[ doesn't even try to dodge. does unfurl the Oath of the Gentle tapestry from his arm and fling it up between them and shoots at them through it to try and get their blood on it before their hit lands. agility roll for the contract to take effect before getting stabbed, gunshot is MEANINGLESS AGAINST CARDIGAN, both take 9 damage ]
Yasuragi just hears the gasp from Cardigan before the sword slams into him, and then Cardigan yells his name again—And Yasuragi is paralyzed for one turn unless he has something for that.]
[ did you know Makes Perfect is a broken fucking ability. backs away quickly despite being both stabbed and theoretically paralyzed, clicking his tongue so the dog comes barking to his side while he reloads again ]
[Does not stop, instead sending some ridiculous amount of knives Yasuragiwards, thanks living forge. Most of them do not even get close to him because precision is for chumps, but the two that do would both hit for 8 each if he doesn't dodge; wow, leave Mom alone???]
The shot doesn't keep her down for long-- the moment she sees that gun leveled at Nem she's up again-- any weakness in her leg is made up for with Verticality, thankfully-- and dashes up behind Yasuragi, attempting to swing that axe down against his back.
[Once Cardigan leaves the melee Nemesis rushes up to take their place, especially when she notices Requiem's gone from at her back to at Yasuragi's. She yells, loud, desperate to draw back his attention--why do people keep shooting people not her. She brings her handaxe down at him, attempting to slash for 5 damage]
[ Oof, right in the gut. She wheezes, and collapses, bleeding out on the floor right in front of him.
From the walls come the scurrying, hurried sounds of little creatures, spiny legs, scrabbling claws. Rats and mice peer from the cracks, their beady eyes shining. Snakes slither down, circling and hissing. Roaches and beetles and centipedes begin to congregate en masse, converging on Yasuragi's position, clawing and scraping up his legs, up his body, and begin to take him apart.
Piece
by
piece.
Slowly, without cease. His powers don't work. His gun has jammed. He's losing too many pieces of himself to function and the pain is absolutely agonizing.
[ it stays-- and he tries to pull it back with a low growl.
he's really not paying attention to much around him... so he doesn't see the stab from behind. 7 damage it is, then.
but you're getting 7 damage in kind.
on top of that, in response to getting stabbed, he's letting go of the spear to make a grab for whatever the fuck just stabbed him in the first place. aiming to actually grab this copy(?) and toss them at the first version if he can. though mostly it will vanish before he can, ]
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HERE'S CARDIGAN.
ABSOLUTELY FUCKING SOAKED IN BLOOD]
Yasuragi!
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Oh? Cardigan.
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Yasuragi just hears the gasp from Cardigan before the sword slams into him, and then Cardigan yells his name again—And Yasuragi is paralyzed for one turn unless he has something for that.]
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okay
Lucifel is dead
can't do anything about that
compartmentalize and
hate himself fordeal with that laterbut Yasuragi is sensitIV's all...y...?
so healing instinct says he's going to run in and try to seal that stab wound into a scar]
S-Stop! Stop, please...!
[it's a meaningless cry for peace and he knows it but]
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but he does actually stop, at least briefly ]
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The shot doesn't keep her down for long-- the moment she sees that gun leveled at Nem she's up again-- any weakness in her leg is made up for with Verticality, thankfully-- and dashes up behind Yasuragi, attempting to swing that axe down against his back.
Pass on STR and 9 dmg if hits. ]
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and also shifts the gun over to shoot her again for 7 dmg ]
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1/2
From the walls come the scurrying, hurried sounds of little creatures, spiny legs, scrabbling claws. Rats and mice peer from the cracks, their beady eyes shining. Snakes slither down, circling and hissing. Roaches and beetles and centipedes begin to congregate en masse, converging on Yasuragi's position, clawing and scraping up his legs, up his body, and begin to take him apart.
Piece
by
piece.
Slowly, without cease. His powers don't work. His gun has jammed. He's losing too many pieces of himself to function and the pain is absolutely agonizing.
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Req is standing stock still, staring murderously. ]
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i guess a comment while you try to do the cave ins
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waking up is hard v 1.5
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Their expression is wildly fierce, moving, stopped short by Formotiis]
Yasuragi—
[Just their name, again.
Nemesis might have just hit you with a knife.]
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just woke up on the wrong side of bluescreen hell. not a morning person.
have the blade end of his lance trying to stab you, 8 damage if it hits. ]
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Cardigan stays standing, barely making a noise, grabbing the lance where it runs them through—holding it in place.
Because there's a Cardigan behind Loki who going to try and stab them through the back for seven damage.]
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he's really not paying attention to much around him... so he doesn't see the stab from behind. 7 damage it is, then.
but you're getting 7 damage in kind.
on top of that, in response to getting stabbed, he's letting go of the spear to make a grab for whatever the fuck just stabbed him in the first place. aiming to actually grab this copy(?) and toss them at the first version if he can. though mostly it will vanish before he can, ]
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Cardi--!
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also be careful...]