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Training Log 01: Shiny new powers
It's been a day- or something similar to it. After all, time seemed to be a weak thing here. But it's long enough that the pounding in his head from the attack under the Founation is... manageable. His ribs still ache, but he's not going to let that stop him- if Rei needed them to fight, then he would fight. Especially since he now remembered HOW to fight- a weak memory that came with a few other things. Like that fact that he might be royalty(?), but more useful was his skills with a weapon.
So he goes hunting for a big open area- and every other Executor he sees he mentions his intention: to train and test out these new powers. Eventually he finds what he's looking for: what probably was supposed to be a park, though it was slightly twisted like everything else here. But it was open enough that he probably wouldn't hit any non-combatants. A quick switch to his Executor uniform, massive black armor with a fur lined cloak, and he spins his bone spear like an expert.
How strange to have this knowledge but almost no context. Well, it is what it is. He wonders if any of the others will join him?
((ooc: feel free to tag amoung yourselves as well!))
So he goes hunting for a big open area- and every other Executor he sees he mentions his intention: to train and test out these new powers. Eventually he finds what he's looking for: what probably was supposed to be a park, though it was slightly twisted like everything else here. But it was open enough that he probably wouldn't hit any non-combatants. A quick switch to his Executor uniform, massive black armor with a fur lined cloak, and he spins his bone spear like an expert.
How strange to have this knowledge but almost no context. Well, it is what it is. He wonders if any of the others will join him?
((ooc: feel free to tag amoung yourselves as well!))
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[Darting forward and past them, Pariah grabs the fallen helmet as she goes and makes a leap up one of the nearby buildings.]
What was that you said about being weak??
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GET OFF ME YOU-
[Kingslayer roars as they attempt, with little success, to wrestle Medic off of their armor. They are approximately two seconds from a complete and total breakdown and they swear by God that if-
Then Pariah steals their helmet, and all bets are off.]
TAKE THIS, YOU LITTLE SHITS! [they roar, armor wreathed in a terrible storm of red lightning as they grab Medic and toss her at Pariah with all the force of a torpedo and the enhanced strength of Mana Burst. Kingslayer jumps, propelling them after both their projectile and their target with a single bound at terrifying speed as they continue to yell incoherently.]
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[She doesn't have any time to strike back, but she manages to turn herself around in the air like a cat, landing with her feet under her.]
[This may still result in her landing on Pariah if she doesn't dodge in time.]
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[Pariah Is already in the process of splitting again when Medic is thrown, which means she lands right where the original had been before. The helmet doesn't split, though, and Orange is the one that winds up holding it.]
[White takes off back down and further along, getting out of the way of Kingslayer's berserker charge, while Orange takes off as fast as she can across the roof. She takes a glance back, trying to gauge just how close the other Executor has gotten.]
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Hey, wait for me! Can I see it? I promise I'll give it back afterwards!
[It's unclear whether she's promising to give the helmet back to Pariah or Kingslayer...]
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[The shadow of Kingslayer flies over the roof.
They dive down, covered in a torrent of red lightning.
...
The entire roof collapses below Medic, Kingslayer, and both copies of Pariah into a cavalcade of concrete and berserker rage.]
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[When the dust starts to clear Pariah shoves off some bits of rubble she'd fallen into, and looks around frantically for Kingslayer and Medic.] Medic? Kingslayer??
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Are you all right? Is anyone injured? [As always, her first concern.] I'll fix it! ...Um.
As soon as I figure out how to get down.
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They're also still screaming, although significantly more impotently this time. At least the sound is muffled.]
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[Oh, THERE'S the idiot.]
[Pariah runs over to the angry boots and starts frantically digging them out. Medic can...probably climb down, it's fine.]
Would you stop screaming, you're the one that did this!!
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[Apparently she manages it, because there's a muffled thump noise and an "Oof!" from somewhere behind Pariah, followed by Medic crouching down on Kingslayer's other side and helping with the digging.]
I can heal you both up whenever you're ready. Hopefully this works on armor, too! We don't want you to get all dented or something.
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WHY CAN'T I FUCKING MOVE?!
[Indeed, Kingslayer almost seems frozen in place.
Oh dear.]
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[Pariah that's really rude and incredibly incorrect useage of that--]
Are you trying to get us killed again?!
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But don't worry! Even if you're paralyzed, I can probably fix that. ...As long as my powers work on armor people. If they don't, we might have to find a blacksmith.
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OW-
OKAY MAYBE SOME HELP WOULD BE APPRECIATED
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