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Oriens Academy [Phoenix Game]

The Gecko Bruiser finished pulling off the door which separated into two half chunks of warped metal. He quickly tossed both pieces backwards, which were heading straight towards Azure, well and really a lot of people behind him. The Gnome then jumped off the back of the Gecko Beastman he was on, as he approached Francisco who cocked his head back staring at the Gnome. "Well, you do know that this section is reserved for the pilots only right?" The Gnome cracked his knuckles, "You are coming with me." The Gecko who had the Gnome on him glanced forward in confusion. "Weird. It feels like you are on me, but I see you there." The Gnome turned back towards the Gecko as he rubbed his forehead, "I... just, what?" Francisco quickly used this opportunity to backhand the Gnome, who fell down with a twhap. The Gnome quickly got up and snapped his fingers, "Grab him!" he quickly plucked the glowing metal rod and waved it, which seemingly did nothing at all. Strange, perhaps even ominous. The Gnome paused for a moment, before glancing back towards the Gecko Bruiser.


The Gecko Bruiser trudged into the cockpit as he stared off to the side, as he noticed the snake was trying to wake someone up.
"Should we stop that, could be a good thing to do." The Gnome curled the left side of his lips in contempt as he glared at the Gecko, "We just need to get him."


As for the other Gecko Beastman who was focusing on attacking Azure, he was struck with the knives, though most just struck his armor, before going back down. However, one did pierce deep into his bloodied foot. The Gecko glared towards Azure, as he ripped out the knife from his foot, leaving a much larger pool of blood below. He was enraged, as he charged (well as much as charging with essentially one leg was.) well charging hobbling, towards Azure, as, well due to this impaired condition of body and mind, was unable to process the chunk of the door from earlier, as the chunk of metal struck him square in the torso. The Gecko was stumbling backwards, as he fell down onto the scrap metal below, as his foot was incredibly torn, and twisted, as the a bone snapped and pierced outward. The Gecko growled out in a fury, as he rolled onto his stomach as he began crawling forward towards the cockpit.



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Victor successfully shot one of the Elves who was firing at Robin, as it provided another clean kill, as another gunner fell down dead. However, this led for an opportune time for one of the gunners who was firing in his direction to shoot at him, which they did, as they fired a shot, which flew towards Victor's left shoulder. As for the second round, he shot the elf in the hands, as she dropped the gun she was currently using. Robin got up as he aimed his right index finger at a gunner who was firing towards Victor. From his finger tip there was a crackling of lightning, as it fired through the gunner's neck. In their last fleeting moments the Elf, grasped at his neck before dying. Robin then returned to cover, as he waited for a proper moment to strike again.



Meanwhile Espinosa held up an Elf who was wielding swords, which dropped with a clang, in both hands. The elf was trying to weasel out of the hold, but Espinosa brought him down, as she held out her right knee, as there was a loud snap. She then tossed the Elf at the others who were charging towards her.



 
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"Mmfuggin...", Curtis mumbled as Skyia shook his head, "I'll have... the french toast, please..."


He sighed in his sleep, shuffling around a little bit and leaving shallow dents in the crates he had inadvertently become wedged between.


"Yeah, ma, I love you, too... making friends, don't worry..."
 
Victor as he dove back to cover, felt a sharp sting and saw a tear of his cloth as the bullet exited out the other side. Well **** he was hit, thing stung like hell too. Just going back into cover, no time to cry about it, just suck it up and keep on going while it was still good. Could he move it still? Seemed like it was fine for now, alright moving on, just clenching his teeth and just held onto his rifle tighter, as a bit of blood soaked his outfit a bit. Reaching up and pulling down his hat a bit, he took a breath in, and looked over to Robin.


" I don't suppose you have a idea what to do next? " he shouted at the shifter. Looking to see if he had a different tactic they could do other than poke head out and get shot by a stay bullet, but it was probably gonna stay that way, examining around the room to see if there was any sort of cover to move to, or something to use to help out with this fight.


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Skyia just shook him harder. " Wake up already! This is not the time to be sleeping at all! " she cried, shaking his head more, still attempting to get some form of help in this fight.
 
Luckily for Skyia, her incredible beastman strength allowed her to wake Curtis from his slumber. "...Huh?"


He looked around, bleary-eyed and confused, and then looked back to Skyia.


"Oh, it's you. Are we in Egypt already?"


