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and be blue rolled 2 10-sided dice:
6, 2
Total: 8 (2-20)
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 Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 7:22 pm
Taym was calm, Peyton was focused, and Ever was still unnerved: tense with the memory of his organs burning and melting, the memory of pain and the faces that had come with it. He struggled to bring himself together enough to strike at the thing but it was weak, a slash with the sheath of his weapon instead of the blade. It hit, but not hard enough to keep himself from getting slashed. HP: 40/50 Charge: 1/3 DMG: 2 sad Boss HP: 81
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Beejoux rolled 2 12-sided dice:
6, 9
Total: 15 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 7:52 pm
Focused, Peyton kept her attention on their biggest target. A slash of sizzling claws caught her arm, burning against her shield and drawing a hiss from glossed lips. Keeping close meant taking damage, but it also meant she could could strike back hard and fast. The curved tip of a blade sank into the ember glowing body, and she tore it through rock and plasma, kicking off from that giant body, to land on the ash covered concrete beside Ever. One of the smaller creatures was scuttling for him, tiny hands reaching, and she rose up quick to aim a soccer kick at the little s**t, sending it flying. HP: 44 DMG: 9 CHG: 2/3 BOSS HP:72
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Rejam rolled 2 12-sided dice:
4, 9
Total: 13 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 8:16 pm
"How're you feeling?" Taym asked Ever as he weaved in for another strike, after a triumphant little sound at Peyton's tearing into the enemy. It was terse, and by necessity lifted above the noise of the crackling embers and enormous footfalls and sulfuric roaring, but it was not a bark. It was genuine. HP: 44 DMG: 7 CHG: 3/3 BOSS HP: 65
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and be blue rolled 2 10-sided dice:
1, 4
Total: 5 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 8:21 pm
"Messed up." Ever's reply was low and surprisingly honest. He was on his feet, he was fighting [kind of] but it was still sloppy, still a bit off-balance. That would explain why he swung, weakly, and completely missed a groping talon. "Really messed up." Was that even what Taym had been asking? It didn't matter, it was true, Ever still much too pale, and apparently not doing a very good job of even defending himself, let alone holding his own in the attack... HP: 32/50 Charge: 1/3 DMG: 0 Boss HP: 65
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Beejoux rolled 2 12-sided dice:
10, 12
Total: 22 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 8:28 pm
Bolstered by Taym's triumphant whoop, Peyton seemed to have hit her stride. She took hits, claws slashing and embers burning, but she ignored them, taking full and brutal advantage of the opens left behind by each heavy attack against them. Another swipe in her direction was deflected with the clang of blade against rock, and she slashed a red, glowing line across it's mammoth palm. "Hang in there, Ever." Another little scampering body was kicked away, back into the crevice. "Try to defend yourself, if you can. We've got bandages." It would be alright. < Keep attacking, halfpint. The sooner it's down, the sooner you can worry about your friend.> Dodging a swipe, she lunged, dragging the curved tip of her blade up the side of the giant's leg, from ankle to thigh. (It was as far as she could reach.) HP: 36 DMG: 16 CHG: 3/3 BOSS HP: 49
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Rejam rolled 7 4-sided dice:
3, 3, 4, 2, 3, 1, 4
Total: 20 (7-28)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 8:47 pm
"Hang in there and let me know if you need me to cover you," he answered, and then: "Jesus Christ, halfpint. Got some pent-up rage?" It was good-natured and followed by a swing of his arm that had behind it a strange and momentary blanking of expression, a stilling of his features into absolute confidence. The splintering of the thing's skin under the blade seemed disproportionate to the force behind the slender blade. The moment broke as Taym exhaled. "This is going a lot better than last time," he cheerfully observed to Ever, whether the Lifer was busy recovering or not. HP: 36 DMG: 17 CHG: used Battle Cry BOSS HP: 32
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and be blue rolled 2 10-sided dice:
4, 7
Total: 11 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 8:54 pm
"I think I might throw up." He offered it slowly, and as he did, something seemed to settle in his expression again: normal human interactions bringing him back some. This time, when he swung, it was more comfortable and normal, and he scored a long stripe up the creature's side. It made him blow out a breath, dark eyes more focused now. "I'll try to hold it a bit longer." HP: 26/50 Charge: 2/3 DMG: 5 Boss HP: 27
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Beejoux rolled 11 4-sided dice:
1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 4, 3, 3, 3, 4
Total: 24 (11-44)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 9:01 pm
"Nope!" She had to laugh, flashing a fierce grin at Taym as his charge tore through the monster's side. "I'm pretty low on suppressed rage these days." Things have been going well for her. A concerned glance was directed back at Ever at his comment, a second or two taken to consider jumping to the offensive, but he seemed to be recovering, at least enough to put up a better fight. "Just don't vomit on us, kay?" The distraction cost her. Tony bodies swarmed her feet, burning, clawing, and she gave a startled yelp, kicking them away, but they seemed to be swarming her. Alarmed, she reached for that built up fear, channeling it, and instead of attacking she used it to get the ******** away from the countless little burning bodies that seemed to be targeting her alone. "********- Why are they going for me?!" HP: 28 DMG: ********: 0/3 (T3 SS used) BOSS HP: 27
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Rejam rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 12
Total: 21 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 9:08 pm
"Smoke follows beauty," Taym offered with a lupine grin, all sudden harmless flirtatiousness. And then, nimbly evading most of a wave of embers: "If you need to throw up, Ambrodiel, save it for after, not that I need to tell you."
