well. either way, whether the corgis are sneeping or awake, saber will only be focused on the familiar figure. they glance down at the weapon in lucas' hand before meeting his gaze, their grip on their own sword firm. ]
Yes, it is.
[ what are they going to do? lie and say they're laurence? ]
[HOW DID YOU EDIT THIS BUT THE BOTTOM TEXT IS STILL SO SMALL. ALSO THE WAY THERE ARE IN FACT CORGIS JUST ALL OVER THE FUCKING PLACE. HELP THIS IS A MESS
Well this is fine. Maybe they could have said they were Laurence and Lucas would have believed them that would have been very funny. But he'll lift his sword up.]
Yes... Let's.
[There's no hesitation; he just dashes straight for Saber. Though his movements are hampered by his injuries, it's still blindingly obvious this fucking guy is trained in martial arts as he starts in with a vicious sweep of the blade.]
[ well, that's fine. thankfully, lucas actually managed to get a potential victim who is able to fight back. they lift their own sword, using it to block the blow of the incoming blade.
they step back, potentially stepping on someone who is asleep unless somehow there is no one curfewing here and in which case, they step on grass. shaking that we won't know til thursday whether this happened or not. ]
[HE DID. GOD. also fucking imagine my god i need to put another weight thing into evidence just in case for some reason there aren't any curfewers here. maybe when they're parkouring around in wild west we can leave landing indents... goes to write that.
BUT THEY FIGHT. FRANCY THIS IS TERRIBLE WHY DO I KEEP PLAYING FIGHTERS WHEN I CAN'T DO FIGHT THREADS. He bears down on their blade with all of his strength, moving to try swatting their sword so he can go in for another strike. They both probably look so cool slashing and blocking as they push their way through the grassy fields and toward the other side of the car. When will they get their own anime.]
[ they look soooo cool right now. lucas can manage to get a hit on their arm, but saber ignores that to try to hit him back. sometimes you are so deeply in the fight zone to acknowledge injuries!!!
a cute corgi comes running to them, wagging its cute lil butt. saber freezes. ]
[Why is no one awake to witness how cool they look and how cool they will look later fighting lions... Instead they just get to trample on a few other people hopefully as they nyoom, leaving cut grass and slash marks of varying depths in their wake. THEIR FUCKING INJURIES THOUGH. GOD. Lucas takes a slash to the tiddy because i think it would be very funny to see if people let him cover his chest for chastity.
But he also freezes as the corgi comes romping over... Oh no... Some others are coming out of their little corgi houses... Several more are also starting to flock their way over a nearby hill on their little stubby legs, barking happily, mistaking this very cool anime brawl for corgi playtime. One is even bringing over its favorite ball... Please play fetch with me right now immediately, its big ol' corgi eyes seem to say...]
...Oh... Please don't—
[COME ANY CLOSER, BUT THEY ARE. He takes a hesitating step away and glances at Saber.]
[ they're shaking. this is so flippin' cute. this is so cute? saber wants to pet all of them so bad, but they are in the middle of a fight to the death... this is not the time, doggies.
the dog sets the ball down. saber slowly reaches down and picks it up before just
yeeting it the other side. the dogs all yip happily and chase after it. ]
[THIS IS SOOO CUTE. Lucas is so distracted by how cute this is that he forgets his worst nightmare is behind the next door.]
I'm so sorry—!
[TO THE SWEET CORGIS WHO ARE ROMPING AWAY... Even as more start coming from a distance to try surrounding them...
BOTH OF THEM JUST FLEEING FASTLY FOR THE DOOR it's fine. GOOBY SWEET CORGIS. They cleanly escape before Saber can also leave tear evidence... And now they're in the Wild West car and Lucas immediately pulls back with a jerk as he realizes where they are.
Fortunately there are no bugs in the immediate area, though... But as he goes in for another attack as soon as they're safely away from corgis, there is such frenetic bug hatred energy in his movements.]
saber has to leap back to avoid the hit from getting them in the neck, but it does slice the (picks randomly) bottom of their chin. sure. they just wipe at the blood before they rush off to try to create more distance between them, running for one of the buildings.
