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Day 163, Closed | WE HUNT!
Who: Colin Starfury, everyone who responded to his rallying cry
What: Hunting a Gasfella for a fallen friend
When: Day 163, "Oh God" Early
Where: The Skyway
Format: Whatever the heck you want, we're all big kids here
Open: Closed to those who responded.
Warnings: Violence, oh boy is there gonna be violence. Also, this thing has killed one person already, so there's that.
He'd gathered his crew. He'd interviewed Rin. He'd examined Night's body, the wounds she'd suffered. He had all the evidence he'd be able to get here, and now it was time to head out. He'd grabbed his pistols and an ammo belt, wearing both openly. Also, he'd fashioned a bandolier some time ago to carry grenades, and today was the first time he was going to wear it out.
He wasted no time in getting everyone who said they wanted to come. He was mindful of the residents who didn't want anything to do with it, those who needed only to sleep and mourn. But for those who were going to hunt this thing down, Colin was there, waking them from their rest and rousing them to meet at the Skyway entrance.
There, he set out what was coming in what he hoped was easily understandable terms.
"Okay everyone," he announces. "Our first stop is where this all went down. We need to find more information so we can track down the creature. Rin tells me it was a BIG Gasfella, different coloration than the ones we normally see out there. She'd tried to talk to it, and it attacked them mercilessly. It didn't want them there."
His eyes narrowing, he continues. "So we're going there, we're going to find what it was guarding, and then we're going to find it. We are going to give it one chance to surrender, and if it does anything other than lay down its weapon and put its hands in the air, we are going to kill it so certainly that it will have to crawl into its afterlife."
He looks at Nanaki briefly, then he looks at Paarthurnax and Alucard. "Again I'm going to say... No eating this thing. It tore apart two full-power demons, I don't want anyone getting close enough for a hug, because that will open you up to all kinds of hurt," he explains. "We can inflict plenty of harm WITHOUT opening ourselves up to close range attacks."
What: Hunting a Gasfella for a fallen friend
When: Day 163, "Oh God" Early
Where: The Skyway
Format: Whatever the heck you want, we're all big kids here
Open: Closed to those who responded.
Warnings: Violence, oh boy is there gonna be violence. Also, this thing has killed one person already, so there's that.
He'd gathered his crew. He'd interviewed Rin. He'd examined Night's body, the wounds she'd suffered. He had all the evidence he'd be able to get here, and now it was time to head out. He'd grabbed his pistols and an ammo belt, wearing both openly. Also, he'd fashioned a bandolier some time ago to carry grenades, and today was the first time he was going to wear it out.
He wasted no time in getting everyone who said they wanted to come. He was mindful of the residents who didn't want anything to do with it, those who needed only to sleep and mourn. But for those who were going to hunt this thing down, Colin was there, waking them from their rest and rousing them to meet at the Skyway entrance.
There, he set out what was coming in what he hoped was easily understandable terms.
"Okay everyone," he announces. "Our first stop is where this all went down. We need to find more information so we can track down the creature. Rin tells me it was a BIG Gasfella, different coloration than the ones we normally see out there. She'd tried to talk to it, and it attacked them mercilessly. It didn't want them there."
His eyes narrowing, he continues. "So we're going there, we're going to find what it was guarding, and then we're going to find it. We are going to give it one chance to surrender, and if it does anything other than lay down its weapon and put its hands in the air, we are going to kill it so certainly that it will have to crawl into its afterlife."
He looks at Nanaki briefly, then he looks at Paarthurnax and Alucard. "Again I'm going to say... No eating this thing. It tore apart two full-power demons, I don't want anyone getting close enough for a hug, because that will open you up to all kinds of hurt," he explains. "We can inflict plenty of harm WITHOUT opening ourselves up to close range attacks."
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It's not the smell that's keeping him back here. Really it isn't. ...Well, okay, maybe it is a little because of the smell, but he does need to actually breathe to cast spells.]
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There's enough fire down there still that she could probably work with it. At the moment, she's taking some of the wind that Paar's wings stir up and guiding it toward the gasfella. One hand free, just in case, and a quick spin of her fingers will cause a whirlwind to disorient it if the creature goes after Colin.
"I will cause it to get a bit windy for the creature if he tries to follow him. I don't think we'll need that rock.."
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Someone going to catch him?]
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He's gonna try though, as he exhales a blast of steam and charges off in that direction, hauling with everything he can muster with such a large body. There's also the matter of the strange voice in his head, but he can't be sure about that. Not when everything is so chaotic and someone is in immediate danger.
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She's already seen how this fight will go, barring any huge changes as a result of her warnings, so she knows where not to stand. But there's too much going on at once. Everyone is shouting and fighting, and it's hard for Nanaki to keep focused. But somehow she does see that Raimundo fell and is skidding off the Skyway, and she focuses in on that.
Sorry Colin, she's taking off running towards where Raimundo is falling. Ryu will probably get there before her, but she's still going to try.
