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Post by papes on May 12, 2017 0:12:06 GMT -6
Sigh, he had little to no spells that weren't mainly offensive; the ones that were mostly passive couldn't even be used to hold something down. Re-sheathing the dagger he'd drawn out earlier with that same speed, he simply crossed his arms while watching those chains fuck up that monstrosity and hold it in place.
"I don't have any usable passive spells for this kind of situation....."
He won't admit it, but he's slightly embarrassed by that.
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Post by Exuro on May 15, 2017 22:45:44 GMT -6
"Thanks much. If I'm right, killing him off after this might be the most humane course of action. Now, let's take a look..."
Crank raised his free hand this time, palm outstretched towards the still-struggling - though quite thoroughly immobilized - being. The doctor once again went completely still as he once again tapped into whatever strange form of magic he utilized, even ceasing breathing for a short span of time before suddenly snapping back to consciousness. After taking a step back from the group's attacker, he turned to face the rest of the party with a sour expression on his face.
"I don't quite know how it came about, but this man has been relieved of his Essence-- quite violently, if my findings are to be believed. In short, something sundered his soul from his body, and what's left is a ravenous monster with no senses or emotions aside from the desire to feed. I've encountered this sort of thing on the job before, but that has always been the result of cybernetics replacing too much of the body and driving out the soul. I take it this sort of phenomenon isn't exactly commonplace here, either?
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Post by Tayl on May 16, 2017 1:28:08 GMT -6
"It's alright, buddy, I'm mostly just here for comic relief. Just stick by me and you'll still look good, also then I can hide behind you," Lun reassured Yval, casually throwing an arm around his shoulder. Soleil, finally free from Lun's grip, gasped for air before regaining her composure at a speed that suggested this was a regular occurrence. "W-Well, ahem, most people we've met usually just die if they don't have a soul. I don't think I've ever seen someone functioning without one, especially not so, uh... intensely," she explained, stretching out her back. "It's probably worth noting though that this place is kind of an interdimensional clusterf-" his glance flickered toward Fray, "f-french fry?"Fray puffed out her cheeks, "Dicro, you can say fu-"Dicro covered Fray's mouth and continued on without skipping a beat: "So there tend to be all kinds of beings from all sorts of universes here. It's not out of the question that this kind of thing is common here, but it's also possible that something else from another world might be running around causing this. Which would be... not so good."He scanned the area as he spoke, suddenly worried that his employer's concern about there being more than one of those things was right on the money. He was pretty good at mass murder, admittedly, but escort missions always made that kind of thing a real pain.
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Post by papes on May 16, 2017 2:08:21 GMT -6
"Uh...thanks, I...guess???" Yval really wasn't sure how to respond to something like that.
While listening to Dicro's explanation, and Fray being, well, Fray, he looked around as well. Yeah, that was....mmm, cantrip time. AKA time to say something only Dicro can hear. Of course, the guy they're supposed to be escorting would be able to hear it too probably because who knows what his deal is, but. Listen, as long as Fray can't hear it, "Yep, that definitely sounds like one big clusterfuck. Kind of really hoping there's not more of them. If there is...I might have to bust out a fire spell. I'll give you a warning signal in advance, just.....get ready to dodge when I do. Just in case."
Well, he's being considerate.
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Post by Exuro on May 22, 2017 16:06:11 GMT -6
"Hrmmm. That is precisely what I was not hoping to hear, from a medical point of view. Back home, there's effectively no cure for someone in such a state, leaving a merciful end the most viable option. Certainly a messy business, but sometimes these things are unavoidable in my line of work-"
Before the good doctor could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a pair of gunshots, the source of which appeared to be the (incredibly tacky, gold-inlaid) pistol in their employer's hand. The bound individual finally cased his writhing, a pair of gaping holes now present through his skull, leaving a rather annoyed-looking Crank to wipe the blood spatter off of his face and coat before going to respond... which, again, was swiftly interrupted.
"There, decision made. Now, maybe you could consider dealin' with this jerk's pals over here, before they decide to get busy snacking on my brains!"
Using his gun (something that the Halyn's Alliance crew would recognize from Exuro's Gun Safety 101 class as a great big no-no), the group's employer gestured towards a pack of roughly half a dozen individuals shuffling their way down the street from the direction in which the party was heading. Some of them appeared to be fairly mundane, like the first attacker, though the heavy plate armor and modern-looking riot armor worn by a few of their number seemed to hint that not all of them were merely unfortunate businesspeople. You just had to say something, didn't you Yval?
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Post by papes on Jul 14, 2017 22:20:59 GMT -6
"Um, okay....." Yval thought that was kind of weird to be honest.
Yval glanced over at the source of the gunshot; he very vaguely recognized the weapon his employer held, but figured it was a smaller version of something he'd seen once before. It's a gun, Yval. It's a fucking gun. Either way, cripes it was an incredibly tacky weapon. He couldn't help but internally cringe. And then he noticed the pack in the distance shuffling their way. Dammit.
"Welp, here goes. Sorry in advance," The sorcerer made a swift casting of a fireball spell, with an attempt to position the center point in a way where hopefully few or none of his allies were caught in the 20-foot radius. If anyone wound up getting caught within it anyway, well........ Dicro and Yval would've probably been the only ones not affected by the careful casting.
