumble as they rip the knife free, wheeling a moment before they actually understand what happened—And they laugh, because it's pretty clever, and a little ironic. They're wildly off balance.
They drop back for balance and leave and leave a copy in their place, who slashes wildly at her for 7 damage.]
[ raises her hand, mirroring the hand of the copy? that is aiming to cut her and turns to the side, swinging her arm down, which... if it works on copies like it does people the copy will end up not slashing her and turning to slash at Cardigan instead. ]
[Sounds, like, kind of into it tbh. The double has the knife so they summon a sword to catch the blow, then surge up on their knees to stab through their double towards Doll for 8 damage. The double disappears.]
[ cool but since Cardigan is still (?) in the 10 foot range, presumably, and switch her target of control to Cardigan to brace her hands, mimicking aborting a stab motion so that they. Don’t stab her. ]
— . . . wait, I remember.
[ and thinks about it, before putting one of her hands over her mouth, to try and force Cardigan to also. Keep quiet. ]
[ SHE WANTS TO SAY SOMETHING CLEVER BUT HONESTLY IS NOT QUITE THAT STUPID.
Keeps puppetting them to sort of walk them over to the knife where it fell, bending down to scoop up nothing, though theoretically Cardigan’s hand should grab the knife and pick it up. ]
[ that does take her by surprise, really, and the kick connects which downs her. She stops puppetting them but does also level the gun to aim and shoot WHICH
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Ummm. . .!
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They drop back for balance and leave and leave a copy in their place, who slashes wildly at her for 7 damage.]
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[ raises her hand, mirroring the hand of the copy? that is aiming to cut her and turns to the side, swinging her arm down, which... if it works on copies like it does people the copy will end up not slashing her and turning to slash at Cardigan instead. ]
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[Sounds, like, kind of into it tbh. The double has the knife so they summon a sword to catch the blow, then surge up on their knees to stab through their double towards Doll for 8 damage. The double disappears.]
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[ cool but since Cardigan is still (?) in the 10 foot range, presumably, and switch her target of control to Cardigan to brace her hands, mimicking aborting a stab motion so that they. Don’t stab her. ]
— . . . wait, I remember.
[ and thinks about it, before putting one of her hands over her mouth, to try and force Cardigan to also. Keep quiet. ]
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[ SHE WANTS TO SAY SOMETHING CLEVER BUT HONESTLY IS NOT QUITE THAT STUPID.
Keeps puppetting them to sort of walk them over to the knife where it fell, bending down to scoop up nothing, though theoretically Cardigan’s hand should grab the knife and pick it up. ]
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sure
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happening]
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[ is this face the expression of loving murder or flirtatious who knows
Time to see if her low precision and their inebriation can combine to puppetting them to lift the knife and slit their own throat ]
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And then what happens is they summon a sword in the hand over their mouth, which skewers them through the chest.
And they try and kick her for five damage]
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Woah!
[ that does take her by surprise, really, and the kick connects which downs her. She stops puppetting them but does also level the gun to aim and shoot WHICH
SHE MISSES HORRIBLY. ]
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APPELS]
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[ WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS ]
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and LUNGE forward
SLAMMING the summoned blade through her chest, still wet with their blood, for eight damage.]
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Oh.
[ as if she just remembers something but that’s the end of her hit points
goodbye]
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to sit down.]