[Nexus] HALO 175: Insert Witty Comment Here

[DoomITP]

The plot clone of Grant talking to Patty smiles.

How's everything going?

--

The plot clone of Grant with Dive Bomb will walk to the training room.

[Murkus]

The training room it is, then! DB's been here once before, but she still seems impressed by the extensive inventory. She'll stand by the training ring, perhaps with some dummies set aside, and wait for Grant to demonstrate his technique. She rolls one hand in a silly little gesture as if signalling to begin.

[The Bushranger]

[Kitchen]

"Oh, well enough, but I've been a bit bored," Patty admits with a shrug.

[DoomITP]

Grant touches the inside of his left wrist. If DB can sense energy or anything similar, she'll notice that an immense amount has begun radiating from Grant, none of it pleasant in nature. Blue flame surrounds Grant's hands, making a high pitched sound almost scream like.

Anything you'd like me to demonstrate in particular? Ranged fighting, close quarters or something like that?

[Lady Serpentine]

Nirva nods, gently pushing Callie away.
Nice to be able to spar with someone who seems like they could handle that Mom and I've been working on.
She starts clipping a strange sort of device to her belt buckle, its front dominated by a shape like a capital Y in red and grey.

((Nirva is Pesty's daughter, yes?))

"Well, this should be interesting... I look forward to seeing exactly whatever it is you two made does,"[/COLOR she says, grinning, and pulling a pair of small tubes from a set of rather cleverly concealed pockets/sheaths in her pants with her lower arm, and producing a single, somewhat larger, one from her right sleeve.

[FireFox]

Carrie's cheeks flush; she pulls Kyne in closer, snuggling her as she deadytimes.

Kyne is still snuggling, but she's given up trying to say it.

Well, she could suspect. But she really can't believe anyone would want her dead. Besides that one demon; but he was gone.

Right?

". . . why are you looking at me funny?"

... Don't worry about it. It doesn't matter anymore. He pulls away from her and starts looking around the room, planning how to decorate it if he stays in HALO.

[Beans]

((Nirva is Pesty's daughter, yes?))

"Well, this should be interesting... I look forward to seeing exactly whatever it is you two made does,"[/COLOR she says, grinning, and pulling a pair of small tubes from a set of rather cleverly concealed pockets/sheaths in her pants with her lower arm, and producing a single, somewhat larger, one from her right sleeve.

((Yes.))
Nirva smiles at her former girlfriend, clicking something into place on the buckle; armor starts extending from it to cover her, even including a helmet with a Y-like visor.
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Carrie gently rubs her friend's back with a warm smile.

[FireFox]

Kyne is still tremendously frustrated. That's pretty much what happens when you deny yourself everything you really want. So she glares at Carrie, as if saying "How dare you get me all hot and bothered". Why do you even like me? Angry insecurity, go!

[Beans]

"Because I think you're pretty and sweet and I understand what it's like to be awkward? Because I see something lovely in you?" Carrie bites her lip, worried by Kyne's frustration

[FireFox]

... Well, you're an idiot. Kyne growls and blushes at the same time, but only the latter is genuine. A clueless, wonderful, weak, sexy idiot.

[Beans]

Carrie giggles and hugs her. "Aww, honey, thanks! You're so sweet when you're a little riled
"

[FireFox]

I want to hit something. The assassin complains as she cuddles with the winged goddess.

[Beans]

"Not me, I bruise like a deific peach." Carrie winks and squeezes her waist softly. "Assuming you mean actually strike, not like the'I hit that' kinda hit."

[FireFox]

There's a difference? Kyne's just joking. Mostly. She leans down to kiss Carrie's neck.

[Beans]

Carrie returns the kiss, grinning. "Well, with most cases there is..."

[Mee]

... Don't worry about it. It doesn't matter anymore. He pulls away from her and starts looking around the room, planning how to decorate it if he stays in HALO.

"I thiiiink," Civvy says, reading his looking around for what it is, "You need some shelves."

[Lady Serpentine]

((Yes.))
Nirva smiles at her former girlfriend, clicking something into place on the buckle; armor starts extending from it to cover her, even including a helmet with a Y-like visor.

Tirya smiles back, and, a moment later, does something or other with the tubes, causing beams of light to spring from both ends of the larger one, and the tops of the others, all three glowing a baleful red; apparently, she acquired lightsabers somewhere.

[Beans]

The armor closes around her, the visor flashing red.
BELT SYSTEM VAUER ON
The buckle grates out in a metallic voice, its own Y-symbol flashing as well. Nirva's gauntlets pulse as she begins to circle her friend, armored tail swishing.

[Lady Serpentine]

Tirya begins circling as well, and, a moment later, flicks her lower-right saber out, aiming to catch Nirva's tail; it's set to low power, so should it connect, she'll get a jolt, but it won't actually hurt her.

[Beans]

Nirva is grazed as she sidesteps, her angry hiss distorted by the helmet's vocal processors.
In response, she darts forward, trying to get inside the sabers' reach to aim a jab at Tiri's shoulder.

[Lady Serpentine]

Tirya instinctively growls as the jab connects, and twists her lower-left saber backwards, away from her body, trying to catch Nirva's arm before she pulls it back.

[Beans]

Nirva manages to catch it on one of the red glowy streaks of her gauntlet; the two energies crackle against each other as they push against one another, ending when Nirva quickly steps back.

[Lady Serpentine]

Tirya grins, swinging the double-bladed lightsaber in an overhead attack, which, assuming that Nirva tries to block it, switches the direction of the cut, coming up towards her stomach with the other side of it.

[Beans]

Nirva does and gets a stomach full of ouch for her trouble, replying with a rather unladylike boot hooking at the back of Tiri's knee and an even less ladylike curse.

[Lady Serpentine]

Down she goes, also swearing, though she twists the double-bladed saber around in an attempt to catch the knee of the leg Nirva just tripped her with as she falls.

[Beans]

It hits, but with less of a pained reaction from the catgirl as her armor seems thicker there.
She rolls sideways, shakily getting to her feet with a little growl.

[FireFox]

Carrie returns the kiss, grinning. "Well, with most cases there is..."

Kyne grumbles some more, then calms down and almost relaxes in Carrie's arms.

"I thiiiink," Civvy says, reading his looking around for what it is, "You need some shelves."

You think my room will be improved by having empty shelves in it? Are you taking decorating tips from the inside of your skull? He smirks at her.

[Mee]

You think my room will be improved by having empty shelves in it? Are you taking decorating tips from the inside of your skull? He smirks at her.

"Well, there's always dust . . ." Civvy points out.
"But no! Then you put stuff ON the shelves!"

[Lady Serpentine]

It hits, but with less of a pained reaction from the catgirl as her armor seems thicker there.
She rolls sideways, shakily getting to her feet with a little growl.

Tirya uses her lower sabers to push herself to her feet, chittering quietly, possibly using some sort of magic.

[Beans]

Nirva doesn't like the sound of that at all; she darts in with a fairly brash shoulder-tackle, wanting the half-daemon back on the floor ASAP.