Curtis wriggled his way to a better position and pushed himself out from between the crates, giving them some wide, but largely superficial dents in the process. He yawned and his eyelids drooped as he leaned on one of the crates, caving the rim in slightly.


"Man, that was a quick flight, huh?", Curtis asked, oblivious to the fighting.
 
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-I can't let them take the pilot... it'll crash this plane if he leaves...-


Azure looked dead on as the warped metal came toward him, it would surely mangle, if not kill someone as small as he was, and without thinking, pressed himself up against the wall to evade it. Azure couldn't help but lay pressed against the wall for a bit, heavily breathing...


-That... almost...-


Azure looked with fear as to what had become the other beastman...


-Is he... lucky he's alive..... or unlucky that he has to endure that all?!-


He quickly brought himself back to the task at hand, as he left the pilot to fend for himself, and cloaked himself and threw all his weight into hoping that he could force his weapon through his armor. Regardless, he then moved to roundhouse kick the gnome.
 
A soft moonlight cast upon the garden as roses reached for the sky. The gentle sound of waltz drifting through the air without her. And Rose was being twirled around the garden by a mysterious masked man, her feet barely touching the ground. Her face flushed as the mystery boy lifted her face up by her chin, bringing her closer to his own. Their lips graduaally inching closer and closer until . . .


Until a stray chunk of ice hit her in the head, making her fall over, faceplanting the floor. Still for a bit, her hands began twitching as the noises from her surroundings became known to her. Loud noises. Voices. An explosion? Anyway, she didn't have the patience now to piece all this together.


Getting up quickly, she pulled out the gun strapped to her leg, shooting a harmless beam of light in a random direction. "Who was it?! Who woke me up?!"


What? Rose saw 2 oversized geckos and a gnome on the plane. She didn't recognize them and they looked way too old . . . and ugly to be Oriens students. Obvious signs of a struggle present in the strangers as well as the plane walls. Or maybe those were always there, she really wasn't paying attention earlier. The door to the cockpit was off and it looked like the pilot was preoccupied with his "guest".


"What's going on . . . ? Is this part of the . . . trip?"
 
Richter let out a choked gasp as thick, sausage-like fingers wrapped around his neck.


"It's- Ack! ogre for you!" he said, bringing his axe overhead in a wild attempt to split the enemy's skull.


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There were few tools to use hidden around these crates- for now. Moreover, Anya lacked the supplies to make any overcomplicated traps, like a blowtorch or glue or nails. She did however, know how to use the crates themselves, crouching upon the top of a stack. One had hurt his foot, just like one of the Wet Bandits, and was left crawling. And just like the Wet Bandits, he'd soon have an iron dropped on his head.


Anya braced herself between the wall and the top crate, and began to push it down onto the Gecko below.
 
Oh right, I hate teleporting were Reggie's last thoughts before being unnaturally pulled across space and instantly placed elsewhere. Why did teleporting have to be so awful? While everyone else began fighting and shooting and screaming and dying, he went by unnoticed as he snatched an empty pot, crawled under a table and threw up a little. Reggie stopped to take a deep breath and looked around, trying to survey the situation. Then his system got to the good ole red rum and he threw up a lot more. Into the pot, thankfully. Or not if anyone ever found it.


When he was finally done emptying his guts, he had to stop and retch for a bit. And then it was time to fight. From underneath the table crawled a clearly not okay swordsman, his face pale and sickly, wearing a pair of teashades that only barely remained on his runny nose and which failed to hide his watery eyes. Though he held a magnificent sword, he did so rather limply. It was kind of pitiful. He took one look at Espinosa disarming and swordsman and pointed his own blade at her "Hey...urk...sorry, hey, the ones with swords are mine. Blegh...fuggin teleports. Need a grappling hook".
 
Espinosa glanced towards Reggie. "Oh are you feeling better? That's good. Oh." She blinked as she saw the two last gunners. "Say would you mind taking these melee?" Espinosa quickly lunged towards and tackled one of the gunners, and slammed him against the other remaining, who were still firing at Robin and Victor. Disoriented from it, the one who was slammed aimed his gun towards Espinosa, who aimed out her right palm as she fired a blast towards the two of them taking them out, in a horrific fire based death.


Robin popped up, and upon seeing the last fire upon them die down, glanced towards Victor. "Well, now we just shoot those last remaining combatants. But Reggie can take care of that situation." The melee combatants focused their attention on Reggie, ready to strike. But, for some reason they did not. Perhaps they felt sorry for the man being so sick...


