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| HellAvatar | May 15 2012, 07:17 PM Post #541 |
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The Arena: Empire State Building By the time he had a visitor, Lavan's preparations were already well under way. Of course, he was only one pair of rather manic hands, but he was nonetheless a tireless bundle of energy and could go on for hours. A regular energizer bunny with red hair and too much singing. And not enough drums. Wondering exactly why he was thinking about energizer bunnies and drums in the first place, the redhead jumped away from the fuse box as it began to spark, his energy re-routing working perfectly as instead of powering the cameras, the electrical wiring now went into powering some of the... OTHER systems that he managed to "include" in the package. He knew that he had the devil's luck. Hell, half of the reason he was so well-prepared in the first place was because once he got into the basement and the foundation of the building, he found a supply stash in the garage, and it included a vast majority of what he needed, and a lot of things he DIDN'T need. Things like a pair of oven mitts, a scarf, a large crate of women's underthings... And toothbrushes. No, wait... The toothbrushes could be put to use. So could the scarf. And he'd PROBABLY have a use for the underthings too. Coming up with a variant on his already convoluted scheme, Lavan hummed loudly as he strolled down the side of the building, supported by a long rope around his middle and a crank at the top as he lowered himself down to the first floor to start preparations for various traps and gadgets... And noticed Thunder before he actually came through the window. He paused. Stared. Blinked for a second. And then slowly started to move back up the wall. He didn't want to fight. Not yet. If he had to fight here, he would not have the space or the equipment to keep his opponent subdued. And he would damage some of his innovations! With the second being the primary reason, he began to run quickly through plan after plan... And decided that no, he would just take care of this. Repelling off the wall, he let out a loud Indian call and slammed through the remains of the window, right into the room Thunder was in! Grant you, Lavan didn't really look like Lavan anymore. Dressed in tattered and extremely brief clothing, ripped apart from the clothing stash amongst the supplies, he now looked more like a Native American. With feathers in his red hair, war paint lined across his arms, legs torso and face, he made quite the sight. Added to this was a large belt across his chest and waist, covered in wrapped sticks that looked more like coin packets... |
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| GoldenSama | May 16 2012, 11:55 PM Post #542 |
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[The Arena] “She’s allowed to watch the Games.” Connor said to Chloe, though he wasn’t sure he wanted to tell Chloe the reason. As they neared the building, Connor rushed to the door. It was locked – probably on design by the Gamemakers, but Connor quickly grabbed a large rock from the ground and shattered the glass, reached inside, and opened it. “Come on.” He said as he hoisted the door open. […] An enormous mutant crab suddenly burst forth from the water and jumped towards Shipper, snapping its claws viciously. The Enclave always made sure to put several mutated animals all throughout the Arena ahead of time. [Legion Territory] Two of the Legionnaires were struck with bolts of electricity, and they went down writhing in pain. A third slashed forward, but Nix vanished away. Kuo fired a few shots, and Nina jumped to hide behind a rock. “You paid for a guide, not a bodyguard!” Nina shouted back. |
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| AGodofIrony | May 17 2012, 02:42 PM Post #543 |
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-Legion Territory- “Look, Nina, either you can help us fight,” Zeke said, eying down his line of sight at a Legionnaire, firing a few shots, “Or you can hope we can take these guys and you're not left to fend for yourself...” He fired a few more shots. Unlike the others Zeke had no abilities...but he wasn't too bad with a gun. -Rebellion HQ- “New York City,” Old Man Sensei said, pointing towards it on a map, “I've explored it's ruins a couple decades ago. In the old world it was a very busy place. Strange it was completely empty though...” He rubbed his chin, shrugging, “My memories a bit rusty, but we know where it is...and I may be able to guess where