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For the first time in the battle, it looks... conflicted. As much as a Gasfella possibly can look, anyway. Kitten might get some more words, but they don't seem necessarily directed to her as something the Gasfella just seems to be 'muttering' to itself.
Mine, mine, mine, mine...
It's obviously fighting the urge to retreat now that its weapon has been robbed from it. Its hooded head jerks back and forth as it does its best to keep an eye on every member of the group, not knowing who to focus on most. At Colin's words, however, it snaps its head towards the engineer and bends down to grab a hefty stone that fits well in its palm. The action is distinctly threatening, although it's hard to say if it's focusing on Colin because it understands to some degree what he's saying.... or if Colin is just the loudest motherfucker on this piece of land right now with the rest scattered as they are.
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Without a second thought, Ippo dashed past the Gasfella and skidded in front of his friend, putting his hands up and tensing up as he prepared to smash the rock to bits should it be thrown; maybe a useless gesture, but he'd rather Colin have someone between him and a potential projectile than not at all.]
Alright...it's not attacking now, maybe we can end this without any more injuries now.
[That hurt him...it hurt him inside to say that about the Gasfella, the creature he wanted dead more than anything in the world; but Colin was right, Night wouldn't want him to become so bent on revenge that he was blind to the truth of things. Obviously, this Gasfella had something it was protecting that was worth killing over...Ippo just wanted to know what exactly it was.]
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H-Hey! A little help here! Please?!
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"Don't like that plan of mine, do you, Fluffy? Or maybe you just realize I'm the one giving the orders?" he asks, his expression turning wicked. "Tell you what. Drop the rock, and talk to us, or we'll just see where this plan takes us. I don't often give murderers a second last chance to screw me over. What's it gonna be, Fella? Gonna play nice now? Or do you think you've got what it takes to bring me down where so many others have failed? Do you really feel that lucky?"
He lowers his pistol, his feet still ready to dodge. He's watching the Gasfella very closely. He calculates the odds of it actually lowering the rock at about 2 percent, but he will not go back to the Bastion without saying he tried.
Honestly, he expects that rock to fly at his head.
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...What is it saying?
Because wow, Colin, do you never shut UP. That is a lot of words, and it seems the Gasfella understands very few, if any, of them. Either way, it seems to decide it doesn't care for all that chatter so, yes, Colin, your predictions are very right.
There is a large rock flying at your head.
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Then she rounds on the Gasfella, scales going red in anger and smoke streaming from her nostrils. They were the antagonists before. She could hold her temper. But Colin is a friend, one of the only ones she has here. Kitten is careful to speak so that everyone can hear her, her anger obvious. "He was telling you to drop the rock if you wanted to talk rather than fighting! It was an offer of truce!" A very rude one, but an offer nonetheless. "WHAT ARE YOU PROTECTING?!"
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I don't think it understands us...but maybe it'll understand actions.
[It was worth a try, and at the very least it could only lead to horrific injuries; totally worth it, right? Ippo took a step forward and began to undo his Gauntlets, slowly setting them both on the ground as he raised his hands in front of him; both palms extended towards the Gasfella to show he was rather unarmed as he approached slowly and spoke even slower. Maybe it wouldn't understand him, but maybe it would understand the intention behind his words; or maybe Kitten would bother translating for him. Either way, his voice was softspoken, but definitely clear enough to be understood.]
Mr. Gasfella...sir. I'm putting down my weapon, I...I'm done fighting you. Right now...I just want to know why you felt the need to...to...
[His voice hitched in his throat, he hadn't exactly admitted to himself that Night was dead since the incident; as if holding off saying it would somehow magically bring her back, or that she would be awake and apologizing for worrying everyone when he got back. That's now how things were though, she was gone and she wasn't coming back...just saying it in his head was enough to make the tears flow freely, but he wasn't going to back down from the Gasfella now, not when it was right there in front of him.]
Why did my friend have to die?
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Now, though, she's moving back in, hoping to be close enough to snag this fool out of the way of the attack she's sure is going to come. Zuko doesn't believe those hesitations on the Gasfella's part have involved any consideration of not harming them; it was just reconsidering its odds against them. Ippo is offering himself up as an easy mark, and it'll weaken their fighting strength.
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For someone who looks tiny, she has quite a bit of upper-body strength.
"Come on, I've got you."
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Score one for insufficiently resourced actions.
Frowning, Colin looks around to take count of his assets. Three temporarily indisposed, one acting foolish, and a few more in position to actually do something. "Zuko! If it moves for Ippo, burn its eyes!" he shouts. "Paar! Nanaki still seemed worried about something from above! Watch yourself, but try and put a shot into its back! Tris! You too!"
He turns his attention back to the rocks, running a scan for biological and chemical presences. "Alucard, translate for me! Tell it that its mother clearly failed in raising it right, and that if I wanted to fight a giant, hulking, stinking half-wit, I'd have stayed in my dimension and fought Bulrathi!"
Finally, he moves his hand to prepare a grenade, and he starts towards the rock formation. "Kitten, with me! I want someone watching my back over here!" he calls out.
