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We're more than carbon and chemicals

Who: All Draftees
What: Fighting Third Party
When: 26th, 27th, 28th, 1st, and 2nd
Where: The Southern Farmlands
Summary: See here for overall details.
Rating: Probably gonna be gorey in places :|a

DOESN'T NEED A CUT. People should know how this works, if not, just follow other people's lead. I'm gonna set up some strategist threads at the top, for the four strategists to use if they want to, otherwise people should start their own threads.

((Mod Note: Since this has been asked a few times, just fyi, the livestock do not talk. Happy hunting!))

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[Celty scythes aren't supposed to do tha--no, never mind. The guy's incapacitated, so there's no real reason to kill him. Gold doesn't have a problem with having to do it if it came down to it (judging by the destruction he and Simon are leaving in their wake), but... he'd rather not. Someone else can deal with that if it bugs them that much.

He turns on the speaker of Gurren Lagann to call out to their teammate.]

And another group bites the dust. Great job out there, black biker gal!

[Jack clears his throat. Bruises are beginning to darken on his skin where the soldier had hold of him, and he is beginning to wish there WAS a glass of water near at hand.

Then she lays her head on his shoulder and his heart breaks a little more. So being friends is going to involve her use of his shoulder, and the holding of hands? He shudders, slightly. Tenses. This is going to be very difficult for a man with exactly zero female friends. This is like relearning everything he knows about how to treat a woman.]

A 150, huh? [That no fair. Vash doubts he could live being shot in the head. He had to live his 130 the HARD way!

Eh, on second thought... he likes the idea of NOT being shot in the head too.] So, you've really done this before? [Because if you're lying and you get him to kill you, he'll kill you.]

[ truthfully, this isn't so far off from how buffy would be with a close friend. xander's shoulders were always there to laugh and cry and lean upon; however, it certainly isn't her intention in this instance. instead, buffy has had the full story of archie's plans to court her sister from dawn herself. that kind of slowness impressed her. she had rushed into things with spike because he was there and familiar and they cared about each other and it had been nice, yes...but ultimately not the right fit. ]

Let me know when you think you can go on -- we'll get you back to base in one piece.

Now. Now. I can go now. [Jack reaches back for a purchase on the tree, putting his full weight on the right leg. Dragging himself up to standing.]

[He was doing a bang-up job by the last day; refilled on ammunition, and able to take down the easier third party lackeys, Wolfwood makes his way back toward the defensive post before he gets himself caught up with a Shifter. Well, two, but one of them gets a bullet straight through the temple before he has time to process Wolfwood's presence.

Of course, it's not obvious it's a Shifter until he aims the Punisher, pulls the trigger, and gets an unpleasant click.]

...

[click, click, clickclick.]

... Aaah, shit.

[BRB, hiding behind a tree with his one functional handgun while he's almost pelted with... uh, what are those, even? Throwing knives? fml. B|]

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[ she makes a point to swoop in and settle herself on the side of his hurt leg, offering an arm. ] If you let me help, we'll get to safety faster.

...oh.

[Well now she feels silly.

After a moment she reaches out to where she thinks Kohaku is, by the sound of her voice--lolipire wants to stand! Instead of lying about like an overturned turtle.]

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[Nod, nod.]

Well, yeah! I've had my head cut clean off, before, and I was just fiiine in a few minutes.

[duuuh]

[Lightning Blaster... That was one of Cheria's spells... When did Richard learn THAT?

...No, never mind. Questions can come later. Asbel goes after the four remaining that Richard had just hit with Lightning Blaster, striking them with an Infernal Torrent, followed by a cry of "I'll tear you to shreds!", finishing them off with a Blade Tempest, ending in a sword sheath.

Okay, time to run over to Richard and check on him.]

[He doesn't have much choice but to accept, so he puts on a tight, winning smile.] Aye! Erm...friends!

Oh, well, if you'll be alright I guess I can pull it-

YOU WHAT?!

[Well, even if she's off about that, Kohaku will move to help her up, since that was sort of her fault.]

[ she first tries to hand him her scythe -- she won't be able to carry it and support him considering her busted up arm; although she can feel it mending. ]

...What? [ it sounds like a non-sequitur, to her. ]

Erm. Friends? [The confusion in his voice may or may not be clear. He takes the scythe without really paying much attention to what he is doing, because right now a busted-up heart has suddenly also had the carpet pulled out from under it.]

Acknowledged. Initiating battle protocols...

[Meanwhile, she's just going to get ready to fight any Third Party soldiers that happen to fly within range of her Drive. Even if there might be an Elite or two among them this time, they shouldn't pose too much of a problem for the two of them as long as they're cautious.]

[ oh. ohhh. buffy's gaze drops and she has to take a moment to understand this. her suspicions can be confirmed, then. jack has moved on. she -- the reigning queen of friend-zonined -- has just been friendzoned. ]

You...want to be friends. [ her shoulders would sink if they were not so busy helping him walk. she has to work through this thought. acclimatize to rejection. sure, she has been rejected before. pretty much all of her significant others had been the one to leave her and a fair share of prospective others beyond that simply couldn't handle her unstable, secret-identity ways.

the more she thinks about it, the more it makes sense. of course jack would just want to be friends. not only has she treated him abominably, but once she started to treat him better she still (in effect) shot him down straight out of the starting gate. though she hadn't thought he had disliked downgrading their post-lesson antics to sleeping bag snuggling. then again...pirate.

all of these things swim around in her brain while they walk. buffy needs to learn to not mix the bedroom with the battlefield. ]

[BRB, turning and blocking the both of them from a volley of arrows. He's happy to say they're nothing near as damaging as bullets to the crucifix.]

My head. Chopped off.

It grows back.

Well it's better than the alternative, I suppose.

[That alternative being nothing at all, or worse, simple business associates. At least friendship had some level of affection to it, even if it wasn't what he wanted. He coughed then, harshly, perhaps masking any kicked-puppy look this topic was summoning.]

Shifter.

[Jack barely breathes the word, pointing at the soldier with the glowing eyes.]

[ he murmurs an acknowledgment -- best not to stir the hornet's nest, so to speak -- and slips to the side. ]

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