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[defenses]

Who: vane (defenses) & company!
What: february catch-all! quests & misc. prompts
When: all through out the month of february
Where: olympia, wyver— everywhere.
Warning(s): nsfw prompts will be marked below!

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humans can be beasts....???? metaphorically

[shikomizue]

[Vane isn't incapable of being serious, Takasugi knows. Even if his only experiences with the man are far from anything of the sort, the hardened look in the man's eyes isn't a surprise.

Just inconvenient.

Takasugi buries his sword through the man's shoulder and into the stone behind.

It's some sort of mercy - the man is left groaning in pain and sweating as he struggles, rather than crumpled on the ground.

They can decide what to do with him later. For now, the bear's growl echoes in the cavern, its mouth frothing with drool and blood. It lurches towards Vane, uneven in step as it favors its uninjured side.

While the beast is fixated on Vane's bait, Takasugi grabs the man's crossbow and aims for the creatures neck. His shot embeds behind the ear - enough to give the bear pause, but not fell it.

And that's all the help Vane gets; Takasugi doesn't know how to reload the thing.]

takachin....

[defenses]

[ vane doesn't flinch when he hears the sound of metal and stone. the sound of the man's screams barely masking the noise takasugi's sword makes on contact. this man was dangerous, that much is clear, and this is likely a form of defense. of insurance. it's what vane reminds himself, as he steels himself up against his own opponent.

the man's life being spared is enough, and though vane gives a relieved sigh. something he barely gets in as the bear comes barreling forward. vane thinks of taking out its legs before knocking it out, but it's here that takasugi seems to step in. it's a help vane appreciates. unsure of how to have approached this otherwise.

especially, as the beast seems undaunted even in the face of injury. ] Here goes! [ he yells, accustomed to speaking in battle. he was a knight and not an assassin after all and it's clear in the big swings he takes and in the sounds he makes as he knocks several blows into the bear. seeing as how it still can't be stopped (and even takes a swing at him at close proximity), he decides to dig his spear straight into its legs.

"sorry, big guy." something he mutters under his breath as shakes the blood off his spear.

immediately, his eyes dart up to takasugi. ] You okay? Thanks for that.

[shikomizue]

[Distance kept, there's nothing for Takasugi to do but watch the onslaught of beast versus soldier. Vane's attack is solid - no insecure fighter would stand their ground against a charging bear. An idiot, maybe...

But in this rare situation, Takasugi's impressed with the man's prowess. The spear rips the creature, muscle from tendon, fur slick with blood as it wavers in strength before its legs give out entirely.

The thing isn't dead when Vane disengages, but it will be soon. A kinder man might offer a mercy kill, but Takasugi's interest is vetted elsewhere.] Aa-

[He's fine, and now that the dust is beginning to settle, he returns to the man skewered to the wall. For the most part, he'll be keeping his compliments to himself, but for one-] You don't look too tired.

[And, really, he's only said it because that's convenient.]

Carry him. [Said as he wraps his hand around the hilt of his blade and yanks it out. The man tries to stand, but the rush of blood from his shoulders drains his strength, and his knees waver.]

[defenses]

[ whatever sense of grief he feels for the bear will have to temporarily be placed aside. he doesn't actually expect takasugi's words, and maybe it's precisely in moments after engaging in a small skirmish that he needs a little pick-me-up. almost as if in tune with it, takasugi speaks and vane finds himself giving him a smile. something proud as he puffs himself up momentarily. ] Course not! I wouldn't be much of a knight if this much made me tired, right?

Like I said you can rely on me— [ oh...

he watches as the blood begins to flow from the open wound made by takasugi's sword. the man groans, and while vane debates if he needs to be tied up, it seems the man is entirely devoid of any ability to walk or do anything else. the blood loss is substantial, and his consciousness seems to already be fading. regardless, it's impressive how this man offers no more words to them, still, vane runs to barely catching this man and hold him up.

that is, before the man topples over, his eyes now closed. vane... reluctantly picks him up. slinging him over his shoulder. it probably doesn't help about with the blood, but well, it'd have to do for now. ] ... didn't expect you to actually take me up on it.

[ but, no problem!! ]

(i love vane) // end?

[shikomizue]

[Don't look so damn proud of yourself. He'd been impressed, dully, a moment ago, but now Takasugi just feels a fringe of exhaustion far deeper than any fight could imbue him with.

Vane almost made him into an idiot, thinking the guy was capable of anything other than being annoying.

A glance over the shoulder is all Takasugi offers. He's not relying on Vane, their bleeding captive is. If Takasugi had been alone, he'd just tie the bastard up and make him walk regardless of his state.

Petty details mentally established, the fervor of the fight has soundly diminished.

A more considerate partner might offer to pay for Vane's shirt, ruined by thickening bloodstain, but Takasugi doesn't think it's the worst look the blonde could wear. His gaze lingers, before he leads the way out of the cave and back to the forest.]

We're heading straight back. [They'll need to be prompt to deliver the man before he bleeds out.]