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smash_logs2014-07-08 09:42 pm
manforflowers) wrote in smash_logs2014-07-08 09:42 pm
An attempt at an intro log
Who: Inigo and you ♥
What: Trying to be a coolguy
Where: Outside on campus or in the city
When: July 8th
Warnings: Fighting, sad attempts at flirting
What an ominous sky. The more he stared at it, the more it seemed to feel like he escaped one apocalyptic landscape, only to jump willingly into the arms of another. What else could he do, though? The vision that had appeared to him through that rift was no lie - the evil, purple goo was bubbling up in the city now, creating violent clones and destroying things in their wake. Someone had to protect the innocent townfolk from being overrun.
But Risen these were not. They were powerful, and regenerated quickly - wielding a sword only did so much to them, and he had to attack relentlessly. His missteps weren't many, but all the same they were costly. It was quickly wearing him down. Inigo wasn't sure how much longer he could keep fighting these clones... not alone, anyway.
What: Trying to be a coolguy
Where: Outside on campus or in the city
When: July 8th
Warnings: Fighting, sad attempts at flirting
What an ominous sky. The more he stared at it, the more it seemed to feel like he escaped one apocalyptic landscape, only to jump willingly into the arms of another. What else could he do, though? The vision that had appeared to him through that rift was no lie - the evil, purple goo was bubbling up in the city now, creating violent clones and destroying things in their wake. Someone had to protect the innocent townfolk from being overrun.
But Risen these were not. They were powerful, and regenerated quickly - wielding a sword only did so much to them, and he had to attack relentlessly. His missteps weren't many, but all the same they were costly. It was quickly wearing him down. Inigo wasn't sure how much longer he could keep fighting these clones... not alone, anyway.
[and then everyone hyperventilated and collapsed]
That might have been true if they'd just stayed Shadow Bugs. But with the sky so dark and so many of them around, there was nothing stopping them from upping their game. Something caught the hem of Alorah's dress, causing her to stumble. Without thinking, she lashed out behind her with the broom she'd taken from the janitor's closet, but instead of a satisfying "thwack," there was only a strange electric hum and the futile clatter of half the broom hitting the pavement.
Alorah stopped, staring in wide-eyed surprise at the severed half of the broom. A Sword Primid stood with a beam sword in one of its weird little fists, with several more growing Shadow Bug clumps already in the process of combining into Primids themselves. "I-Inigo...!"
wwowwww late
As the Sword Primid raised its beam sabre to strike, Inigo dashed in front of Alorah with his own Killing Blade to block the blow. Sparks flew as hardlight met his steel, but remarkably, the mercenary's sword remained undamaged. Taken aback by the failed blow, the Primid reeled back, allowing Inigo to dart in with a counterattack.
With a flash of his blade, he cut through the Primid's lanky, uncovered arms, slicing its hand off at the wrist. The sword clattered to the ground, with its cartoonish mitts still clutching the hilt before it dissolved.
Impressive, no? Inigo glanced back at Alorah, feeling just a bit cocky for having saved her. "Are you unharmed, my dear?"
so so worth it
Still rattled, all Alorah managed was a nod and a flustered "Th-thank you!" A bit of a lame response to such a cool rescue, but there would be time to fully convey her gratitude when there weren't any Primid threats to worry about. She reached for his hand again, far more prepared to run than to fight.
But Inigo...! She'd seen his protectiveness once before, back when the dance club meeting had gone terribly awry, but that didn't lessen the grace and sureness of his movements in the least. The situation was still a dangerous one, and she didn't know why Inigo had come back at all, but... it felt a lot safer with him standing there. "I'm really glad you came back."
Re: so so worth it
"No mere shadow is a match for my blade," he boasted, casually flipping his katana in the air and catching it by the hilt with ease. "Not while I'm strengthened by your fair presence."
As the dismembered Primid attempted to shamble after them, Inigo flashed it a dashing grin - taunting fate, perhaps, but right now he felt invincible. Without any more delay, took Alorah's hand and once more they were off.