wis'adel shoots at the borisin snapping and snarling at her - it took some initial damage from the pistol whip, but the real pain comes from the bullet between the eyes. it squeals and scrabbles away from her, but not before leaving claw marks deep across her torso and arm as it's trying to move. it also did manage to bite her, with a crunchy sound that makes your teeth rattle in your head. might have gotten down to the bone...
on saber's side, they really do just fucking yank the arms off this thing. it's comical how they come off, it's like dismantling a mr. potato head doll. blood sprays everywhere all over the both of you as you twirl these arms like sick nunchaku at the other borisin.
it's just that like, when you do this - you seem to have ripped the arms off that woman - you watched as she threw herself to the waves. she's here now, where the borisin was. she drops down to her knees, staring up at you as she bleeds. how could you do this?
the other borisin are being taken care of by jiaoqiu and basilio, for now - though jiaoqiu is bleeding from a head wound, and basilio... well, he's doing pretty okay! he's got a big fucking axe, so he's bleeding a little but otherwise he's doing fine, slashing away. ]
[if even a round between the eyes didn't kill it, these creatures are pretty fucking resilient... she fires a second time, a third, then turns her attention to the one that's after jiaoqiu, shooting at it. you leave that fox alone.]
sorry saber is going to waste a tag round because they're just staring in horror at this woman, before shakily dropping to their knees to see if they can stop the bleeding. ]
borisin are wildly resistant - they're under some sort of rage that keeps them coming back for more. this thing that wis'adel shot rises up, and for a second, it looks familiar. it looks like a man, it looks like a blonde haired man with a sun brand in the middle of his forehead. and then it's not him, it's the borisin again, twitching as it bleeds to death from bullet wounds.
there's a crackling sound coming from her arm. right around where the black crystals along her skin are.
as for the bullet that goes to the borisin trying to eat jiaoqiu, it does manage to knock it off and away, and jiaoqiu scrambles away to hide behind wis'adel as the remaining four borisin start to corner both basilio and wis'adel, growling.
now, for saber. for you - the woman doesn't seem able to talk very well. she coughs, blood splattering across the concrete, and she leans forward, like maybe she was going to try and hug them. she can't, of course, but she collapses against their chest, shuddering as they try to stop the bleeding.
there's not really much to do. she's dying, slowly. ]
[the man's familiar, but-- who? why would she know this guy-
it throws her off for a second anyway, her bitten arm throbbing as she stares at the dying borisin, that odd crackling in her ears.
she ignores it for now. it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, this fox (jiaoqiu? is that what the other guy called him?) is behind her for protection, and she's not about to let these things get the best of her.
she's always been good at just doing what needs to get done, anyway, at just continuing to fire.]
[ there's a pause, and saber will just take the knife from snoopy so they can finish the job. if it's too late to save her, the least they can do is end her suffering.
but okay. a deep breath, and they will turn their attention back to what everyone else is doing unless something crazy happens that stops them from doing this, i guess, ]
[ she ignores it for now, but it's not going to let her ignore it. because as she's shooting, she can see that black crystal crawling up her arm. slowly, but it is doing it, cracking and growing, overtaking skin.
she's always been pretty good at shooting! between her and basilio's axe, they can make short work of the remaining ones - bas seems like he's having a great time, shouting as he beats the absolute snot out of the creatures. there's only one left by the time that saber turns back to the lot of them.
snoopy solemnly hands over the knife. it's too late - it's always just a little too late. they can finish the job easily enough. all it takes is a slice across the throat, and then she's gone, the light in her eyes vanishing as she gurgles, and goes still. the betrayal never quite leaves her expression.
but - there's only one left. what will you do to this last borisin? ]
[she WAS having a good time until this shit started happening to her! fuck! at least SOMEONE still gets to fucking enjoy it.
she stares at the crystal overtaking her arm, not fully comprehending what it is, and in the midst of all of this incomprehensible shit-- she curses angrily under her breath and just unloads into the last borisin.]
saber will just jog over to wis'adel's side to join her, not joining in to attack the borisin mainly because they can only do close ranged combat and they do not want to get shot. ]
[ while they're over there, jiaoqiu will check saber over for wounds in a sort of fussy manner.
with one last full blast of machine gun ammo, the borisin drops in a heap, sluggish and slugged. you can both now see that it's also got that weird black crystal all over it. what the fuck! weird! you can also see that it's completely covering most of this thing's body, and that it seems to have even crept inside the damn thing, judging by what you can see of the inside of this thing's lolled open mouth.
the crystals crackle, but it's slow. there's no danger... yet. ]
The bloody hell is that? [ basilio asks, nudging it with his axe. ] Ain't like nothing I ever seen...
[ jiaoqiu scowls. ] Don't touch it. Whatever it is, it isn't...
[ he glances at wis'adel, and then shifts, pulling his sleeves down a little further. ]
We should go. We have to find a portal for you two, hm? And report to General Feixiao about what happened here. Are you alright? Can you walk?
