[PRP] Death Shards (Chel + Jack)

[chiickadee]

Despite the main portals being down, the HQ still functioned for missions. Most hunters were assigned to reparations, but both Chel and Jack's projects and purposes weren't really ... island focused.

For the past few weeks, Chel had been assigned to a whole slew of resupply missions, information missions and other miscellaneous death tasks. What she really wanted was to hop in a golem and warn Shun about the impending legacy doom, but it just wasn't impossible. Not unless the haunted house scooped her up again, which it never seemed to when she wanted it to.

Thankfully this particular mission she'd gotten the rarity of choosing her team. Looking over the ledger proved it a rather mundane mission; something that required a small infiltration team and a quick pick up of some small object. Some kind of special death shard.

Chel didn't read that closely.

Her team was both cliche and obvious, but that was how people worked. They picked their friends to be on their team. And boyfriend-almost-fiance was farther up the picking ladder than friend.

"Think of it as a vacation. But with more danger. And less fun." She wiggled her fingers at him from the kitchen, slapping together their portable breakfast burritos. Anything to give a potentially dreary day a positive spin. "Maybe just as a mission. It's a mission." Surpriseee.

medigel

 

[medigel]

In all honesty, the prospect wasn't so dreary to him. It wasn't going to be like China or Athens, where the variables were almost innumerable and the goal subjective mostly to luck. Here, there was a clear goal that was already proven to exist where it had been researched: now it was just a matter of actually getting the damn thing and getting out.

"First real mission since getting this thing," Jack noted as he fixed his hunter coat in the mirror. "Think you can trust me, Captain Boss?"

chiickadee

 

[chiickadee]

"No," she told him, finally wrapping the burritos in some paper towels and picking them up to bring to him.

While Jack fancied himself in the mirror, Chel had just thrown on her usual dirty clothes and left her coat unfastened. Close enough.

She handed him one of the burritos and said, "C'mon you look fine. We gotta bounce."

medigel

 

[medigel]

"Ouch." As if to nurse his ego, he took a bite out of the burrito as soon as he received it. Gesturing for Chel to lead the way, he asked, "So where are we headed today?"

chiickadee

 

[chiickadee]

She thought it silly that he'd even asked. There was no one Chel trusted more, just like Chris.

"Some spooky cave or some s**t. Who knows." She shrugged; Chel wasn't really the type to prepare for missions and was happy just to step through a portal and deal with it.

She took her own thoughtful bite of burrito before reaching for his free hand. "Why, you scared?"

medigel

 

[medigel]

"Me?" Jack scoffed as he took her hand; definitely in a good mood, it seemed, since they were in public. Or maybe he was just finally getting used to it all. "Batman likes his caves, remember?" And it wasn't like they would have to worry about Chris having an episode in the middle of a mission either.

"Remember anything about what we'll probably encounter down there at least? Hopefully not anything like last time."

chickadee

 

[chiickadee]

"You ask too many questions," she told him, waving her burrito in his face like a pointer before taking another bite. Then with a full mouth she said, "Whatever's down there we're gonna kick it's a** so it doesn't matter."

---

Upon reaching the hq portal she threw away her napkins and wiped her hands on the back of her coat. "You ready? Forget any last minute hair products?" She snickered, but it was affectionate. Mostly.  

[medigel]

He rolled his eyes and snacked on the burrito but went with it; he knew how Chel operated, even though he'd always ask questions.

---

Wiping his hands and mouth on the napkin, he bundled it up into a ball and tossed it into the trashcan in passing. "Two points," Jack boasted as he signed off for his runics. "Ready for the s**t show, Catwoman."  

[chiickadee]

Stupid basketballhead.

"S'only cause you're-"

She went through the portals and the familiar fade of places took over. It always scared her for a fraction of a second (is it a portal or merlin) but lately she'd been calmer about it.

"Tall."

The portal opened up to a brackish cave, filled with all the things you'd expect to find in caved. From one of her pockets she produced a tiny runic flashlight- so glad she'd kept that from her sun days. "Now we walk I guess."  

[medigel]

Producing his own flashlight for the occasion, Jack took a cautious look around. Nothing manifested where his light fell, but the eerie quiet bothered him. "Ah, the age old question: what came first, the basketball or the beanstalk? Don't see anything," he reported as they began to move forward.  

[chiickadee]

Chel nodded in agreement. All seemed to be quiet, and she almost put her flashlight away-

-until it caught on something shiny and screeching.

"That's something."

HP: 60/60
Stamina: 6
Boss HP: 30/30

Quote:

Roll 1: For every player that rolls this, you trigger a boss: a rusted, reanimated wrought iron mirror revenant.
- The DM is in charge of keeping track of the boss's HP. The boss has 30/ 30 HP and does 3 auto damage every time it is attacked. Normal battle rules apply.

 

[medigel]

Making a face at the metallic screech, he summoned his weapon. "Give me two seconds," Jack said, like he was just taking out the trash.

BOSS: 21
Jack: 57
Damage: 9
Stamina: 16  

[medigel]

The reflection of light on the revenant's surface was more trouble than he thought. In a moment of blindness, the creature caught him off guard.

BOSS: 17
Jack: 54
Damage: 4
Stamina: 15  

[medigel]

Dazzled and annoyed, he struck out and managed to cause a crack in the mirror's surface. The boss gave a satisfying but ear piercing screech.

BOSS: 8
Jack: 51
Damage: 9
Stamina: 14  

[medigel]

"******** sake, just die already."

BOSS: 3
Jack: 48
Damage: 5
Stamina: 13