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Chaka
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Gentle River
The mercenary's engorged wrist cracks audibly as River drives his fist into it. The monster staggers back, roof tiles skittering away under its massive feet. Sheer awe is reflected in its eyes as River stands again, blazing with the light of the noonday sun as stylised golden serpents writhe around him in the air. He shakes his head, panting. His power is almost spent, but not yet. "It didn't have to go this way, you know."
He strides towards his foe, fatigue dropping away. The snakes in his anima draw back around his head in a ghastly crown, watching the mercenary with eyes of flame. Waiting.
"We just wanted to build something, you know? And your employers ruined that."
River kicks the mercenary under the kneecap, throwing him off balance.
"And you came so far, to prove yourself, to earn respect, but you weren't prepared. That's not your fault, really."
He kicks the other leg. The mercenary drops to his knees.
Drops of lightning drip from the snakes' slavering mouths.
"How could you be? Your monstrosity has been a bulwark, protecting and guaranteeing your victories. But you're a minnow, little one. And you finally caught a real monster."
The snakes rear back. River's right hand flexes into a rigid claw.
"Let me show you monstrous."
The snakes surge forward through the mercenary as River jabs into his throat, iron-hard fingers sinking through carapace and skin and muscle into the mercenary's tree-trunk neck...
River regenerated 5 motes at top of the turn. He's gonna sink all 7 of his remaining motes into this Decisive attack, plus a 3 die stunt granting +2 and 2 autosux. Dice pool is 18.
The mercenary's face remains expressionless as River's fingernails scrape spine. Without breaking eye contact, River deliberately wedges his other hand into the wound and pulls up, splitting the mercenary's neck open like it's hinged. Crimson spray gouts over his face, chest and arms. He drops the partially decapitated monster and turns away, candy-coated in blood from the waist up.
Always be what they want you to be.
River's mote-tapped completely, on full Willpower+2 and Initiative resets to 3.
The mercenary's engorged wrist cracks audibly as River drives his fist into it. The monster staggers back, roof tiles skittering away under its massive feet. Sheer awe is reflected in its eyes as River stands again, blazing with the light of the noonday sun as stylised golden serpents writhe around him in the air. He shakes his head, panting. His power is almost spent, but not yet. "It didn't have to go this way, you know."
He strides towards his foe, fatigue dropping away. The snakes in his anima draw back around his head in a ghastly crown, watching the mercenary with eyes of flame. Waiting.
"We just wanted to build something, you know? And your employers ruined that."
River kicks the mercenary under the kneecap, throwing him off balance.
"And you came so far, to prove yourself, to earn respect, but you weren't prepared. That's not your fault, really."
He kicks the other leg. The mercenary drops to his knees.
Drops of lightning drip from the snakes' slavering mouths.
"How could you be? Your monstrosity has been a bulwark, protecting and guaranteeing your victories. But you're a minnow, little one. And you finally caught a real monster."
The snakes rear back. River's right hand flexes into a rigid claw.
"Let me show you monstrous."
The snakes surge forward through the mercenary as River jabs into his throat, iron-hard fingers sinking through carapace and skin and muscle into the mercenary's tree-trunk neck...
River regenerated 5 motes at top of the turn. He's gonna sink all 7 of his remaining motes into this Decisive attack, plus a 3 die stunt granting +2 and 2 autosux. Dice pool is 18.
The mercenary's face remains expressionless as River's fingernails scrape spine. Without breaking eye contact, River deliberately wedges his other hand into the wound and pulls up, splitting the mercenary's neck open like it's hinged. Crimson spray gouts over his face, chest and arms. He drops the partially decapitated monster and turns away, candy-coated in blood from the waist up.
Always be what they want you to be.
River's mote-tapped completely, on full Willpower+2 and Initiative resets to 3.
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