[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.
[ he does manage to dodge out of the path of the axe before everything starts going wrong, but then, you know. everything starts going wrong. he scrapes at his arms, breath catching, flinging the other tapestry off of himself as he keeps trying to back up until he ends up trapping himself against a wall. there's too many of them, he can't brush them off fast enough, there's nothing he can do but suffer through it as they take him bit by bit back
down
into
the dirt.
for whatever reason the first sound he lets out is a rasping laugh. ]
[Likely the result of being stabbed twenty five times or something like that, Cardigan is pure reaction.
Loki is distracted by the double, solid until it hits the ground, blocking Loki from them and them from Loki.
Their own damage is killing them.
And Yasuragi is right there—All they can hear is their own oath, swearing to kill them the next time. Which was now.
They summon a sword and ram it through Yasuragi's back one clean hit through the heart. Their forehead drops against his shoulder, so the last thing Yasuragi hears is Cardigan's dying gasp of his name.
Once she realizes A) no one's paying attention to her anymore because B) Cardigan isn't getting back up, Nemesis starts backing the fuck away--without them, their odds of surviving this situation have very quickly tanked, and in a rare show of wisdom, she listens to her better judgement. The sacrifices you make when you've got someone to protect...
Grabbing Req by the wrist, Nem starts tugging her further into the tunnel, checking the walls and ceiling best she can for weak spots--anything that'd give them a chance.]
i guess a comment while you try to do the cave ins
[ he hears his name before he can even process anything else.
when his eyes finally find the man's form on the ground he goes completely still.
Yasuragi... is dead.
Lucifel is dead.
Lavender is--
he has to protect him, too.
he has to but. he couldn't even protect Lucifel.
he couldn't even protect Yasuragi.
even though that was all he wanted to do. all he was even fighting for. he only looked away for a second. or was it more than that? he can't remember. his head is pounding and the edges of his vision cloud into black.
[ she stumbles when Nem pulls at her, but goes with easily, clutching her axe-hand to her stomach over the gunshot wound. And it takes a long moment to figure out what she's looking at-- or looking for-- through the exhaustion beginning to set in.
But she eventually figures it out. And starts looking for a weak point-- but with a strategics roll of 6 and as hazy as her vision is getting, that's a no go. ]
[Despite the hurry--if Requiem can't make it, what's even the point--she's able to find a hanging brick in the ceiling--jumps to try and hit it with her axe. With a strategics of 3, a promising amount of dust and rubble fall--but the weapon catches in the ceiling, not quite enough momentum to get it knock it loose all at once. One more tug and she'll have the the building down for sure--she looks back for pursuers just in case--]
[ when she looks back it appears that he's already started pursuing.
not running, mind you. but with purpose. even though his eyes aren't even focused on them-- or anything really-- it's obvious that he's headed towards whichever "threat" is closest. which, in this case, happens to be Requiem.
and when he does finally catch up to her, he grabs her by the back of the neck. lifting her up easily with a ridiculous amount of strength. his fingers tightening in their grip, as if to try and snap her spine. ]
She makes a pained noise, and-- something about this strikes familiar. A single-minded power, a Madness. Oh...
He's squeezing tighter and she's already fading, so she uses the last of her energy to fling her own axe as hard as she can at the handaxe Nem had left wedged in the ceiling. With a loud and successful clang, it strikes, and the ceiling begins to rumble above them.
And that second or two seems a bit too long as Req squeezes one eye shut, pained, and extends a hand-- almost like reaching for her-- and a weightless force throws her backwards into the tunnel. Good timing, too, as rocks begin to pour more and more steadily down between them. ]
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and also shifts the gun over to shoot her again for 7 dmg ]
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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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down
into
the dirt.
for whatever reason the first sound he lets out is a rasping laugh. ]
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Loki is distracted by the double, solid until it hits the ground, blocking Loki from them and them from Loki.
Their own damage is killing them.
And Yasuragi is right there—All they can hear is their own oath, swearing to kill them the next time. Which was now.
They summon a sword and ram it through Yasuragi's back one clean hit through the heart. Their forehead drops against his shoulder, so the last thing Yasuragi hears is Cardigan's dying gasp of his name.
And finally with Yasuragi, hit the ground, limp.]
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--Loki--
[ and dead. ]
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speed is definitely his dump stat that usually matters but uh
even if his speed was worth a damn, and even as he automatically reaches out his hand
he's too late to do anything here]
......
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Once she realizes A) no one's paying attention to her anymore because B) Cardigan isn't getting back up, Nemesis starts backing the fuck away--without them, their odds of surviving this situation have very quickly tanked, and in a rare show of wisdom, she listens to her better judgement. The sacrifices you make when you've got someone to protect...
Grabbing Req by the wrist, Nem starts tugging her further into the tunnel, checking the walls and ceiling best she can for weak spots--anything that'd give them a chance.]
i guess a comment while you try to do the cave ins
when his eyes finally find the man's form on the ground he goes completely still.
Yasuragi... is dead.
Lucifel is dead.
Lavender is--
he has to protect him, too.
he has to but. he couldn't even protect Lucifel.
he couldn't even protect Yasuragi.
even though that was all he wanted to do. all he was even fighting for. he only looked away for a second. or was it more than that? he can't remember. his head is pounding and the edges of his vision cloud into black.
and then red. ]
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But she eventually figures it out. And starts looking for a weak point-- but with a strategics roll of 6 and as hazy as her vision is getting, that's a no go. ]
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waking up is hard v 1.5
not running, mind you. but with purpose. even though his eyes aren't even focused on them-- or anything really-- it's obvious that he's headed towards whichever "threat" is closest. which, in this case, happens to be Requiem.
and when he does finally catch up to her, he grabs her by the back of the neck. lifting her up easily with a ridiculous amount of strength. his fingers tightening in their grip, as if to try and snap her spine. ]
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[no no no no--frantic, she abandons the axe still wedged in the ceiling bricks, booking it for Loki and Requiem instead.]
Don't, you can't--!
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She makes a pained noise, and-- something about this strikes familiar. A single-minded power, a Madness. Oh...
He's squeezing tighter and she's already fading, so she uses the last of her energy to fling her own axe as hard as she can at the handaxe Nem had left wedged in the ceiling. With a loud and successful clang, it strikes, and the ceiling begins to rumble above them.
And that second or two seems a bit too long as Req squeezes one eye shut, pained, and extends a hand-- almost like reaching for her-- and a weightless force throws her backwards into the tunnel. Good timing, too, as rocks begin to pour more and more steadily down between them. ]