they'd put their shield generators.” He smiled a bit, turning back to Hsu, “I know you just got here, but it may look like we'll be leaving soon. We need to find my number two, Nanami, and talk to Michael. And...” The old man turned, “Jimi! You should go and get your family. We may need your father's mechanical expertise.” Jimi looked up, having been looking over a few devices the Rebellion had acquired. He nodded. “Alright...” Jimi said, then hurried off. -Spork Residence- “He's just trying to help Kxs...I'm sure Hammah has some kind of plan,” Agoi said to Colette. He knew getting Colette to leave now would be impossible. “Hammah's very clever. I know he's figured something out...” Agoi sighed. -Fancy Party- “Ah, hello Jason,” Samuel said, turning to the young man. Samuel was, technically, Jason's godfather, an honor Kain had bestowed on him before he died. “There's someone I know who was interested in sponsoring Melanie and Galv. I thought I'd bring Kanna over to talk with him. He's an...old acquaintance of mine...” -The Arena- Hammah gulped. At this time he really wished he had his dad's or brother's ability. Or his mother's ability. Or anyone's, really. He wasn't very picky at the moment. Maybe though... “Ohhh, you got endurance?” Hammah said, scratching his head, “Sounds like a pretty lame power! Kxs here can fire solar beams, like you saw! And me, you don't want to even know my ability. You'll wish you never picked a fight with us!” Bluffing probably wasn't going to work with this. But he was going to try anyways. “Well it's your unlucky day then,” Maize said, glaring at Shizou, “My name is Maize Vire! I have my father's strength!” She then shot forward, surprisingly fast, pulling back her right fist to attack him! Galv had his back turned to Melanie. It never even occurred to him that she might try to attack him, to take him out in the Games. It simply wasn't something he considered a possibility. “Let's try here...” Galv said to Melanie. He paused, then kicked open a door, walking inside and looking around. It seemed like it might be a good place to hole up. Then he heard something growling in the darkness. “Red haired boy disturbing me! I kill now!” Galv was suddenly thrown backwards, something yelling as it burst outside. A green Super Mutant burst outside, looking around and roaring. It's eyes settled on Melanie. “Another puny human! I'll smash you now!” the Super Mutant roared, and charged at the girl! At the Empire State Building, Thunder had been expecting a number of things. Maybe a trap, a monster, another Tribute. But he wasn't expecting a near naked Lavan, screaming and jumping through a window at him. Just one of those things one doesn't consider. Except maybe Nanami. So he reacted, turning and holding up his hand. He snapped, something which normally shouldn't really do anything. But Thunder had a determined look on his face, focusing on his ability...Sound manipulation. The single snap's sound waves were increased exponentially, creating a powerful wave of sound at Lavan, attempting to force him backwards! |
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| GameandWatch | May 17 2012, 02:56 PM Post #544 |
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Rebellion HQ Hsu smirked. "Empty? When you visited? Well this is why!" He waves a hand at the screen. "It all makes sense. The Enclave was clearing it out and preparing it for these games." Hsu shook his head now. "The Enclave is a much bigger threat than the Legion...this much is clear." He crosses his arms. "The shield generators...right. We'll put them down...wasn't sure you were willing to this early in the games." Not far from HQ "Nanami!" Grassi calls out as the small group walks out. There were only two rebels with Three Dog and Grassi. The rest were clearing out the tower they found. Grassi needed Nanami...just a bit of propaganda before the Rebel's big move. With the games underway..it wouldn't be long. "You out there?" He continues. The Arena Shipper lets out a frightened yelp, backing off a bit. He stomps the ground, sending a cluster of stones at the beast, hoping to send it back from whence it came. ----- Shizuo grunts, catching her fist and blocking it. With a quick snap, he pushed her away. He felt his blood boiling with anger. He felt his body begin to work itself. She was stronger than the normal person. So he wouldn't have to hold back! He swings his sign at her like bat, putting plenty of power into the swing. He grit his teeth as he did so, hoping to smash her face in and be done with it. Legion Territory Cole swung his Amp at the Legion, infusing it with electrical energy..hoping to give him quite the shock. |
