This thread is continued from "Chapter House".
NARRATION:
Moving into the library ahead of Jackson, Headstrong gets a strong sense something is wrong.
Headstrong still needs to roll Perception.
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This thread is continued from "Chapter House".
NARRATION:
Moving into the library ahead of Jackson, Headstrong gets a strong sense something is wrong.
Headstrong still needs to roll Perception.
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Headstrong doesn't see Rahyna or anyone else in the room, and as he turns to Jackson, he suddenly sees two grayish figures dressed in ragged clothing fade into view right inside the doorway. They are thin yet strong-looking, and he sees them open their jaws so widely the effect is rather like that of a snake unhinging its jaw to try to swallow something larger than its normal mouth size. The figures also have long, black claws which, while not as impressive as Claws of the Wild, are nonetheless dangerous-looking, and definitely not ordinary fingernails. The figures hiss as they move, one toward Headstrong, the other toward Jackson.
At the same moment, Headstrong hears something thump softly to the ground behind him, and realizes there is at least one more of these creatures.
Please roll Initiative for Headstrong, including also Defense, and note current Vitae and WP totals.
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Headstrong rolls 6 to bullrush Jackson (10 Again, WillPower) 1, 7, 5, 10, 4, 9, 2 2 successes
Headstrong's concern regarding the suddenly changed situation causes her to frown. She's hardly surprised that something happened -her guts had as much as guaranteed her something most strange was in this room- but when her eyes gloss over the grayish figures in rags and settle on their freakishly distended jaws and black talons she couldn't help but frown.
Something most strange indeed.
When she hears a thump directly behind her she gets her ass in gear. Lowering her massive torso she charges forward. Instead of targeting the hissing creatures however she instead makes a beeline for Mister Jackson.
The poor man didn't expect this and tries to dodge out of the way, luckily for him Headstrong's broad shoulders aren't escaped so easily. As she slams into Mister Jackson the man folds over her left shoulder. Using her forward moment Headstrong continues her charge, seemingly unaffected by Jackson's weight, forward and onward past two very surprised and hissing creatures and to the doorway.
Reaching the doorway Headstrong stomps her feet, dramatically slowing down to an almost complete stop, letting Mister Jackson's inertia carry him from her shoulder to a rolling stop on the floor.
Looking down on the man for the split second she could spare Headstrong speaks brusquely, her tone not betraying only a hint of urgency.
"Go."
Jackson would do what he would, Headstrong had done what she could in that regard and could afford to waste no more time, and so she turned her large back on him and eyed the three hissing creatures with their wicked and unnatural claws and freakishly huge maws and teeth.
Taking a half-step back from the doorway so they would have to crowd each other to get to her she simply smiles and raises her hands, clenching them into large fists.
Let's do this.
Defense 2, Armor 1/0, Health 12/12, Willpower 7/8, Vitae 8/12.
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Narration:
Two of the creatures rush at Headstrong, slashing at her with their claws. She feels their claws tear deep, as one rips her left arm open from mid-bicep to elbow, and the other slashes her across her upper chest, tearing flesh and scoring her sternum and several ribs.
The third - the one that she heard approach her from behind - stands back, and she sees its skin visibly shift and transform into something that appears thicker and scaly.
Jackson gets up, glances at the fight in progress, and says "My thanks, Madam," as he runs down the hallway.
Headstrong takes a total of 5 Lethal damage and is up next.
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"Motherfucker!" Headstrong exclaims in amazement as claws rip through muscle and severely mess her up.
The fight hadn't properly started and she was already getting banged up. That was the major drawback about fighting with lethal weapons; it killed the fun and made it all tactical. Commanding her Vitae to restore her left arm to something approaching fighting condition she realizes something: another round like this and she'd have to make a run for it and potentially inconvenience the guests.
As she suddenly sees one of the protean creatures display even more shape shifting she decides this was no longer fun. Unless the thin little guys were as tough as a wet paper bag she had a serious fight on her hands.
One way to find out. she thought with somewhat grim satisfaction.
Headstrong rolls 10 to punch 4+3+3+3-3 (all-out) (10 Again, WillPower) 3 successes
Headstrong punches the assailant that had gone for her arm, thinking it the more intelligent of the two and lands a punch squarely on it's distended jaw. Realizing that even if she'd drop this one she'd still have to the fight the two others, one with some funky natural armor, she decided immediate discretion was called for. Luckily, Jackson had made a run for it.
Breaking off from her assailants Headstrong makes a run for the Chapter House front entrance. Hoping to once again bottleneck the bastards.
Defense 0, Armor 1/0, Health 8/12, Willpower 6/8, Vitae 7/12.
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Narration:The two creatures that attacked Headstrong last time pursue her partway down the hall, their skin shifting to the same hardened, scaly state as the third, while that third one races along behind. As a group, the three approach her, hissing, mouths open wide.
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Okay, so give them time and they go scaly and chase you down for clawing, get in their face immediately and enjoy an immediate claw sandwich.
Headstrong was running out of good ideas really fast and her attackers weren't giving her a whole lot of time to think, easily keeping up with her. Trying something overly fancy she spins on her axis and kicks the creature at what was supposed to be the generally same spot of the jaw she punched it.
Her spin speed, however, is hardly impressive and the creature almost completely evades it, the armored scales absorbing and deflecting most harm.
Headstrong rolls 8 to punch (describes as kick) 4+3+3+3-3-2 (all-out) (10 Again, WillPower) 1 success
Fuck. Is all she thinks as she runs down the hallway and toward the cover the front door would afford her. If she was going to get her ass handed to her she at least wanted it to be somewhere she could escape into the dark earth. The real question was whether she was going to make it that far...
Defense 0, Armor 1/0, Health 9/12, Willpower 5/8, Vitae 6/12.
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