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Sean Jones - rolling (deal massive damage!)

It seemed Sean managed to kick away the flowers closest to him for now, so he had a moment to breathe and look around. The scene did not look good. People were down all over the place, with plants either clinging to them and glowing or slicing them with their leaves, which seemed to have turned sharp. Sean was glad he'd managed to avoid both fates so far, but he wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to keep this up.

A bright pulse of light drew his attention to the display in the middle of the garden, and his jaw nearly dropped. The whole this was not only glowing and swaying, but the light was pulsing in an ominous fashion. Even worse, it was emitting a high-pitched hum, like some kind of massive electronic device that was powering up. Something needed to be done about that, and since he currently wasn't fighting for his life, he could take a crack at it.

But he really didn't want to get too close to the thing, so he looked around for something he could use to hit it or throw at it or something. The only thing in reach that looked useful was a round serving platter from the buffet. He grabbed it, tested the weight for a moment, then flung it at the plant like a Frisbee. The platter wobbled a bit in flight, but surprisingly it actually flew all the way to the plant and crashed right into it. Sean grinned, then glanced back down at the floor to make sure no more plants were sneaking up on him.

Jason Wolf / with Clay Mercer / Where's a flamethrower when you need one?!

Jason Winced a bit as the plants started to scratch him a bit. Sure, after this he wouldn't be against plants exactly, but he might start campaigning against genetically engineered ones. What were the point of these plants anyway? Did they really think that killing a bunch of people with death-by-poinsetta wouldn't be on the news?

He felt a bit of confidence in him when he saw Clay nod at him. He probably shouldn't be taking some random person's approval as a confidence boost, but it certainly didn't hurt. At least his older brother would believe him when it came to telling him later about these plants. Though he was starting to get annoyed that every city-wide event he went to there was always something attacking the people attending them.

At this point didn't any of them thing that maybe there should be some extra security or something around here?

Strickenized

Sorry for the late reply.

Ok she wasn't going to answer him that and clarify what she'd said, because this was not the time to be making jokes like that, apparently. Kailey cussed again, looking about and loathing her inability to just... power up right now. But that'd be a s**t move in front of so many people, so it was out of the question even for her reckless a**.

Razor edges from the flowers sliced her legs and arms, and she hissed, still trying to keep them off her as well as the kid. They weren't horrible cuts--oh they stung, but she'd deal with the patch up later. At least they were big enough to punch, and she continued to crush the vines and plants beneath her heels as much as she could.

"This would be an awesome time for someone to MacGyver a flamethrower," she hissed, trying to keep one hand on the guy's arm in case she had to try and drag him back from the plants. He definitely looked a lot worse for wear than she was, and she kept sending him nervous glances, unsure if he was holding up ok from the assault from the plants.

"You ok there? Can you hear me?" He was still moving, still fighting back, and that was a damn good sign--hell they seemed to be actually pushing the freaking plants back--but she wasn't sure what else these things could do except slice and dice, or what further injuries he might be dealing with.

Aiden hale: Wabam 10+2 (digging spade)

Reynard Abney: 6

"I don't think Audrey II was poisonous," Rey countered, looking around for his sister only to see her swarmed by rabid plants. "As for trouble multitasking - no, but there's a time and a place, and this is neither of them." Hissing, he stomped on a plant and swatted another back, earning a sap-coated cut for his trouble.

"I think," he added, looking at the ominous display in the center of the garden, "We're almost out of time..." Which meant they had to do something, and do it now - or....

But. But Cherish. "Oh damn it," he murmured, and threw himself in the direction of his sister to at least try to protect her before the monster poinsettias exploded or something.

Albert Wiley: 5

"Not good, not good not good," Albert muttered woozily as he regained his feet, swatting helplessly at the now-angry plants as they cut at him. "Kaida? Kestrel? We - " he coughed, thankful that though he hqd been swarmed once already, it was apparently before the things were ticked off enough to start puffing pollen everywhere.

Nonetheless there was enough being sprayed about that it was making him twitchy - he'd had pneumonia in his life once already, and pollen from rabid monster plants had to be more than an allergen.

Well, he was managing to beat them off of him this time, but... "I want a refund on - on every damn event ever held in this city," he huffed, or rather whined. "If they're all rigged like this they should be paying us to attend!"

Christine Rose : 2 + 2 = 4

Christine was angry - more than that, actually, she was pissed. These things were hurting Tally, they were ruining their date, and they were being really really gross on top of it. Screeching, she waved her fake candy can like a battle standard and started swatting, just barely managing to keep them off of her.

Spotting a pink-haired girl who couldn't possible be older than thirteen, if even that, she waved her over. "C'mere sweetie, I've got a weapon and you'll be safer with me and Tally if these things get much worse."

And after this mess was over? She was going to go whine at whatever higher-ups didn't warn her there was going to be something happening here. Whoever had ruined her date (and by this time, she was reasonably sure that monster plants weren't normal winter-time attractions) was going to pay.

Literally. For her and Tally's next, better-be-uninterrupted date.

Emily Wiley - FIIIIIIIITE - 2

Emily moved to back Reynard up rapidly, huffing.

