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[Reno hears voices a short distance away. Not the happy kind, but the tense and worried kins. Quickly, he ties the large rabbit he had downed to a tree branch and then climbs up himself, jumping from tree to tree to get closer.

If they were slacking off he'd have a bit of fun spooking them. If not, well, he could see a situation better from here.

And he's really glad he did because that sure is a massive boar and three idiots staring it down.]

The hell is Diarmuid doing?!

[What is Diarmuid doing? He's frozen, crouched behind Waver, eyes wide with fear and desperation.

It's hard...very hard to keep those the memories of his past deaths via boar from flashing before his eyes. He supposes the fact that he is managing not to completely lose himself to those memories is a plus, but it sure doesn't feel like it.

Unconsciously, his fingers close around Waver's wrist.]

I'm sorry. Please...be careful. I will...

[And then suddenly, he's gone. Oops...void visit time. At least it makes dealing with their tusky friend a little easier?]

[Cu Chulainn's eyes widen in surprise when he sees Diarmuid disappear into thin air. And on a powerless floor too. However, he doesn't take too long to fret about it. Right now, his job is to distract the boar.]

Hey! You overgrown slab of pork! Pick on someone your own size!

[He calls to the boar, holding tightly onto his spear as he does so.]

Well, that makes things a bit easier. [Waver frowned, starting to reload his crossbow.]

Do something other than talking shit about it!

Tch.

[Reno's got an arrow out and aiming for the boar- not easy because of the distraction, and lets it fly. He misses. The arrow thunks harmlessly into a tree, but he's got another one out already and this time, he aims right at it.

Of all the creatures in the forest they could have run into, it's one that a few measly arrows won't take down.]

Waver! Be ready to run!

[Diarmuid isn't sure if he should be relieved or frustrated that he blinked out when he did. He wants to be there to help everyone, but at the same time, he is pretty sure 'helping' is the last thing he would be doing. He frowns and crosses his arms over his chest as he waits to be sent back.]

Please don't get yourselves killed while I am gone, guys...

[The sudden noises just agitate the boar further, and it grunts in Waver's direction before dipping its head.]

[And that just happens to be the moment that Lancer chooses to charge at it and try to attack with his spear.]

Ah, fucking hell.

[Waver managed to finish reloading, prepared to start running but hesitant to move; if Diarmuid rematerialized in the same place, that could mean trouble. As much as he hated to do it, he trusted Lancer to at least inflict some damage before deciding on whether or not to dodge.]

Waver!

[Reno's jumping from branch to branch now, landing on his feet beside the nutcase. If the idiot is just going to just stand there, the least Reno can do is push him out of the way if he needs to. ]

You got a real problem following orders, y'know?!

[Pulling an arrow, he takes aim at the boar, ready to fire. A clear shot- that's all he needs, but he hesitates. Lancer's spear would got a lot further than their arrows would.]

[Tap. Tap. Tap.

Diarmuid's fingers drum tensely on his arm. So far, he has been lucky and all of his visits to the void have been short. Just watch this one be his first long one. Really...he would rather be doing anything else right now that floating here just...waiting.

Well, maybe not anything. Still, this is very annoying.

Tap. Tap. Tap.]

[Even without powers, Lancer is pretty agile. He manages to stab his spear into the boar's flank before the boar can gore anybody. However, the boar reacts by squealing and making a very sharp turn, jerking the spear out of Lancer's hand and throwing him to the ground. It then runs in a curve until it stands facing the three hunters, looking even angrier than before.]

F-fuck!

[Lancer grunts and tries to get up before the boar can stomp him into the ground or anything.]

I hear that a lot, actually. [Waver's remark to Reno was calm and dismissive, while inwardly he was cursing vividly at Lancer's utter screwup. Couldn't rely on him for anything, dammit.]

[Keeping his hold on the crossbow, Waver aimed it with steady hands.] Reno. If I miss this one, take a shot and get back into the trees. I'll start running and let dumbshit over there try to get his spear back if we both fuck up.

[Lining up a shot at the boar's eye (hopefully he'd at least hit it in the head), Waver fired his shot and prepared to take off.]

[Reno glances at Waver as if to ask if he's legitimately crazy or just insane, but bites his lip and watches. The bow is kept aimed at the boar, and he has too much to focus on to really argue with him.]

Take the shot, and then you get to the trees. I'm not a servant but I'm still faster than you-

[And then Waver's arrow is flying, cutting off anything else he had to say. Cursing softly under his breath, Reno shot his own at the boar's head and readied another one as quickly as he could. Lucky stars that he's been practicing...]

Go already!

Go already!

[Well, that's not exactly comforting for Diarmuid to hear as he finally pops back from the void. Fortunately, his time away has allowed him to calm and focus himself if only in frustration. With a serious expression, he quickly takes in the scene, cursing mentally as he realizes what is going on. He then pulls Gae Buidhe from his back. Its powers won't work here, but that's not why he wants it. It's got a greater reach than either of his swords and anything that keeps him farther away from that beast is a good thing.