[OUR FUCKING CORGIS. He gives chase... ZOOMS through the dusty paths not leaving any foot trails fuck your feet
Is it parkour time... They can just fucking fight around one of these buildings and knock off some shingles and break some windows and leave slashes on tables and shit. ONCE AGAIN THEY LOOK SOOO COOL AND NO ONE IS HERE TO SEE IT. Truly the biggest tragedy of this murder, everyone is missing out on witnessing a sick fight.]
[ME LITERALLY LIKE IT IS SO TUESDAY MY DUDES PRIES MYSELF AWAY FROM BOTH THE MINGLE AND ALSO MY WORKLOAD WHICH JUST FLEW AWAY FROM ME
Anyway this isn't real evidence bc no one will check but he can stumble and run into something ass-first for a fresh ass bruise bc i have a brand to maintain. REAL EVIDENCE TO FOLLOW. Though he does briefly pause in his attacks after he regains his balance and pulls his sword back up into a readying to attack posture.]
Afflicted...? Of course not... For the first time in weeks, I can finally see clearly...
but okay. they squint at him, trying to figure out what is going on here. what he said doesn't sound like someone who doesn't have an affliction, but honestly? whether or not they can figure this out isn't really at the top of their priority list. ]
... I see. Well, I am sorry for this, Lucas.
[ they will move to attack first, but instead of trying to stab they just kick a barrel at him. there's.... bugs on it. ]
[MY BRAND. keeps typing my brain first that as well
BUT HELP!!!! Lucas reflexively moves like he's going to slash at the barrel but immediately FREEZES WHEN HE SEES IT'S COVERED IN BUGS. HE'S SO FUCKING PETRIFIED HE JUST HULK SLAMS THIS BARREL INTO THE GROUND goes to add that to evidence i guess. Also he absolutely tears up over this. Just stands there in shock staring at these bugs on the ground in paralytic fear that overrides even the Bourreau instinct. Tastee tears on the ground i hope someone tries to eat these.
there are many things saber could do right now. the main, smart thing would be to run away and escape before lucas returns to his senses. after all, the notice board pointed out all of those super useful hiding spots to use!!
unfortunately, saber is not a coward and they do not believe in running from a fight, so they are just going to run after lucas. help. get back here. ]
[That notice board message was so funny, i hope it was a targeted attack against someone or an elaborate part of a different murder.
HOW THE TURNS HAVE TABLED THOUGH. i guess they just run entirely through the convention car Lucas really just said wholeass FUCK those BUGS so hard that he dashed through an entire location. But once he reaches the Italy car and has perhaps run a bit, he's finally in a less ridiculously afraid state of existence and thinks to turn back around so he can finish what he started. Lucas you fool. The blood droplets he's been dripping this whole time that I keep forgetting to mention are even bigger after all that dashing, though.
Nearby, there is the canal with its gondola boats... They beckon invitingly...]
[HE DOESN'T so when they fucking charge in he only barely manages to perry and dodge. He clips the sword upward and it slices into his neck a bit and he just STUMBLES BACK INTO THIS GONDOLA oh no how could this have happened. Fortunately it doesn't rock and tip over. The invisible gondola rider that i assume propels these boats through the canal is just waiting for Saber to join because they are obviously just going sight-seeing!!]
WAHOO!! THE GONDOLA TAKES OFF. Lucas blocks the strike and goes in for another. They're like 2 of the 3 musketeers just getting into some wacky swordfighting shenanigans on the canal as their stupid little boat tips and rocks. They are probably going to put so many holes through this wood. Once again they are looking sooo cool though. Must emphasize what a tragedy it is that everyone is so asleep right now.
As they fight and make their way along the water, the arena comes into view up ahead.]
[ it's such a tragedy!! also we forgot to chop off saber's hair. well back in wild west area that happened and then bugs make a nice nest out of it. mods i am so sorry for this thread maybe you shouldn't use this.
but the fighting is getting rather intense for such a small boat... once they get close enough, their joint blows ends up cracking a giant hole into the gondola. ruh roh.
saber tries to jump out of it while also swiping at lucas. ]
[OH FUCK WE DID HELP I'M LOSING IT. SORRY MODS WE'RE DOING OUR BEST WITH OUR OWN CHAOS.