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| Knucxsonia | May 17 2012, 04:00 PM Post #545 |
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Arena KxS bit her lip. Hammah was lying. And not very well. "Hammah, you better have a plan," she thought. She wasn't going to let him get hurt because of a lie like that. She had her hands ready for attack in case this guy didn't fall for Hammah's fib. Game Center Shimera tried very, very hard not to groan loudly. Her patience was running low and all she could do was watch the little dot that marked Cess as it moved around the screen of the device in her hands. What was taking that man so long, anyway? She sighed softly to keep herself from groaning of boredom. |
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| Crystal Rose | May 17 2012, 05:40 PM Post #546 |
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Fancy Party Jason looked to Kanna, who gave a short nod. It seemed as if his mother trusted Samuel's decision and Jason had no reason not to himself. So instead of questioning it, the young man nodded and pulled off his suit jacket, handing it to his mother. "Alright then, but at least cover up some. You're going to catch cold" Kanna rolled her eyes, but accepted the gesture, placing the coat over her shoulders. Jason definitely had got his frame from his father, as the coat just about swallowed Kanna. "Be back soon" Kanna said, following Samuel out of the main hall. This left Jason alone. He gave a sigh, and turned his attention to one of the many large television screens showing the games....No sight of Melanie yet... The Arena Chloe raised a brow, climbing through the broken window and into a dusty building. "Ooooh wow. So the Avox gets to play with the fat-cats now! I bet she appreciates you pulling those strings! What did you make her do to get out of servant duty?" Chloe was just joking, but her sense of humor wasn't very funny. More cynical and sarcastic. [...] In a blur Galv was thrown back and Melanie gave a little scream, totally caught off guard by what had just happened. The second she recovered from the shock she threw up her hands and formed balls of cold, dark energy. Instantly she started throwing blasts at the creature! Spork Residence "I hope you're right" Colette muttered "He looks scared...." That was a VERY scary concept to Colette. Her brothers weren't suposed to be scare of anything! |
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| GoldenSama | May 17 2012, 05:58 PM Post #547 |
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[Legion Territory] Nina sighed, grabbing the pistols from her belt. “Fine Zeke, but I’ll be needing some extra pay for this. We can take it out of your cut.” Nina jumped up and fired several shots, hitting two of the attackers! The one that Cole hit was knocked down, electrocuted, and he stopped moving. There was only one Legionnaire left, but he turned and ran, suddenly frightened by their display of powers! [Near HQ] Nanami was out in the woods. She was standing in a clearing in the middle of the thick of the forest, her eyes closed. She held her bow in one hand, and had her other down at her side. She seemed to be listening to everything around her. Then, suddenly, she spun around, drew and arrow and fired it… … and it went just an inch over Grassi’s head. She paused when she noticed him and swore. “I told you. Don’t bother me when I’m out here.” [Arena] The Mirelurk clicked its claws and rushed forward, trying to reach Shipper, when the stones suddenly slammed into it. The beast let out a clicking sound, but it was undeterred, and it rushed forward, claws raised! […] Connor rubbed the back of his neck as they walked up the stairs of the decrepit old building. “Well… I made a bet. With Augustus Autumn.” Connor gulped, feeling like he had already said way too much. |
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| Crystal Rose | May 17 2012, 07:38 PM Post #548 |
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Arena Chloe paused, looking at the back of Connor's head for a moment. He had made a promise a head Peacekeeper...Wait, when did THAT conversation happen!? "Woooow, no offense but i'm surprised you're still alive" Chloe said, continuing on. She then spotted something. "A bag!" Chloe exclaimed excitedly, rushing over to the large knapsack |
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| AGodofIrony | May 17 2012, 07:58 PM Post #549 |
