Gelley pulls a stray lock back behind her shoulder, glancing off toward the side a moment. "Thanks, Vierzt." She takes a couple hesitant steps toward the drow, still holding a bar of soap. "You, uh, want me to clean you up?"
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In a dream I found a place
of rotting meat and eldritch grace
and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
This is the thief who likes to hoard,
That loves the bard with the puppet Lord
That admires the fighter with the green-hilted sword,
That employs the Wizard, whose bird is ignored,
That has the gender unexplored
That intrigues the Halfling, usually bored,
That slew a mountain of the goblin horde,
That follows the cleric,
That serves the lich,
That seeks the gate,
That guards the snarl,
That lives in the prison the gods built.
Not quite. Gelley presses close, hands scrubbing idly, and she suddenly confesses, "Vierzt, I may've been teasing you a little back there..." She stops, looking up at him. "I don't normally do stuff like, y'know, this. I really didn't think you'd take me seriously." She glances away, managing an embarassed smile. "What happened to that stuff about romance, anyway?"
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In a dream I found a place
of rotting meat and eldritch grace
and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
Glomp! That's hardly the warm, cuddly glomp I have grown accustomed to and am quite fond of! But I am amused with the idea of Clarissa's goo projectiles attempting to hug the inside of the barrel/nozzle of Icarus's freeze ray into submission!
Glomp of ruination and carnage, go!
Onerous duties have prevented even the insanely intellectual commanders from taking up arms against Riv! This is blasphemy! This is madness!
ACME lied to me! But Excelsior is in good company if it manufactures projectile weaponry that can accidentally explode *cough* TheUnitedFederationofPlanets *cough*!
So...
Icarus is trying to do something without trying to do something. Trying to do...without...trying? But if he... And then he... But... But... But... How? HOW?
Ow! Does not compute! Agh! TE, I think you've broked my brainz! This unit has malfunctioned because of this crazy logicz!
SOS! Save our sanity, Clarissa! Punch Icarus to entertain your masters! Oh? You were frozen today. Hmm... That is a big problem, isn't it.
No matter! Throw things at him!
Icarus might suddenly discover that a sphere of acid is being lobbed at his nose closely followed by a veritable hailstorm of iceballs! Iceball fights, the deadly version of snowball fights and an evildoer-friendly winter sport! Winner take all!
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Gah! Not the result Icarus was hoping for. You see, his paradoxical attempt to remove the tar-gloves was merely a faint to lure her into range. While Clarissa's clever ploy has disabled the cannon itself, the supercoolant canister fueling it is connected by some very easily severed cables.
Day opens fire on Clarissa, pulling the trigger back as fast as he can. As previously shown a few low-caliber rounds aren't going to hurt the eldritch horror-thing. But hopefully being peppered with bullets will at least distract her a little.
Icarus could certainly use a reprieve. As Clarissa brings on her slings and arrows he uses his wings to shield himself and charges right into the storm, but his wings are no better suited to weathering it than the rest of him, merry more expendable. Acid and ice finish the job fire and brute force began, searing away feathers, tearing through flesh, leaving them bloody tatters stretched over a frame of broken bone.
So needless to say, he's rather ticked. Slicing through the tubing with a flick of his claws, he pulls back the lever full throttle. Fwoosh! Supercoolant fire extinguisher, aimed right at her unfrozen side.
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Merely a feint! A lure! Wow! Clarissa is glad she didn't take the bait or she'd be chilling with Ice Dogg and Snoop Cube right about now!
But this is gonna be soooo bogus, man! Because ouch! Pain, pain, pain, pain, freezing cold pain!
Day unloads his pistol on Clarissa! Pow, pow, pow! It doesn't help Clarissa any that half of her is frozen and she probably won't be thawing herself out this post! While the bang, bang, bang of the 9mm and the bullets are irritating, Icarus has a freeze ray and he isn't dead or unconscious yet, astonishingly enough, so he retains his position as the target with the highest priority. Even if Day fires away at her frozen half, shattering and scattering parts and pieces of her. The parts and pieces aren't dead, though! They're just in cryostasis.
And oh gods. He's fixed the supercoolant beam!
Icarus scores a hit to Clarissa's one formerly unfrozen leg! Shoot! She's even more immobile now! But her arm is retaliating against Icarus! He's in range of her tendrils now, so she might be able to have some fun with him!
Clarissa splits her arm into three pitch-black tendrils which attempt to grab Icarus by his dominant arm's wrist and twist it, strike the outside of the crook of his arm for the purposes of bending his arm in the wrong direction and fracturing it at his elbow, while the third attempts to pluck the feeble tubing from the coolant tanks so that it'll freeze Icarus's lower spine/legs or at least fail to be a decent weapon anymore! She's gotta make it out of here in one piece! She's gotta do it!