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"Oh no you don't!" The Ogre quickly tossed Richter backwards towards the other wall. He then ripped off the shower curtain rods, and finished opening the wall so that he could pass through. Still a covered in a bit of bubbly soap, and now armed with a highly dented shower rod, he swung to strike Richter's neck. "You will pay for interrupting shower time!" He howled with a zealous fury, as the soapy bubbles began popping.


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The Pilot glanced back at the Gecko Bruiser who was gripping on his shoulder, and was stabbed in the back from an early move done by Azure, the Gecko looked backwards but didn't pursue. After all he had a mission to do.



Francisco let out a sigh.
"I really liked this jacket." And as soon as he said that from Francisco's shoulder shot out a metal spike. The Gecko Bruiser glared at Francisco, who then casually took off his goggles and cocked his head back towards him, and announced for dramatic effect. "Ladies and Gentlemen, BEHOLD THE YOUNG MAN WHO WAS TAKEN FROM HIS PARENTS AT AN EARLY AGE BY THE REGIME! WHO CRAWLED OUT FROM THE SLAVE PITS OF EL SALVADOR! IT IS FRANCISCO NAVAJAS, MASTER OF SANGRE Y ACERO!" Then he proceeded to quickly turn to the Gecko as his hands became sharp metal claws, which he proceeded to use on the Gecko's throat, as he could not defend, due to both of his arms being unusable, from the earlier explosion attack, and now having his arm stuck onto his shoulder. As soon as he ripped out the Gecko's throat, he returned his attention to the craft. "Well, that takes care of that one. Going to need to repair my door though." He promptly released the shoulder spike as he glanced back towards the back. "Relatively speaking, everything is going fi-"





The Gnome was roundhouse kicked into the cockpit, and there was a loud snap from the strike, as he smashed against the controls. Sparks began flying out. Francisco glanced towards Azure, "You do realize I need these controls to, keep us afloat right? Take the bastard out of the cockpi-" The Gnome rushed back towards Azure, as he cross punched Azure in the shins. "I am going to kill you!" He then wound up his other hand as he engulfed his other hand around him with fire, as he punched at Azure's shin again, as well for a Gnome it is an easier target.


Meanwhile from the back end of the ship, the last of the Geckos was continuing to crawl forward, but little did he know about the large crate full of metal that was about to fall on his head. Which, it did, and with a loud squish, there was now a much bloodier pool in the ship, and one more dead Gecko.
 
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Skyia flailed her arms. " We're under attack! " she shouted at him. " The're on board too! " she said pointing over at the now dead gekoman. " Uhh... were under attack. " She says looking at how quickly that was solved out, and gagging a little seeing the gore.


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Victor nodded. " He should be able to handle the rest? " he said, looking at him, letting his right arm release his grip on his rifle, and would clench onto his shoulder.


" I'm gonna heal, give me a sec. " He said, now taking a bit of time to use his recharged glove on his left hand, to cast a mild healing spell on the wound, slowly fixing it up, not as good as a dedicated healers, but it will do for now.
 
Lily followed quickly behind Anya as she escaped, fearful for what might happen. She wasn't as able to squeeze between all those crates as well as the Neko could, given the volume of her vines and petals, but she kept an eye on the girl all the same and followed as briskly as she could. She would have called out, but that would have been even more dangerous for them.


Just after Anya finished pushing the crate, just as it was falling onto the Geckoman, Lily pulled the girl back so that she would be unable to see the consequences of her actions. The blood and gore that she had wrought. Lily looked Anya sternly in the eye, and said "No. Even if they're bad guys, we leave the fighting to others. You're not supposed to hurt anyone, remember? It's too adult for you."


Truly this was one of the worst possible situations for Lily's purposes.
 
Reggie wiped his face on one of his sleeves, adjusted his shades and planted his feet on the floor, grasping his blade a bit more tightly now. He was starting to look a tad better, if still pale. "What's that? Buhrlg...Aw man I'mma need something to wash my mouth with...Come at me then, however you wish. What's the matter? I thought you were pirates. Are you looking down on me? It's just...teleporting is awful. It's perfectly natural to feel sick after teleporting". The elves, however, still seemed reluctant to even get close to someone so sickly-looking. "Alright, tell you what, my sword is called Belarios. It is a relic worth about four or five times its weight in diamonds in the right markets. Six if you find a desperate collector. Come get it". And with that, he stuck the sword into the floor, half of the blade sinking into it like butter. "Whoever can pull this sword from the floor will have a boatload of money".
 
