[ God verticality is Great. She zooms in from the side and dropkicks Loki offscreen (by which I mean a distance that it's just separate enough from the others), landing and stalking towards him with squared, tense shoulders and her axe in hand. ]
i'm going to say he gets kicked down some alleyway so he can't just circle his way around her, because he's scrambling to his feet as soon as he can. looking half bewildered, half frustrated as hell-- ]
Shit-- [ looking around, he. tries to find some way to get back to the others but, there's... the walls, but she'll likely attack him if he tries that now. ]
[ .... honestly he literally doesn't remember, but it sounds like something he would do. so he's not arguing.
instead he moves, out of the way of the axe-- and on its way down, he grabs the hilt of it. and kicks at her side to send her flying, using the force to wrench her axe right out of her hands. ]
You'll have to remind me how that went. Req☆iem of the Dead, Song of.... Sorrows? [ he hefts the axe in his hand. actually looking at her, instead of right through her like usual. ]
[ Oof. She rolls with the kick, and springs back up-- only a tiny amount of struggle from her injured leg-- and immediately uses Verticality to scale up the alley wall, doing a SICK FLIP!!! and dropping down to try to kick Loki in the goddamn head.
[ he backs up out of the way of that kick (spd check 1+4=success, +4 effectiveness) as he. quite honestly does not want to get kicked in the head anymore for a while.
... hah. ]
Not at all. [ time to swing my new axe that i'm probably going to lose to a genie real soon here (str check 3+3=success, +4 damage ]
[ She hits the ground hard and ducks under that axe-- success at 7, with MAJOR STYLE from that 6, and lurches forward to try to grab him by the leg and flip him. pass at 7 for 5dmg ]
[ Who the fuck is this. Kuzuebiko appears, suddenly, or someone that looks like him does anyway - he snaps his fingers and your weapons become. . . a tenor saxophone and an e-flat clarinet.
hm. ]
Remember now, the despair of death!
[ wait wh
Your chest tightens inexplicably, throat closing up - your last breaths wheeze out in inhuman notes, literal music to one's ears -
you'll die, or maybe you won't - player choice! either way, you have a few moments left. ]
[ well. rolled a successful dodge, but that abruptly does not matter as suddenly SHOUTY MUSIC TAISHO IS HERE AND
he gets flipped for 5 damage. and as he lands on his back he starts coughing. hard.
except the coughing sounds like flute noises. just. noises, almost like music, comes out in bursts as his newfound instruments both fall to the ground.
he turns to his side, trying to push himself up. but it's all he can do to struggle to breathe. ]
[ ... ah. A genie. She's still for a moment before getting up, taking a step over to Loki and kneeling down by him, grimacing at his expression.
...
Before she grabs him by the hair and yanks his head back, lifting him just enough to lean down seems sink her fang as into his neck, draining as much blood as she can. An easy feat, when warm blood's red is honestly as intoxicating as it is.
It's probably a faster death than suffocation anyway. ]
[ he gasps as his head gets yanked back-- well. makes a... a flute noise. at least it's a pretty flute noise. but it leaves his neck perfectly bared for her in any case, and he doesn't even put up a struggle.
the light leaves his eyes as he he's drained dry. ]
[ gets up once she's done-- she feels so energized-- and stares down at him a moment, rubbingbher mouth with the back of her hand in a way that only serves to smear blood over her cheek. ]
... maybe you'll remember this time.
[ and she takes off, running quickly back to the others. ]
[Yours is probably the last corpse I limp to so like. Dropping. To Loki's side with a tired whine, leaning over him to touch his face and knowing it's pointless, check for signs of life.
When there's nothing, he puts his forehead to Loki's chest and cries. Soaking Loki's shirt with tears is how he finishes the round.]
[His Heart Weapons are two katars - long and slender, a sleek, sci-fi aesthetic black. He charges right the hell in - makes that precision roll handily - and comes up slashing: 3+3, 5 (+5 damage). The Heart Weapon is sharper than it's ever been for anyone, and he is way past pulling punches.]