Well anyway this is fine. He dodges and almost falls into the water but manages to catch himself, but since he's busy with his balance, Saber can jump away and get some distance. LUCAS HOPS AFTER THEM.
And then just turns and picks the whole gondola up out of the water to throw it their way.]
saber is just going to try to jump out of the way, but some of the wood hits them... owie. saber will try to slash at him again, getting lucas in the ear. ]
[OWIE... There goes the little dangly bit of his earring, chopped off and flying into the gondola wreckage. His tendie bleeding earlobe... itai. Fortunately he does not seem to notice or care!
HE CAN'T LET SABER GET TOO FAR FROM THE WATER OR HOW WILL THEY THROW THEIR PHONE attacks more. Though at some point he slows a bit as he considers... like... maybe he should let them get their affairs in order... Leaps back a bit to put some distance between them, though he's still keeping his blade leveled their way.]
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well. either way, whether the corgis are sneeping or awake, saber will only be focused on the familiar figure. they glance down at the weapon in lucas' hand before meeting his gaze, their grip on their own sword firm. ]
Yes, it is.
[ what are they going to do? lie and say they're laurence? ]
Let us begin our fight, then.
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Well this is fine. Maybe they could have said they were Laurence and Lucas would have believed them that would have been very funny. But he'll lift his sword up.]
Yes... Let's.
[There's no hesitation; he just dashes straight for Saber. Though his movements are hampered by his injuries, it's still blindingly obvious this fucking guy is trained in martial arts as he starts in with a vicious sweep of the blade.]
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they step back, potentially stepping on someone who is asleep unless somehow there is no one curfewing here and in which case, they step on grass. shaking that we won't know til thursday whether this happened or not. ]
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BUT THEY FIGHT. FRANCY THIS IS TERRIBLE WHY DO I KEEP PLAYING FIGHTERS WHEN I CAN'T DO FIGHT THREADS. He bears down on their blade with all of his strength, moving to try swatting their sword so he can go in for another strike. They both probably look so cool slashing and blocking as they push their way through the grassy fields and toward the other side of the car. When will they get their own anime.]
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a cute corgi comes running to them, wagging its cute lil butt. saber freezes. ]
Ah...
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But he also freezes as the corgi comes romping over... Oh no... Some others are coming out of their little corgi houses... Several more are also starting to flock their way over a nearby hill on their little stubby legs, barking happily, mistaking this very cool anime brawl for corgi playtime. One is even bringing over its favorite ball... Please play fetch with me right now immediately, its big ol' corgi eyes seem to say...]
...Oh... Please don't—
[COME ANY CLOSER, BUT THEY ARE. He takes a hesitating step away and glances at Saber.]
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[ they're shaking. this is so flippin' cute. this is so cute? saber wants to pet all of them so bad, but they are in the middle of a fight to the death... this is not the time, doggies.
the dog sets the ball down. saber slowly reaches down and picks it up before just
yeeting it the other side. the dogs all yip happily and chase after it. ]
Leave. We must leave.
[ RUNS OFF BEFORE THEY START CRYING ]
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I'm so sorry—!
[TO THE SWEET CORGIS WHO ARE ROMPING AWAY... Even as more start coming from a distance to try surrounding them...
BOTH OF THEM JUST FLEEING FASTLY FOR THE DOOR it's fine. GOOBY SWEET CORGIS. They cleanly escape before Saber can also leave tear evidence... And now they're in the Wild West car and Lucas immediately pulls back with a jerk as he realizes where they are.
Fortunately there are no bugs in the immediate area, though... But as he goes in for another attack as soon as they're safely away from corgis, there is such frenetic bug hatred energy in his movements.]
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saber has to leap back to avoid the hit from getting them in the neck, but it does slice the (picks randomly) bottom of their chin. sure. they just wipe at the blood before they rush off to try to create more distance between them, running for one of the buildings.
gooby ]
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Is it parkour time... They can just fucking fight around one of these buildings and knock off some shingles and break some windows and leave slashes on tables and shit. ONCE AGAIN THEY LOOK SOOO COOL AND NO ONE IS HERE TO SEE IT. Truly the biggest tragedy of this murder, everyone is missing out on witnessing a sick fight.]