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-Game Center- The Games had begun, and everyone was paying close attention to their monitors, helping Cess move steathily. He stopped inside the main room. There were guards in powered armor standing around, watching the engineers at work. He saw a number of screens, all showing various Tributes. Cess frowned, producing a small bug, and headed towards the Head Game Maker... Outside the door Shimera was hiding behind were footsteps... “I think it's in here...” a voice said, and the doorknob began to move... -Rebellion HQ- “I want to go as soon as possible...the longer we delay, the more Tributes will die in there. The Games tend to last longer then they did in my time, but still, for every life lost...” Old Man Sensei sighed, shaking his head, “But I do understand the importance of waiting. If we go in unprepared, then we lose everything...” -Legion Territory- “Hey, just saying you can help us, or take your chances. You've been to Vegas ain't yah? It's a gamble!” Zeke smirked, putting away his hand gun and producing a sniper rifle, getting down and taking aim. “I'll try to just wound him...” Zeke told Cole, then opened fire, aiming for the Legionnaire's legs! -Fancy Party- “Jason seems like a good lad...” Samuel said idly as he lead Kanna into a private room. Inside was an older man. His hair was graying, but it was once a very vibrant shade of red, just now a little muted. He had green eyes, also a little muted now. He smiled a bit as Kanna and Samuel entered, getting up. “Ahhh...you must be Mrs. Narroh. Or is it Ms. Narroh?” the man asked, “My name is Tuirill. Galvan Tuirill. A member of the Enclave...And young Galv's maternal grandfather. I must say, if your daughter is as anywhere near as stunning as you, I can see why he fell for her.” -Arena- Hammah gulped. At this time he really wished he had his dad's or brother's ability. Or his mother's ability. Or anyone's, really. He wasn't very picky at the moment. Maybe though... “Ohhh, you got endurance?” Hammah said, scratching his head, “Sounds like a pretty lame power! Kxs here can fire solar beams, like you saw! And me, you don't want to even know my ability. You'll wish you never picked a fight with us!” Bluffing probably wasn't going to work with this. But he was going to try anyways. Maize was pushed back, raising an eyebrow slightly. “Ohhh, impressive,” she grinned, “Never met anyone but my dad who could go toe to toe with my strength! Almost makes me sad I have to kill you...” Her hands shot up, catching the sign as Shizou brought the sign around like a bat, bending the metal. “Come on, using a weapon? Really warriors fight with their body!” Maize said, glaring at him, “Or are you afraid to fight a little girl without one?” “Wraugh!” the Super Mutant yelled, attacked by the shadows, “Stupid human make me cold! Stupid human will die!” The Super Mutant turned, grabbing a car and lifting it above it's head, advancing on Melanie. Lightning crackled, hitting the creature with a powerful blast, thunder booming through the city. The Super Mutant dropped the car as it roared, being pinned under it. “Warrrrraugh, I'll kill you!” the Super Mutant bellowed, Galv turning to Melanie. “We better hurry before it gets free...I just made a lot of noise, someone might come looking...” Galv said. -Spork Residence- “I'm sure he's just worried that you're watching,” Agoi said softly, reaching over to stroke his daughter's hair, “He doesn't want you to worry, is all.” |
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| GameandWatch | May 17 2012, 09:08 PM Post #550 |
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Rebellion HQ Hsu nodded. "I understand..but your man power here seems a little low...and so is morale. I think you should wait - for a bit. It may make your arrival that much more astonishing." Hsu suggests calmly. "The fact you can derail the games midway in or right after the Enclave unleashes a surprise suggests the Rebellion has nothing to fear. May make you seem stronger in their eyes." He smirks. "Just an idea." He went to officer's school and learned all sorts of strategies...and he could finally utilize them. Near HQ Grassi gulps. "I know, Nanami. But..remember that radio scheme I told you about it? Well we're nearly prepared..I want you to give the first message." He clenched his teeth hoping she wouldn't kill him, anyway. Knowing her she just may have. "Look, I know you don't like it..but the Districts recognize you. You were the hero and spirit. And..if they hear you, it may give us just the boost we need. The rallying cry that will reinvigorate everyone." The Arena