Pierce
Apparently everyone’s ungrateful that all he wanted to do was bring them together to have some fun. And while the dome had been a good idea, in hindsight, it’s the sudden presence of one of the gods here that he’s not quick enough to get out the way of. The god talks to him and he glares with all the daggers he can - helpless, suddenly, bound, suddenly. And Pierce tests the bindings with the flex of strong muscle, stuck in place.
Oh, but not helpless.
Someone vanishes from the outskirts and before he can try and track any tracks left in the sand in the flurry, a blade pierces and lodges itself into his skin (Deimos), hissing out a curse with the bolstering baritone of his voice. Another blade comes, but at least this one he can see (Sunjata). He can’t do shit about it right now, but it sinks in just as the first one does. He grits his teeth and while still stuck, there’s gratitude when his staticky brother appears, protecting him when in reality, that should be Pierce’s job.
He supposes that just means he’s done a great job.
Before he can say anything, there’s an arrow suddenly from Melita that sinks into him too. And the brawler grits his teeth and fights against the bindings again as chaos erupts. He spots the dagger from Thalassa in the corner of his eye, he sees the way the dog piles begin to cross the beach, kicking sand up in their wake. Noe goes for Flora and before Pierce can really see what’s happening, that shitty rose makes an appearance.
At least the attention isn’t directly on him anymore, even if there’s the split second of mourning one of his favorites that had joined up. Pierce thrashes again and this time the bindings snap, a crack that sounds loud in his ears as he straightens up, blades and arrow still sticking out of him. “You ungrateful little shitheads.” He snaps, the growl low and heavy, bordering on a bone grating bass.
Finding the closest person, Pierce pushes through the static that is Vox. Deimos, still invisible, is impossible to find. Melita is on his radar but he picks the person he thinks he could get to the quickest. Pierce’s blue eyes flash with anger and grating frustration, and he aims his flurry punch out at Sunjata.
Pierce aims his flurry attack at Sunjata.
Magic: Flurry | May use three unarmed strikes per round. Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
Regional Score bonus: +1 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +1 should be included)
Oh, but not helpless.
Someone vanishes from the outskirts and before he can try and track any tracks left in the sand in the flurry, a blade pierces and lodges itself into his skin (Deimos), hissing out a curse with the bolstering baritone of his voice. Another blade comes, but at least this one he can see (Sunjata). He can’t do shit about it right now, but it sinks in just as the first one does. He grits his teeth and while still stuck, there’s gratitude when his staticky brother appears, protecting him when in reality, that should be Pierce’s job.
He supposes that just means he’s done a great job.
Before he can say anything, there’s an arrow suddenly from Melita that sinks into him too. And the brawler grits his teeth and fights against the bindings again as chaos erupts. He spots the dagger from Thalassa in the corner of his eye, he sees the way the dog piles begin to cross the beach, kicking sand up in their wake. Noe goes for Flora and before Pierce can really see what’s happening, that shitty rose makes an appearance.
At least the attention isn’t directly on him anymore, even if there’s the split second of mourning one of his favorites that had joined up. Pierce thrashes again and this time the bindings snap, a crack that sounds loud in his ears as he straightens up, blades and arrow still sticking out of him. “You ungrateful little shitheads.” He snaps, the growl low and heavy, bordering on a bone grating bass.
Finding the closest person, Pierce pushes through the static that is Vox. Deimos, still invisible, is impossible to find. Melita is on his radar but he picks the person he thinks he could get to the quickest. Pierce’s blue eyes flash with anger and grating frustration, and he aims his flurry punch out at Sunjata.
Pierce aims his flurry attack at Sunjata.
Magic: Flurry | May use three unarmed strikes per round. Type: Dark | Rank: Mastered
Regional Score bonus: +1 in all shrine visits, drops, PQ+s, KQs, etc. (You must post this at the bottom of any post where a +1 should be included)