HP: 28
DMG: 15
CHG: 1/3
BOSS HP: 12
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and be blue rolled 2 10-sided dice:
8, 8
Total: 16 (2-20)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 9:18 pm
The need to throw up was a joke -- mostly -- partly -- maybe. Or maybe not. Ever was still very pale but, through it, his eyes were dark and serious. He stomped out a couple critters and thrust with the bladed part of his weapon, razor sharp. And this time, it was a proper blow. Maybe misery served him well, in its way. HP: 18/50 Charge: 3/3 DMG: 10 Boss HP: 2
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Beejoux rolled 2 12-sided dice:
12, 7
Total: 19 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 9:24 pm
"Aww, you say the sweetest things." Another grin, then an idea had pale eyes narrowing over the Moon's shoulder at the giant. "Hey, gimme lift, will you?" Though she didn't wait for an answer, instead running right for him. If he'd catch her meaning, hold out his hands like a step, that'd be just dandy. If not? Well... One leap would take her up to his shoulder, and from there she'd kick off, launching herself at the burning monstrosity with both arms raised high over her head. They came down together, burying hilt deep into the top of that over-sized, misshapen head. The roar, this close, was almost deafening, and she winced, hunching shoulders against the sound, before it flailed, jerking around, and sent her flying as her daggers were dislodged. The landing wasn't very pretty. She hit hard, grunting, but at least rolled up into a ready crouch, weapons raised, covered nearly head to toe in ash. Not that her high alert was needed. The ember glow that snaked through the cracks in the rock on the giant were fading, dimming as she watched, and with another ear splitting roar it toppled backward, breaking apart as it hit the lip of the crevice and disappeared back down the hole it had crawled up from. HP: 20 DMG: Over kill CHG: - BOSS HP: Dead
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 9:42 pm
There was a pause as Taym waited to see whether this was a false alarm. And then what little tension he had in his shoulders uncoiled, and he reached over to fondly ruffle Peyton's hair, braid be damned.
"Theatrics," he scolded her indulgently. "Typical Sun. How're you holding up, Ever?"
This, as Fiona winked out, and he went fishing through his pockets for a cigarette.
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 9:44 pm
The was a pause in which Ever blinked slowly at Taym, at the spot where the monster had been, down at his weapons -- and then, in answer, he turned and emptied his stomach by the side of the road, hands on his knees to keep himself stable, pale hair sticking to his face. He still looked drawn and shaky: the effects of the hallucination might have worn off fast ,but the after effects would probably give him nightmares for a while. As he straightened, slowly, his eyes locked on Taym's fingers and he held out a hand in silent demand for a cigarette.
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 9:55 pm
"******** you, that looked awesome, and you know it." It didn't seem as though she'd taken his comment to heart, not with the way she was smiling, entirely too pleased with her self. The ash was brushed off a best as she could manage, which wasn't very well. She'd need a shower. But first... "How long are we supposed to be here documenting?" This to Taym, as she hurried over to where Ever was crouching. A comforting hand was laid on his shoulder, helping to steady him as he emptied stomach. "Cause he's pretty pale. We should get him back, unless we've still got objectives?"
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Posted: Tue Oct 07, 2014 10:39 pm
He handed Ever a cigarette and then obligingly offered him a light as well, looking entirely sympathetic. Hopefully his having seen Taym throw up in the recent past would take any sting out of it for him, if sting there was.
"I think we're probably done here. Give him a minute to catch his breath and we'll get out of here." A pause, and then, half-curious and half-pitying: "Bad s**t, I take it."
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