Post by Resin on Jun 28, 2023 9:43:02 GMT -5
Looked like both of them were fine with her not in the spot to showcase her kit immediately, but the eager air rested within them, followed by Count's concern for the pet and Noblesse complimenting the good spirit doggo that it was, which only helped but widen her toothy grin. "Ah, I'd love to show you all my little ones. Ah, if only the game would let me use multiple pets at once."
The trek down the path was fairly quiet, one looking like he should have been holding a camera model in his hands while the other made simple peace with the locale. Alas, the trio's joys had to be ruined by a collection of Mini-Vegas. And Keres couldn't sniff them out beforehand? RUDE! They were all chattering their lines before making their way towards the party, and as they did, a cheeky smirk licked her face as she placed more force on the staff that rested over her shoulders, actually snapping it in two before the data snaked around her arms and to her hands and taking shape into a third weapon. Golden fur decorating her hands that, at first glace, could be mistaken for a Grappler weapon, but it was not the palms or knuckles that held the deadly gleam. No, it was the nails... the claws that stretched from her fingers as she stood more like a predator.
Let the fun begin.
And how else to open things up than with... than... with... Wait, what was going on? Why was her heart starting to pound so hard? The key was right there. Just... press it and get the ball rolling! Its not that hard! But... why was her breath suddenly so uneven? Sweat formed on Lynn's brow a little too much for the situation. This was nothing. A normal move. Just go with it and get on with the pummeling! And what is this echo in her head? A bunch of nonsensical noise, yet they sounded familiar... from her own lips?
Sadly, this meant nothing to the in-game character, who seemed to have stalled out before getting pummeled in three directions.
Why? Why was she so afraid? Its just a skill! Its just a skill! Its just a SKILL! This did not stop Lynn from gritting her teeth, as if anticipating to be fired upon, before finally striking the Awaken key.
Status Change:
Count: [Lyorn]
Noblesse: [Lyorn]
Resin: [Awakened]
Her heart was still racing, but everything seemed fine... Everything was fine... Everything... is... normal... OKay... Okay... Deep breath... "And go time!" Her claws swept at the pair that headed towards her being, pushing them away before her own nails dug deep, digging into the cultist minion before kicking away another munchkin. A quick glance at her health: Seemed whatever caused that panic attack costed her quite the beating. Nonetheless, it was time to get things back into gear as a hearty roar left her lips, triggering Limit Breaker for the party.
Status Change:
All: [Damage Limit Removed]
Her form crouched down, taking a bit of an all-fours stance as she stared down the third she had yet to punish before leaping forth with her nails eager to tear into its new-found prey.
The trek down the path was fairly quiet, one looking like he should have been holding a camera model in his hands while the other made simple peace with the locale. Alas, the trio's joys had to be ruined by a collection of Mini-Vegas. And Keres couldn't sniff them out beforehand? RUDE! They were all chattering their lines before making their way towards the party, and as they did, a cheeky smirk licked her face as she placed more force on the staff that rested over her shoulders, actually snapping it in two before the data snaked around her arms and to her hands and taking shape into a third weapon. Golden fur decorating her hands that, at first glace, could be mistaken for a Grappler weapon, but it was not the palms or knuckles that held the deadly gleam. No, it was the nails... the claws that stretched from her fingers as she stood more like a predator.
Let the fun begin.
And how else to open things up than with... than... with... Wait, what was going on? Why was her heart starting to pound so hard? The key was right there. Just... press it and get the ball rolling! Its not that hard! But... why was her breath suddenly so uneven? Sweat formed on Lynn's brow a little too much for the situation. This was nothing. A normal move. Just go with it and get on with the pummeling! And what is this echo in her head? A bunch of nonsensical noise, yet they sounded familiar... from her own lips?
Sadly, this meant nothing to the in-game character, who seemed to have stalled out before getting pummeled in three directions.
Why? Why was she so afraid? Its just a skill! Its just a skill! Its just a SKILL! This did not stop Lynn from gritting her teeth, as if anticipating to be fired upon, before finally striking the Awaken key.
Status Change:
Count: [Lyorn]
Noblesse: [Lyorn]
Resin: [Awakened]
Her heart was still racing, but everything seemed fine... Everything was fine... Everything... is... normal... OKay... Okay... Deep breath... "And go time!" Her claws swept at the pair that headed towards her being, pushing them away before her own nails dug deep, digging into the cultist minion before kicking away another munchkin. A quick glance at her health: Seemed whatever caused that panic attack costed her quite the beating. Nonetheless, it was time to get things back into gear as a hearty roar left her lips, triggering Limit Breaker for the party.
Status Change:
All: [Damage Limit Removed]
Her form crouched down, taking a bit of an all-fours stance as she stared down the third she had yet to punish before leaping forth with her nails eager to tear into its new-found prey.