[Well, he HAD invited him. Thank goodness for the boost to his health from his extra arms, but as he tries to get out of the way he just isn't ready for it, and the katars gouge him viciously, tearing at Nya's body and managing to rip two of the doll arms off of his sides, as well as tearing through his torso.
He's falls back against the nearest large structure, coughing up blood and shuddering... and then healing himself. He is still down two arms, the wreckage of which remain on the ground, unusable.
His fingers tighten around the grip of his knife as he grits his teeth and stands back up, brushing himself off and attempting to slash at Hurricane with his knife. With 4 4 6, he fails absolutely miserably.]
[Cool well these two are the closest fighting pair to Phoenix and he has to start yelling and interfering somewhere.
He hates this, so much. He hates people he likes looking at each other with naked murder on the mind and he is basically lunging to put himself between Nya and Hurricane, trying to shove them apart.]
Stop it! You guys don't have to do this! Hurricane! Nya! GET A GRIP!
[He'd been in the middle of trying to lunge in for another attack, but he stops midway, because - holy hell, ow.]
[The scar on his face starts to bleed, and the beheading scar all the way around his neck . The old stab wounds on his torso follow just after. But more than any of that, the stump of his right leg, affixed via screws to the port that holds the prosthetic, is now raw and open again, rubbing against the metal it's trapped inside. He staggers, and screams, and wow that is a lot of blood.]
[But Heroes Never Die, right? So here he is, still standing despite the pain.]
[He throws his fucking sunglasses at Nya's head. This is not an attack this is just like, distraction.]
STOP IT!
BOTH OF YOU!
[He's trying to shove between them again now that Hurricane is stalled.]
Whatever happened last time--Nya panicked Hurricane! Now you're panicking! You're both freaking out and you don't have to! I know Nemesis got killed, I don't like it either! It didn't have to happen!
THIS DOESN'T HAVE TO HAPPEN RIGHT NOW! You can both make different choices, right now, right as we're speaking, nothing is set in stone! You don't have to do this!
[Sorry pal, Nya used his one big attack, so the sunglasses are really useless in this situation. Now he's just got a knife and nothing else.
The thing here is that Nya KNOWS Phoenix is right. He knows this could end here, but he smiles a little and shakes his head, then throwing his knife at Pheonix.
It manages to miss, but that just gets a chuckle out of Nya.]
[He straightens up, heavily favoring one leg - takes two deep, shaky breaths - and reaches out, deliberate, to plant one of his heart blades straight through Phoenix's leg. 1+1, 6 (+1 damage).]
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[Wow, yeah, zero to Henshin in like .5 seconds here. The Heart Weapons are coming out.]
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Surprise. It's my turn now.
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i'm going to say he gets kicked down some alleyway so he can't just circle his way around her, because he's scrambling to his feet as soon as he can. looking half bewildered, half frustrated as hell-- ]
Shit-- [ looking around, he. tries to find some way to get back to the others but, there's... the walls, but she'll likely attack him if he tries that now. ]
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[ ... fine. ]
I take it you don't want to do any talking either. [ all he has are gauntlets, but... that's fine with him really. ]
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[ it's go time.
Rushing in at him and swinging her axe up at an arm; pass at 6, for 9 dmg. ]
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instead he moves, out of the way of the axe-- and on its way down, he grabs the hilt of it. and kicks at her side to send her flying, using the force to wrench her axe right out of her hands. ]
You'll have to remind me how that went. Req☆iem of the Dead, Song of.... Sorrows? [ he hefts the axe in his hand. actually looking at her, instead of right through her like usual. ]
Why are all your names always so ridiculous?
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Another pass at 6 for 6 dmg.]
You don't even REMEMBER?!
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... hah. ]
Not at all. [ time to swing my new axe that i'm probably going to lose to a genie real soon here (str check 3+3=success, +4 damage ]
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[ Who the fuck is this. Kuzuebiko appears, suddenly, or someone that looks like him does anyway - he snaps his fingers and your weapons become. . . a tenor saxophone and an e-flat clarinet.
hm. ]
Remember now, the despair of death!