[she shifts so they can't so easily see the crystal that's spread on her arm, rubbing at it briefly. the bite hurts, her other arm hurts, her leg still hurts, but-- she's up. she's good, for now.]
anyway, jiaoqiu gives them both a skeptical look, but it's okay - the gate is now open, and they can start to move across the weird platforms and stations of the xianzhou ship. there aren't any people out here still, so it's quiet and uncomfortable, the silence ringing in your ears.
basilio keeps itching at a certain spot on his arm, every so often, twitchy. jiaoqiu keeps glancing at him, ears pinned back. but, eventually, basilio speaks up. ]
Hey, so you said Hell, right? What did y'mean, Hell? Literal, like? With portals and whatnot?
[ he sounds cheerful enough. jiaoqiu glances at him, but picks up the thread of the conversation: ]
We may have something that you can use to contact someone to pick you up. Would you mind us taking you to our base of operations? You can take a moment to eat something and we'll get you set up with the device. I'm not sure it will lead you to... Hell. But something is better than nothing.
Sounds like a plan to me. Even if we can't get there-- if we can get some kinda word out to the other two, maybe they can make it here to get all of us out?
[glancing over to saber... nerd squad save them. SAVE THEM NERD SQUAD]
[ then they will do just that! they lead the two of you through those platforms - there's some teleportation involved - until you reach a nice little closed off area. it's got a huge tree right in the middle of it, and it's surrounded by makeshift tents and tables that are being used to direct soldiers to various parts of the yaoqing.
but none of that is so important. jiaoqiu sets you both up in one of the tents, and promises to come back in a minute with more supplies. basilio gives you both a little jazzy salute, and heads off after him.
the two of you are alone in this tent! there are a couple of things of note in here. a big storage box, two cots, a few bookshelves with various knickknacks on them, and a rug. it'll be a bit before your guides come back. and he did say to stay here, but you don't necessarily have to. what will you do? ]
[wis'adel immediately flops down onto one of the cots, wincing slightly with the movement. yeah, she could go dig around here and be nosy, but what happened back there was disconcerting, and now she kind of just wants to chill?
she'll look over the knicknacks though, what are they.]
[ there's a couple things on the shelves - there's a fading train pass, a holographic type thing that shimmers slightly when you tilt your head, and a white circular device with a screen.
when saber opens the storage box, they find... a little dude. there's just a little dude in there, snoring. you instinctively know what this is - it's a tuskpir, and they're known for eating nightmares! though maybe this little dude could be useful with a lot of things. it makes a little meh... mehr mehr... meh meh sound as it snores. ]
[ she takes the pass! you get the idea that this may summon something to help you in your battle against satan. the device is a superconductor! it will power someone up one time to super saiyan levels.
as for the tuskpir, it sleepily wakes up and stares at you both with big dumb eyes, its little legs waving around in the air. ]
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wis'adel shoots at the borisin snapping and snarling at her - it took some initial damage from the pistol whip, but the real pain comes from the bullet between the eyes. it squeals and scrabbles away from her, but not before leaving claw marks deep across her torso and arm as it's trying to move. it also did manage to bite her, with a crunchy sound that makes your teeth rattle in your head. might have gotten down to the bone...
on saber's side, they really do just fucking yank the arms off this thing. it's comical how they come off, it's like dismantling a mr. potato head doll. blood sprays everywhere all over the both of you as you twirl these arms like sick nunchaku at the other borisin.
it's just that like, when you do this - you seem to have ripped the arms off that woman - you watched as she threw herself to the waves. she's here now, where the borisin was. she drops down to her knees, staring up at you as she bleeds. how could you do this?
the other borisin are being taken care of by jiaoqiu and basilio, for now - though jiaoqiu is bleeding from a head wound, and basilio... well, he's doing pretty okay! he's got a big fucking axe, so he's bleeding a little but otherwise he's doing fine, slashing away. ]
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[if even a round between the eyes didn't kill it, these creatures are pretty fucking resilient... she fires a second time, a third, then turns her attention to the one that's after jiaoqiu, shooting at it. you leave that fox alone.]
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sorry saber is going to waste a tag round because they're just staring in horror at this woman, before shakily dropping to their knees to see if they can stop the bleeding. ]
H... hold on.
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borisin are wildly resistant - they're under some sort of rage that keeps them coming back for more. this thing that wis'adel shot rises up, and for a second, it looks familiar. it looks like a man, it looks like a blonde haired man with a sun brand in the middle of his forehead. and then it's not him, it's the borisin again, twitching as it bleeds to death from bullet wounds.
there's a crackling sound coming from her arm. right around where the black crystals along her skin are.
as for the bullet that goes to the borisin trying to eat jiaoqiu, it does manage to knock it off and away, and jiaoqiu scrambles away to hide behind wis'adel as the remaining four borisin start to corner both basilio and wis'adel, growling.
now, for saber. for you - the woman doesn't seem able to talk very well. she coughs, blood splattering across the concrete, and she leans forward, like maybe she was going to try and hug them. she can't, of course, but she collapses against their chest, shuddering as they try to stop the bleeding.
there's not really much to do. she's dying, slowly. ]
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it throws her off for a second anyway, her bitten arm throbbing as she stares at the dying borisin, that odd crackling in her ears.
she ignores it for now. it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, this fox (jiaoqiu? is that what the other guy called him?) is behind her for protection, and she's not about to let these things get the best of her.
she's always been good at just doing what needs to get done, anyway, at just continuing to fire.]
