[ 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.]
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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?