[ wait wh
Your chest tightens inexplicably, throat closing up - your last breaths wheeze out in inhuman notes, literal music to one's ears -
you'll die, or maybe you won't - player choice! either way, you have a few moments left. ]
[ the genie disappears in a billow of smoke. ]
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he gets flipped for 5 damage. and as he lands on his back he starts coughing. hard.
except the coughing sounds like flute noises. just. noises, almost like music, comes out in bursts as his newfound instruments both fall to the ground.
he turns to his side, trying to push himself up. but it's all he can do to struggle to breathe. ]
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[ ... ah. A genie. She's still for a moment before getting up, taking a step over to Loki and kneeling down by him, grimacing at his expression.
...
Before she grabs him by the hair and yanks his head back, lifting him just enough to lean down seems sink her fang as into his neck, draining as much blood as she can. An easy feat, when warm blood's red is honestly as intoxicating as it is.
It's probably a faster death than suffocation anyway. ]
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the light leaves his eyes as he he's drained dry. ]
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... maybe you'll remember this time.
[ and she takes off, running quickly back to the others. ]
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When there's nothing, he puts his forehead to Loki's chest and cries. Soaking Loki's shirt with tears is how he finishes the round.]
You stupid idiot.... Why'd you have to fight too?
Nya vs. Hurricane
He spills the grease ahead of him, then holds the knife out to the side.]
You'll have to make me.
Re: Nya vs. Hurricane
[His Heart Weapons are two katars - long and slender, a sleek, sci-fi aesthetic black. He charges right the hell in - makes that precision roll handily - and comes up slashing: 3+3, 5 (+5 damage). The Heart Weapon is sharper than it's ever been for anyone, and he is way past pulling punches.]
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He's falls back against the nearest large structure, coughing up blood and shuddering... and then healing himself. He is still down two arms, the wreckage of which remain on the ground, unusable.
His fingers tighten around the grip of his knife as he grits his teeth and stands back up, brushing himself off and attempting to slash at Hurricane with his knife. With 4 4 6, he fails absolutely miserably.]
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He hates this, so much. He hates people he likes looking at each other with naked murder on the mind and he is basically lunging to put himself between Nya and Hurricane, trying to shove them apart.]
Stop it! You guys don't have to do this! Hurricane! Nya! GET A GRIP!
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[He turns sideways a little to try and shoulder past - trying to bodycheck Phoenix with his elbow and shoulder, and shove him aside.]
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[He's just... deadened at this point. He still likes Hurricane of course! But he has to defend himself.]
Stay out of it if you want to live.
[With that, Nya blows a kiss at Hurricane... and activates 'picking me apart Again', to undo his scars.]
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[The scar on his face starts to bleed, and the beheading scar all the way around his neck . The old stab wounds on his torso follow just after. But more than any of that, the stump of his right leg, affixed via screws to the port that holds the prosthetic, is now raw and open again, rubbing against the metal it's trapped inside. He staggers, and screams, and wow that is a lot of blood.]
[But Heroes Never Die, right? So here he is, still standing despite the pain.]
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STOP IT!
BOTH OF YOU!
[He's trying to shove between them again now that Hurricane is stalled.]
Whatever happened last time--Nya panicked Hurricane! Now you're panicking! You're both freaking out and you don't have to! I know Nemesis got killed, I don't like it either! It didn't have to happen!
THIS DOESN'T HAVE TO HAPPEN RIGHT NOW! You can both make different choices, right now, right as we're speaking, nothing is set in stone! You don't have to do this!
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The thing here is that Nya KNOWS Phoenix is right. He knows this could end here, but he smiles a little and shakes his head, then throwing his knife at Pheonix.
It manages to miss, but that just gets a chuckle out of Nya.]
I said... Stay out of the way.
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