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Oriens Academy [Phoenix Game]

"Hmmmm.... Maybe I'll ring her up." Richter said, stroking his chin. He stopped, then stroked her tails for a few seconds.


"Until then, I think it'd be best if you stuck close. I wanna hear about what conditioners you use." he pondered, then promptly delivered a knee to the girl's stomach, winding her.


The vampire tossed his prize over his shoulder. "So fluffy~" he smiled, stroking the fox's furrier extremities.


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"If you're not sad, then what is it?" Anya asked, perking up a bit more now. Her ears had stood up again. "If you need cheering up, I can help. I think I know where some tea is."
 
While Reggie was looking for his own way to the bridge, he passed through various hallways, without finding much crew to fight sadly. But he did find someone, well a neko which was quickly identified by the black ears on the top of his head, which stuck out from his gelled up spiky brown hair, who quickly unsheathed a katana from a crimson red sheath that bore a encircling dragon on it. He was wearing a long flowing red scarf around his neck and mouth, and was dressed in black leather. He held out his katana as he pointed menacingly at Reggie. "...Duel." the mysterious pirate said. Reggie, could tell this katana was folded by metal working masters, and strangely enough looked like it had a shorter cross section than most katanas. "Tora hungers."


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Espinosa opened the door, as a large creature burrowed through, taking out a large chunk of the wall with it. "Door needs to be larger. Must ask for that to be repaired so I can properly do dynamic entrances..." it muttered to itself.


It was a massive golem, which had the form of the crab that stood at 12 feet. On the back of its bronze colored shell were two gattling guns which were glowing with a few white runic symbols. Also on it's shell was a incredibly massive revolving turret gun, which was also glowing with blue symbols. It had one massive right black claw, which snapped with a loud clang, revealing a large variety of different lengthened spikes, and the other claw was replaced with a device that held a large canister of a strange green substance, which had a lengthy nozzle attachment which it pointed towards Espinosa. It quickly scurried out into the room where the boarding attack party currently was, in a zig zag pattern. "GUNNER FURAS DEPLOYED. TARGETS ACQUIRED! DYNAMIC ENTRANCE FINISH- WAIT!" The front face of the crab golem began playing





. "Selection of battle music engaged. DYNAMIC ENTRANCE FULLY ACHIEVED!"
"... I was not expecting THAT." Espinosa stated as she quickly jumped back.


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Susie glanced down, "I uh, suppose you don't have any black tea, that is my favorite." Boris glanced at Snake, "Snake, get over here and watch them. I'm going to cockpit and pilot it down to the land mass." The other abomination, named Elizabeth trudged into the cockpit, as Snake slithered back towards the group watching them alongside the Gecko Zombie, and the Gnomish Zombie who decided to follow Snake.
 
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Well great, a Golem directly made to be a walking tank. How fun, but... oooooh, ooooooh heheh, thing had some interesting guns on it. Also, huh, interesting music choice, strange why it would play music here, but hey its choice.


" Wasn't expecting that either. " he said, rolling and diving to cover asap. " But i kinda want it's guns. "


First worry was what the heck was its arm for, and what exactly was that stuff, otherwise second worry would be that turret, but for now, time to scan it to notice the particular weak points of it, problems in the simple existence of golems that could be exploited if found. Things to limit its movement, or finding somewhere to shoot at on the turret to stop it from swiveling, or straight up just kill it.


But for now, staying in cover peeking out slightly attempting to scan it down before proceeding, ready to move in a instant in case he catches its attention.
 
"Let me check." Anya said, standing up. The cat walked over to the students' piles of bags, locating Robin's.


"I think I smelled it in here." she said, unzipping it. She dug around a bit, and pulled out and ornate black box with golden trim. The lettering was so ornate, Anya couldn't actually read it.


"I think this is it" she said, presenting it to Susie as she sat back down in Lily's lap.
 
Robin quickly fled back, far away behind in cover behind some barrels. Furas stared at Espinosa, who was still fairly close to him. "HEY! Hey, listen, don't you want to go back a bit!?" It rotated its turret towards her, and aimed it at her. Curses! Espinosa fled backwards, as she had her hands turn into blue flames. "Great! GUYS! GUYS! GUYS! WANNA PLAY A GAME!? IT IS A FUN GAME, FOR ME ANYWAY! IT'S CALLED..." Furas began opening a wide arc of fire with the gattling guns, as a vast hail of bright white blasts were shooting all over the room, as Furas was not really caring for accuracy at this point. "EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE! EXTERMINATE!"