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"You'll pay for getting between me and those wonderful tails!" Richter responded, raising his arm to block the curtain rod, even as it broke his arm. He brought the other up, forming his blood into a trident, which he thrust at the ogre's face. "Those wonderful, fluffy tails!"


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"Don't worry, Lily!" Anya explained, oblivious to the pulpy mess she'd made. "It's just like that movie we watched last week. Any second now, he's gonna come back, and look like an accordion. Just wait." Anya remained silent for a moment.


"...Any second now.... okay maybe he's really dizzy." she said. "Still though."
 
Azure was surprised to see Francisco able to fight back, not that it was a bad thing at all. He was glad that the gecko was effectively taken care of


"Right, I'll get hi-"


Azure didn't expect the gnome to go berserk like that


"Aug..."


-That hurt a bit...-



Azure grew shocked when he declared his hatred toward him, stunning him a bit from the declaration as he brought his flame fist toward him. As it made contact, time felt like it froze from his perspective, and absorbed his magically enchanted fire fists, effectively dispelling its effect on him. He grew dazed from this a bit


"Ugh..."


Azure still reeled back from the fist meeting shin part of his attack, but quickly got up, ignoring the damage he had done, and grabbed and drug him out of the cockpit and as best as he could, slammed him into the ground on his back. He took out a dagger and used it to knock the wand out of his possession, as to avoid absorbing whatever it may have at the time, and forced his ear piece off him, and pocketed it for the time.


-Wait... Anya! Erg... don't notice, I don't have time to use Kylier's illusions...-


Not wanting to burn the guy alive using the oil from his oiled stained tunic, and more to the point, start a fire on the airship, he instead took a second knife out of his clothing, and brought both down onto him, forcing his weight on him along with his knives, hopefully ending him.
 
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Lily looked deep into Anya's eyes for any sign of change as she explained how the guy she just pulverized was going to come back any second as an accordion. She still didn't seem to know or understand exactly what happened. Her eyes still had that gleam of innocence.


Lily sighed, somewhat relieved. Anya needed to know not to do these things, but at the same time she couldn't know exactly what it was she did.


"Still, Anya. It's still roughhousing, and I've warned you about roughhousing. No. Just no violence at all. Even if it does..."


Lily felt a bit sick.


"Even if it does only turn someone into an accordion. As if the world needs any more of those."


Lily tried to smile, but the normal one just wasn't coming up. That sweet, adorable, reassuring smile that people fell in love with just wasn't working today. Instead her face contorted in a frightening approximation of a smile. A disturbing, disingenuous work that tried to say what her usual smile said but in the gibbering logic of a maniac.


"Can't let her see. Can't let her know."





"Speaking of roughhousing, there's a lot of it going on. Children shouldn't see such things, so what I want you to do is stay in the corner over there where no one can see you. Close your eyes. I'll use my powers as an adult to send them home, OK? But you can't open your eyes. You can't get up. You can't look around, even if you're curious. Got it, sweetie? I'll take care of everything."


"It's just another rat. Another rat that is far too dangerous to allow Anya to play with. Another rat that I can't let her see. It's just another rat, and it can't be on the plane when she opens her eyes."
 
"Okay, but I'm just saying, Home Alone traps are pretty fun." Anya said, covering her eyes and facing the corner. "I was gonna try spreading thumbtacks next. Maybe even a heated up door handle, but I don't know how to heat one up."
 
Those four melee combatant pirates, all of whom were swordsman, waited patiently for Reggie, until he spoke of how much the sword is worth. They each glared at each other, with the lust of greed in their eyes. The larger and burliest swordsman, who was not sporting a tunic, which revealed a carpet of manliness of black hairs on his chest which was partially covered by the belt which sported his sword of choice, an executioner's blade, glanced towards the others. "Aight boys. Whoever kills the kid, gets the sword." He cracked his knuckles as he pulled out his blade, as he rushed towards Reggie swinging his blade in a long vertical arc, attempting to split Reggie's skull.


Another fighter, who was wielding a sabre flanked towards the left of Reggie, and attempted to slash deep into Reggie's torso. From the right, another fighter flanked towards Reggie's left, he was wielding a simple short sword. He attempted to swing down at Reggie's fibia bone, attempting to crack it, and reduce the man to hobbling, for an easier kill and so that he'd get the blade.



