In which the entire tower collectively goes OH SHIT

[tempustemporum]

Characters: The entire tower. PARTY POST.
Setting: Take a wild guess.
Format: Either or.
Summary: The tower has been reduced to one room, and it's chock full of monsters. Who you gonna call?
Warnings: Lots, the least of which being language...


[Well, ladies and gentlemen, shit dun hit the fan.]

[The tower has been condensed to one room with pretty much nothing in it. This post? Do whatever in it. General reactions. Go. ...As for Ienzo, he's just kind of sitting in the corner, head in his hands.]

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[gloomyapoplectic]

[Kanaya is relieved when she sees Signless start to move again, but doesn't allow herself to let up, drawing the chainsaw back to drive it forwards again. Once Signless is close enough, she ceases her angry growling just long enough to speak to him.]

Are you alright? [Physically, he doesn't look too bad, but for a clearly competent fighter to suddenly freeze up like that...

Not that she doesn't understand. Culling drones are some of her own worst nightmares.]

[benigncancer]

Fine, fine. [He's embarrassed, to be honest. Yeah, okay, so it's a scene out of nearly every one of his daymares, but still. Stupid stupid stupid. He moves in to attack the Drone savagely]

You doing okay, kid?

[gloomyapoplectic]

[Kanaya doesn't even nod, knowing Signless is probably too busy with the horror in front of them to look over at her. So she offers a verbal response instead:] I am faring well, thank you.

["Well" being relative. There is a lot of bright candy-looking blood all over her, and not all of it is from the monsters. Quite a bit of it isn't from the monsters, in fact. But she's only tired, nowhere near dizzy or faint yet.

Thinking that, she peeks over at the adult troll between blows, to see how badly injured he is. She can't really do much about it aside from maybe keep the way clear while he wraps his wounds (if he would choose to do that anyways), but she'd still like to know if he's in trouble somehow.]

[benigncancer]

That's good! [He's doing pretty okay, except for a couple of cuts on his arms. He's favouring one leg a bit, but the blood on his face and clothing is nearly all from the monsters. Nearly all.

He moves a bit closer to her, trying to keep the monsters away from her]

Need a break? I can probably give you one if you promise to return the favour afterwards.

[gloomyapoplectic]

[Kanaya finds the energy to smile as the metal beneath her chainsaw finally buckles a little.]

If it is not too much trouble for you, a break sounds wonderful right now. I will gladly return the favor when you need one.

[She's not as big or as intimidating as Signless, but she's a scrapper!]