( semi-open) catch-all for event happenings;

[fakers]

Who: archer (fakers) & various others
What: fall-out from being falsely accused of terrorism
When: october 1 and shortly thereafter
Where: all around olympia
Warning(s): violence, most likely

( catch-all post for event threads. feel free to hit me up here if you'd like to plot anything! )

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[fakers]

No, admittedly, I haven't.

[ though he's never cared much about money either way... living in poverty would be fine with him, as long as he believed he was doing what's right. not that he'd ever admit to such a cheesy line of thought. ]

I believe I've made my own position clear. [ he simply gestures towards her, still rather condescending in his own self confidence. ] Let's see what your "hell" looks like.

[kissintime]

You got it!

[ and ermes rushes out from her hiding spot, running as fast her legs can carry her, and grabs one of the blades spiked into the ground. ]

Eat this, asshat!

[ and she repeats her actions from before - rapidly duplicating the sword and having Kiss fling it out toward archer with superhuman strength giving it the needed boost to carry through the air. only now instead of feeble daggers, it's his own swords coming back at him. ]

[fakers]

I see. So that's your trick?

[ admittedly, it hadn't been too hard to follow her line of thought. since she had told him her power before, it stood to reason she could recreate his own blades. fakes of fakes... if the situation wasn't dire, perhaps he'd even find that funny. ]

You're talented, I'll grant you that. But there's only so far you can go just copying someone else.

[ the irony of him saying that is... not lost on him. but his own blades are fragile; a fact he knows quite well. when projecting swords simply to use them as projectiles, there's no sense in enhancing their structural integrity. so simply projecting a shield in front of him - one she might recognize from before, when the pods fell - is enough to absorb the brunt of the blades.

they all simply shatter upon contact. though flashier than her own daggers, and certainly more destructive, archer's swords were never really built to last. ]

I can't afford to play around like this forever, unfortunately. [ though experiencing her power in action had been interesting, he doesn't really have mana to waste; he can already feel a drain on him. so as soon as the barrage of swords is over, he bursts into action, closing the gap between them by charging in from the side.

thankfully he's not out to kill her, so for now hopefully a swift kick to the side will be enough to dissuade her from continuing. ]

[kissintime]

[ even with the shield ermes doesn't lose her cool, continuing to go. but it's in a split moment that she falters, her arm tiring, that the gap is closed and the kick slams into her.

it sends her straight into a wall, slammed on her side, a cracked shout of pain accompanying it. she breathes in deep, shaking, and looks over to him while still slumped against the old brick of a building as old as this city. ]

What the hell... what are you?

[ she thought he was just a human. someone who was strong, but that could be beaten. she's never faced anyone quite as tough as archer and she's more confounded than angry. ]

[fakers]

Not human, if that's what you mean.

[ not anymore, anyway. he can tell her will to fight is fading, so he at least begins to backup a bit. she may have come after him, but he has no desire to take this any further than it needs to. as long as she's willing to let him go, that'll be that.

he can't really afford to risk a barrage of knives in the back. ]

Though normally, you should figure that out before picking a fight you can't win.

[kissintime]

[ to her credit, she tries. her hand is planted to the wall and she attempts to get back up on her feet, even as one of her legs is quite making a full stand. but even a second of her hand leaving the wall gets her falling over again. ]

...Get out of here. Before I change my mind.

[ she wouldn't win. but she would try, and possibly end up even worse. that's how she's always been, raging into a fight even when the odds are so heavily against her. ]

[fakers]

[ he has to resist the temptation to make some pithy remark... and oh, there's so much temptation. but he also recognizes that unnecessarily antagonizing ermes could just lead to a round two, and he doesn't want that.

so instead he just nods... and disappears into thin air.

because he can do, and could have just done that at any point. a fact he's pretty sure won't be completely lost on her. ]