SEVEN.
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[THUNK, CRUNCH.]
[and so at long last! we are back with more comm abuse as Nora's communicator hits something quite solid, knocking it on and straight over to--]
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--TCH WHERE YOU'RE THROWING THE DAMN THINGS!! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THEIR UGLY MUGS WITHOUT YOU HELPING 'EM ALONG!HEY, ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ( Read more... )
[THUNK, CRUNCH.]
[and so at long last! we are back with more comm abuse as Nora's communicator hits something quite solid, knocking it on and straight over to--]
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--TCH WHERE YOU'RE THROWING THE DAMN THINGS!! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF THEIR UGLY MUGS WITHOUT YOU HELPING 'EM ALONG!HEY, ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ( Read more... )
Is this a game to you?
[ yes he does sound quite....impressed-but-not-in-a-good-way. ]
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... Hey!! Don't blame me for this, blame HER!
[Teleporting batshit loli where are you THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT. Just sort of... points vaguely where he saw her last.]
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I had not realized you were so much of a child to resort to such excuses.
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Annnnd cue bristling.]
I'M NOT MAKING IT UP!!
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A hallucination, then? Even though you seem well enough...
[ not that he sounds at all concerned. ]
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She's not a hallucination, she's a vampire! I've met her on these things before... [Rummaging.
...
RUMMAGING.
Oh yeah, where is his communicator?? He blinks and gets down on the ground to start looking for it. NO HE IS NOT SNIFFING FOR IT GET OUT.]
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[ waiting patiently now, almost amused. where is nora's invisible friend? ]
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More specifically, up here, flying back over the rooftops. Fetching Reavers is a bit time consuming when they've figured our you're bad news, after all!
Oh, and she's dropping one on Nora's head.]
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[IT'S A GOOD THING HE HAS EXCELLENT REFLEXES DESPITE THE CHIP, BECAUSE OTHERWISE YEAH. REAVERBRAINED IS NOT A GOOD LOOK FOR ANYBODY.
It's practically becoming instinct now to throw himself into a good position from which to swing his arms back, bringing the spear to connect solidly with the incoming Reaver--
CRUNCH.
Congrats on your front-row seat, Huey. Watch for small flying Reaverbits. Like teeth.]
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That would explain it.
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Flandre has now fluttered over to IN YOUR FACE proximity--rather quickly, too. Her eyes are manic, her smile cracked, and she doesn't seem the least bit concerned that there is blood splattered all over her.]
Hello.
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[He blinks when he turns to address Huey and sees Flan (who was just over there); well, the loli doesn't look any less crazy than a couple minutes ago. He still has no idea what set her off; maybe she just gets like this whenever things get bad.
Provoking her is also a bad idea, so have lame end.]
--She was the one playing around.
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So it seems.
For you, then...this is a game?
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Her wings aren't threatening to turn red anymore, though.]
Yes~
Do you want to play?
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Don't just ask random people to let you throw monsters at them! Anyway...
[He looks around warily.]
I think you got all of the ones around here.
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No, I believe that would be best left up to your "friend," here.
[ gesturing to nora, though he is smiling as if he's a friend doing both of them a favor. ]
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