Shipper panics now. Oh God, was this it? Was he really going to die? In his panic, he stomps on the ground again..this time, the ground under the mirelurk gives away, creating a hole..hopefully swallowing the creature up. ---- Shizuo grits his teeth, losing his grip on his temper. "You fool. You...you child..You're giving them just what they want. You treat these games like a literal...game! Lives are at stake and people are going to die and you find it...fun?" He seemed genuinely sickened. While they were at a stalemate, he'd give her a piece of his mind. No matter how much it pissed the Enclave off. What did it matter, he was a dead man standing anyway. "People like you are disturbing. The odds? They will never be in our favor. We'll starve. We'll kill. We'll become desperate, insane, watch as those we love die with us. You think that's fun? You think you're better than any of us because you're treating it like that? No.." "And then you taunt me, as though I have no morals by bringing a weapon? I fight to survive. If that means bringing a weapon to a fist fight, then I'll do it. The person who thinks it's dishonorable...well, they'll be the dead ones! I don't need to feel like I'm part of a game to win. Just people like you who piss. Me. Off!" He had it now. His shouting got his blood pumping..no long holding back, he felt a surge of adrenaline and strength. He slung the sign around now, hopefully throwing Melanie off if she was still holding it. ---- Giacomo, now standing, grunted heavily. He need his scythe...punching someone to death was difficult. He stepped forward now, grinning... "Show me then. Strike me with all you have. Kill me. Or are you scared?" He laughs manically. "Maybe you're lying." He began to step closer to the two now. "Maybe I should kill you...right...now." He darts forward now, preparing to punch Hammah. |
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| HellAvatar | May 17 2012, 09:19 PM Post #551 |
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Arena: Empire State Building Lavan's warcry and sudden entrance took him swinging right into the window and towards his opponent at high speed. Unfortunately, Thunder reacted quickly, and a sound wave blasted the redhead backwards. Except it didn't do nearly as much as it should have, for the moment Lavan began to travel backwards, he EXPLODED. And that sound counteracted the wave of sound sent towards him, giving just enough breathing room for Lavan to get away. "White man leave tower, white man not belong in tower! Kutankhupi kill intruder for warchief, bring head back for shrinking!" And with that threatening speech, he moved straight at Thunder again, running straight at him... Then ducking to the side, zig-zagging a few times, jumping at the last second right over the boy... And dropping a single one of those paper packets. Which exploded. And it wasn't any cherry-bomb explosion, oh no. It was like a block of C4 went off almost pointblank in Thunder's face. Even if the boy made distance somehow from the initial throw, the explosion radius was too large to be simply avoided. It was large enough to catch even the one who threw the packet! Lavan, rolling with the explosion, was thrown straight across the room and into a wall, on which he landed feet-first, grimacing just a little bit from the impact. Note to self: Do NOT throw these too close to himself, or even he would be taking damage from the explosive! |
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Arena KxS' eyes widened. They were in deep crap now. The girl charged up a solar beam and aimed it toward Giacomo's head! "Hammah, be careful!" she shouted as the solar beam blasted off. She hoped she could at least set Giacomo's hair on fire, that would distract him for a while...maybe. Hopefully. Game Center Shimera's faced the door and gulped silently. She had to find a way that would guarantee that she wouldn't be spotted. Hiding behind clutter was okay, but they probably needed something that was in the clutter! She looked up. Maybe she could get back into the vent. |
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| GoldenSama | May 18 2012, 07:26 PM Post #553 |
