He sighed.
“A guy with such a power would be welcomed in my team, you know?”
Eric isn’t swayed by this.
“I’m a little worried for you…but I guess you’re just deep in thought?”
Capella asks, genuinely worried.
Geet stalks Mark and Capella, mumbling to himself on how to take “boyfriend” out if he breaks her heart, or something like that.
OOC: I’m not really sure what Geet is thinking right now…
“Awaiting further orders.” Forty-four said before pause.“Dimensional disturbance? Unkown entity, you say. I’ll take care of it.” He affirmed, responding to his masters
Malos drops down to the ground, and another white light emanates from him like in the last fight. Vinazu tries to deflect if, but it doesn’t work, and he’s engulfed.
Sonata glares at Malos (@Runa) from the stands.
She hates fighting.
Sonata grabs her flute and starts playing.
OOC:
Well, mainly calms angry people.
Blaze covers his eyes and tries to see what’s going on somehow. He searches for something in his pack that could help him see what’s going on.
OOC:
IC: As the light fades, Vinazu is found unconscious on the ground, and officials drag him down to the medical area.
“Um…Malos wins?” The announcer says.
OOC: And? I’m sure most people wouldn’t think of a flute as tool to intervene in a fight…
OOC: If she doesn’t like seeing people fight, why’d she go to an annual event where all they do, and all that is advertised about it, is fighting? And then try stopping it, therefore making it less enjoyable to the other spectators?
OOC: Good question…hmm how do I justify her actions…I guess it has to do with a song…or rather a symphony.
Blaze gets the spots out of his eyes. How is he doing that?! he thinks. Note to self: figure out a way to counter that via a lens(?) that could allow one to see through that light; likely a welder’s mask of some kind.
He felt like what happened was some form of cheating but he also had a really bad idea cooking up; if that blast was fueled by Elemental Light, would he risk having Sun act as a counter to it by his rather insane hunger for it?
OOC: found a reason.
because?
OOC: You shouldn’t need to find a reason. You should know your character’s motives by heart
OOC: I know, I just wanted to make more clear.
IC: Pheore leans forward in her seat, thoroughly perplexed. “Who is he, and why can he do that?” she asks to no one in particular.
Lync squeaks in shock and begins to backpedal, wanting nothing to do with a cave-in.
Atlas is intrigued by “Malos”.
Skull Spiders started flooding the tunnel, and Keeton sprints right to the end of the tunnel.
“UM LYNC!!?? WHAT ARE YOU DOING GOOD SIR!?” He yells down the tunnel with his foolhardy and adventurous sounding voice.
“Well that’s anti climatic.” Echo frowns slightly.
“Eh. I’ll be OK. Next time I’ll try to talk to him like two regular Okotoans.”