Then finally, the last melee combatant drew out her rapier, but decided not to go in at the moment, but simply observe what was going to go down. She moved into a defensive stance.


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Meanwhile in the Shower, the Ogre was hit by the trident in the face, just under his nose. The trident went deep in, as he pulled himself out, "Gwaah!" He instinctual reaction was to move backwards, as he tripped on the bathtub, "Who-!" He fell onto the bath-tub, as the weight of the Ogre was cracking it, leaving deep visible marks. The water from the shower was pouring on him, as he was trying to position himself back up. "Ouch."


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The Gnome stared incredulously as the boy did not burn, or catch a flame due to the fire punch.
"It can't be!" His wand was knocked from his side, as Azure easily pinned him to the ground, after all he was a Gnome, and as he saw the second knife come down his throat, the Gnome began laughing hysterically. The knife then found it's place deep within his throat, as the Gnome tried gasping, and drowned himself in his own blood.
 
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"....."


Azure began shaking as the fight finally ended... and got off the dead guy, or if he wasn't quite dead yet, soon to be dead, either way, he imagined that he wouldn't last to much longer... The thought of him dying slowly though shook Azure up, and didn't want that on the poor gnome, a slow death is what Kylier would do... he tried to snap his neck, to ensure that he'd end up dead then and there just to be sure...


-... I did it? I kept the attackers from crashing the plane?-


As much as Azure wanted to stay calm and collected, this much was already starting to get to him, and crouched and held his hands to his head, thinking things over...


"Ugh... I had to, its..... its just like animals..... just....... ugh..."


Even if they were the bad guys, Azure felt a little uncomfortable about this... but knew, that it had to be done, and got up, looking over at Rose, still a bit shaky in his voice growing calmer as he talked


"No... there's... this isn't apart of the trip..... they were... going to do something to the pilot, I think they are from the airship that was shooting at us... so I... did the best I could... and well, the pilot and I... subdued them....."


Azure looked over to the other gecko to see that well, had his head smashed..... when did that happen...?


"The other's already left to attack the other airship, so I was sorta left to defend the plane, I think its good that I got left behind"


-Wait, the enemy airship!-



Azure quickly put in the earpiece to quickly see if anyone on the other end was trying to talk to the guys he had killed... undoing the illusions he had used on the earpiece so that he would be able to send and receive transmissions, although kept quiet for the time being.


-Erg... this might get bad... they are going to expect the one guy to talk back if they are asking questions... his talked..... straight to the point and slightly analytical.-


Azure began working is his head how he'd have to use illusions to sound if he could have any control over the situation by talking, as he waited to see if they were going to talk back. He looked over at the wand for a bit, thinking if he should take its magic, if it could be useful, or if it'd be better to keep the marks from advancing on him... if he was going to try anything... it'd end up all going into him, all or nothing...
 
Skyia just averted her gaze at the pool of blood, and the dead bodys, and looked around. " What should we do now? " she asked the members of the group on the plane.


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Victor finished giving a quick healing spell on his shoulder, and looked out of cover, examining the swordsman go against the others. Curious of his ability as one.


(( micro post cause i dunno what to do now. ))
 
"Oh no you don't!" Richter said, frontflipping onto the ogre's chest. "I got a bone to pick with you!"


As he flipped, he formed a large war pick, using the momentum of the flip to drive it downwards towards the ogre's head. He was going to leave the beast with a splitting headache.
 
Reggie smirked and drew his dagger as the three men charge forth, the exorbitant price of his blade was always a good motivator for otherwise mediocre swordsmen to try their best. Even then, it was slim pickings, hardly worth using Belarios to settle it. Still smiling, Reggie simply took three steps back, moving out of the way of the blades and stepping just outside their reach while they remained in his. His hand a blur, he slashed the air in front of him in a wide horizontal stroke, enough to cover for all three men, and a strange blade-like projectile surged towards the attackers at chest height, a semitransparent thing made out of air but as deadly as any sword.
 
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The Ogre glanced up at Richter, as he successfully slammed the blade deep into the ogre's head, as gooey brain matter poured out, into the shower, as it went down the drain with the rest of the water from the ogre's earlier bath-time. The shower was still running, which was at a lukewarm temperature. 
Reggie quickly moved out of the way, as the larger man using the executioner's blade slammed it deep into the floorboard, just as the other two stopped, realizing that, their target was able to quickly maneuver away from them. The larger one quickly pulled out his sword an- the wind projectile, that strange work of training, hit the two flankers, and killed them, as they fell down. The larger man, now with a gaping wound in his chest, heaved out his broadsword, as he lifted it back up and swung towards Reggie, before collapsing forward in front of Reggie.


