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]
[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?
[ 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.]
[ 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. ]
[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.]
[ It's not 100% clear when he moved away from Wolfwood -- probably before Charon actually got around to yelling -- but either way, he's landing on top of the glass spider with extreme prejudice, firing three freshly loaded honeysuckle rounds directly into the top of it. ]
[he does not try to get away from the spider. he is not fast or defensive enough to make much difference in rescuing himself or protecting the others. his role in this kind of combat is to find the way to do the most bullshit amount of damage possible in the shortest amount of time, and trust that either the others can take care of themselves or be healed later.
so while Pandora attacks Minuet, a familiar dragon's head pokes out through a rip in the air behind him. he ignores the feeling of something in his skull imploding again at this point, it's fine.]
Pale Palace.
[jagged ice shards spray towards the spider's abdomen, where it's still smoking hot from the lightning. hope Pandora likes thermal shock.]
[ Thermal shock is THE WORST. The spider creaks and dips as huge cracks go through it, bringing the creature to its proverbial knees.
The nails pierce Minuet, then. She looks VERY smug as she slides forward to bury them in his body right up to her fingers... and then shocked as he gets his hand around her throat. She hisses a curse and scrabbles at his grip. ]
[drinks another potion so he doesn't just also die on the spot but otherwise does not do shit for a turn, his head is now destroying him too much until it kicks in
he's also running low on them so hopefully Minuet's got it handled up there]
[ CHARON WE CLEARLY NEED TO HAVE A DISCUSSION LATER.
Anyway, he is just. Exploding into undulating wings that wrap up both himself and Pandora, physically trying to bind her while also jackhammering into her mind like a battering ram that's also on fire.
Pandora struggles against him, but he's got a PRETTY firm hold on her. But mostly? She's infuriated that this BLUNT INSTRUMENT is making any moves on her mind! How crude! He could at least do her the service of being precise.
Which is to say, she stabs him right back, all pointy scapels digging into his mental sledgehammer. ]
[ Madam he is not a precision instrument he is a natural disaster.
His mind gives somewhat under her own attack; he has much better shielding than a normal human would, but isn't exactly well-practiced at using these skills. He's absolutely both an unstoppable force and an immovable object, though, so he's very intent on dragging them both into a psychic hell dimension. ]
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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.
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Oh. Gross. Mortals are SO GROSS!! ]
Must mash your bits together like that?
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Agree to our terms and we won't kiss in front of you!
[ BUY THEIR ABSTINENCE ]
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Do you choose peace, or corporal displays of affection?
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[ 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. ]
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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.]
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probably gonna be hard to say if the plant in his chest got him before the glass did.]
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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 ]
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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.]
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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. ]
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He ignores everything else in favor of picking Styx's torn body up off the ground. ]
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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.]
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all he can really do is go down on a knee with his arm thoroughly shanked, spell interrupted and restarting again, and yell]
MINUET!
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Pandora climbs the back of the creature, still holding her eye as her nails sharpen and lengthen again. She lunges at Minuet's back. ]
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so while Pandora attacks Minuet, a familiar dragon's head pokes out through a rip in the air behind him. he ignores the feeling of something in his skull imploding again at this point, it's fine.]
Pale Palace.
[jagged ice shards spray towards the spider's abdomen, where it's still smoking hot from the lightning. hope Pandora likes thermal shock.]
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Straight up lets her stab right through him in service of getting his metal hand around her THROAT ]
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The nails pierce Minuet, then. She looks VERY smug as she slides forward to bury them in his body right up to her fingers... and then shocked as he gets his hand around her throat. She hisses a curse and scrabbles at his grip. ]
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he's also running low on them so hopefully Minuet's got it handled up there]
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Anyway, he is just. Exploding into undulating wings that wrap up both himself and Pandora, physically trying to bind her while also jackhammering into her mind like a battering ram that's also on fire.
BE AFRAID BITCH ]
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Pandora struggles against him, but he's got a PRETTY firm hold on her. But mostly? She's infuriated that this BLUNT INSTRUMENT is making any moves on her mind! How crude! He could at least do her the service of being precise.
Which is to say, she stabs him right back, all pointy scapels digging into his mental sledgehammer. ]
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he's pulling up one more spell as he does it though. hopefully whatever Minuet does makes it the last]
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His mind gives somewhat under her own attack; he has much better shielding than a normal human would, but isn't exactly well-practiced at using these skills. He's absolutely both an unstoppable force and an immovable object, though, so he's very intent on dragging them both into a psychic hell dimension. ]
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