[ after all of those shenanigans, vax is sitting out in the central node! at the moment, he's actually retying the laces on some of his armor, pulling the shoulder vambraces into place in a rustle of feathers.
hearing footsteps, he glances up, and gives nov 11 the sup nod. hey. ]
In some sense of the word, yes. I could be doing worse.
[He says that despite the very serious-looking burn on the sleeve of his suit, near the elbow. it's not hard to guess it reached skin! Someone with such a thing still being able to say he's alright is a little bit ridiculous yet he manages to, hah]
I would be doing far better if I had a way to defend myself, yet it seems I don't have a good way to do so.
[Heck, not even necessarily armor, he'd lean more towards a weapon! But yeah, given he's nerfed, November finds himself lacking in offensive power, which he really hates. His cryogenic powers are very deadly and he'd like to have them when you're plunged into this weird monochrome dimension, thank you very much]
[ i, dreamwidth user daggering, cannot forget about the knife so this is only valid
the lack of subtlety makes him snort, because. yeah. it is very shiny. he pulls his own lisa frank stickered knife out and examines it. ] Not always a bad thing. Sometimes, the less subtle it is, the more cool shit it's imbued with, yeah?
But if you don't want it, I'm sure somebody'd take it off of your hands.
It would be quite ridiculous if after complaining about the lack of weaponry I give away the only reliable option I have gained. [He flips it in a hand a few times with ease. Good dexterity, yup] I almost would dare guess this 'somebody' is you!
[do you want to double up with daggers dreamwidth user daggering is that whats going on]
[Medbay time! November sure has been visiting people, although somewhat dispassionately. It's almost a courtesy but at the same time he's focusing on people who interest him in any way, and that includes Vax]
I didn't expect I'd see you in this sort of situation.
[Well, this happens even to the best ones, really]
Yeah. Me fucking either. [ this is the worst. he is conscious! he is very injured, and his leg is really only held on currently by splints and bandages. ] Don't tell me you got swept off to fuckall knows where too?
vax has no idea what a motorized vehicle is either, but he just makes a face along the lines of "yikes". poor kid.
the question gets a shake of his head. ] No, not really. Just doors in a castle. Had our names on them, which was pretty fucked. Each one took us through a couple different situations, and... two of the three of 'em were fucking terrible.
[Pffft honestly this is the third reading comprehension blunder I have had during these last few days. It sucks majorly]
Ah, perhaps the cake that fell was that one. I will say that when I saw the remains under Yasusada I pondered if perhaps he had been transformed into one at some point.
[Given what happened with Ryunosuke it doesn't seem too impossible, really, but it still feels like a ridiculous thing to even say.
vax is... in the cemetery on this fine day, plopped down on the ground in front of one of the head stones. despite only being wrapped up in his raven cloak in this wintery place, he seems perfectly content in his work - carefully cleaning away some of the wear and tear on one of the stones.
hearing footsteps gets his attention, and he glances over, lifting his head in a sup nod. yo ]
Yes, it's a rather bad one. But I also think I did something to make the Prism upset. This whole day I have been getting signals this place perhaps wants me dead as soon as possible.
[...and truthfully he doesn't know what he did. Maybe the Prism just got fed up with this man, in which case, hey, it's fair. November is charismatic and someone you absolutely want working alongside you, but his mannerisms can get grating]
[ ... that's actually concerning. vax sits up proper, his attention moving away from the grave as november gets his full seriousness, and a bit of concern. ]
... Wasn't just some weird trip like Percy's was? Did you get marked like any of the others did last week, too?
but either way. he shrugs a shoulder. ] Iunno the full context - you'd have to ask him. Just said it was trippy, and he felt different after. You feeling weird at all besides the physical thing?
[These are some dastardly bubbles! It's no surprise that, all of a sudden, one of them goes right onto Vax and November. Before long a memory begins, displaying something for Vax's enjoyment]
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Nighttime. This place...it really brings a strange feeling of nostalgia to a Contractor like November. Many would find it foreboding, but he welcomes it...kind of. Above him, far in the sky, there's a humongous vortex of rainclouds, a potent downpour falling all over the area. It's the sort of weather November relies on the most, because here's where his power shines best.
He has his eye on two figures on the street -- a man and a woman. They haven't noticed his presence. November prepares to strike, extending a hand. Dripping water turns into large icicles, sharp and deadly. Gathering three, November takes aim. They're quite some distance away, but his aim...
...his aim is great. An icicle hits the woman on her back, right between the shoulderblades. November doesn't falter at all, he throws a second, a third icicle, all of them piercing her torso. These are very deadly injuries, there's no doubt.
Having fulfilled this, November retreats, getting off the building he was standing on, and descends onto the streets. His mission wasn't over yet! He had to now interrogate that man. Walking, confident, he waits for the man to appear.