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He examines the rest of the battlefield in the meantime, steam rising from his mouth. He lets out a rumbling growl, glancing in Colin's direction. Most of his dragon forms don't allow him to speak normally, so he's hoping Colin will catch that Ryu is looking to him for what to do next. He's none too pleased with Ippo letting his guard down, but if the Gasfella makes a move, then Ryu can give it another gust of ice or present himself as a bigger target. That pickaxe may have been able to crack the armor on his back, but the Gasfella seems a bit less dangerous without it.
At the same time, Ryu can feel a familiar sense of displacement. The transformation will only last so long, so he's hoping whatever he needs to do with it can be done before it runs out.
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She thinks for a moment, then offers as she reaches his side, "I can make you invisible, if that would help." Unless Colin protests, Kitten will put a subtle and fairly complicated illusion spell over him, making him vanish from view.
The small dragon will also warn their companions of what she's doing, so that no one worries when they can't see him. Kitten can sense her own magic as easily as breathing. She won't lose track of Colin and can make sure that no one's attacks take them near him.
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Which isn't to say it's actually calm. In fact, there's still that air of hostility and aggression hanging about it like a heavy cloak. If its attempts at weaponry hadn't been thwarted time and time again, it's probably obvious to the group that the enormous creature would still be making a go at separating their various body parts from one another. As it is... While there's still its fists, it's obviously not comfortable without a mining tool in its hand. To Ippo's good fortune, it just hovers in place and gives him dirty looks although its hunched shoulders belays its uncertainty.
Its gaze goes from the Raimundo rescue effort to Ippo and back again a few times as it tries to gauge the situation, not immediately answering Kitten's questions or even commenting on the dubious offer of a truce considering the OBVIOUSLY untrustworthy individual. The hostility radiating from it only seems to get more noticeable when it glances to Alucard and Zuko.
Guess which one of you are on its shitlist. Guess.
So many people to keep track of means it does lose track of Colin for that one moment, but the second it realizes where the man is heading- Kitten and Alucard are going to get a terrifying scream.
LIARS! LIARS FULL OF FILTH AND RUIN! GET AWAY, GET AWAY, IT DOESN'T MATTER, I WILL KILL YOU It whirls around only to crumple a bit it seems, one hand going to its gut. The momentary pain doesn't distract it for long; no more ax means less weight. More things to do with its hands. It bends down, fingers digging into the earth before it suddenly launches itself forward back towards the rocks its so aggressively defending. This makes for a faster way of traveling than just floating along, especially with the Gasfella's immense upper body strength.
GET AWAY!
If Colin can manage to ignore the giant Gasfella bearing down on him in short time, then his scan might pick up that these are definitely the sort of rocks that belong deep underground instead of floating in the air. There's also something else deep within the large piece of former cave- seems like the sort of composition Shards usually have. Considering Windbags are like pinatas full of Shards, this is probably not surprising. The energy of the shards does seem to be blocking something else, however... Hard to tell this far away even for Colin's advanced tech.
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[Whelp, that definitely looked like a clear case of fission mailed; the sudden movement snapped Ippo out of his sadness and on pure instinct he was pushing himself back to slide next to his gauntlets, the weapons getting snatched back onto his arms in record time...he'd had plenty of time to practice before they left after all. Whatever headway they had made...it just seemed like the Gasfella was more interested about the rocks it was protecting rather than being any kind of civil...whelp, at least he could say he tried.
Now it was time to focus on keeping the rest of the people here alive, and considering it was bearing down on Colin, Ippo acted as fast as he could. With a slight weave of his body to get some centrifugal force going, he leaned on the balls of his feet and dashed forward; his momentum carrying his dash far quicker than he might normally move as he dashed off towards Colin and the Gasfella. He wasn't worried that Colin could hold things down until he got there, but with this new hesitation in his heart, he would have liked to know just what the stakes in this fight really were...]
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[Which he probably does, to be honest. Still, Paarthurnax calls to his rider.]
Strunjud.
[Just that- he has a feeling she knows how to handle herself just fine.]
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As it happens, Colin has plenty of tricks up his sleeves. Heck, at the moment, he's got a trick in his hand. He's been cooking a grenade for a couple of seconds, and now that the Gasfella is coming after him, he breaks into a full run.
"EVERYONE! COVER YOUR EYES!" he shouts as he runs, dropping the grenade so that anything following him will run right into it. "FLASH GRENADE OUT!"
For a second, nothing happens. Then the flashbang detonates, with a blinding flash of light and a crack of sound not unlike a thunderclap. Colin was expecting it, and the sound is still enough to make him cringe as he runs.
Anyone looking right at it, or too close to it, will not be enjoying their senses for the moment.
And as for Colin, well, he's just going to keep running for the rocks. If nothing else, they'll provide a little more cover to hamper the Gasfella's ease of attack. He's seen these readings before...
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She opens her eyes cautiously and improves her camouflage before taking off after Colin. He has a head start, and Kitten's legs aren't long. Keeping up with Colin was hard enough. Catching up is harder, and she's grateful for four legs to balance on.
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