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but saber will try to slash at lucas again. does it hit? does it just make him stumble back? up to you. ]
Are you afflicted?!
[ takes this long to think of asking ]
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Anyway this isn't real evidence bc no one will check but he can stumble and run into something ass-first for a fresh ass bruise bc i have a brand to maintain. REAL EVIDENCE TO FOLLOW. Though he does briefly pause in his attacks after he regains his balance and pulls his sword back up into a readying to attack posture.]
Afflicted...? Of course not... For the first time in weeks, I can finally see clearly...
[Well okay.]
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but okay. they squint at him, trying to figure out what is going on here. what he said doesn't sound like someone who doesn't have an affliction, but honestly? whether or not they can figure this out isn't really at the top of their priority list. ]
... I see. Well, I am sorry for this, Lucas.
[ they will move to attack first, but instead of trying to stab they just kick a barrel at him. there's.... bugs on it. ]
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BUT HELP!!!! Lucas reflexively moves like he's going to slash at the barrel but immediately FREEZES WHEN HE SEES IT'S COVERED IN BUGS. HE'S SO FUCKING PETRIFIED HE JUST HULK SLAMS THIS BARREL INTO THE GROUND goes to add that to evidence i guess. Also he absolutely tears up over this. Just stands there in shock staring at these bugs on the ground in paralytic fear that overrides even the Bourreau instinct. Tastee tears on the ground i hope someone tries to eat these.
AND THEN HE JUST
FUCKING BLASTS PAST SABER AT MACH FUCK.]
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huh??
there are many things saber could do right now. the main, smart thing would be to run away and escape before lucas returns to his senses. after all, the notice board pointed out all of those super useful hiding spots to use!!
unfortunately, saber is not a coward and they do not believe in running from a fight, so they are just going to run after lucas. help. get back here. ]
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HOW THE TURNS HAVE TABLED THOUGH. i guess they just run entirely through the convention car Lucas really just said wholeass FUCK those BUGS so hard that he dashed through an entire location. But once he reaches the Italy car and has perhaps run a bit, he's finally in a less ridiculously afraid state of existence and thinks to turn back around so he can finish what he started. Lucas you fool. The blood droplets he's been dripping this whole time that I keep forgetting to mention are even bigger after all that dashing, though.
Nearby, there is the canal with its gondola boats... They beckon invitingly...]
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well, right now saber has the advantage because lucas does not know that they followed after him. they wait a moment when they spot him.
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and then just fucking charges at him to try to stab him straight through like a kebab. hello. the gondola beckons. ]
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stupidly, saber does jump into the gondola to try to stab lucas yet again. WAHOO ]
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WAHOO!! THE GONDOLA TAKES OFF. Lucas blocks the strike and goes in for another. They're like 2 of the 3 musketeers just getting into some wacky swordfighting shenanigans on the canal as their stupid little boat tips and rocks. They are probably going to put so many holes through this wood. Once again they are looking sooo cool though. Must emphasize what a tragedy it is that everyone is so asleep right now.
As they fight and make their way along the water, the arena comes into view up ahead.]
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but the fighting is getting rather intense for such a small boat... once they get close enough, their joint blows ends up cracking a giant hole into the gondola. ruh roh.
saber tries to jump out of it while also swiping at lucas. ]
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Well anyway this is fine. He dodges and almost falls into the water but manages to catch himself, but since he's busy with his balance, Saber can jump away and get some distance. LUCAS HOPS AFTER THEM.
And then just turns and picks the whole gondola up out of the water to throw it their way.]
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saber is just going to try to jump out of the way, but some of the wood hits them... owie. saber will try to slash at him again, getting lucas in the ear. ]
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HE CAN'T LET SABER GET TOO FAR FROM THE WATER OR HOW WILL THEY THROW THEIR PHONE attacks more. Though at some point he slows a bit as he considers... like... maybe he should let them get their affairs in order... Leaps back a bit to put some distance between them, though he's still keeping his blade leveled their way.]
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