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[do you know? he's probably had some eye trauma at some point thanks to being in an assassin death cult who can fully heal with magic science medicine or whatever.

but probably that trauma didn't involve MIRROR SHARDS DIRECT HITTING FROM THE BACK SIDES OF HIS SHADES.

he tries to jerk his head back, but it's too fast, between one blink and the next. and then there's blood and he's screaming. maintaining a grip on his gun, though, and firing down at whatever glass is nearest him while his free hand continues to try to pull the shades from his eyes. kind of hard to do when impaled on them.]

Edited 2023-12-02 03:28 (UTC)

[ How fast can Minuet move, exactly? Unclear, but he darts over to Styx faster than he's ever moved in the pasture to date. Truly throwing himself against the powercap.

He doesn't waste time with a warning of any kind; grips Wolfwood's lapel with his flesh hand and uses the metal one to grab the mutated glasses and yank. ]

You'll pay for that.

[said quite calmly, if breathlessly; the magic is telling on him, and he takes a gulp of something from a small ceramic bottle he was holding in his hand.

he cannot do more for Styx than Minuet is doing, so he presses on. the darkness shivers but doesn't fade; the wolf snarls and crouches low in place, as he repeats the spell. but between his needing to heal and needing to cast, the others have a few seconds to act before he can bring more lightning.]

Edited 2023-12-02 03:45 (UTC)

[ While the others are distracted, then, the firm glass under Charon's feet begins to soften. First sludge, then abruptly quite wet. Care for a dip? ]

[Styx not even fighting against the grip, like he knows it's Vash there even though he can't see and the pain is, ha, blinding.

there's no real preparing for the shock of having things in your eyes ripped out, though, so his legs do buckle a little until he's having to use his free hand to clutch onto Vash to keep standing.]

--part've her?

[he manages to spit out the question because even while in crippling pain, Nicholas D. Wolfwood don't play. can we do something to the bitch? might be the more accurate question but kinda hard to articulate right now.]

[ Well Styx will hear him put two bullets in the glasses before they even hit the ground.

does that answer ur question ]

[in the background, Charon quietly also answers this by changing targets and just blasting the liquefied glass swallowing him with wolf lightning.

his magic does not do friendly fire so he's not killing himself with it. it...still fucking sucks if this turns into superhot slag around his legs like he thinks it might, but he'll take it over leaving her an opening to fully stab him]

[ The glasses shatter with a (hopefully) satisfying little noise of pain from Pandora; it interrupts the otherwise incessant cackling.

And, well. Charon is correct, unfortunately: that does generate some superheated slag around his legs, which is likely going to burn like hell. What it ALSO does is draw Pandora out with another screech of pain and rage. She rises up behind him, arm sharpening to a single glass point and preparing to stab him through the heart. There's a brief moment of opportunity for someone else to do something first. ]

[ CHARON PLEASE!!!!!!!

Can he wrench Styx in to kiss him and shoot through Pandora's sharpening arm at the same time? Yes, of course.

Is it stupid though? Also yes. ]

[it's very stupid, but also very Vash of him.

there's probably only the barest noise of aggravation from Wolfwood before he responds to the kiss. definitely going to get as much healing as he can out of it, yep.]

[incredibly homosexual of them both, 10/10 points

takes the opening to yank himself out of and away from there, summoning a ghost to help dislodge the liquid glass off his legs as he scrambles back. he's making no noise about it but fucking ow.

the darkness around them stutters. he cannot resume a third casting this turn there's simply too much going on]

[ There is SO much going on. The shot shatters the point of Mirror's stab; she makes another furious noise as she turns towards -

Oh. Gross. Mortals are SO GROSS!! ]

Must mash your bits together like that?

[ One more bullet - he levels this one at her face ]

Agree to our terms and we won't kiss in front of you!

[ BUY THEIR ABSTINENCE ]

[why is this their lives...

ALSO AIMING GUN AT WHERE HE LAST HEARD PANDORA]

Ya heard the man.

[considers the merits of making sheep Kate Winslet and sheep Leonardo Dicaprio makeouts appear right in front of Mirror's face, decides there are some potential paths to victory he would rather not make real, and chugs another healing/mana potion instead so he can start another lightning spell, staggering back to his feet]

Do you choose peace, or corporal displays of affection?

You cannot extort me with your orifices!

[ Pandora ducks down and hurls herself at the couple, gesturing up with her hand. A hot, jagged shard of glass comes up out of the molten lake, trying to stab through both Minuet and Styx with the same blow. ]

[. . . damn. those really gonna be the last words he hears for a little while?

the fuck, man.

which is to say, Wolfwood's never been an optimist and he hasn't started now, so he really didn't expect her to cave to their demands and was already shifting so he could take a pot shot at Pandora while also lowering his free hand so he could slam Vash in the solar plexus pretty damn hard, even for plantman. THIS IS WHY YOU NEED ARMOR THAT GUARDS YOUR ABS, IDIOT.

and then it's just a matter of turning and using his body weight to hopefully (please, please, please work at least a little, he does not say aloud mostly because his chest feels heavy and getting in breaths is hard and oh, right. that thing's probably growing in him. great. let's get this fuckin' over with) slam Vash back and down away from him.]

[

probably gonna be hard to say if the plant in his chest got him before the glass did.]

[ He hits the ground pretty hard, actually.

For a second it's almost not clear whether Pandora succeeded in running Styx through--

Oh, he thinks kind of dully. The seed. That's right. The seed still needed to take Styx's life.

LOSES A TURN ]

[well

thanks to Lethe, he doesn't have a violent bsod moment

he just has a violent one.

so there's a very loud BOOM as another lightning column smashes towards the half-collapsed glass tower.

it covers the smaller bang as he fires yet another honeysuckle bullet of his own, aimed right at the crack in Pandora's face.]

[ The shard hits home - and regardless of the true cause of death, the effect is rather pretty, isn't it? Glass seeming to shift to blood red flowers, taking the life from Styx in an instant.

Pandora cackles, delighted, just as the lightning strikes. More of it comes crashing down with a hideous noise; that as much as anything else keeps her still just long enough for the bullet to hit home. She begins to stiffen as black spreads from the bullet hole.

She gestures to her ruined tower even as she clamps a hand down over her face. It shudders and straightens, the ruined walls shifting into enormous spiderlegs surrounding a glass abdomen glowing red hot from the lightning. ]

[ Y'know. Charon seems to have this well in hand for the moment, thanks Charon.

He ignores everything else in favor of picking Styx's torn body up off the ground. ]

[it's cool rage adrenaline and artificial magic medications are obscuring that he should have already died like twice here

the wolf fades in favor of something else. he lines up a second shot. his hands are shaking and his vision is growing blood-clouded at this point under the screening illusion, though, so he's not able to attack again at once.]

[ The massive spider is rushing forward during the slight gap. It stabs down at the arm holding the gun, aiming to impale it to the ground. ]

[HE CAN DO LITERALLY NOTHING TO STOP THAT ACTUALLY HE'S USELESS ONCE IT REACHES FACE TO FACE BATTLE WITH A BIG SHARP MONSTER

all he can really do is go down on a knee with his arm thoroughly shanked, spell interrupted and restarting again, and yell]

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