You're right. That'll be relevant two updates ago.
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Even before she recovered from her attack, Lada was smiling. "Just an illusion. How... creative." She chuckled mirthlessly... then exploded into motion, hurling one sickle at me so fast I barely caught the motion. Even as I moved to counter that, Lada started to move forward- only to disappear, a classic hallmark of high-speed movement.
For that fraction of a second she was gone, I could sense her through Mimir's Eye- a blur of presence, darting from one place to the next, feeling to my proprioception like somebody wadded up a big, heavy blanket and started trying to give me rugburn with it.
[2.7 CHARGES STORED. SPELL MATRIX AT CAPACITY.]
In a burst of clarity, I could feel where Lada was headed. Behind me/right side/[SHIFT BACK!]-
WZZZZZZZ-PWWWW!
-and then I was thirty feet behind her, watching her reappear right behind where I'd been. I raised my arm, focusing power to the Fencer's Blade-
[Shift ]
[SHIFTING. CHARGE AT .7.]
WZZZZZZZ-PWWWW!
-and then I was right behind Lada, an instant after she'd appeared. Time seemed to slow down; I saw her head recoil a bit in surprise, her shoulders tensing as she saw her sickle about to hit her in the groin, her right arm beginning to drop into a block...
KZAPPPPPP!
...and that's when the Fencer's Blade hit her, right in the small of her back. Lada jerked, spasming as the overcharged taser fired off; her other sickle fell out of her hand, and clattered to the ground as her legs gave way, dropping her into a crouch.
[INCOMING ATTACK. RESPONSE?]
Oh, right. The sickle. That's at her head level now, right? What if I...
I pulled back my left leg, and gave Lada a precisely-measured kick in the back. The kick itself didn't do much, but the followthrough, backed by my considerable lifting power, pushed her up and to the right...
WSSSSSSSSS-SHING!
THUMP.
...putting her left shoulder right in the path of her own oncoming sickle. The sickle kept going; Lada's left arm, however, just fell to the ground, followed shortly by the rest of her.
Looks like the heat of it cauterized her shoulder- what's left of it, anyway- on both sides. Good. Gives me time to collect her... no, it looks like it's returned to bracelet form... and there goes her barrier jacket. No mahou shoujo transformation, either... thank Venus. Strip her- well, her arm- of the Device, search her pockets...
...credits, knife, knife... are these physical credit bills?!... shiv, holdout pistol (I think), pencil... razor, communicator... *another* communicator... more credits... a bag of some sort of powder... a case of cigarillos, a flask... smells like booze... and two more knives. Huh.
Wonder how much I missed?
Eh, I'm sure I'll find out. Time to get her to Daimler.I gathered up her belongings (pocketing the credits, and putting the rest into a belt pouch), switched back to my 'civilian' barrier jacket, and prepared for a transit straight to the bounty office.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.
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Even before she recovered from her attack, Lada was smiling. "Just an illusion. How... creative." She chuckled mirthlessly... then exploded into motion, hurling one sickle at me so fast I barely caught the motion. Even as I moved to counter that, Lada started to move forward- only to disappear, a classic hallmark of high-speed movement.
For that fraction of a second she was gone, I could sense her through Mimir's Eye- a blur of presence, darting from one place to the next, feeling to my proprioception like somebody wadded up a big, heavy blanket and started trying to give me rugburn with it.
[2.7 CHARGES STORED. SPELL MATRIX AT CAPACITY.]
In a burst of clarity, I could feel where Lada was headed. Behind me/right side/[SHIFT BACK!]-
WZZZZZZZ-PWWWW!
-and then I was thirty feet behind her, watching her reappear right behind where I'd been. I raised my arm, focusing power to the Fencer's Blade-
[Shift ]
[SHIFTING. CHARGE AT .7.]
WZZZZZZZ-PWWWW!
-and then I was right behind Lada, an instant after she'd appeared. Time seemed to slow down; I saw her head recoil a bit in surprise, her shoulders tensing as she saw her sickle about to hit her in the groin, her right arm beginning to drop into a block...
KZAPPPPPP!
...and that's when the Fencer's Blade hit her, right in the small of her back. Lada jerked, spasming as the overcharged taser fired off; her other sickle fell out of her hand, and clattered to the ground as her legs gave way, dropping her into a crouch.
[INCOMING ATTACK. RESPONSE?]
Oh, right. The sickle. That's at her head level now, right? What if I...
I pulled back my left leg, and gave Lada a precisely-measured kick in the back. The kick itself didn't do much, but the followthrough, backed by my considerable lifting power, pushed her up and to the right...
WSSSSSSSSS-SHING!
THUMP.
...putting her left shoulder right in the path of her own oncoming sickle. The sickle kept going; Lada's left arm, however, just fell to the ground, followed shortly by the rest of her.
Looks like the heat of it cauterized her shoulder- what's left of it, anyway- on both sides. Good. Gives me time to collect her... no, it looks like it's returned to bracelet form... and there goes her barrier jacket. No mahou shoujo transformation, either... thank Venus. Strip her- well, her arm- of the Device, search her pockets...
...credits, knife, knife... are these physical credit bills?!... shiv, holdout pistol (I think), pencil... razor, communicator... *another* communicator... more credits... a bag of some sort of powder... a case of cigarillos, a flask... smells like booze... and two more knives. Huh.
Wonder how much I missed?
Eh, I'm sure I'll find out. Time to get her to Daimler.I gathered up her belongings (pocketing the credits, and putting the rest into a belt pouch), switched back to my 'civilian' barrier jacket, and prepared for a transit straight to the bounty office.
My Unitarian Jihad Name is: Brother Atom Bomb of Courteous Debate. Get yours.
I've been writing a bit.