[don't mind the replica who's asleep on the couch in one of the TV rooms, with the TV still on.]
[oh, nope, now she's slumped against the wall in the same room, dead. pretty much everything in the room has been destroyed, and she's sporting a lot of knife wounds.]
[she can guess where Larx is headed, so she turns- but she's not quite fast enough, and at least one gets her in the back. she's swiping Soul Eater at him now.]
[and then he's gone again, though that swipe did catch him in the arm. Larx here has a mission for himself, though, and that's not going to stop him-- have two Larxene's charging at you from both sides, Amina.]
[oh damn. well, at least she doesn't have to worry about anything coming at her from behind? .......except that coffee table. she just tripped over that. :|]
It was. I have to hand it all to him, I might not have even thought of this otherwise.
[oh but those are big smirks. kind of interesting how they mirror each others' movements as they aim strikes from below, calling down a series of lightning strikes at her.]
[can't help crying out in pain as she's stabbed, but she's not giving up; one hand goes over her stomach to slow the bloodflow and she pulls herself to her feet. have some Dark Firaga.]
[he's hoping he left a nice big rip in that stomach as the blast hits him and knocks him back with a grunt. hmph; he's bringing those kunai up to take a lick at the blood, smirking-- oh, what is he planning?]
[well, there's definitely a lot of blood covering that hand, but she's not about to stop to find out exactly how big the wound is. is it can be Dark Aura time?]
[and all but one disappears after, leaving him there laughing. but now the air is crackling and sparks are coming to life around him as he starts powering up.]
[congratulations, you've got the honor of experiencing Larxene's most powerful attack. He holds his arms out to guide six enormous orbs of energy on either side, surrounded by electricity as they spin around the room -- anything else caught is probably instantly destroyed, but he's aiming for Amina. Enjoy the high, insane cackling that comes with it; someone's having a good time.]
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Want? Nothing at all. Can't, you know.
[knocks on his chest, grinning.]
I'm almost surprised you're stupid enough to sleep unguarded like that.
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[getting up quickly. if there's going to be a fight, she doesn't want to be caught at more of a disadvantage.]
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[yes, those are kunai forming in his hands with a spark.]
I guess I'll just have to remind you not to do that, hmm?
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I'd like to see you try.
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[she'll either have to go over or through the couch, but here's some thundaga for you.]
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[...her reflexes are a little slower because she was asleep a minute ago-- did you know thundaga hurts a lot? 8D]
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[that's the whole point~ and oh, he's disappeared-- or not, because now there's a fistful of blades coming up from behind her.]
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[she can guess where Larx is headed, so she turns- but she's not quite fast enough, and at least one gets her in the back. she's swiping Soul Eater at him now.]
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[and then he's gone again, though that swipe did catch him in the arm. Larx here has a mission for himself, though, and that's not going to stop him-- have two Larxene's charging at you from both sides, Amina.]
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[bringing her weapon up to block against one, but. shit. two. so she's jumping back
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[sorry Amina, they don't work that way - now they're charging at her from the same direction. watch those kunai--]
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[oh damn. well, at least she doesn't have to worry about anything coming at her from behind? .......except that coffee table. she just tripped over that. :|]
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[oh but those are big smirks. kind of interesting how they mirror each others' movements as they aim strikes from below, calling down a series of lightning strikes at her.]
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[hates you so much right now. she's about to get back up, but o-ow those lightning bolts leave her kind of defenseless for a second.]
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[there's only one now, but he's bringing his fist down to try and stab her right in the stomach.]
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[can't help crying out in pain as she's stabbed, but she's not giving up; one hand goes over her stomach to slow the bloodflow and she pulls herself to her feet. have some Dark Firaga.]
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