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[ BRASS DEVIL ] CALLING ALL ORBERS ➨ TEXT
( you know what nobody needs in the middle of high-stakes mission? a liveblog of a confrontation with Cheri. but that’s what the team gets. shoddy camera work and all, considering it is coming through the eyes of a kid that spent most of the event stuck to various ceilings. Peter didn’t mean to, it’s just a matter of it being rather difficult to be overly specific about your brain instant messaging in the middle of a high stakes situation.
still is, turns out. the message he sends is definitely intended for his partner in crime, not the entirety of the Orbers, but uh… oops! )
holy buckets fishsticks and fries
dude are you OK in there? what is the devil lady up to, should i expect her to leap out the window after me?
she's tearing this fucking place apart. but she called someone — lexie? you're not gonna be alone for long—fuck, this hurts—just get as far away from here as you can
she called what now? this is bad, this is really really bad. i think we need back up. i need to open this up to...
( there’s a pause, here, like Peter is trying and failing to open contact with others and realizing he can’t, because he already did. Well, shit. )
okay. well. uh. i guess i don’t have to open this up. because it’s open. if you can hear this, if any of you, we need help. i have the orb and i am on the way down the side of the building maybe don’t ask me questions about how and why right now. anyway if you can get this high and can help me out i would appreciate it uh oh crap oh crap she has so many arms what the f
( that is all Peter has to say, as he’s been plucked by multi-armed Olexa and he’s a bit busy for a hot second, whoops!!! )
parker!? fuck, this building is — whoever’s still here needs to evacuate out of here now before it all falls to shit, or get the hell up here and—
fuck me i need a cigarette
( well, that’s a call to arms if there ever was one, Orbers. are you ready? because it’s time for the team to unite. )
OOC please feel free to jump around on this post! you may get a response from Peter or Kovacs as well!
still is, turns out. the message he sends is definitely intended for his partner in crime, not the entirety of the Orbers, but uh… oops! )
holy buckets fishsticks and fries
dude are you OK in there? what is the devil lady up to, should i expect her to leap out the window after me?
she's tearing this fucking place apart. but she called someone — lexie? you're not gonna be alone for long—fuck, this hurts—just get as far away from here as you can
she called what now? this is bad, this is really really bad. i think we need back up. i need to open this up to...
( there’s a pause, here, like Peter is trying and failing to open contact with others and realizing he can’t, because he already did. Well, shit. )
okay. well. uh. i guess i don’t have to open this up. because it’s open. if you can hear this, if any of you, we need help. i have the orb and i am on the way down the side of the building maybe don’t ask me questions about how and why right now. anyway if you can get this high and can help me out i would appreciate it uh oh crap oh crap she has so many arms what the f
( that is all Peter has to say, as he’s been plucked by multi-armed Olexa and he’s a bit busy for a hot second, whoops!!! )
parker!? fuck, this building is — whoever’s still here needs to evacuate out of here now before it all falls to shit, or get the hell up here and—
fuck me i need a cigarette
( well, that’s a call to arms if there ever was one, Orbers. are you ready? because it’s time for the team to unite. )
OOC please feel free to jump around on this post! you may get a response from Peter or Kovacs as well!
audio; un: renfri
[ there's all these helpful contributions and then..... there's renfri, who apparently thinks this is a venue for critiquing kovacs' life decisions, and who, for some reason, sounds entirely too relaxed about this whole thing — even with the fact that the accompanying clangs of steel mean she's most likely engaged in a fight right now. ]
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Oh, yeah? Didn't fucking impress you?
[ with cheri staring him down as he's trying to get his ass off the ground, he's not exactly in the greatest position for a conversation, but. ]
Alright, lady — we survive this, next time you have the honors to show me how it's done.
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[ maybe just feel bad because of all the broken bones????
there's a brief interlude of more fighting sounds on her end, the choked gasp of someone's throat being slit open, and a thud of a body falling on the floor, and then, with an exhale of someone pausing to breathe before moving to their next opponent, ]
Sure. I'm immune to magic.
[ :) ]
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[ what an opportune moment to be a show-off, even if he can definitely hear something of faint aggressive fighting on her end. difficult to focus on with the shakes of the building around him. ]
Then how about getting your big time immunity ass up here to deal with the damn world destroying magic demon?
— fuck me.
[ no, that last bit isn't a demand or suggestion. he just has a bone out of place and he's trying to keep it together. ]
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[ is she serious?? who can tell. ]
What does it sound like? I'm trying, but I'm being — [ a swoosh as she ducks one of those energy weapons swinging at her and sticks the weapon's owner in the gut with her sword with a half-grunt, half-hiss ] — delayed.
If she's the one causing this building to shake, can she focus on that and killing you at the same time? Sorceresses have to focus on their spells, where I come from. [ meaning: if he forces her to fight him, maybe she'll stop the shaking thing. or, if she's focused on it, maybe she can't fight him... ]
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Promises like that might just keep me alive.
[ serious or not, it's a decent enough distraction while he's groaning and trying to get the strength back in his legs to stand up again. one arm might be out of commission, but the neurachem in his body keeps him from being completely out. ]
She's just flicking her arms and shit. Using her hands to — [ wait — ] If I can get her focused on fighting me, I can either find a way to break those hands of hers or at least keep her occupied enough trying to kill me so she doesn't tear this whole place apart.
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[ there's some appreciation in her tone there, very unashamedly so — after another moment of sounds of a sword clashing against something, a gunshot and renfri swearing under her breath, she continues, more seriously: ] You can do it. People with magic always have one weakness — they think they can't lose. Show her how wrong she is.
[ and, after a pause, with a grin in her voice, ]
We'll see about the promise once we're back in space.
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[ he's seen it again and again, and cheri's no different. she's just as vulnerable as the rest of them, even if she has gotten the upper hand on him a bit here.
right now, he can definitely hear sassy mystery girl dealing with her own fight, which means he should leave her to it as he gains the will to start standing on his own feet to push forward and find a way to beat cheri once and for all. ]
Then don't you go dying either. See you in space.