Once eye contact was achieved, November acts. Planting a hand onto the wet pavement, November glows, and the water begins to freeze. It's not meant to be mortal! It's meant to immobilize the target. The advancing ice gets stopped by what seems to be electricity, crackling and breaking it, without wasting any time November tosses more icicles. Were this a stationary target he'd have hit it, but since it's a moving one the target dodges, launching what seems to be a hook of some sort onto a building, and tries to make a getaway.
Not good enough! Even though he tried to hit November while swinging, the agent simply chuckles, bats away the incoming attack with a longer spear, and throws it so the rope the target was using to flee gets entangled with it, stopping him. The target falls to the ground, back onto the water, so of course, as soon as that happens, ice freezes all over his shoes.
It's harmless. Annoying, maybe. It injures your pride, most likely. But it's harmless. November doesn't want him dead, after all. "I finally caught you" November boasts, and seems even more satisfied when the target decides to go for the kill, electricity coursing towards November...and doing nothing! "Unfortunately you won't be able to reach me from that distance. Nice, aren't they?" he says, showing off the thick rubber boots he's wearing right now. "Made in Japan. It's quality rubber. Electricity can't pass through at all"
November was fully in control here, so much he calmly takes out a pack of cigarettes, taking one to fulfill his obeisance. It's so wrong that he has to smoke every time he uses his powers, but at times like this, he makes it look cool! Better than the times he doubles over, coughing his lungs out. "Havoc is dead. Your mission should have been terminated immediately"
Not hard to guess this Havoc is the woman November killed just a moment ago. Taking the cigarette out of his mouth, he tries to convince the target.
"Do as we say without further resistance. We won't hold you accountable for this incident. We have no intentions of handing you over to either PANDORA or local authorities" It wasn't a lie, really. After all... "I just want to know about the organization you belong to" All he wanted was information. Then perhaps killing this guy would be necessary, but the information had to come first.
Expecting an affirmative answer, November added: "Decide rationally, as a Contractor would, 201BK" and took another drag of his cigarette.
This was it. Simple enough. The target had no choice at all. Anyone, especially someone with a 100% rational mind, would realize the futility of any action other than accepting, especially when the odds of you winning are very low.
That's why November didn't expect the target to launch a dagger at him.
The dagger embeds right into his arm, pretty deeply! November drops the cigarette, doesn't flinch at all from the immense pain such a stab wound would cause, and realizes the cord connecting the dagger to the target. Acting now was his only chance! Electricity courses through the cord, right when November pulls his arm back, just in time to avoid getting killed. That was it, better restrain the target more--
Or so was the plan, before something came from aside, engulfing the street in front of him in flames. When it got doused off mere seconds later, the target was gone.
Nothing that could be done.
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[When the memory disappears there's November, rubbing his arm with amused expression]
I will admit I didn't see that attack coming. I must have looked overconfident there, didn't I?
[Had this been against any other Contractor he'd have every reason to be confident, but no! It was against the only one out there who apparently leaned into taking irrational, weird decisions! What a night that was]
[Quite the morbid message to be sending. But November does it anyway. Even forgoes his amusement as using Percy's full name when referring to him, instead doing this dead serious]
Just so you know, I considered taking it and decided not to. If you change your mind I wouldn't mind volunteering.]
[As far as November's concerned, making a fight end quickly is far better than allowing an execution to happen, which is why he intended to do it whenever a combat situation arises.
But this is all personal for Vax, so he decided to let him have the last word on this. Last thing they need is Vax holding a grudge against someone stealing something personal from him.
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weekend 0, sunday
hearing footsteps, he glances up, and gives nov 11 the sup nod. hey. ]
Alright?
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[He says that despite the very serious-looking burn on the sleeve of his suit, near the elbow. it's not hard to guess it reached skin! Someone with such a thing still being able to say he's alright is a little bit ridiculous yet he manages to, hah]
I would be doing far better if I had a way to defend myself, yet it seems I don't have a good way to do so.
[Heck, not even necessarily armor, he'd lean more towards a weapon! But yeah, given he's nerfed, November finds himself lacking in offensive power, which he really hates. His cryogenic powers are very deadly and he'd like to have them when you're plunged into this weird monochrome dimension, thank you very much]
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Not good in a hand to hand fight? 's rough.
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[Not deadly enough, as far as he's concerned]
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vax considers this for a moment, then makes a noise. ] Sure, mine either. Leave that to the bigger guys.
Check the bag? There was a knife in it. 's something.
[ can you use the lisa frank knife, november 11 ]
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Still, November does check the bag, taking out the wonderfully colorful knife out of the bag, turning it around in his hands]
Beggars can't be choosers, I suppose. This is the least subtle knife ever conceived.