Victor's observations, most likely before it was firing the gattling gun made it clear that, the underside of the crab did not look nearly as sturdy as the top shell of the crab golem. Also that the legs looked like they had more mobility from side to side, rather than heading straight forward, and that there were noticeable joints to each of the many legs, which seemed like it'd be nice to shoot. It also looked like the container of green substance, was not nearly as strong as the shell itself. And speaking of the shell, it looked like the top part of the shell
could be detached, but it was obvious it was stuck there pretty well. "ARE YOU GUYS DEAD YET? HUH? HUH? DID I WIN YET?" Furas excitedly declared, "Usually I don't get this room to myself... But now I do, SO I CAN FIRE WHATEVER I WANT! AND NO ONE COMPLAINS ABOUT THE MESS I MAKE!"


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Susie kept a close eye on Anya as she was digging around for tea, after all she did have a job to do. She glanced at the box and smiled a bit,
"This... this box has really good tea in it. But is there a pot and water to serve it in?" Chauncey glanced at the box, "THAT BOX HAS FUNNY LOOKING WORDS ON IT."
 
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So essentially it was basically a crab, made exactly like a crab, looked like a crab, walked like a crab. Well at least it makes identifying weakpoints easy.


At least until the blasted everywhere with a absolutely horrendous accuracy, diving back into cover as shots littered the nearby objects, Victor yelled out. " GET UNDER IT, IT LOOKS WEAKER THERE. ITS EXACTLY LIKE A CRAB, JUST WITH GUNS. " Hopefully someone heard that in the midst of the hail of bullets.


Before getting his rifle ready, and took a moment where the firing arc wasn't shooting directly at his location, and began to aim for the joints of its legs, hopefully it wouldn't notice him prepping his shot before it actually decided to spray in his direction.


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Skyia moderately wondered to herself if the bugbear could handle the pilot on his own, hopefully he would go quietly, It wouldn't be good at all if they got out into a brawl way up here with nobody flying the plane.


But she just sighed, and continued to look over at the necromancer, glancing over at the lamia, quickly looking away to keep her sight off of him, and him only.
 
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Anya walked back to Robin's bag, retrieving an ornately gilded teapot, and a scroll with a sticky note labeled 'water'.


"Will these work?"


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Richter carried his prized through the hole and after his comrades, following their trail of destruction before spying a giant enemy crab.


"How's the kid doing?" he asked Espinosa, stroking the unconscious kitsune's tails as he examined the battles.
 
Reggie stopped dead in his tracks, a wolfish grin plastered on his face. He could tell at a glance that this guy was no pushover like the ones before, not to mention the sword he was holding was a fine piece of work as well. No weakling ever held on to a blade like that for long. Shame it wasn't his style. Slowly, Reggie took off his teashades, placing them in a small case and putting that inside one of his jacket's pockets before finally discarding the jacketcloak itself, letting it fall behind him dramatically. "Samurai? Ronin? In any case, someone worth my time at last" he said, drawing Belarios from its scabbard once more. "I accept your challenge! Come at me as you like!"
 
"THANKS FOR MENTIONING THE FACT THAT I HAVE A WEAKER UNDERCARRIAGE! I WANTED IT TO BE A SECRET BUT NOOOO!" Furas said in a huff, as it continued firing an arc, without caring at all for accuracy. Espinosa glanced back at Richter, "Well, he's doing fin-" She ducked down as the arc of fire was going towards her. The crab glanced towards the direction of the voice that yelled out his one of his secret weaknesses. "HEY...!" It ended its wild gun fire, and was shot in the joints of the furthest towards the front right legs, as few collapsed, as the Crab stood a bit more awkwardly leaning down towards the right, but otherwise appeared mostly the same in regard to stance. "I am not happy with my current position. I am askewed, and it feels weird! STOP SHOOTING AT MY LEGS, ALSO SURPRISE!" The Crab aimed the nozzle at Victor and blasted the green substance towards him. As some of it landed on the floor, it began thickening as stuck to the floor and began releasing an incredible heat. "I HOPE THEY WON'T TRY TO NEUTRALIZE IT BEFORE IT FINISHES THE INCUBATION PERIOD, WHERE IT BECOMES MOVABLE AN-" Robin quickly fired at the gooey substance, "Frostbolt." as the substance quickly hardened into ice. "YOU SASSY *****. NOTE TO SELF DO NOT ACTIVELY DESCRIBE WHAT THE SUBSTANCE CAN DO TO THE NEXT PEOPLE TO KILL! I WANTED IT TO COME ALIVE AND CHASE YOU AND THEN BURN YOU AND STUFF BUT NOOOOOO!" While that was going on Espinosa slid underneath the crab, and shot a few blue fire bolts at the under shell of it, leaving noticeable wounds. "THAT HURT..." Small vents on the legs opened up as a quick electrical charge was released.