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[ there's a pause, and saber will just take the knife from snoopy so they can finish the job. if it's too late to save her, the least they can do is end her suffering.
but okay. a deep breath, and they will turn their attention back to what everyone else is doing unless something crazy happens that stops them from doing this, i guess, ]
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she's always been pretty good at shooting! between her and basilio's axe, they can make short work of the remaining ones - bas seems like he's having a great time, shouting as he beats the absolute snot out of the creatures. there's only one left by the time that saber turns back to the lot of them.
snoopy solemnly hands over the knife. it's too late - it's always just a little too late. they can finish the job easily enough. all it takes is a slice across the throat, and then she's gone, the light in her eyes vanishing as she gurgles, and goes still. the betrayal never quite leaves her expression.
but - there's only one left. what will you do to this last borisin? ]
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she stares at the crystal overtaking her arm, not fully comprehending what it is, and in the midst of all of this incomprehensible shit-- she curses angrily under her breath and just unloads into the last borisin.]
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saber will just jog over to wis'adel's side to join her, not joining in to attack the borisin mainly because they can only do close ranged combat and they do not want to get shot. ]
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with one last full blast of machine gun ammo, the borisin drops in a heap, sluggish and slugged. you can both now see that it's also got that weird black crystal all over it. what the fuck! weird! you can also see that it's completely covering most of this thing's body, and that it seems to have even crept inside the damn thing, judging by what you can see of the inside of this thing's lolled open mouth.
the crystals crackle, but it's slow. there's no danger... yet. ]
The bloody hell is that? [ basilio asks, nudging it with his axe. ] Ain't like nothing I ever seen...
[ jiaoqiu scowls. ] Don't touch it. Whatever it is, it isn't...
[ he glances at wis'adel, and then shifts, pulling his sleeves down a little further. ]
We should go. We have to find a portal for you two, hm? And report to General Feixiao about what happened here. Are you alright? Can you walk?
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...yeah. Yeah, I'm fine, don't worry about me.
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saber peers down at the creature before glancing at wis. they don't want to hover too much over her when she's already being tended to. ]
... right. Let's go quickly, before we are attacked again. We really appreciate your help.
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anyway, jiaoqiu gives them both a skeptical look, but it's okay - the gate is now open, and they can start to move across the weird platforms and stations of the xianzhou ship. there aren't any people out here still, so it's quiet and uncomfortable, the silence ringing in your ears.
basilio keeps itching at a certain spot on his arm, every so often, twitchy. jiaoqiu keeps glancing at him, ears pinned back. but, eventually, basilio speaks up. ]
Hey, so you said Hell, right? What did y'mean, Hell? Literal, like? With portals and whatnot?
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[she shrugs, casual. it's fine, it's fine, everything is... fine.]
What're you so itchy for?
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sadly they don't think this ]
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[ he sounds cheerful enough. jiaoqiu glances at him, but picks up the thread of the conversation: ]
We may have something that you can use to contact someone to pick you up. Would you mind us taking you to our base of operations? You can take a moment to eat something and we'll get you set up with the device. I'm not sure it will lead you to... Hell. But something is better than nothing.
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[glancing over to saber... nerd squad save them. SAVE THEM NERD SQUAD]
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[ well they may also need to restock but they're not saying that one out loud it seems rude ]
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but none of that is so important. jiaoqiu sets you both up in one of the tents, and promises to come back in a minute with more supplies. basilio gives you both a little jazzy salute, and heads off after him.
the two of you are alone in this tent! there are a couple of things of note in here. a big storage box, two cots, a few bookshelves with various knickknacks on them, and a rug. it'll be a bit before your guides come back. and he did say to stay here, but you don't necessarily have to. what will you do? ]
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she'll look over the knicknacks though, what are they.]
...what a weird fucking place.
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Yes. I am surprised they brought us here.
[ it is weirdly helpful at all ]
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when saber opens the storage box, they find... a little dude. there's just a little dude in there, snoring. you instinctively know what this is - it's a tuskpir, and they're known for eating nightmares! though maybe this little dude could be useful with a lot of things. it makes a little meh... mehr mehr... meh meh sound as it snores. ]
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[yoinks the pass and pokes at the white device... what is this.
she glances over at the little sounds the tuskpir makes, though, peering down at it.]
-aw, it's cute.
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[ they feel crazy saying it out loud ]
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as for the tuskpir, it sleepily wakes up and stares at you both with big dumb eyes, its little legs waving around in the air. ]
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