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towerofanimus2013-12-22 01:54 pm
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The Abyss Gazes Also
Characters: Jason, open
Setting: starting on floor 23 and moving downward
Format: action
Summary: Jason arrives, and he's not happy. Zo has promised his help, but he can't come right away, and he won't strike any direct attacks. It will be up to the characters involved to do what they can.
Warnings: gore and violence
[Jason pulls himself up out of the void with arms much too long and strong to support his odd body, so similar to that of the smaller plague doctors who crawl out and about. The glamour seems to fail around him in an approximate five meter radius. Even with his inhuman face, the human eyes that stare out are cold and furious. Countless scalpels line his six arms, glittering and ready to be yanked out.]
I can't stand interruptions, you know.
[Jason's voice is undoubtedly his, but there's something twisted and odd about its tone with the glamour removed.
He begins to rapidly descend the Tower staircase.]
Setting: starting on floor 23 and moving downward
Format: action
Summary: Jason arrives, and he's not happy. Zo has promised his help, but he can't come right away, and he won't strike any direct attacks. It will be up to the characters involved to do what they can.
Warnings: gore and violence
[Jason pulls himself up out of the void with arms much too long and strong to support his odd body, so similar to that of the smaller plague doctors who crawl out and about. The glamour seems to fail around him in an approximate five meter radius. Even with his inhuman face, the human eyes that stare out are cold and furious. Countless scalpels line his six arms, glittering and ready to be yanked out.]
I can't stand interruptions, you know.
[Jason's voice is undoubtedly his, but there's something twisted and odd about its tone with the glamour removed.
He begins to rapidly descend the Tower staircase.]
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I don't have time to play with you all right now.
[Another barrage of scalpels--he aims for major tendons and muscles with supernatural precision. He aims also for anything flying at him, deflecting projectiles with his pinpoint accuracy.
Cid's approach is noted and Jason backs up the staircase before attempting to pull himself up and over top.]
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Not even for a little while? Some of us haven't met an administrator before!
[He sounds disappointed, backpedaling rapidly at an uncoordinated stumble to wrench the scalpels that DID find their mark back out and deal with the wounds. Being crippled was not ideal right now. The heaviest burden of distraction relied on everyone else; he's going to get to the job he signed up for.
Namely, healing. He's keeping VERY close track of that five meter null zone, and anyone OUTISDE it will gain the benefit of Lorelei's quick and accurate healing artes. Jason didn't seem to be aiming to kill yet, so it's so far not hard to keep up with.
So far.]
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Come on, we have all the time this world has left.
[She made her way towards Jason, both swords out and carefully deflecting scalpels. She wasn't in the dead zone yet, but she was close.]
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Instead, he casts an enemy skills toward Jason-- Laser to be specific; which as its name implies, is a laser meant to harm the enemy, and using the scalpels as catalyst. The magic should fade before reaching Jason, but that doesn't matter.
The idea is to use the magic so as to send the scalpels back to Jason with the speed of bullets; even if the magic fades the scalpels should still be enough of an annoyance. ]
/late sorry. Hope it's okay to jump in here.
She's been watching Jason, learning what she can before springing into action. Leaping forward, she barely winces as a scalpel on its initial trip lands in her arm as she picks up several scalpels and hurls them back at Jason one by one in a steady rhythm towards his hands.]
/always okay fellow latecomer
Otherwise, well, he can throw things at Jason with a bag of scraps, not unlike Lorelei's. When he can see an opening--and none of his allies are in his line of sight--he would start throwing scraps at Jason.
The flying scalpel forced him to stop and dodge, but one managed to dig into his arm. Suppressing his wince, he endure the pain and pull it out.
Only to throw it back at Jason.]
Thanks!
Placing her hand over her arm to staunch the bleeding, she steps forward and glares at Jason.]
You know, that's a pretty bad way to greet someone you've brought here.