"Gwa...-" Espinosa said with a grimace, as she was knocked down from the impact, as she quickly crawled back behind where the door, well door used to be but where a giant crab shaped hole was.
"OH, I SEE YOU BACK THERE!" Espinosa noticed that the crab had a similar face on the opposite side of the shell. "What would the point of a rotating turret be if I couldn't see stuff behind me? I mean that limits me a bit, and that wouldn't be fun!" Furas then returned to firing in a wide arc without caring for accuracy as it began rotating its turret to face Espinosa. "ANYWAY BACK TO THE GAME!" Furas paused disappointed as the song it played ended. "I need more tunes!" it then began playing





"TIME FOR YOU ALL TO DIE!"
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Susie again kept her eyes on Anya as she went to the box. As she brought a tea pot, and a sticky note which said water. She nodded, "Yes... and even a note of water creation. Uhm, I can activate it..." She said tapping her two index fingers together.


Meanwhile in the cockpit the other Abomination, Elizabeth quickly bear-hugged Francisco. Boris chuckled,
"You know these creatures have the same metal composition as you typically use. You aren't getting out of that easily. Plus the abomination can do this as long as it takes." She walked out of the cockpit with a struggling Francisco, and headed towards Susie. Boris quickly got in the cockpit as he held the controls. He tapped his ear-piece, "Francisco is caught, he shouldn't get out. I have the ship under control, I will pilot down to the nearest land-mass. Expect him on board soon... The Captain will love the 'chat' they are sure to have."  
The Neko peered at Reggie, with the same emotionless expression. "... Questions, I provide answers. One, formerly. Two, currently. Third statement I agree. Before I kill you, I ask, who are you?" The Neko kept his stance ready to fight the worthy opponent at a moment's notice, as he was aiming his katana towards Reggie's chest, as the blade was facing at a horizontal level.
 
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"Yes!" Anya cheered, sitting back down next to Lily.


"Can we have a tea party then?" she asked, smiling and tilting her head.


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"Ehh..." Richter considered the enemy carefully, then put Fluffy around a corner safe from stray gunfire. He tied the girl's wrists behind her back with his belt, and rounded the corner, using his blood to form a wicked looking oversized crab shell cracker.


"I'm in the mood for shellfish!" he shouted, and dashed, aiming for the beast's legs.
 
Victor held his arm out from the emanating heat. Then the crab just started blathering out what the heck it does, fortunate that Robin shut it down before it could do anything. Kinda a idiot crab really, and extremely annoying.


In the meantime, as it apparently had two faces, he ducked down into cover again, pondering what to do. So one of its legs were injured, what he wanted to do was to completely disable a entire side of it's mobility, letting it hang to one side, it wouldn't be able to rotate very well then, due to the fact that its better suited to move sideways, it meant that it needed both sides in order to rotate his body, so its front railguns strapped on facing forward, couldn't do anything then, leaving the arms and the turret left to seriously worry about.


It began to play more music, alright now this is getting a bit mocking that he can just blast music in the middle of a fight and still act like this.


Well with that thought out, he waited for its firing arc to move away again, trying to get any of the others, quickly jumping out rolling and into another piece of cover to get another angle. Waiting a bit for it to pass by again, then would quickly pop out and aim once more, trying to take out the other joints on the right side of the crab, trying to get a shot off again before it could try to spray at him.


Then Richter attempted to crack the crab, well that's handy ability he had.
 
Reggie slipped into a stance, legs at shoulder width, knees slightly bent and his sword pointing forwards and down towards the ground, leaving him seemingly open to attack. The fool's guard it was called, though whether the fool was the swordsman for leaving his upper body exposed or the enemy for falling for such an obvious opening was yet to be determined, a good way to test the samurai, no, the ronin's skill. "I sure hope you're not ashamed of your status. Either way, the name's Reggie Quinlan of the Aldebrandi Academy, currently enrolled in Oriens Aeternitas. I'll be sure to give your blade a good home if you die".
 
