#kowaijiji

[herothrone]

kowaijiji liked your post:-He hasn’t shown his tits around here in a while....

Ah, greetings to you, O King. Faring well, I hope?

[flow-or-crash]

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(She has her hand on the planchette, as if it’s actually going to work.)

....So how do I...? Uh....

Hey Spirits! If you’re out there, can you give us a sign!? What’s your name?! Do I gotta like... invite you inside? Wait, that’s vampires-- 

[kaminarininoru]

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[You.]

[They rain down upon you like a pack of hungry wolves. Teeth bite onto you as eyes focus angrily upon your form. They squirm over you like worms, biting and attempting to drain you of any mana they can.]

[ladyarjuna]

STUPID, USELESS COMPASSION.

She’s stuck here. If she lets up on the Beast, it’ll follow them all deeper in and they’ll only die tired. By the way, that needs another good hit. Should keep it in range of Hassan, though. Just a little move into position and-- perfect. 

But if no one follows bonebag and Hanabi, all might be lost--

[kouryujin-blog]

"You don't need healing."

“But I do!”

[herothrone]

The barrier is down.

The refugees have long since scattered upon seeing the doomsday pyramid come crashing down against the forcefield. The resulting explosion obliterates the fortress’s protection and also has the benefit of blowing all the closest guards away in the resulting explosion. Hopefully, the Hassans were not likewise blown away.

Before the airship can come any closer, though, a bolt of lightning streaks from the tower towards you. Being just out of range, you only take a glancing blow to the wing, but it’s enough to force a rough landing towards the inner parts of the city.

The city, which, despite all of its glamourous architecture, seems shockingly empty. There are no screaming, terror-stricken citizens fleeing from the attack. There is nothing at all except for beautiful facades all over. You do shatter some of the intricately-wrought windows on the way down, but...

This place is a ghost town. 

[flow-or-crash]

Zone ???

You’ve caught her in a brief moment alone. A short reprieve, before the next batch arrives, or she’s needed to bring more to life. And she’s making full use of it, sobbing loudly and not caring who sees.

“...?”

Until you’ve been seen. 

".͡.jì..͘.̶j̀i.́..̴"̸

The way she calls for you, rasping out that nickname...

are you putting down a threat, 

or putting her out of her misery?

[kaminarininoru]

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Oh my, shall we have a repeat of last time; Grand Assassin? Your head was so lovely. I can see why you request them so often.

[He simply smiles at him. This is taunting at it’s finest.] 

[ladyarjuna]

In case you're wondering exactly who this is, it is a Greg.

wait I thought that blonde guy in the gold armor was Greg? 

[thatsmissodangotoyou]

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(Oh great, now she’s really screaming.)

[herothrone]

~~CAMELOT BEGINS~~

As promised, it is a little bit past sundown once the Rayshift is complete. And the surroundings seem peaceful enough: a wide-open rolling field, with sparse trees and a few signs of civilization - dirt roads, cut tree stumps, the occasional broken wagon wheel left to rot on the side of the road. No enemies in sight or in sensory perception. It’s about as safe a location as one could hope for. 

To the far west, there’s a glimmer on the horizon, likely the last rays of the sun reaching over the end of the world: it silhouettes a great fortress, behind whose walls there rises a castle that could give the Tower of Babel a run for its money. And to the far east, there’s a different kind of glimmer - bright lights glimmering like the stars in the sky, but artificially. Not the glow of torches or lanterns, but something clearly indicative of electricity. An odd mix of opposing technological levels.

With a little effort, the Crystal Exarch erects a miniature version of his Crystal Tower, big enough to provide both physical and magical shelter, as well as an escape from the nippy breeze of late autumn in Britain’s cool, damp climate.

It is quiet.

[flow-or-crash]

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(What a dirty business... for an ancient assassin, are you really prepared to kill someone who called you jiji so openly?)

[kaminarininoru]

kowaijiji liked your post

[They remember you! You hurt her, you hurt them. They’re swarming over to you, laughter emanating from their grotesque form. Ten, twenty, they seem to be multiplying purely to overtake you with their numbers instead of strength.]

[Claws raise as three of them pounce upon you.]

[ladyarjuna]

kowaijiji liked your post: [For a moment, there is peace.]  [It’s already...

[And, at the top of your first ascent...] 

[There is a door. And a fast, blood-pumping rhythm pulsing through the door.]