06-20-2017, 02:38 PM
That was definitely not worth it.
Eeeehhhh. We have two prospective allies.
This is a bloody free for all. Allies don't mean shit. They'll turn on us.
Only two people have actually died so far out of thirty-two. We've got a while before any back stabbing needs to occur.
I'd collected my bag and the warped piece of wood, leather, and steel that was formerly my shield. Both hung on my back, with my bloodied swords sheafed at my side. The rewards for my earlier efforts sat at the bottom of said bag. In the aftermath of the fight, the fairies and I had managed to salvage some basic medical supplies from the abandoned outpost nearby - just bandages and the like, no actual herbs or drugs. It was a temporary solution, but one that worked well enough to stop the bleeding and provide some support. My arm was royally screwed after all.
I flicked through the touch interface of the tablet I was given as the two fairies I now knew as Cirno and Clownpiece attempted to patch up each other's wounds. They were chatting to each other, but I didn't listen in. I was surprised they managed to look so lively despite clearly being hurt - maybe it was a facade, but if so I couldn't see through it. How a whole day passed I had no idea. While I knew high densities of magic could distort time, I'd never seen anything on that scale - it was most likely a product of this new environment (i.e. the Omniverse).
A popup appeared on the screen. It seemed there was another item drop nearby. Very near. We had a few hours to get there, easily. And it might just contain some medicine for my wounds. Or theirs. As bad as my arm was, three of Cirno's fingers were shattered, similarly to Clownpiece's foot. Still, they could both fly, so I doubted it would be more than an inconvenience. Poor dexterity with hands shouldn't inhibit Cirno's magic too much.
"Hey, girls? You want to head up north? There's another drop really close to us. It might have some better medical supplies and such." I paused, realising they might not be open to such a deal. I might have saved them, but if it posed a risk as big as the last site, I wasn't sure they'd agree. "I reckon it'll probably be fairly empty. Especially if we make ourselves known prior. Those last two dudes didn't want to fight as much as we did."
"Pfft. Are you kidding blondie? Of course, we'll come with." Clownpiece grinned, showing a toothy smile with a glint in her crazy eyes.
"Yeah, we're in it to win it," added Cirno.
I grinned as well, placing my tablet back into my bag, and drawing my longsword, raising it into the air. "I like your spirit."
Perhaps joining that fight wasn't such a bad idea after all.
We trekked onwards along the shallow hills. My arm ached, but I'd be able to heal it after the competition. As far as I was concerned, I was reasonably happy to have changed the outcome of a fight. "Close your eyes for a second, girls. We're almost there, but I'd like to stay hidden - that way I can get the drop on any of our future attackers. I can't stealth with you two looking at me."
"That's silly. Can't you just click your fingers and just do the magic? That's what I do." Clownpiece commented while both girls obliged with my request.
"Don't worry. I'll stay in hearing range." I laughed to myself, looking at their interesting reactions to my seemingly disembodied voice.
Eeeehhhh. We have two prospective allies.
This is a bloody free for all. Allies don't mean shit. They'll turn on us.
Only two people have actually died so far out of thirty-two. We've got a while before any back stabbing needs to occur.
I'd collected my bag and the warped piece of wood, leather, and steel that was formerly my shield. Both hung on my back, with my bloodied swords sheafed at my side. The rewards for my earlier efforts sat at the bottom of said bag. In the aftermath of the fight, the fairies and I had managed to salvage some basic medical supplies from the abandoned outpost nearby - just bandages and the like, no actual herbs or drugs. It was a temporary solution, but one that worked well enough to stop the bleeding and provide some support. My arm was royally screwed after all.
I flicked through the touch interface of the tablet I was given as the two fairies I now knew as Cirno and Clownpiece attempted to patch up each other's wounds. They were chatting to each other, but I didn't listen in. I was surprised they managed to look so lively despite clearly being hurt - maybe it was a facade, but if so I couldn't see through it. How a whole day passed I had no idea. While I knew high densities of magic could distort time, I'd never seen anything on that scale - it was most likely a product of this new environment (i.e. the Omniverse).
A popup appeared on the screen. It seemed there was another item drop nearby. Very near. We had a few hours to get there, easily. And it might just contain some medicine for my wounds. Or theirs. As bad as my arm was, three of Cirno's fingers were shattered, similarly to Clownpiece's foot. Still, they could both fly, so I doubted it would be more than an inconvenience. Poor dexterity with hands shouldn't inhibit Cirno's magic too much.
"Hey, girls? You want to head up north? There's another drop really close to us. It might have some better medical supplies and such." I paused, realising they might not be open to such a deal. I might have saved them, but if it posed a risk as big as the last site, I wasn't sure they'd agree. "I reckon it'll probably be fairly empty. Especially if we make ourselves known prior. Those last two dudes didn't want to fight as much as we did."
"Pfft. Are you kidding blondie? Of course, we'll come with." Clownpiece grinned, showing a toothy smile with a glint in her crazy eyes.
"Yeah, we're in it to win it," added Cirno.
I grinned as well, placing my tablet back into my bag, and drawing my longsword, raising it into the air. "I like your spirit."
Perhaps joining that fight wasn't such a bad idea after all.
We trekked onwards along the shallow hills. My arm ached, but I'd be able to heal it after the competition. As far as I was concerned, I was reasonably happy to have changed the outcome of a fight. "Close your eyes for a second, girls. We're almost there, but I'd like to stay hidden - that way I can get the drop on any of our future attackers. I can't stealth with you two looking at me."
"That's silly. Can't you just click your fingers and just do the magic? That's what I do." Clownpiece commented while both girls obliged with my request.
"Don't worry. I'll stay in hearing range." I laughed to myself, looking at their interesting reactions to my seemingly disembodied voice.
Quote:Team Dane (Dane Regan, Clownpiece, and Cirno) have moved from E2 to E1. We are challenging for the item drop.
Dane is keeping an eye on Clown and Cirno's flanks while invisible (Stealth + Suppression + 5 TEC).
Note to Clown and Cirno: if you want to post again at E1, Dane is available for conversation, he's just invisible and silently prowling around. Core topics of his interest include magic, by which he'll talk you to death about. Just rp him however, although he may now be under an obligation to try and be the serious member of the party. As long as you don't write him as angry it'd be hard to make him seem too OOC. He might feel like a bit of an imposter to this group, but once you set him off he can be very talkative.