"I've got him," Alg reassured Cass before pausing to fish something out from under his watch.
"Take this. It should protect you from the burning.. for at least a little while." It was pressed into her hand, by his reassuring one, "Put it against your skin."
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 11:57 am
Being suddenly teleported into what sounded like a war zone was the only thing that could convince Kaleb to open his eyes at that point. Luckily it was also the only thing that could distract him from Pride's blood, clinging in the creases of his palms and smeared liberally on his jeans.
People were on fire.
Taking quick inspiration from the feel of Jeremiah's magic nearby, Kaleb reached out with tendrils of his own to pull away the oxygen, effectively smothering the fire on the girl with the purple hair nearest to him.
HP: 50 Burn: 0 Turn: Removing Erin's burning!
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 11:59 am
"No... I..."
Chester pulled his attention away from their creepy, grinning assailant (?) and started to shake his head. Then he paused, held out his hands, and 3D printed a trio of knives with his mind. They were kind of horrible, all blade with no handles to speak of, but they were knives.
He offered them to her. "Sorry. I've never done this before."
HP: 50/50 burning stacks: - [ sigil used ]
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 12:03 pm
Wil grabbed Nasir's hands in his, turned them over as well and then just held them in his own.
"We have to do what we can to stop him.." The blonde was more alert than he ever seemed to be. "I promise I'll help you. He said he wins no matter what... and we can't let that happen."
Even if helping meant putting Nasir out over and over. He'd do what he had to do.
Cass would have hesitated to relinquish Jeremiah to anybody else, but she instead caught Algie's gaze and nodded as the weight of the larger man was removed from her shoulders.
"Damage control. Okay. That I can manage," she sounded sure of something for the first time this entire adventure and while it meant she had to remove herself from the d**k-punching-party, there were more important things to do: like make sure people weren't going to be turned inside out and to put out some fires.
She accepted the sigil when it was handed to her. "I'll hold onto this, Thanks Dad." And Algie was officially Dad-ed along with Jeremiah as she adjusted her hair back out of her face and moved into the fire-y mess they had teleported back to.
At least most fires were put out, but there was one person (fish) that looked like they could do with a little less of it in their lives. Fortunately, Cass learned rather quickly by example, though it was less cool as she too attempted to mimic Jeremiah, pulling the fire from Alexis back towards herself and...not quite dissipating it as neatly. It left burns around her knuckles and she winced.
s**t. s**t. America hissed through her teeth as the shock of being on fire faded into something more reasoned. "Thanks, Jer..." She gave him a thumb's up as her mind caught up more fully to the situation at hand.
1. maybe stand a bit further back. 2. stop, drop, and roll was an important life lesson.
Hurriedly scanning the room, America noticed a stack of neatly folded furniture coverings. Magically lifting one from the top, she sent it sailing like a ghost toward Ezra in an attempt to either suppress the flames enveloping him or at least obscure his vision.
HP: 25
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6Total: 6 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 4:55 pm
Lily tore at Ezra's arm for a moment, watching strangely as the flames licked around her but not on her, at least not immediately. The sigil tucked in her bra grew warm and then hot before it dissipated, and then the fire was on her, singing the hair on her arms as it climbed up her like a rabid animal. in spite of her determination, Lily recoiled--she didn't need emotions to register pain, and she took a few steps back with the intent to pat herself out and re-enter the fray.
Or, she would have, had she not been rescued by a pot of tea water. It was still warm, but not the roasting sensation she'd felt a moment before. "Thanks," she said flatly, looking back towards the growing chaos around the Burning Man. Holding him down was more likely to kill her than subdue him, and were it not for Eve's fast thinking she'd be worried about more than a little burnt arm hair. She couldn't brute force this, and the fisher was no good to her here, where they already had the high ground.
Lily grunted as she pushed the change away, the static sensation of magic returning to her fingertips. She looked down at one hand and she was cupping a snowball, like she'd always been prepared. She sized it's weight, judged her difference, then wound up for a pitch, aiming straight for the Burning Man's torso. Maybe that would help him chill out.
Why was all of this happening? As Jamie watched on, all he could do was ask himself this pointless question. Frustration built in his shoulders like someone pulling taut all his nerves and his head was pounding as he inhaled the scent of fire and burning flesh. It was awful. All of it was awful.
Jamie was so tired.
