5th bolt - OPERATION MORDWAGEN
((Action, ALL OVER MAYFIELD BITCHES))
[There is a rumbling in the streets of Mayfield. It is audible over the sounds of gunfire and cries of battle, audible even over the moans of the growing hordes of undead - it is the thunder of the chariot of Thor, the sound before which men and giants have trembled since first the thunder god burst from the ( Read more... )
[There is a rumbling in the streets of Mayfield. It is audible over the sounds of gunfire and cries of battle, audible even over the moans of the growing hordes of undead - it is the thunder of the chariot of Thor, the sound before which men and giants have trembled since first the thunder god burst from the ( Read more... )
[Atop his riding table, Lucas notices the rumbling first before he hears any sounds. The table slows down somewhat as he glances around to try and figure out what sort of diabolical new threat is approaching.
When he finally sees it, his mouth slowly falls open.
Lucas and his table are swept away in the horde, much to their displeasure. Almost as an afterthought, a green transparent bubble pops up around them to mitigate the damage when they get trampled.]
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--what in Hel is that?
Thor reins up to ride beside the galloping table, staring at it but not making any further sense of it. The person on it doesn't even appear to be doing anything with it!]
You, boy! Have you no weapon?
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Y-Yes... Sort of. They're good enough. ...What's going on?! Where did all of this come from?
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Does it matter? The foe will not stand against us!
[As he brings another zombie to its doom.]
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[Lucas bounces along, occasionally haphazardly slamming into a zombie by sheer luck, wondering if this was really a very good idea.]
Do you know where you mean to stop?
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We'll stop when there's no more of these shambling corpses to chase down, boy!
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[Whoops, there goes the table stepping on a stone and Lucas flying off the front ... Almost literally. He'll tumble through the air briefly before taking advantage of his height to smash downward with his PSI. It's a bit like playing Leapfrog, except it's Stamp the Frog to Smithereens.
After bouncing on zombie head after zombie head, Lucas will, assisted by a momentary psychic boost, bounce back towards his table.]
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And I'd thought you'd come unarmed, boy! Where does a child learn such magic?
[Not that he's jealous - you can't feel the bones breaking that way.]
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[Now, Lucas wasn't one to brag or show off, but there was something about this atmosphere that seemed to lend itself to both. He seems slightly shocked at what he'd just done, actually - Since coming to Mayfield, he hadn't performed any of his old combat tricks at all, let alone a 10+ hit combo like that.]
It's PSI. Psychic power.
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I'll be glad we have a common enemy, then - they do not seem to like much your P-S-I! Not many boys fight armies where I come from!
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[Lucas manages a faintly embarrassed smile.]
You can just call it 'sigh' if you'd like. I hear PSI is a unit of measurement for pressure here...
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I call it mighty magic! Does it also make your table walk?
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Give me your name, boy, and I'll tell of your deeds when this battle's done!
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Oh, no, I don't really want anyone talking about me... I don't mind introducing myself, though. My name is Lucas.
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[Congrats, kid, you're earned a... rather strange epithet.]
Don't worry - I'll not steal your glory! You'll sing your own praises after this!
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