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[Arena] Connor followed behind Chloe to the bag and he looked down at it. It was a bright yellow in color, with a strap so it could be worn. Connor frowned; carrying the bag around would be dangerous, since it was so hard to camouflage. “I wonder what’s inside?” Connor asked, opening the bag. (CR, did you have an idea for what’s inside?) […] The Mirelurk collapsed, falling into the hole and becoming trapped. It thrashed and tried to escape, but it was captured! [Legion Territory] The Legionnaires were down, and the fight was over for the moment. Nina stepped forward and looked down at the bodies of the fallen Legionnaires. “… This isn’t a scouting party…” Nina muttered. “This is a hunting party. They were after someone. This little desert excursion just got a LOT more dangerous.” [Near HQ] Nanami groaned, and threw her bow back around her shoulder. She really did not like the idea of being the ‘face’ of the Rebellion. That was okay back in the day, when HE was alive… but now she wanted no part in it. Still… Grassi and Old Man Sensei were counting on her… and if it could help those kids in the arena… “Fine. Then let’s get moving. I don’t like wasting time, and I’m very eager to go kill Gallic.” |
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| AGodofIrony | May 19 2012, 12:57 AM Post #554 |
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-Rebellion HQ- “Too many people have died because we could not stop them...” Old Man Sensei said, shaking his head, “We have waited a long time...While patience is sometimes needed, I will not sit back if we are ready. The sooner we leave, the sooner we can save those trapped in the arena.” He sighed, “But I do know we shouldn't leave right away. If we get a good opportunity, then all the better.” -The Arena- Maize glared at Shizou, finding herself swung around with the sign, but used the momentum to leap up into the air, spinning around and landing ten feet behind the guy. Maize was super strong, but she was small and light. It did mean she was certainly faster then most people as well, but she couldn't take as many blows. “I don't fight for glory...” Maize said, narrowing her eyes, “I fight to prove that my strength is enough to topple anyone! The Enclave...the Legion...no one's going to stand in my way...” She moved carefully, trying to find an opening. Bluffing didn't work. Hammah probably should have realized that, but he was an optimist. He was trying to figure out what to do next, when Kxs shot a solar beam at the Giacomo! This would probably just make him madder. Thunder was thrown back as well, but didn't look too badly enough. He had reacted quick enough to suppress the explosion with his own sound manipulation, but couldn't do anything to the heat it gave off. “Made an explosive this early in the Games...resourceful...” Thunder muttered, picking himself up and glaring at Lavan, “Maybe insane as well...but resourceful...” He frowned. Lavan was not one of the Tributes. While their technically wasn't any rule against it, Tributes typically did not team up with prisoners in the Games. Thunder held up his right hand, threatening to snap his fingers again, “So why has the Enclave put you in here with us?” -Game Center- The door was beginning to open, someone starting to head inside. They seemed to be looking behind them though... -Legion Territory- “Well maybe it's someone who can help us,” Zeke suggested, looking on the bright side, “Someone we can ask about the Chip.” |
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| HellAvatar | May 19 2012, 01:18 AM Post #555 |
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The Arena: Empire State Building While Thunder recovered, Lavan was already on the move. Having landed on the wall previously, all it took him was good reflexes to jump off and roll, and he had reflexes aplenty. He was close to Thunder. Close enough that Thunder's sound-snap wouldn't miss... But also too close to be truly comfortable. The the top of the cake? Lavan currently imitated Thunder's position perfectly, crouched slightly... And holding up a pair of fingers, ready to snap them to do something. What it would do was anybody's guess, but Lavan was grinning. And when a red-headed pyromaniac is grinning at you while holding up a pair of fingers ready to snap... Well, things were getting interesting. "Why? Because they think that the games would finally finish me off. Too bad for them, I have other plans. Sorry about the sudden entrance there, by the way, but I was having fun and you WERE going to step into something a little more lethal then the little explosive I just dropped. I wouldn't do that finger-snappy thing if I were you though... See, I can snap my fingers too, and it would do something. What? Well, care to find out?" He didn't look too ruffled either. He was almost impacted point-blank by that blast, but he didn;t seem like he was even rattled by it. |
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