The Neko nodded. "I am not. I chose the path of a Ronin. I am Kagome Jurou. ... That is surname then first name. If you couldn't tell. I am of the Plagued Siren. I will be sure to give your blade a good home if you die." He quickly shifted his blade down to the lower hip, with the blade extending behind him, as he kept the pommel facing towards him. "... I insist that you make the first move. If you do not wish to make the first move, I will gladly strike first, as while patience may be a virtue, I will not simply keep us standing off waiting for the other to strike."


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"Really, you did a shellfish pun?" Furas said clearly unamused as it aimed it's nozzle towards Richter's feet and shot the goo substance at it, during his charge against him. "I may need to select tunes again fairly soon." He then fired a high powered blast of his turret towards Espinosa, and fired, taking a large chunk of the stairway passage, area behind the crab shaped hole in the wall with it. Espinosa, fortunately moved further towards the left as it was rotating. "... GET BACK HERE! I WILL DESTROY THE AREA AROUND YOU AND THEN WHAT? OH THAT'S RIGHT YOU DIE!" Victor successfully got another spray of shot, as the Crab leaned further down to the right. "OKAY THIS IS GETTING ANNOYING!" He returned to firing his gattling guns, with no regards for accuracy yet again. "If this keeps up, I may actually have to play seriously... THAT WOULD END THIS GAME TOO FAST FOR MY TASTES! I LIKE PLAYING EXTERMINATE, BUT YOU AREN'T DYING..." Furas said clearly annoyed at the situation.
 
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Victor brought his head down, huddling against the piece of furniture in the room. Looking over briefly seeing the firepower of that turret, alright, now he really wants that, but best be careful not to get in the firing line of it. Then Victor heard something in particular.


" If this keeps up, I may actually have to play seriously... "


Victor pondered this statement, then remember the top of his shell, who knows what else it was hiding.


He took in a breath.


" THE TOP OF THE SHELL LOOKS LIKE IT CAN COME OFF, I DON'T KNOW IF HE'S HIDING SOMETHING ELSE. "


He yelled out again, before slumping against his piece of cover, waiting a bit again. Not coming out for a bit as the others get his attention a bit more, just briefly glancing to see if it would wind up trying to aim its turret towards him, between moments where the fire lightened up on one side or another of his cover.
 
Reggie left his guard for a moment, scratching the back of his head with his left, right still grasping his longsword tightly. "Well...this is the first time someone hasn't taken the first strike when offered. Kind of awkward. Very nice of you though, I'll try my hardest not to kill you when I beat you. Very well, then". Once again grasping his sword with both hands, Reggie once again flashed his bloodthirsty grin before exploding towards the ronin, rapidly bringing his sword up to his left and unleashing a powerful diagonal stroke towards the neko's chest.
 
Richter did a small jump into the air, landing onto the slime, and using it as a lubricant to slide across the floor. He hooked his hand around a left leg, and twirled around, hugging his arms and legs onto the leg, then placing his oversized nutcracker on the appendage.


The vampire grinned, and pressed the handles together with all his strength.


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Robin popped up as the arc of bullets was lessened upon him. "So the shell comes off... Well, I think I know one way that could possibly be most efficient in removing that layer." "HEY STOP TELLING THEM STUFF! YOU ARE REVEALING LIKE, ALMOST ALL OF MY SECRET STUFF! WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF I TOLD EVERYONE ABOUT YOUR SECRETS!? THAT'S IT YOU DIE NOW!" Furas yelled as the turret began rotating towards Victor. Espinosa used this opportunity to slide back under the crab, and fire a few more blasts at it's undercarriage, before retreating back behind the hole in the wall, as the ports on the legs opened again. All the while Richter successfully broke another leg this time the left, as it somewhat balanced out in its position, as Robin flicked his wrist, while the opportunity was still there, as a powerful sound-wave struck against the container of ooze, which began pouring down upon the shell, as it was melting apart the guns, turret, and the entirety of the top shell. "WAAAGH..." The fire upon the group fell apart. The golem fell down towards the right side, as it seemingly did nothing.


