[ grits his teeth and does not dodge. instead he uses In Solidarity to copy the same hit back onto her, so now we're just fountaining blood at each other as he lifts the rifle and shoots point-blank at her face for 7 damage ]
[So first of all, that's a fucking mess. She goes down like a stone, head smacking wetly against the pavement, a certainly unfortunate amount of blood streaming from both gut and head wounds. And that's...it...?
But.
Slowly, painfully, she struggles to sitting--reaches blindly for her glasses and makes a low, wavery wail. That's--bad, this is bad, and she coughs up blood (where is it coming from???) before lurching forward, almost getting her feet under her (thanks Stability!)
She's not up yet, but moving a hell of a lot more than you'd expect from someone who just got shot in the face, so that's something]
[Holy shit I'm busy trying to keep Nya and hurricane apart and THIS SHIT.]
YASURAGI! NEMESIS! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING?!
I'm kind of busy so could you stop trying to murder each other for five seconds?! Before you actually succeed?! WHY THE HELL IS EVERYONE GOING OUT OF THEIR GODDAMN MINDS?
[ the best way to get over the nightmares you have about that time you shot someone in the head is to shoot ANOTHER person in the head and then watch them get back up while still bleeding from the head. this was a great plan
he keeps backing away, barely registering Phoenix's words. he keeps the gun pointed at Nemesis but he doesn't even have the wherewithal to reload it yet. ]
[At least one eye is just--gone, the other bloodied over enough that you really can't tell. Her ears still work, though the words don't quite register since there's definitely a hole in her head.
Jerkily, she stands, looking barely stable, and starts stumbling forward, slowly gaining speed, axe dangling from both hands. Who knows if Yasuragi's still here, but somebody is making noise, and she heads for it, swinging]
with a rasp like he almost tried to speak, drops the saxophone with all the respect for instruments of a hoodlum and uses Makes Perfect to whip at Nemesis's arm with his belt again, pulling her towards himself and out of her beeline towards him ]
[Stunned by--is that Kuzuebiko??--she just stumbles forward towards Yasuragi, axe heckelphone's arc going wide as her lax arms extend, the long woodwind and the bulbous end swinging in a wide arc]
[ while large and impressive, the heckelphone is in fact less threatening than an axe being brandished, so he releases her arm from the belt again and clicks his tongue as he starts backing away once more, steady on his feet only for the help of Makes Perfect while he tries to lead her in the opposite direction of Phoenix. he has to stay up. he has to stay up. just a little longer. ]
[Nemesis definitely has a gaping bullet hole in her face so that might be contributing to the lack of understanding but
She's aware she's being led in a new direction--dimly aware of the released pressure on her arm--probably the belt--probably Yasuragi--probably a trap--god, her face hurts--her gut--
(But she has to hold this line, she has to finish this; if she can't do this much, then--)
She swings the--what in the world is in her hand, it sure isn't the axe, too long, different center of balance--at any rate she hefts it towards whoever's been trying to lead her off, hard--1/3/6 is a success on her end at least, but--]
...He doesn't try to chase her she's like, mostly dead and dangerous and fucked up and he doesn't want to fight her in sheer self defense. But it hurts that he can't even help.]
[Yeah he is in fact making it to Yasuragi's corpse and collapsing there, touching his face with a shaking hand and then pulling his head into his lap to curl over him and cry for a while, some iteration of you stupid jerk getting whispered fiercely at the impassive corpse.]
[ Who the fuck is this. Kuzuebiko appears, suddenly, or someone that looks like him does anyway - he snaps his fingers and your weapon becomes. . . an heckelphone.
hm. ]
Remember now, the beauty of life!
[ well, it IS a beautiful instrument. almost makes you not want to fight anymore!
[ Who the fuck is this. Kuzuebiko appears, suddenly, or someone that looks like him does anyway - he snaps his fingers and your weapon becomes. . . a soprano saxophone.
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. ]
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[So first of all, that's a fucking mess. She goes down like a stone, head smacking wetly against the pavement, a certainly unfortunate amount of blood streaming from both gut and head wounds. And that's...it...?
But.
Slowly, painfully, she struggles to sitting--reaches blindly for her glasses and makes a low, wavery wail. That's--bad, this is bad, and she coughs up blood (where is it coming from???) before lurching forward, almost getting her feet under her (thanks Stability!)
She's not up yet, but moving a hell of a lot more than you'd expect from someone who just got shot in the face, so that's something]
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YASURAGI! NEMESIS! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TWO DOING?!
I'm kind of busy so could you stop trying to murder each other for five seconds?! Before you actually succeed?! WHY THE HELL IS EVERYONE GOING OUT OF THEIR GODDAMN MINDS?
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he keeps backing away, barely registering Phoenix's words. he keeps the gun pointed at Nemesis but he doesn't even have the wherewithal to reload it yet. ]
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Jerkily, she stands, looking barely stable, and starts stumbling forward, slowly gaining speed, axe dangling from both hands. Who knows if Yasuragi's still here, but somebody is making noise, and she heads for it, swinging]
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with a rasp like he almost tried to speak, drops the saxophone with all the respect for instruments of a hoodlum and uses Makes Perfect to whip at Nemesis's arm with his belt again, pulling her towards himself and out of her beeline towards him ]
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Yasuragi, Nemesis--! Stop it!
[Sounding less furious and more--well, his voice is cracking in desperation at this point.]
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Yasuragi...?
[He doesn't know what the fuck is going on but Shu showing up did some weird shit to everyone.]
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She's aware she's being led in a new direction--dimly aware of the released pressure on her arm--probably the belt--probably Yasuragi--probably a trap--god, her face hurts--her gut--
(But she has to hold this line, she has to finish this; if she can't do this much, then--)
She swings the--what in the world is in her hand, it sure isn't the axe, too long, different center of balance--at any rate she hefts it towards whoever's been trying to lead her off, hard--1/3/6 is a success on her end at least, but--]
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[He's finally trying to struggle to his feet with one working leg.]
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Well.
She wobbles but keeps her balance, mostly blind eyes turning towards Phoenix's voice, then turning away. Slowly, she stumbles away]
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...He doesn't try to chase her she's like, mostly dead and dangerous and fucked up and he doesn't want to fight her in sheer self defense. But it hurts that he can't even help.]
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be dead ]
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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 weapon becomes. . . an heckelphone.
hm. ]
Remember now, the beauty of life!
[ well, it IS a beautiful instrument. almost makes you not want to fight anymore!
stunned for 1 turn. ]
[ the genie disappears in a billow of smoke. ]
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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 weapon becomes. . . a soprano saxophone.
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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fails to cough. ]