[she says, swallowing hard. it's fine, she's also just completely covered in blood from head to toe and also there's probably like human bits of gore on her too. i cannot state to you how many times someone exploded on her, specifically.]
... It's okay. [she says, resting her hand on top of the mechanical arm.] We'll be alright.
The light of judgment fills her once more, but it's not a warmth. It's heat that floods her, that leaks from her, sharp and cutting. A knife that doesn't choose how it's wielded.
It records right and wrong. Its job is to record the judgement of the one above.
It does not assess what it writes. To lay down judgement is not a secretary’s role.
"All shall be executed, as it is written."
Yeah so you're contending with this blinding you all with light and giving everyone present 1 NE.]
anyway i think we both hate writing fight scenes so honestly, if you want any injuries, this is the time to take them. everybody get fired. she's going to scream and try to beat the shit out of him i guess!!!]
anyway with a roll of 7 this bomb fucking explodes somewhere to the left of her and probably hits not only her and whoever wants bomb damage i guess. including probably shoma. jesus. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU'RE SHORT AND HAVE A MECHANICAL ARM. ]
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[she says, swallowing hard. it's fine, she's also just completely covered in blood from head to toe and also there's probably like human bits of gore on her too. i cannot state to you how many times someone exploded on her, specifically.]
... It's okay. [she says, resting her hand on top of the mechanical arm.] We'll be alright.
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...we'll regroup together and figure out how to get out of here. All of us.
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I'm going to... heal us. Hold on. And I'm sorry if something strange happens.
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...okay. [ he will just wait, he guesses. ]
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[ ope ]
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The light of judgment fills her once more, but it's not a warmth. It's heat that floods her, that leaks from her, sharp and cutting. A knife that doesn't choose how it's wielded.
It records right and wrong.
Its job is to record the judgement of the one above.
It does not assess what it writes.
To lay down judgement is not a secretary’s role.
"All shall be executed, as it is written."
Yeah so you're contending with this blinding you all with light and giving everyone present 1 NE.]
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... Well, here we go again.
[SURE HE HAS HIS SWORD OUT HE'LL FIGHT BIBLICALLY ACCURATE THRONÉ]
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anyway i think we both hate writing fight scenes so honestly, if you want any injuries, this is the time to take them. everybody get fired. she's going to scream and try to beat the shit out of him i guess!!!]
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anyway he's not hesitating to go for debilitating attacks because whatever it'll work out probably]
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anyway he has a pipe bomb in his hand and seems to be debating if he should be throwing it at throné or not. ]
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throw a pipe bomb at throne and send her to hell
that's the funniest thing i've ever heard]
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anyway with a roll of 7 this bomb fucking explodes somewhere to the left of her and probably hits not only her and whoever wants bomb damage i guess. including probably shoma. jesus. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU'RE SHORT AND HAVE A MECHANICAL ARM. ]
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[ We're winning. ]
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