Robin got up behind the cover and brushed himself up,
"Now we can see if it was lying about the incuba-"KIDDING ABOUT THE WHOLE BEING DEAD THING! ... Now playtime is officially over." Kuras shell part began manipulating the ooze, which became a dark brown and green mixture. "Well I wasn't expecting this to happen, few do it really." Kuras slammed two tendrils on the ground as it perched itself further up. "Usually, when the shell gets lifted, the substance beneath only does so much fun... But now, IT MERGED! One sticky strike, and I'll be burning your flesh off! IT IS TIME FOR REAL BATTLE MUSIC!" It played a





"I WILL END YOU ALL."
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Jurou quickly maneuvered his blade to parry Reggie's diagonal strike as he swung it upwards, clashing with the blade. He then spun around the side, moving his blade out of a parrying position with him, as he attempted to swing down a diagonal strike of his own towards Reggie's right shoulder.
"Well, let us see who will get the blade of the loser shall we?"


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Meanwhile back on the Cargo Ship, Elizabeth kept holding onto Francisco who was squirming and trying to weasel his way out of the hold, and much to his misfortune, his metal spike strikes did not stir the abomination to release its grip upon him. Boris continued flying the plane in his absence,
"Good idea making sure to tire him out. Wait a little longer before going back to Susie and getting the teleport back to the ship."


Susie glanced at Anya, "A tea-party... er I never really had a tea party before... Well I would like some tea, are there multiple cups? ER, I mean if you want any... I suppose..." Susie blushed a bit as she tapped her two index fingers together. A-are you supposed to let hostages have tea with you? I mean, I'm still keeping an eye on them... Chauncey returned to pondering upon some subject, as he looked deeply engrossed in some thought.


Meanwhile Snake kept his eye on the other three hostages, while fiddling around with the Fail-Not.
"So this toy... interesting." He then quickly switched to observing Skyia's spear. "Well... it is a spear."
 
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Victor saw the turret turning towards him and would jump out of the way attempting to avoid it, as it just began to just get beaten on by everyone. Hearing the thing fall onto the ground, he gets up, and looks over at the husk, frowning a bit seeing the guns melting, tis a shame, well at least its not going to be a problem anymor-


Then the thing yells out, alright, he's a bit of a attention hog. Turning the goo with some sort of brown substance into tentacles it seemed. Victor's eye was twitching, it couldn't even keep its guns for him to tear apart and use himself, instead now he's just resorting to tentacles as his super secret weapon... TENTACLES. Oh sure they can light things on fire, but what the ****, its irritating seeing that its is just tentacles. Nothing that could be useful to him, no, not at all, was this some sort of mockery towards precision firearms? His horrendous aim, and practical spray and pray EXTERMINATE technique that would do jack **** against a skilled group, or someone who could eat bullets for days. No technique, no skill, just using the whole use the whole big guns thing to kill everything, don't even bother aiming, and when they too dangerous, use mother****ing tentacles. Oh wow, you can burn things with them, well that's great, if there wasn't something in this room that wasn't effected by that, or the mage that could simply freeze them.


Victor just reached down, grabbing his sidearm, pulling it up and with a quick and efficient grace, aim towards the things eyes, even if it didn't effect the thing at all. As some sort of defiance for not using his damn eyes to shoot properly, and instead use the simple slap them about with my claws, and tentacles. Then getting ready to doge for a attack from the octocrab.


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Skyia huffs a bit. " Yes it is. " She says, just responding to Snake for some reason. Still not looking at him for some odd reason.
 
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The bullet hit the crab's eye with an incredible ease, as it did not even budge. "OH! IT'S LIKE THAT THEN SHOOTING A MAN IN THE FACE WELL HOW RUDE! To be fair, I said playtime was over." It's eyes began glowing as it shot a red lazer blast straight towards Victor. "Oh well, I can get a repair for the upper layer of the shell easily. Guns are fun sure, BUT LAZER EYES... Much more fun and sensible. Oh also... I just locked on." Farus twisted his claw out, as he opened the left section of it, revealing, an explosive launcher, as he fired the blasts towards Victor with an incredible aim and precision. Robin glanced as he fired a large white bolt at it, before it could strike him, as it exploded in the air, as shrapnel from the ceiling rained down upon them. "SEE THE TIME I AIM, SOMEONE HAS TO DO SOMETHING, TO MESS WITH IT. Oh well, I have more tricks to use, plenty of fun things to do, even when playing seriously."


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Snake held out the spear, and casually turned it around.
"It's not even that cool of a spear. That's a let down." he said with a sigh. "Now my spear, my spear is much cooler."
 
