Re: Floor B23 - South Sector 5, Riot Zone
"Oh, ok then." She dances two steps backwards, eyes wide and considering, and the swarm of nails bobs up beside he ear. "Um... so... you, the fat one... you... oh, you and you broke the forge! But it was a nice forge! I mean, why would you break it anyway, you could just open it, and then you just left it there all over... and you! Did... oh, ok, no, you were nicer than the others, so I'll only stab you later." Pause. "Or maybe let you run. Um. Do I still have to let them run?" The last bit is shouted up to the waiting 23. "They were mean at me! Said I was a demon!" But the steel and iron features were working a slow frenzy, and Kestrel nodded.
The shine is back now, a pale glimmer that warps down and across naked steel, leaving it seem... sharper? Lighter? But no, perhaps that was just a trick of the light, and now the nails were flurrying into Kestrel's clothes, tucking themselves into folds and pockets and the top of her boots. One nail slips cleanly through her top buttonhole, it's head sticking out to watch the action. She whispers to it; it refuses to budge.
Silly gods.
Um, who was it again? Oh, right. The big one! She hummed a brief ditty under her breath, stepping backward once more for a flourish and a bow. "Littlegod, this is for you."
And then she steps forward and vanishes.
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It's him first, of course, the big fat snarly one, big arms big thighs (I bet he eats a lot and a lot) probably wondering where she was so she pounds her buckler into his chin, his head goes up, head goes up big neck as well big jaw big everything and her blade dances neatly into the hollow between and neck and his mouth, crunch goes the sword, crunch goes his mouth, and then crunch crunch crunch go everything between his mouth and his brain. There's a little fountain of gore and stuff--no, not much brain, oh well--at the top when her blade peeks through, and his eyes start swelling blood and things, so she slides it out and goes for the next. Ew, no, wait, his teeth had been disgusting, so the rest of his mouth probably was, too. Poor sword. I'll clean you later, ok? As an afterthought, she reached out, and stuck a nail in his head. No, not her collarpinnail, don't be silly.
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Then she cut it off.
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One. Now, let's see... oh, you're two, right? You broke the forge. With him. Reversing the grip on her blade, Kestrel pats the man's soft belly, and brings her hand smoothly across its bulk. There was a moment when she wondered (vaguely) if his stomach would open and spill out all over her side, but she was still between moments--the line glimmered like a string of beads in the sun, slowly thickening and running together as the mouth yawned open and prepared to vomit itself.
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The second got a slice up instead, because Immy wasn't one to just repeat herself, but then the tip of the blade hooked on something deep inside and she had to pull and to pull to get it out, so it wasn't a pretty line anymore. Kinda like a drill passed through or something. Um. A small boreworm? They had all those little crystal teeth and things, right? Normally they'd only go for rock and soil and stuff, of course, but then people always said that they secretly liked to eat people, and that their very little ones would kinda tunnel up inside you and eat all the way in, and, um
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it'd probably look like that, wouldn't it? Except, of course, boreworms spat out a lot of stuff, so the hole would be more... filled in, something. Like soft earth. Um. Minced stuff? Ew. She almost doesn't make the hit, blade falling perhaps a little shorter than it should have, so she makes do instead with a cut cross his back. No spinning body of doom, sigh.
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And the last one, for tradition, gets his heart cut out. There is a moment, like time stitching itself back together, and she... is still again, grinning with a slightly manic glee. "Ta da!"
Then things start to explode.
[Private to GM: 1wp, activating Combo. I need to name it. Another 5m 1wp on Iron Whirlwind.
6m for Forge, +2 to Accuracy, + 2 to Damage. Damage die is 4L + 2 Forge + 2 Str + 2 OrichalBracers
Total spent: 11m, 2 wp. Personal 4/15, Peripheral 35/35, WP 7/9
17:22, Today: Immaculate Kestrel rolled 13 successes using 15d10 with the White Wolf Exalted system with a target of 7 with rolls of 8,10,8,10,3,5,6,2,7,3,5,10,7,10,9. Oh, great, it's 15 die.
17:22, Today: Immaculate Kestrel rolled 7 successes using 15d10 with the White Wolf Exalted system with a target of 7 with rolls of 6,9,8,2,9,2,8,5,4,6,7,8,8,3,6. 2.
17:22, Today: Immaculate Kestrel rolled 8 successes using 15d10 with the White Wolf Exalted system with a target of 7 with rolls of 7,7,9,3,2,6,9,9,3,10,5,5,9,4,1. 3.
17:22, Today: Immaculate Kestrel rolled 8 successes using 15d10 with the White Wolf Exalted system with a target of 7 with rolls of 2,4,7,9,5,10,4,5,8,4,10,3,5,7,3. 4.
17:22, Today: Immaculate Kestrel rolled 6 successes using 15d10 with the White Wolf Exalted system with a target of 7 with rolls of 10,10,3,6,3,2,1,4,4,4,7,8,5,5,5. 5.
17:22, Today: Immaculate Kestrel rolled 8 successes using 15d10 with the White Wolf Exalted system with a target of 7 with rolls of 7,6,1,5,7,8,10,2,6,6,5,9,9,3,8. 6. ]
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