[But hey it's sharp and a knife, so it fulfills the most basic requirements. Still...he's a little bit puzzled by how colorful it is, haha]
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the lack of subtlety makes him snort, because. yeah. it is very shiny. he pulls his own lisa frank stickered knife out and examines it. ] Not always a bad thing. Sometimes, the less subtle it is, the more cool shit it's imbued with, yeah?
But if you don't want it, I'm sure somebody'd take it off of your hands.
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It would be quite ridiculous if after complaining about the lack of weaponry I give away the only reliable option I have gained. [He flips it in a hand a few times with ease. Good dexterity, yup] I almost would dare guess this 'somebody' is you!
[do you want to double up with daggers dreamwidth user daggering is that whats going on]
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[ he's obviously joking, though, watching the rainbow knife flip about - and then laughs, gesturing with his! ]
And sure, I'd take it if you didn't want it, but I'm good with one. Like you said. Need enough to defend myself with, yeah?
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[Gotta get a Lisa Frank spear]
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[ looks at this knife
range ]
You don't seem like a spear guy. No offense.
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[Throwing icicles left and right, this one]
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[ same hat!!! ]
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If I come across any I suppose I can keep you updated. So far all I have done is throw shards of glass!
[Which, hey, it's deadly enough because he has the strength and ability to make it work but it's far from ideal]
Week 1 -- After CYOA
I didn't expect I'd see you in this sort of situation.
[Well, this happens even to the best ones, really]
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Yeah. Me fucking either. [ this is the worst. he is conscious! he is very injured, and his leg is really only held on currently by splints and bandages. ] Don't tell me you got swept off to fuckall knows where too?
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[Are you aware there are like ten people injured in total, Vax? It was quite the day!]
What kind of place was it? Was it similar at all to how the locations were like when we arrived to the Prism for the first time?
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[ what the fuck actually ] And something about a truck? Whatever that is.
[ someone save ryunosuke. anyway. he tilts his head, thinking. ]
... Sort of. Not really. It was more like just - a white space. Lots of fucking doors. Real ominous shit like that.
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[Word says watching him transform back into a person was gross, Vax, goodness gracious]
Doors? Were they similar to the arches?
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vax has no idea what a motorized vehicle is either, but he just makes a face along the lines of "yikes". poor kid.
the question gets a shake of his head. ] No, not really. Just doors in a castle. Had our names on them, which was pretty fucked. Each one took us through a couple different situations, and... two of the three of 'em were fucking terrible.
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Lucky one whoever didn't get the terrible one.
[And it probably wasn't Vax, really]
What was yours?
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[ i made this exact same mistake reading the cyoa: fun facts by me
but he waves his good hand to that. ] Made a cake for a fucked up monster. That one was the easiest.
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Ah, perhaps the cake that fell was that one. I will say that when I saw the remains under Yasusada I pondered if perhaps he had been transformed into one at some point.
[Given what happened with Ryunosuke it doesn't seem too impossible, really, but it still feels like a ridiculous thing to even say.
Oh well. Shame is not something he feels]
week 2, monday!
vax is... in the cemetery on this fine day, plopped down on the ground in front of one of the head stones. despite only being wrapped up in his raven cloak in this wintery place, he seems perfectly content in his work - carefully cleaning away some of the wear and tear on one of the stones.
hearing footsteps gets his attention, and he glances over, lifting his head in a sup nod. yo ]
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Finding Vax is strangely fitting, though. In his opinion, Vax looks like the sort of person who hangs out in cemeteries for no reason]
Looks like there's a grave made just for me. The Prism doesn't waste any time.
[He finds that kind of funny, really. Is it supposed to be some veiled threat towards him? Because if it is, it isn't working]
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Ha, yeah. Did that to me earlier. [ he is clearly not at all afraid of graves! or graveyards. ] Pretty shitty threat, huh?
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[...and truthfully he doesn't know what he did. Maybe the Prism just got fed up with this man, in which case, hey, it's fair. November is charismatic and someone you absolutely want working alongside you, but his mannerisms can get grating]
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[ buddy.... buddy you ok. vax just thinks he's a lot like anyone else in vox machina so he's perfectly fine. ]
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[He hopes that, given the significance dreams seem to have around here in the Prism, that says a lot.
November also adds, too:]
I should also inform I haven't been able to dream anything in almost a decade, so it wasn't something my head conjured up.
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... Wasn't just some weird trip like Percy's was? Did you get marked like any of the others did last week, too?
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[November shrugs]
How was Percy's dream like? Are you aware of that?
[Usually he'd refer to Percy with his full name, but given the situation he decides to forgo that. He's gathering information, after all]
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but either way. he shrugs a shoulder. ] Iunno the full context - you'd have to ask him. Just said it was trippy, and he felt different after. You feeling weird at all besides the physical thing?