Anya sighed, and dug around the bags a little longer. She eventually found a very ornate teacup in Robin's bag, and wandered around to the cargo area.


She dug around, and eventually found a dusty package of red solo cups.


"Will these work?" she asked, sitting on Lily's lap once more. "I hope they do."


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"Your armor's off? Now I can attack your weakpoint for massive damage!" Richter declared, spinning his tool around wildly.


The blood morphed into an oversized scythe, which he zealously brought down into the crab's soft fleshy bits.
 
Victor moved out the way of the lasers seeing its eyes getting red. Then looking over to see its had a missle launcher, frick he doesn't have the time to mo-


Then Robin was able to shoot it before it got close. He began to move a bit around a bit, trying to stay a little on the move now. Looking for something that could take the laser shots to hide behind, while the others began to move. He would need to seriously thank that mage later. He stays quiet, unloading the clip in his pistol pulling out another and loading it up, a special enchanted set of rounds he was able to make.


High explosive detention enchantments on the tip, as they made contact with a surface at a specific pressure, usually being able to be obtained by contact from being fired by a gun, they would explode towards the target, attempting to create severe damage. It was his only clip he brought for this venture, holding 15 rounds in total Aiming it down at the crabs underside and fires a set of two rounds, right where Esponosa had stricken earlier.


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Skyia sighed. " How's it cooler? " She said, a little bitterly.
 
Richter easily brought down the over-sized blood scythe down upon the fleshier substance, that was merged with the goo, as Farus manipulated it to surround Richter, in an embrace. "Just because I am a..." It was then struck with Victor's explosive rounds, as large chunks of the molten underbelly fell apart. "NO! THOSE PARTS HELD ONTO ANOTHER PAIR OF GATTLING GUNS! YOU JERK! I WAS GOING TO DRAMATICALLY LOWER THEM AND FIRE UPON YOU WHEN I LOCKED ON!" Now, there was something noticeably shiny from the underbelly. "OH great, now the lower section of the core is expo- I mean, ... There is really no way explaining that away." Farus quickly manipulated a portion of the substance to coat the underbelly where it was. "THIS IS GETTING REALLY ANN-" Espinosa returned to firing a few blasts at the underbelly, as from the tendril, a smaller one caught her. "HA, NOW YO..." She smirked as she turned her hand into fire, and ran back towards the rest of the group. "... That is CHEATING!" Farus quickly rushed towards the group using its tendrils, as it produced several smaller and similar one that made a sweeping arcs, from side to side, and up and down, towards Robin, Victor and Espinosa.


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Snake chuckled,
"First off, mine is a barbed spear, making it excellent for hunting, as it gets stuck really good in the flesh. My barbed spear also has taken out several opponents in combat. And, the handle is made out of a more durable substance." He then paused for a moment, "And most importantly, because I said my spear is cooler."
 
Lily simply smiled as Susie revealed that she was sensitive about the nature of her magic, as Lily had guessed. Most nice necromancers were, and it was a good talking point if she wanted to get close.


Then Anya started to get into the conversation, which was good. It meant that she could take her mind off of everything that was happening, and it helped Lily out a lot. Anya was simply charming, and her adorable antics could reach the heart of even an insane Lovecraftian horror.


And of course, before Lily knew it they were planning a tea party. Which was actually a really good idea, especially considering that Susie seemed to enjoy tea. Anya scrounged together some things, occasionally returning to Lily's lap, and the Alraune looked on with a smile on her face.


"Even in a hostage situation, she suggests a tea party. And then makes it happen. She really does amaze even me sometimes."





"Well, I think we have pretty much everything we need," said Lily, clapping her hands together, "So let's get this tea party started."


Lily began setting everything up before turning to Susie.


"Now, if you could just make and heat the water, everything should be perfect."
 
Susie opened the tea-pot, as she carefully held it in her right hand, as she held the note with 'water' on it in the left. The note then proceeded to turn into little ash fragments, as the tea-pot was full of water. She then swished her left index finger, as the water began heating up. Chauncey glanced at it curiously, watching as bubbles were forming. "I hope that should work out..."
 
Reggie followed along with the ronin's moves, though rather than clash head on with the neko's blade he stepped back just outside the reach of his opponent's sword before carefully stepping back into the very limit of their fighting range, Tempest Strike notwithstanding, throwing a right handed stab and maximizing its reach by letting go of the hilt with his left. "We shall, though sadly your blade is not my style, I could never call it my sword".
 
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