[ In perfect accord with Aaron, as she gets smacked across the face hard with whatever is in that bag: ]
Father-fucker!
[ It has to be getting close to dead, so she spitefully decides to burn more energy than it probably warrants. Anubis materializes behind her again and she lashes out with a Lunge (12) for light physical damage. ]
Edited (????confusing my own abilities???? pls do not observe) 2024-08-31 22:14 (UTC)
Damn, those assholes were annoying. Did we seriously go through all that for a bunch of pictures?
[Sleep status sucks, news at 11!! Anyway, since there don't seem to be any Shadows left in the immediate vicinity, he sheathes his swords for now so he can pick up the photos. Of course, if Maika or Arven also want to take a gander, he'll hand them over. But at a glance, how many of them are there, and can they see anything on them or nah?]
There are fourphotosintotal. Though they can’t be fully seen, there’s movement behind the black marker lines that cover the subjects within - not only that, but staring into them seems to draw your character in, knowing somehow in their heart that they must go into that place somehow, must return to those times...
But how are they to do that when the photos remain in such a state...?
[ Photos — memories are important, so Maika just gives a grunt to that. But she can't make out anything through the scribbles, and her utility here most likely ended at dicing things with her claws. ]
...Looks like it. But they're not going to be any use like this.
[ Maika will do a quick scan around the kitchen area for any not-trash tools that might be handy, leaving Aaron with the photos. Anything else needful here? ]
[The tug makes him turn around because he wasn't expecting it. Oh, that's what was going on. He grimaces, wondering how much more trash he's going to find stuck to him later.]
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Ugh, son of a bitch!
[He's still a bit drowsy, so he goes for a simple slash at the last Sandman (11).]
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Father-fucker!
[ It has to be getting close to dead, so she spitefully decides to burn more energy than it probably warrants. Anubis materializes behind her again and she lashes out with a Lunge (12) for light physical damage. ]
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As it fades into nothingness, it leaves behind scattered polaroid photos on the ground.
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[Sleep status sucks, news at 11!! Anyway, since there don't seem to be any Shadows left in the immediate vicinity, he sheathes his swords for now so he can pick up the photos. Of course, if Maika or Arven also want to take a gander, he'll hand them over. But at a glance, how many of them are there, and can they see anything on them or nah?]
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But how are they to do that when the photos remain in such a state...?
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...Looks like it. But they're not going to be any use like this.
[ Maika will do a quick scan around the kitchen area for any not-trash tools that might be handy, leaving Aaron with the photos. Anything else needful here? ]
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Okay no, he's not doing that.]
Guess we should see what the other guys are up to. Maybe they found something useful.
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I'm gonna need to wash all these at least two times...
[Anyway,]
Sounds like a plan.
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Or she's just trolling him. Life is full of little mysteries. ]
Better make it three.
[ But for now she's bringing up the rear to guard against back attacks. ]
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Ugh. I think you're right. [...] Thanks.
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For earlier.
[ Now they're even for the support spells! Or something. ]