[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?]
*this is boring you have such bad senses to not feel this predatory intent, so he carefully wiggles his way onto the couch, spooning up behind you and wondering if you'll notice this*
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