( closed ) february catch all

[baguablade]

Who: Cain (baguablade) & various
What: quests and February events
When: all throughout February
Where: Olympia
Warning(s): none at the moment

Individual starters below. If you want to plot something out, contact me at idelva.

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[baguablade]

You go.

[ Cain's breathless, stumbling to catch his balance after summarily being hauled to his feet, but he's faced worse. Fought with much worse, too, wounds rather than bruises. Percy's saved him from any real injury, and he flicks a quick smile at Percy in thanks before—

Turning away from the direction they should be heading entirely, putting his back to Percy.

He settles his feet, bracing himself, and holds out his hand.

And shards of rock come flying up, throwing themselves towards the men, who visibly slow, thinking better of advancing. Cain's smile can be heard in his voice. ]

It's my turn to hold them off. I'll buy you time.

[tzaraisen]

Is that so? [ A part of him isn't thrilled about missing out on the action, but this isn't about his ego, it's about making sure those people get back to the safety of the city. He looks back towards Cain, who seems to be getting serious about this promise, and nods quickly before continuing on. ]

Don't let me down, or I'll have to reconsider trusting the garbage to you. [ He runs at full speed now, closing the distance between himself and the hostages, who are currently held in place by two more individuals guarding the perimeter. Swiftly, he activates his crystal again. It glitches, and only actives partially, but two sets of crushing vines are all he needs. ]

Quickly! Follow me! [ He's prepared to lead them back to the relative safety and hiding potential of the woods, but not before he looks back to see Cain's state. ]

[baguablade]

[ With the vines to help, Cain's doing just fine holding the men off. He makes a dashing figure — at least, he'd like to think so — with his back (not quite as broad as he'd like) for Percy to see, his sword held aloft, stones floating in the air. Hopefully, it's a commanding enough presence, the situation well enough in hand, that Percival will leave him to it and take care of the men they've been sent to retrieve. ]

I wouldn't dream of letting you down.

[ Cain means it, entirely sincere. He throws himself into battle, entirely intending to be the last line of defense, to hold the line until Percival and the men are safely away. ]

Now get going. Hurry, I'll catch up.