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Week 3 -- Memory Share -- Tuesday
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Nighttime. This place...it really brings a strange feeling of nostalgia to a Contractor like November. Many would find it foreboding, but he welcomes it...kind of. Above him, far in the sky, there's a humongous vortex of rainclouds, a potent downpour falling all over the area. It's the sort of weather November relies on the most, because here's where his power shines best.
He has his eye on two figures on the street -- a man and a woman. They haven't noticed his presence. November prepares to strike, extending a hand. Dripping water turns into large icicles, sharp and deadly. Gathering three, November takes aim. They're quite some distance away, but his aim...
...his aim is great. An icicle hits the woman on her back, right between the shoulderblades. November doesn't falter at all, he throws a second, a third icicle, all of them piercing her torso. These are very deadly injuries, there's no doubt.
Having fulfilled this, November retreats, getting off the building he was standing on, and descends onto the streets. His mission wasn't over yet! He had to now interrogate that man. Walking, confident, he waits for the man to appear.
Once eye contact was achieved, November acts. Planting a hand onto the wet pavement, November glows, and the water begins to freeze. It's not meant to be mortal! It's meant to immobilize the target. The advancing ice gets stopped by what seems to be electricity, crackling and breaking it, without wasting any time November tosses more icicles. Were this a stationary target he'd have hit it, but since it's a moving one the target dodges, launching what seems to be a hook of some sort onto a building, and tries to make a getaway.
Not good enough! Even though he tried to hit November while swinging, the agent simply chuckles, bats away the incoming attack with a longer spear, and throws it so the rope the target was using to flee gets entangled with it, stopping him. The target falls to the ground, back onto the water, so of course, as soon as that happens, ice freezes all over his shoes.
It's harmless. Annoying, maybe. It injures your pride, most likely. But it's harmless. November doesn't want him dead, after all. "I finally caught you" November boasts, and seems even more satisfied when the target decides to go for the kill, electricity coursing towards November...and doing nothing! "Unfortunately you won't be able to reach me from that distance. Nice, aren't they?" he says, showing off the thick rubber boots he's wearing right now. "Made in Japan. It's quality rubber. Electricity can't pass through at all"
November was fully in control here, so much he calmly takes out a pack of cigarettes, taking one to fulfill his obeisance. It's so wrong that he has to smoke every time he uses his powers, but at times like this, he makes it look cool! Better than the times he doubles over, coughing his lungs out. "Havoc is dead. Your mission should have been terminated immediately"
Not hard to guess this Havoc is the woman November killed just a moment ago. Taking the cigarette out of his mouth, he tries to convince the target.
"Do as we say without further resistance. We won't hold you accountable for this incident. We have no intentions of handing you over to either PANDORA or local authorities" It wasn't a lie, really. After all... "I just want to know about the organization you belong to" All he wanted was information. Then perhaps killing this guy would be necessary, but the information had to come first.
Expecting an affirmative answer, November added: "Decide rationally, as a Contractor would, 201BK" and took another drag of his cigarette.
This was it. Simple enough. The target had no choice at all. Anyone, especially someone with a 100% rational mind, would realize the futility of any action other than accepting, especially when the odds of you winning are very low.
That's why November didn't expect the target to launch a dagger at him.
The dagger embeds right into his arm, pretty deeply! November drops the cigarette, doesn't flinch at all from the immense pain such a stab wound would cause, and realizes the cord connecting the dagger to the target. Acting now was his only chance! Electricity courses through the cord, right when November pulls his arm back, just in time to avoid getting killed. That was it, better restrain the target more--
Or so was the plan, before something came from aside, engulfing the street in front of him in flames. When it got doused off mere seconds later, the target was gone.
Nothing that could be done.
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[When the memory disappears there's November, rubbing his arm with amused expression]
I will admit I didn't see that attack coming. I must have looked overconfident there, didn't I?
[Had this been against any other Contractor he'd have every reason to be confident, but no! It was against the only one out there who apparently leaned into taking irrational, weird decisions! What a night that was]
WEEK 3 -- AFTER TRIAL
I assume that you'll want to take Percy's life?
[Quite the morbid message to be sending. But November does it anyway. Even forgoes his amusement as using Percy's full name when referring to him, instead doing this dead serious]
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Just so you know, I considered taking it and decided not to. If you change your mind I wouldn't mind volunteering.]
[As far as November's concerned, making a fight end quickly is far better than allowing an execution to happen, which is why he intended to do it whenever a combat situation arises.
But this is all personal for Vax, so he decided to let him have the last word on this. Last thing they need is Vax holding a grudge against someone stealing something personal from him.
No more messages come after that one]
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this gets a response, actually? ]
Don't you fucking dare.
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Thought so. I won't.
[Hey, have it your way, Vax]