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A tap? Paige could do a tap.



HP: 25
Dmg: 4
Charge: 2/3

Mob HP: 2

Under the tension of her chains, America could feel the thing about to give out under Paige's hit. "Yeah, that's great just..." Evan's blade filled her vision and then America was holding a whole lotta nothing. With a huff, America rolled her eyes and then offered him a grin right back, "You owe me a new ******** blender, Mister Oops. A nice one."

It would be the Sun to go all overkill, and the nagging that followed held a certain fondness. "I was gonna get such a nice ******** blender with that bonus, something with ninja sword technology n's**t."

Raising her voice, America called out, "Good work! We're gonna keep two people here at all ******** times, cause it looks like they know we're in the neighborhood."

Picking up her pack and giving Zeke an appreciative nod, the girl continued, "Let's get unpacked and start patrols. Show me what you're taking with before going out, though."

Those that did would find themselves fussed at. Water was checked, food bars were checked, phone were checked and each of the others was given additional runes should their battery die. Explanations were given concerning their range: they couldn't contact Deus outside of an unreliable emergency line, but they would have local range, so texting each other updates was both possible and important. She didn't fuss over uniforms or sunscreen, cause those would heal, but she did her best to make sure they'd survive a good while in the desert while waiting for a rescue, if it came to that.

"******** grabbed her bag and escaped with minimal damage, panting and groping at the first tech who came to her. Troll in the dungeons I thought you should know *faint*

Paige was taken out before she could even think about reaching up to hit the pendant.

Zeke had totally not been a useless lump during that fight. He'd done s**t. Impressive as <********> s**t.

But then something bigger and badder struck, and, like Paige, he was out for the count before he could so much as utter an exasperated 'oh ******** me.'

Lght'em Up - Day 1 Zeke

It was late afternoon, the group was back at the camp, deciding what their next plan of action should be. They'd found the caves and the oasis, but as amazing at the little slice of paradise was, it didn't tell them much. "Maybe there's more in the caves, carvings, or old bits of things." They hadn't finished going through it all, and since that was the extent of their findings so far, it seemed like they should stick with it. At least for now.

A buzzing in the distance pulled the Mist's attention from his fellow hunters and out into the rise and fall of the dunes that surrounded their camp. "Do you see that?" He nudged Paige's arm with his elbow, squinting out into the sun baked landscape.

There, in the distance, he could see something dark. Not an alley, not out here. "I think we've got company again."

Back At 'Em

Cee, to be quite honest, was being careful.

The oasis made it onto the map she was keeping and since the worm incident she seemed to have been absorbed in the mission file. Enough that her usual attitude seemed slightly subdued on their first day back. As her first external mission she may have been taking it a bit seriously after the last disaster.

Perhaps it was paranoia based on the horseman and worm attack at the last site, but as Paige went heading for the water she decided to patrol the cave first.

She didn't want some monster exploding out of it and murdering everyone.

Back at 'em

Evan's first instinct had been to charge the giant monster that had risen up out of the ground, but he rethought that pretty quickly after it effortlessly sent him flying. It looked like Paige was already out for the count. It was with no small sense of regret that he pendanted them back to the island. That had been far too brief. Fortunately, they were getting sent back out again, so it wasn't a total loss.

He had been on the lookout for anything that might jump out at them eager to die and was almost disappointed when they stumbled into the oasis. This was too nice, too clean. It was probably a trap.

"Hey, hey," he said to Paige, his hand clamping down on her shoulder before she could wander off. "This isn't a vacation," he told her and the other new kid. "If it looks too good to be true, it almost definitely is. We should take a look around and then move on."