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Post by Tayl on Sept 25, 2017 2:04:02 GMT -6
[dicro] [fray] [soleil] [lun] Dicro nodded toward Yval before returning his attention to Crank. He was preparing himself to off the poor thing when the group's employer handled it for them, making the other alliance members jump. "OH GOD WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE!!!" Lun screamed, immediately cowering behind Soleil again. Soleil and Fray's eyes widened, but they otherwise seemed prepared to fight and looked toward Dicro for orders. Dicro, meanwhile, quickly looked over at Yval as he spoke and realized he was on a timer. "Stay behind Yvalhaell for a minute while I check things out!" he instructed, not skipping a beat as he connected a chain to the top of one of the alley's bordering buildings and swiftly ascended. He clambered over the side and on to the roof, hoping that would keep him out of the range of Yval's attack in the worst-case scenario. It seemed like Yval was only speaking to him and Yval didn't seem like the sort to murder his allies and employers in a single go, so Dicro felt assured that there were some sort of magic shenanigans going on here that made Dicro the only one worth warning. Maybe he somehow knew Dicro was a death magnet...? Regardless, Dicro peered over the edge to get an idea of how big of a horde they were dealing with, feeling a little bummed that all the armor meant he couldn't just rain chains through their skulls. That would've been cool. But he already did that trick at that one terrible 80s party. Honestly, this situation was still better than that party... The others waited to see the outcome of Yval's attack. Well, Fray and Soleil did, anyway. Lun was still mumbling something about the zombie apocalypse and how now the electricity was going to go out and he'd never finish his video game backlog.
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Post by Exuro on Oct 3, 2017 1:45:34 GMT -6
Yval's fireball spell seemed to be just what the doctor ordered in this case: Out of the six figures advancing, the two mundane businesspeople were outright incinerated by the blast, whereas the rest energed from the aftermath of the inferno ablaze and making an absolutely unhuman howling noise. Speaking of the fireball, Crank seemed to recognize the general effect of Yval's careful casting, and stood his ground as the flames harmlessly washed over him, a charge of crackling pinkish-white magic energy building up in his left hand.
"Alright, stand clear! Backlash on this one will be a hell of a thing!"
Once the space between himself and the oncoming crowd had been vacated of friendlies, the doctor hurled the sphere of magic into the midst of the horde. The spell detonated upon impacting the chest of one of the armored goons... and aside from a few glimmers of dispersing magic, didn't seem to do a whole lot...
...Oh wait. The charging beings had stopped their advance mid-stride, thier horrible noises ceased entirely. Anyone with sharp vision would be able to see a copious amount of blood streaming out of visible facial features-- a trickle at first, but quickly becoming an intense river of red. At that point, they would collapse to the ground in a heap, an action reciprocated by Crank, who seemed to be breathing quite heavily and rubbing his temples.
"Phew... was really hoping to save the good stuff for later, but better safe than sorry. I need a moment... that ok with you sir?"
It was now that, upon taking a look around, it would become apparent their employer was nowhere to be found.
"Sir?"
Well, shit.
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Post by papes on Oct 3, 2017 2:04:05 GMT -6
Damn, Yval didn't expect that fireball to go as well as it did. Upon hearing Crank's call for clearing out, he did so and stayed about a good distance from him and the figures.
Of course, he just processed the fact that Dicro used his full first name. Well, he never did remember to mention that shortening it was fine, but.
Basically, should Dicro make it back to the group before Yval and the rest of everyone else notices the employer's gone, he'd be witnessing a rare moment of Yval slightly blushing. That's actually pretty gay.
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Post by Tayl on Oct 3, 2017 3:06:30 GMT -6
The alliance was kind of alarmed by being set on fire without being set on fire, but they shrugged it off pretty quickly. They'd been through weirder. And so weirder came! Soleil covered Fray's eyes, but Fray excitedly resisted and Soleil decided to cover Lun's... hood instead. Dicro climbed back down the building he was on once Crank was done, looking pretty impressed. He noticed Yval's expression, but wasn't quite what caused it. He shrugged it off for now, focusing on the job at hand. He was about to ask about Crank's powers, but just as he was preparing to speak the group noticed their employer's absence. "Huh? That's funny, he was just..."The alliance started scanning the area, worried that maybe their employer might be a pile of ashes and/or blood right now. But the rest of them were fine, so... "Where could he have gone off to...? He was right here a second ago!" Soleil pointed out, not sure if she should be concerned or frustrated. "Oh, c'mon! If he ditched us I'm gonna... be kind of upset, I guess! I don't want this trauma to be for nothing!""Well, I had fun at least!"And that's what really matters!
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Post by Exuro on Oct 3, 2017 3:58:35 GMT -6
Sure enough, a cursory search of the area would reveal no sign of the group's employer. As a matter of fact, a little soul signature searching would reveal that he headed off towards their original destination at a fairly considerable speed! After much muttering and cursing, Crank would come to the conclusion that they were, indeed, ditched-- and therefore robbed of the majority of their paycheck! Guess that is one awkward trip back to the shabby apartments.
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Post by papes on Oct 3, 2017 4:14:10 GMT -6
Wow, they were ditched. That was really rude, what the hell. Well, there wasn't anything else to do except go back to the apartments.
Yval decided to chat with Dicro for a bit on the way back, mostly to distract himself from how awkward the entire thing was. Err, well, it would've taken him some time to say anything to Dicro.
"Y-you were pretty cool back there,"
He still felt slight embarrassment from being flustered over Dicro. That's gay,
"I dunno if you'd wanna hang out sometime, I-I mean as a friend thing, or whatever.... though if it's gonna be something else, I'd have to talk to my boyfriend about it.........." Wow Yval,
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