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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[benigncancer]

[Unarmed, and unsure of the Highblood's feelings towards him at the moment, Signless bares his teeth a little as the indigo blood walks towards him. The troll is liberally coated in blood by now, most of it not his own.

He struggles to his feet, only for the Highblood to drop the sickles on the floor with a clatter.

He relaxes a bit and nods appreciatively, then bends to scoop them up]

Thanks.

[grandhighblood]

[To nobody's surprise -- not even his own, anymore -- he still has mixed feelings about the Signless. There's a part of him that still wants to rip his head off, but at the same time...well, motherfucker had his back and he didn't really want to deal wit fighting him right now anyway. He's probably harder to kill than a bunch of stupid monsters.

He finds himself with nothing to attack right now, seeing that many of the monsters have fled after witnessing the two trolls take down the huge creature. So with a loud growl in response to Signless's thanks, he turns his back in search of a place that is...not...here.]