The one with the rapier eyed Reggie, with a glimmer of fear in her eye. None the less, she could use that money, and as such she moved towards Reggie, attempting to thrust the blade into his torso.
 
"It's OK, Anya. I know they look fun, but they could really hurt people so don't do it. Also I think Macaulay Culkin used the heating apparatus from the bottom of an old deep fryer, but... yeah. Just stay there with your eyes closed."


Lily backed away from Anya, still smiling as best she could. She wanted to ignore the task before her as long as possible, but it simply couldn't wait. It had to be done before anybody noticed. Lily moved the crates around the corpse of the Geckoman to shield it and her from view, creating a sort of fortress, and stared blankly at the work before her.


Lily's vines sloshed around in the froth of the beast's gore as she looked down at the squished, mutilated body. One of its legs was almost unrecognizable, its torso was completely split open, and thanks to the crate that had fallen top of it most of the ribs were cracked and its entrails had spilled out onto the floor.


Lily's vines began taking in the blood on the floor, the tendrils pulsating organically as the liquid was slowly absorbed into them and pumped into her body. She started by ripping out the viscera and swallowing the organs whole. No need to worry about stray fluids shooting out here and there. She then unhinged her jaw, and started at the extremities. She bit down on each limb, and as she forced every fleshy inch down her gullet they were ripped apart by her enzymes accordingly. Occasionally a couple of her vines would cease feeding to break a bone or two to make her food more flexible, supplying a soft wet crack each time they did so.


When she had finished with the limbs, she bit down unceremoniously onto its neck and swallowed the head whole. Now that her meal was in more manageable portions, she pulled the whole torso into her bud and regurgitated her enzyme all inside the flower. Soon enough, the torso had turned into an easily eaten, viscous crimson goop. She swallowed the frothy, slightly crunchy semi-liquid and her skin absorbed the remainder of the enzyme. As her petals fell down, she looked around to see a completely clean area with no sign that a corpse had ever been there. Her clothes, as well, seemed to be completely fine somehow. Lily felt a rumbling from inside her body, and soon puked the thing's garments out as she grew about a centimeter in height. She had grown slightly in other places as well. Lily quickly hid the clothes inside one of the adjacent crates, and rested against another. She stared blankly ahead of her, thinking about what she had just done.


It was a new experience, that was for certain. And it wasn't necessarily bad. It tasted good. It felt good.
 
Azure looked over at Skyia, taking out the earpiece and covering it as to make sure no noise gets through to it


"Well... since they are after our pilot... if I can't think of something... they might send more reinforcements at us, and... well they might send greater numbers, or stronger people since the three they sent..... well... failed to do what they needed to do..."


He went over and took the Shadow Edge out of the dead gecko's back near Francisco.


-... They will probably want him on their ship though... and if that's the case... the wand will have teleport magic in it... and... if I use illusion magic... I can make it seem like they got what they wanted, and that our plane is under their control, so they wouldn't go shooting it down, since they would think their men are on it... but then I'd end up being over there... probably separated from them...-


Azure began trying to run scenarios through his head


-At best, I will convince them not to shoot at our ship, AND make it so that no reinforcements come on as well, though I'd be on there... I could probably interfere with what they do, and as long as I can stay stealthed, I'd buy the other guys time as well, or meet up with them. At worst, since they want the pilot, they'd just send more our way...-


Azure put the earpiece back in, to see if anyone on the other side is trying to contact the gnome.
 
"Huh, I didn't expect it to be that strong with just the dagger", Reggie muttered to himself as he surveyed the results of his attack. Two dead instantly, one well bloodied. Couldn't be too proud of himself though, they weren't exactly skilled. Few swordsmen driven by greed like that were. The last woman standing clearly did not want to be there anymore and he was ready to just move on until she tried to skewer him. With a sigh, he absentmindedly parried the rapier with his dagger and shifted himself to her exposed flank, using his free hand to throw a punch right at her liver. Liver shots are nasty stuff, painful as all hell and with effects akin to a knockout punch, cept the recipient is still awake to feel them all, along with potential vomiting and even finding blood in one's urine. Still better than getting slashed up, though.
 

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