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 Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 8:41 am
Lace: 10/25, kicking Finn in the tum AGAIN, +3 to roll cuz she is A Fetch "Does she know how far you've left her behind?" All aflame, Lace is still on a roll, still going. "Does she know you're a father now? To a child you've never seen and never will see?" Her attention slides to Jeremiah as she stomps one foot on the ground, the flames going out with an audible rushing sound as she does so. "It's not a matter of deserving, or justice, or any of your boring human nonsense. It's a matter of the strong ruling the strong, and you-- you, Finnsha, and you, Mercer--you're both weak." She slams her heel downwards towards Finn's stomach again. "I know everything about Lyoshka. He's mine, not yours, you awful little whore, I've known both of you for eight ******** years!"
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shibrogane rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 13 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 8:42 am
I FORGOT TO ROLL SHHHHHHH
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Silverah rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 17 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 8:43 am
Finn Derouen | 10/25 | s**t Jer you made her TERRIFYING Her words stung as much as any kick in the gut. The Othertate was right - her original didn't know, because she'd stolen that from her. And while she'd played her part well, he had no way of knowing if her reaction matched what the girl she'd spirited away's would have been. "Does - does that matter?" he asked. "That's-- that's still what you stole from her. You made her and I both your victims and now it's my fault for- for- for being taken in?" She wanted him to give up, he knew - but he wasn't going to. This time, when her foot came down, he was ready - he grabbed it, and twisted, hard. "If Lyosha knew what you were," he snarled, "He'd hate you, too."
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 2:04 pm
jeremiah mercer || 17/27 || no, really, u need to go lace "It doesn't matter," Jeremiah says, looking to Finn who is fighting back with a nod and agreement. He doesn't fight with his fists, no, he will wield the magic that he's learned to command. Not that it doesn't leave him open but he barely flinches. "If this is about the strong ruling the strong, then you will be taken care of. You have no place here, there - anywhere." His fingers twitch. "You'll be nothing more than something that never should have been. You're not her, you were never her; just some thing that wears her face and it's long past time you were dealt with." Jeremiah was preparing to move again, giving Finn a look to hold onto her if he could. "Li- Aleksy is not some thing to be owned and that just proves you know nothing." shibrogane taking 5 dmg for magics next turn because, yeah, no.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 2:13 pm
Lace: 5/25, on one knee using fetch power!! She goes down on one knee with a crunch. Her scream is muffled by her clenched jaw. She grinds her teeth together and lashes out, kicking at Finn's wrist with intent to shatter it. "You think he would? You think he'd hate me when it was I that saved him from that awful place? If you think he'll ever forget that he's free because of me, you don't know him nearly as well as I do!" Lace seems to concentrate for a moment and then pushes outward, a shockwave of doubt slamming into Finn and Jeremiah, a physical force that causes the stomach to drop. "You might kill me, but you'll have to hide it from him every day of your lives, because he won't thank you! And in one fell stroke you'll lose Lyoshka and Tanushka and it will be your faults and only your faults!"