Not quite. Gelley presses close, hands scrubbing idly, and she suddenly confesses, "Vierzt, I may've been teasing you a little back there..." She stops, looking up at him. "I don't normally do stuff like, y'know, this. I really didn't think you'd take me seriously." She glances away, managing an embarassed smile. "What happened to that stuff about romance, anyway?"
I'm- sorry! Do you want me to get out?
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This is the thief who likes to hoard,
That loves the bard with the puppet Lord
That admires the fighter with the green-hilted sword,
That employs the Wizard, whose bird is ignored,
That has the gender unexplored
That intrigues the Halfling, usually bored,
That slew a mountain of the goblin horde,
That follows the cleric,
That serves the lich,
That seeks the gate,
That guards the snarl,
That lives in the prison the gods built.
"Stay," Gelley says, putting her arms around Vierzt's neck and hoisting herself up a little. "But seriously. What changed your mind?"
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In a dream I found a place
of rotting meat and eldritch grace
and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
Vierzt blushes at the sudden contact. Um- I dunno...
I guess, you invited me, and, uh, I'd do what your want?
That didn't come out right, Vierzt.
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This is the thief who likes to hoard,
That loves the bard with the puppet Lord
That admires the fighter with the green-hilted sword,
That employs the Wizard, whose bird is ignored,
That has the gender unexplored
That intrigues the Halfling, usually bored,
That slew a mountain of the goblin horde,
That follows the cleric,
That serves the lich,
That seeks the gate,
That guards the snarl,
That lives in the prison the gods built.
Gelley laughs richly, looking straight at the drow. She tilts her head to the left, just a little. "You don't even know what I want." She reaches up and brushes some hair out of Vierzt's eyes. "I don't know what I want."
"...do you want me, Vierzt?" It seems to be a genuine question. He just seems so... awkard. The poor guy's not even trying. Not that such a direct question will help, but...
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In a dream I found a place
of rotting meat and eldritch grace
and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
Oh. Icarus... doesn't have a counter for that. Already he's bloodied, bruised, battered, his wings clipped. Unlike Clarissa or Daedalus he can't simply shrug off the sort of damage his reckless charge has incurred. Redundant veins, extra-durable organs, even not feeling pain doesn't help when your opponent simply beats you within an inch of your life.
That kind of punishment takes it's toll. In this case, Icarus simply doesn't react fast enough. Either he doesn't notice until it's too late or can't move fast enough to pull away as her arm turns to tendrils and wraps around his, ripping the artic cannon from his grasp. To his credit, he doesn't give her the satisfaction of hearing him scream, but disarmed, disarmed, lower body frozen solid and caught in a stronger opponent's grip, he won't be doing much else either.
Day continues firing, aiming at the tendrils now, hoping that a good shot might be able to dislodge them and give Icarus a fighting chance. But at this point, I'm forced to doubt this plan of action.
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Gelley laughs richly, looking straight at the drow. She tilts her head to the left, just a little. "You don't even know what I want." She reaches up and brushes some hair out of Vierzt's eyes. "I don't know what I want."
"...do you want me, Vierzt?" It seems to be a genuine question. He just seems so... awkard. The poor guy's not even trying. Not that such a direct question will help, but...
Well, er, I mean... yes?
To be fair, he's not usually this off-balance. Divebomb has turned him head over heels, and his emotions are all fuddled up.
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That loves the bard with the puppet Lord
That admires the fighter with the green-hilted sword,
That employs the Wizard, whose bird is ignored,
That has the gender unexplored
That intrigues the Halfling, usually bored,
That slew a mountain of the goblin horde,
That follows the cleric,
That serves the lich,
That seeks the gate,
That guards the snarl,
That lives in the prison the gods built.
"You don't sound so sure," Gelley says, full-on grinning now, still teasing the poor drow. She just can't resist. "You can put your hands on me, y'know. You don't just have to stand there like a big wet noodle." She sobers up a little. "Just... relax."
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In a dream I found a place
of rotting meat and eldritch grace
and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
He seems still entirely unsure what to do with himself.
Eventually he'll hesitantly put his hands on Divebomb's shoulders.
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That loves the bard with the puppet Lord
That admires the fighter with the green-hilted sword,
That employs the Wizard, whose bird is ignored,
That has the gender unexplored
That intrigues the Halfling, usually bored,
That slew a mountain of the goblin horde,
That follows the cleric,
That serves the lich,
That seeks the gate,
That guards the snarl,
That lives in the prison the gods built.
"Okay, that's a good start," Gelley says, trying not to giggle. "Try lower, dummy. And chill! Seriously." The heroine puncuates her advice with a kiss, if Vierzt will help her out a little. Their difference in height makes it hard to close the distance on her own.
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In a dream I found a place
of rotting meat and eldritch grace
and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
Emmi returns. Plans were made for her to return earlier but they were waylaid. It happens. She's happy to be back though, she received an invitation to her new friends house. It sounds like fun!
Hopefully there will be a description, because currently she's skating toward a generic house.