He looked around, wiping his blood-stained hands on his shorts. They didn't feel any cleaner than when he did it the first twenty times. The person he was looking for wasn't here and honestly he couldn't tell just yet if that was a good or bad thing.
"Has anyone seen Shiloh?!" he yelled as he ran at Ezra, adrenaline and resentment snapping beneath his skin. His body didn't know anything but physical magic, nothing but strength. It was a foolish idea to kick a man-on-fire in the face, but Jamie morphed his legs into their large, powerful werehare variety and did just that.
HP: 30/30
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4Total: 4 (1-10)
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 5:13 pm
Theo had been at a loss, quietly minding his own business while people had scryed and convened and finally devolved into violence. He wasn't usually the fightiest of people, but he was confident he could throw a punch more easily than he could see something in a shiny plate, so he did so now, barely jarring Ezra's shoulder and wincing at the contact.
He had no idea what a xanatos gambit was, but he really didn't like the way this guy had said it.
HP: 40/40 burning stacks: -
Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 5:15 pm
Horace blinked as they re-entered. Normally, he'd care more about what was going on, but he had important fish to fry. His eyes darted around.
"Oliver? Elliot?" Where the ******** were they? With a short nod to Shiloh, he bolted for the stairs.
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 5:27 pm
Shiloh entered back into a room full of chaos. Briefly, he wondered who started it. Quickly thereafter, he realized he didn't care. Why? Because Jamie was kicking Ezra in the face and—despite the detached disassociation he was experiencing—he couldn't help but feel a little proud. And terrified.
Mostly very terrified.
He reached out with their mind link, finding satisfaction when they snapped together like a lock, You know I have your back. Ain't you Lucky? "Now get the ******** back—!" His adrenaline was pumping, his awareness was kicking up again. Shiloh Beaumont was a loose cannon and boy was he ready to go out with a goddamn bang. Shame he couldn't kick Ezra in the face too. Well, the Burning Man. Was there a way to separate them, he wondered?
Ah well, time for that later. He fell into place behind Jamie seamlessly, almost like he knew where Jamie was going (hint: because he did, thanks shared conscious).
HP: 40/40
saedusk
Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 5:27 pm
I'm so sorry all of this happened to you.
Leila didn't even know if Ezra Fitzpatrick was getting any of her messages. There hadn't been a signal, a twitch, anything. Just the monster at the forefront laughing at all of them. It was brutal and sickening and awful.
I'm sorry we didn't notice you sooner.
HP: 30
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 5:28 pm
Oliver and Elliot had, in fact, come back in from their own personal adventure right on Horace's tail. "There! Is he going-?" For the stairs, he was, and that's exactly where they were headed, too. With the pieces of paper shoved in his pocket and the opalescent stone carefully hidden away from sight, he ran towards the stairs.
"C'mon, Oliver!"
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Posted: Wed Jun 28, 2017 5:33 pm
Unfortunately a guitar wasn't as inconspicuous, but that didn't stop Oliver from ******** zooming by. The only bad thing was Oliver was far from athletic, and his lungs were burning and burning and burning and—holy ******** they were all fighting Ezra. They really were all going to die. Probably.
"D-Don't rush m-m-me," He was panting, knowing damn well they needed to be rushed, "I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm t-trying." The guitar was a lot heavier once you started running around with it. His arm felt like jello. Wait up, Horace!
He caught Shiloh and Jamie in the crowd too, but forced himself to keep running, Don't die, don't die...
scrying round super over; no more scrying scrying bonus is 2.16 damage per hit due to scrying bonus is 22
damage spread:
shun x0 stack burning alexis x1 stack burning (negated by Cass) preacher x1 stack burning jamie x1 stack burning theo x1 stack burning total damage to ezra: 110
Ezra hp 618/750 If you have a burning stack listed above, take 5 damage now or consume ur mini-sigil from Preacher; if your burning stack was acquired and negated in this round, take 5 damage but do not add a stack of burning to yourself.
as a clarification, going forward a burning stack will always give five damage upon acquisition unless you have a mini-sigil to eat it.
Ezra flinched back from the knife, from the flying furniture-covering, but the sheet burned away within moments. Each injury he took only carved away more of his flesh, letting more of his flames lick out.
Something stirred in response to Leila's probing. But it was only a little something, more like a blip on the radar than the beginnings of an SOS.
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