[EVENT] - Kharveryos

[zenderael_mods]

Who: Open
When: Friday/Saturday/Sunday, 4/1-4/3
Where: The Culture Center
Before/After: N/A
Warnings: Language. Violence, injury, combat. Cannibalism in 9pm thread.

[OOC post for this event is here]

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[wificafe]

Her brows furrowed, eyeing the man a moment before realizing she'd seen him charge into the fray. She glanced up at Kharveryos. "It was." It always had when she'd done it! But she had the feeling she'd forgotten something.

Thinking a moment, she rolled her eyes. "Right. You need a disenchant or someone with holy to finish it off." She looked back to him. "Don't suppose you've got either?" she asked, tone highly skeptical.

[zenpc]

He let out a groan and went limp, glaring up at the ceiling. "Fucking figures," he muttered.

He pulled himself up, extricating himself from the table. He made an attempt to brush himself off, but all he succeeded in doing was making himself sticky. Fuck honey, he decided.

He faced the dragon again, not really keen on re-entering the fray with an enemy he'd have to fight indefinitely. "Better hope there's a plan for this shit."

He glanced at her. "Thanks for the advice. It'll buy time, at least."

[wificafe]

She took his reaction to mean 'no', and frowned. Were there any of the appropriate classes crossed over? If there were, she wouldn't know who they were or where to find them anyway.

She acknowledged the thanks with a, "Yeah," as she stood. "Sorry I couldn't be more useful." She still had her gun, but... Looking up at the thing, she doubted it'd do much damage, and if something else managed to pop in, her bullets might be better spared for that.

[zenpc]

As far as Roman knew, XDAV didn't have anybody with those abilities at their disposal. Of course, they didn't tell him everything, and he was quite well aware of that. He had a feeling there was something they hadn't told him about tonight, too.

"Not your fault," he told her.

He took a deep breath and heaved it out as a sigh, and then started walking toward the dragon to rejoin the fray. If they couldn't kill it, they at least needed to keep it from hurting any of the civilians.

[wificafe]

She watched him head back, inwardly cringing at the thought of having to fight that thing in the real world, her eyes moving up the dragon's skeletal frame to its skull.

"Good luck!" she offered.

Her skills were better put to use trying to ensure people had places to hide, and she returned to her task. Even if she couldn't find a way out, she might find places to hole up in.