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There is indeed a description! It's in quite a nice neighbourhood, which may not be a surprise seeing as it'a not far away from Celia and family's place at all. It's a somewhat large house, though not huge. It's clean white and just one story tall. The yard is well maintained, but somewhat barren in preparation for winter. There's a driveway, but no vehicles to be seen. There are, however, lights on in a couple of the windows.
After rolling up the drive way and to her friend's door, Emmi rings the door bell. She's still as curly-haired and rainbow-y as the last time Lisa saw her, but her hands are covered with dried paint that just hasn't washed off yet.
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Emmi has to wait a couple minutes before the door swings open. There she finds a thirteen year old rabbitboy. He's quite short, it's unlikely he's hit any major growth spurts yet. He bears a resemblance to Lisa, though his skin is quite a bit more pale and his hair is white with a scattering of brown in it. He's wearing a baggy brown sweater and an old pair of jeans.
"You need something?" He glances back into the house. "And can you make it quick? My lane's gonna get destroyed if I don't get back right away."
"It's a video game thing. Anyway, she's downstairs in her room. Down the hall there." Her jerks his thumb in the direction the staircase is presumably in. With that, he turns and heads in another direction hurriedly. Probably back to his game.
"Okay, that's a good start," Gelley says, trying not to giggle. "Try lower, dummy. And chill! Seriously." The heroine puncuates her advice with a kiss, if Vierzt will help her out a little. Their difference in height makes it hard to close the distance on her own.
Vierzt kisses back, hesitantly, and his hands wander. He seems quite flustered, but a smile creeps onto his face.
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This is the thief who likes to hoard,
That loves the bard with the puppet Lord
That admires the fighter with the green-hilted sword,
That employs the Wizard, whose bird is ignored,
That has the gender unexplored
That intrigues the Halfling, usually bored,
That slew a mountain of the goblin horde,
That follows the cleric,
That serves the lich,
That seeks the gate,
That guards the snarl,
That lives in the prison the gods built.
Gelley touches his face again, once Vierzt starts smiling, and she sighs a little. "That's what I wanted to see." Gel kisses him once more, clutching at his back.
Now, I believe, we can pull the curtain. The heroine will be sure to teach him plenty.
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In a dream I found a place
of rotting meat and eldritch grace
and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
"It's a video game thing. Anyway, she's downstairs in her room. Down the hall there." Her jerks his thumb in the direction the staircase is presumably in. With that, he turns and heads in another direction hurriedly. Probably back to his game.
[Lisa's Home]
"Okay, thank you," she says cheerily. She takes off her skates before coming inside, as is polite. Then she searches for the stair case in the direction the brother indicated.
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Emmi will find that the house is much tidier than Celia's house. then again, she might recall Lisa mentioning she only had two younger brothers. Much easier to clean up after than a horde of small children. The staircase isn't hard to find. it's just at the end of the hallways she's in. It doubles back on itself as she goes down and she will find herself in a large sitting area with a couple couches and a very large TV.
She won't get an opportunity to look around much before Lisa comes out of a room on the far wall. "Oh hey, you're here. I guess you already met Kyle then."
Gelley touches his face again, once Vierzt starts smiling, and she sighs a little. "That's what I wanted to see." Gel kisses him once more, clutching at his back.
Now, I believe, we can pull the curtain. The heroine will be sure to teach him plenty.
The curtain is pulled!
Vierzt is obviously not as well versed as Divebomb in this particukar activity, but he manages.
And the curtain would open whenever Gelley wanted it to.
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This is the thief who likes to hoard,
That loves the bard with the puppet Lord
That admires the fighter with the green-hilted sword,
That employs the Wizard, whose bird is ignored,
That has the gender unexplored
That intrigues the Halfling, usually bored,
That slew a mountain of the goblin horde,
That follows the cleric,
That serves the lich,
That seeks the gate,
That guards the snarl,
That lives in the prison the gods built.
Lisa laughs. "That kid is always so worried about his games." She shakes her head. "I've been pretty good. How 'bout you? Go ahead and take a seat." She nods toward the couch.
A few minutes after they've finished, the curtain rises, and Gelley starts to untangle herself from the drow's embrace. She rinses off one more time, then shuts off the water and leaves Vierzt to bask in the afterglow, favoring him with a pleased smile. Her cheeks are still colored, and her hair is disheveled.
Whenever Vierzt follows, he'll find a couple of towels missing from his bathroom, and some damp footprints leading out into the hall.
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In a dream I found a place
of rotting meat and eldritch grace
and looked upon his primordial face
and from my thoughts could not erase
that sense of time that sense of space
and my heart the darkness did embrace.
-Johanna Stokes
Lisa laughs. "That kid is always so worried about his games." She shakes her head. "I've been pretty good. How 'bout you? Go ahead and take a seat." She nods toward the couch.
"I've been doing fine," Emmi says as she takes a seat. "My friends and I have been practicing on an art project, so I've been keeping pretty busy."
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