After taking a moment to steel himself, Diarmuid launches forward, aiming his spear at the boar's side...

It never connects. Instead, the void is suddenly very full of loud cursing in Ancient Gaelic.]

This is not funny!

[Lancer looks over at Diarmuid and tries to shout a warning, but is too shocked by the sight of his brother more or less blinking out of existence. As a result, he stays still for a second too long when the boar, with arrows sticking out of its face, starts charging toward him. He dives toward the side and starts scampering away from the even more enraged creature.]

Hey, guys! Shoot better!

[He calls to Waver and Reno.]

How about 'shut the fuck up and get your stupid lance back'?!

[Waver took cover behind a tree, starting to reload again.]

[Reno doesn't even stop to yell back; he drops the bow and makes a beeline for where Diarmuid dropped Gae Buidhe when he flickered in. The weapon is heavy and not at all to Reno's liking, but it's a hell of a lot better than the bow against something as fast and heavy as the boar.

Hefting it, he charges right for the beast. Hey, as long as it's chasing Lancer, might as well make the best of it. He's closing in fast, too.]

Lancer! Try to slow it down!

[Diarmuid's swords are in his hands and he is pacing as much as he can while floating in the void. It was bad enough the first time. Then the second time happened and on top of that he dropped Gae Buidhe in surprise. Hopefully, someone is making use of the weapon since he can't.]

I would ask what else can go wrong, but then I would find out and this is already messed up enough!

[His swords twirl in his hands and then he makes a couple of slashing motions.]

Just let me fight the thing already! We have a score to settle and I am not afraid of it!

[No, he's not afraid at all right now. Just angry and frustrated.

Pace. Pace. Pace.]

[Lancer growls.]

How the fuck do you suggest I do that!

[The answer comes as he runs toward a tree. He stops and turs at the last second so the boar's tusks go into the tree and not him. He knows that the boar will free himself in a matter of minutes, but it's enough time for him to grab his spear and heft it out.]

[Meanwhile, the boar being stuck and trickling blood from where Lancer pulled his spear out means that it's open to attacks from Gae Buidhe.]

ARE YOU A FUCKING LEGENDARY HERO OR NOT?! Stop being a brainless imbecile and kill the goddamned thing!

[As Waver directed a frustrated outburst at Lancer, he continued reloading his crossbow. He wasn't stupid enough to take another shot with Reno putting himself in range; it was better to wait for an opening and let them handle the closer-range fighting.]

Edited 2014-02-17 23:19 (UTC)

[Putting some strength into his legs, Reno makes a flying leap at the boar and thrust out with the spear. He is no dragoon, but he tries hard as hell to mimic one, coming down on top of the fleshy back. Gae Buidhe connects, driving into the boar's flesh, but apparently not far enough for the beast squeals in pain and rage and doubles its efforts to free itself from the tree.

Meanwhile, Reno keeps trying to dig the spear in between trying to hold on for dear life to avoid going flying. Why the hell is he only pissing it off?! Shit shit shit now it's stuck-]

Need some help here!

Fin-

-ally!

[The word is said half in the void and half back in reality as Diarmuid feels himself return. He wastes no time thinking. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he bolts forward, eyes taking in the chaos before him. He dodges around Reno and raises both blades. The longer one is driven with all his strength into the boar's head, pinning it more securely to the tree. The second blade opens the boar's throat from ear-to-ear brutally silencing its squeals.

Once done, he staggers back slightly, putting distance between himself and the creature's sharp tucks. Tremors start to shake his arms. He's not sure if it's adrenaline...

...or fear...

Either way, if that doesn't stop it, Diarmuid really hopes that the others have had time to get their acts together because he has nothing else...]

[Almost at the same moment as Diarmuid's attacks, Lancer charges toward the boar and drives his spear into its eye and deep into its head. The boar violently convulses and falls on its side, taking a chunk out of the tree. It lies on the ground twitching while Lancer hops back away. He walks closer to his brother and puts his hands around Diarmuid's shoulders.]

...What just happened, bro?

...

[Scowling, Waver walked over and made a point of slapping Lancer upside the head, taking Diarmuid's hand in reassurance at the same time he was launching into a tirade against his brother.]

'How do you suggest I do that'? Fucking hell, and here I actually made the mistake of thinking you were competent! What even goes on in that empty fucking head of yours some days?!

[Reno drops down from the boar, taking a few steps back and flopping down into the snow. It takes him a moment to calm down out of the battle fury, and the next thing he hears is Waver yelling at Lancer.]

Waver, calm down. I don't think he knows. 'Sides, if you're goin' to yell at him, you should be yellin' at me, too.

[If one thing is certain, Reno knows Diarmuid wouldn't have frozen at the sight of the boar without good reason... and he did say he'd died in a hunting accident... or it could have been a Tower spawned fear, he couldn't really tell, but whatever it is, Diarmuid isn't a coward.]

Diarmuid? You all right?

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[CW: Gore? Animal death?]

cw: gore

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