"I don't see how it's not a good time, they're just--"

Evil plants that she yelped about as vines snapped around her arms, leaves cutting deepas she snarled, struggling wearily. OK, so biting wasn't smart - her stomach churned in protest as she grimaced -- and thenyelped and wheezed, coughing violently as she not only got a faceful of pollen -- she stupidly inhaled it.
This night was not fun, she mentally decided, trying to get air back in her system. Her lungs burnt, her breath was wheezy, and she was beginning to hate sap in wounds and fresh ones, trying to regain oxygen.

Cherish Abney -- Fail Fighting, in pain - 6

Cherish was faring far better seeing Reynard coming between angry leaves, and the teen girk promptly clawed several off, grateful for the help, even as several turned on Wren. The girl immediately began to fend them off more studily, hiding blown as she moved to try to recover the panicked, wheezing girl het brother had tried with, and whimpered.

"Rey, there's too many plants!"

Kestrel DeLacey - FIGHTING FOR THE RIGHT - 2

"This isn't horrid." Kes drawled. "I'm fine, you two alri--"

It eas slow motion, buy her instincts kicked in before her civilian mind. A plant moved for Kaida and Albert behind, and Kes spun, lungling to tackle it before Albert could get a faceful of the pollen beginning to fill the air, anf snarled as she let her instinct take over. Sure, the plants were grabbing onto her, pinning limbs, trying to force her down-- but for her family, she'd fight, hacking at the pollen in her face as the pointsetta mauled her.

"Not MY uncle you b***h!"

Crystal Lauper - Fighting like a sissy - 6

Most of Crystal's blows were flimsy. She didn't want to fight and she was afraid, swatting and swiping feebly -- and then Christine spotted the sweetest looking pink haired girl she'd eber seen.

Chrystal blinked, and suddenly struck with vigor.

"It's okay sweetheart! Stay with us, we'll protect you!"

Because she was NOT letting a child get hurt. She was NOT going to be like them.

Ever.

((So totally late on this))

Arthur Quinton aka Quinn - Fighting, rolled a 10. Epic, too bad the damage was already done >.<'

Hurt and dizzy Quinn continued to fight on. He didn't know what else he could do, Mercy's boyfriend was already at her side helping. He was actually doing a really good job. It was like a fire had been lit in him. Quinn knew what it was like to have that burning desire to protect someone. He knew how it felt to see that someone hurt and in pain and all you could do was continue to fight. He had been in that boy's shoes once, nearly a year ago. He had been willing to give his life for another but he didn't have that right anymore. She didn't want him so he had been forced to let her go. He had shoved that anger and sadness deep inside. He had buried it beneath work and indifference but for a moment he let out that anger and fought.

He tore into the plants, indifferent of the damage they inflicted on him. Letting the rage that he still harbored inside out, if only for a little bit.

Abigail Miller aka Abby - Fighting, rolled a 3. Aww and she was doing so well T.T

Abby was getting tired. More and more of the plants attacks were landing but she still fought. Stopping wasn't an option. If she stopped then not only would she get hurt but others would too. At least while she fought and destroyed plants there would be less for others to deal with. They wouldn't have to face the dozen or so plants that she was facing. So even though her arms and legs were cut from the plants she kept fighting. Good thing she had been practicing so much lately.

Myles

Myles still seemed a little bit dazed as he processed Kailey's question; he had been doing a decent job of defending himself but when the poinsettias exploded, the light seared his eyes and temporarily blinded him. He reached up to rub at his eyes. The only good thing to come of it was the fact that it seemed to shock him out of the daze he'd fallen into.

"I'm good," he promised, even though his response was dubious at best. He had forced a vague smile onto his face as he rubbed at his eyes.

"This is a little more excitement than I'd bargained for, I think!" He parted the fingers of one hand so he could peek out of it and see her. "Are you okay?"




Samir

Samir seemed surprised when the poinsettias exploded; his reaction was to wrap his arms around Aubrey protectively to try and shield her from the blast.

Thankfully, there was only light and sound. He waited a moment before he released her from the sudden embrace. He looked up for a second, watching the strange, glittering snow that fell from the sky, and then glanced back down at her.

"Are you all right?"

He couldn't help but reach out to brush his thumb lightly over her cheek. He didn't know what compelled him to do it, but it had been instinctive. Like he needed to do something to make sure that she was still there, still okay.

...Flowers weren't that scary, but there were people around them groaning and crying in pain. There were people, unconscious, or covered in blood.

But, so far as he could tell, they were okay.

...Which was good, because he didn't know what he'd do if she had gotten hurt because he'd dragged her here.




Jeremy

Jeremy was seconds away from giving begrudging approval to allow the boys to try and take down the tree when it suddenly erupted into light. He could have sworn he'd heard explosion, but no one seemed to be getting blown to smithereens, thankfully.

Instinctively, he'd raised a hand to shield his eyes, but the searing white still burned them. He was squinting when the light was dying away. The tree seemed to be the source of the blinding light so he whistled.

"...I'm thinkin' maybe it's pretty lucky you boys weren't any closer to that tree," he mused; he looked at the two of them quickly and then ruffled their hair, laughing. "You two good? Sit down if you're feelin' tired. If you're too banged up, move up front. They'll have paramedics by the gate soon," he assured, figuring someone probably already called.

He might have been off duty but he had an obligation; if the kids were okay, he felt comfortable leaving them. There were probably people out there that weren't faring so well.