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shibrogane rolled 1 20-sided dice:
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Total: 1 (1-20)
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 2:14 pm
well i mean i don't really need to roll b/c fml but
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 9:52 pm
Finn Derouen | 0/25 | Down and out but not, like, out-out Finn had just managed to stagger to his feet, and now her shockwave hit him like a brick wall. He stumbled backwards as if pulled by some unseen force, landing on his tailbone hard enough that he saw stars. She was right. Whatever selfish reason she'd had for it, she'd gotten Aleksy out of Russia, and for that reason alone, Finn knew he'd never truly hate her. He got slowly onto his knees. She was right. She'd played her hand perfectly and now he was in an awful Catch-22. One twin or the other. Tate's life or Aleksy's love. The indecision was paralyzing.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 10:13 pm
jeremiah mercer || 17/27 || ??? It hits him hard, the doubt. It was almost enough to break his concentration, to make him not do what he was about to do. That she had been get him out, the one that had made sure Aleksy got back to America- No."No," he growls out, echoing the word in his mind aloud. He wants to look to Finn, to make sure he's alright, but if he looks away he worries she'll disappear. "You're wrong! They will both be safe!" The doubt did it's damage regardless. This time it was not cold fire that hit her but water. It's cold - near freezing - and it hits her hard across the face like an open palmed slap. Hopefully, he thinks, it will start to make that slash of paint across her eyes run because that is what he wants. To see her unmasked, to push Krasnya one more step closer to freedom.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 10:24 pm
Lace: 0/25, laughing forever The lacquer over her eyes doesn't even streak. Lace begins to laugh, high and sweet. "Yes, yes, they will! They will but they'll hate you, they'll hate both of you. Do you think Aleksy's memories of you ******** him will become bitter when he knows you hurt the woman who saved his life?" She can't stand up, though she's trying, and wet-faced and wet-haired she is still too beautiful to be real. Her rigid shoulders are bony points that thrust up and break the soft lines of her body as she tries to return to her feet. "Do you think Tanushka will delight in being alone? Who will keep her safe when she has no identity, no green card, no one to protect her--when she legally doesn't exist, anywhere? Tatiana Spektora is twenty-six! Tatiana Spektora is a Russian national in Moscow--and she is no one!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 10:32 pm
Finn Derouen | 0/25 | Fair's fair, u b***h Finn had, by that point, staggered to his feet, and found some sort of final burst of strength to call on. The Othertate had a point. She had a lot of points for why she'd won and he should just give up because she'd played her hand too perfectly. But all of those points counted on Finn being someone who could be reasoned with. Someone who cared. And right now - Right now, Finn was two drinks deep and casting from health, his mana pool long exhausted. The field where he grew his ******** lay dry and barren. <******** yoooooouuuuU!" he hollered, and dove on top of her. "******** you. ******** you." He straddled her arms. He dug his hands into her wet hair. And he pushed her face into the carpet. If the water could not budge the lacquer, perhaps friction could.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 10:47 pm
jeremiah mercer || 17/27 || watching finn make lace eat carpet in a non-sexy way "Shut the bloody ******** up!" Jeremiah shouts out and takes a step towards her because he finally - finally! - is tired of her talking. She talks too much, this thing that is not Krasnya. Finn is already there, already on her, and shoving her down. Making her quiet. He takes another step and then his vision swims as he focuses on her. It's not- Jeremiah's breath is stuck in his throat as he finds himself not here. It all looks different and there are birds watching him, staring at him accusingly, and this is not the time for a flashback. Not when he should be helping Finn.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 10:54 pm
Lace: 0/25, getting her face rubbed in a carpet She laughs, even through mouthfuls of expensive wool. And she laughs, laughs, laughs, even as the lacquer on her face comes off and her hair begins to fall out and then she's a sunken-cheeked ghost, milky white eyes with just pinpricks for irises. She forces herself up then, the fabric of her dress tearing away, her lidless gaze locked on Finn's face now. "Look at your fine little face, so aglow with promise and virtue. You want to win back her life? You can't. It's ******** gone! Look at you, thinking you're worthy of helping her, you egotistical little s**t! You should grovel on your belly before this Court, you should be sorry we have to look at your malformed face, your empty little head, your boring cusses and boring promises. You are so! ********! Boring!"
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 10:57 pm
Finn Derouen | 0/25 | ey batter batterSo that was her real face. Finn didn't think - he just pulled back his fist and swungas hard as he could.
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Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2016 11:12 pm
jeremiah mercer || 17/27 || still having vision issues It's different than his usual fare of flashes, if only because her voice is there and the sound of her flesh being rubbed against the carpet. The noise echoes the sounds of a body protesting and Jeremiah- He blinks. The world spins. Comes back to himself as Finn swings at- the bloody ********. Was that what they were under there? "You're nothing but a waste," he says, not quite sure that he can believe what he is seeing. "A shell, a husk-" This thing was what had fooled them? Somehow that made it that much worse.
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