EC Session 7.5

Afternoon, Merch 2 Minday. //
The party, guided by Pak, soon enough finds Santa - face down in the snow. There is no obvious sign of blood, other than that which Santa is normally clad in.
Pak points! "He's right there!"
Cassandra_Lionheart looks and rushes to Santa's side
Eric_Lionheart checks for a pulse.
[OOC] Riia: Hit in the back of a head with a bag full of toys. Very tragic.
Santa opens one blooshot eye.
ORN: "…"
Ahiru: "You okie Santa man?"
Santa rises up to his feet before loosing an almost feral roar to the sky. "NNNAAAAUGHTYYY CHILDREEEEEEEEEN!"
Riia raises an eyebrow.
Hector: "…well, that save us from having to carry him back."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh boy!"
*jumps backwards*
Santa then looks back down and smiles at Ahiru. "Yes, I'm just fine, lil Ahiru!"
Pak deactivates Sight, blinking. "What was that yell?"
ORN: "How are all so incapable of understanding those three are not friendlies but hostiles; duplicitous, ineffectual hostiles?"
Santa: "Santa merely had the misfortune of seeing some… NAUGHTY… children. But don't worry about that! They're on my List, now."
Ahiru smiles. "That's okay then."
Cassandra_Lionheart nods "Need help back to the workshop?"
Sakha sweatdrops and shakes her head.
Santa cracks his neck, rotates his right arm, and spits a speck of blood into the snow. "HAHAARR! I'm quite able to walk, Cassandra!"
Pak: "Oh!"
Pak: "Thanks for the presents! :o"
Eric Lionheart: "Indeed."
Cassandra_Lionheart nods "Okay, sir."
Cassandra Lionheart: "And yes, thanks for the gift."
Hector: "Wow. Hardcore."
Sakha coughs. "Er yeah… thank you."
Ahiru shows off her Coronet. "I like it!"
Hector: "The shield was quite the gift. I thank ya, from the bottom a'my Belmont heart!"
Eric_Lionheart holds up his staff with the Royal Crown attached to it…then heals Santa up with a fully powered Curaga.
Santa: "AHHAHAH! So you got those, Good Good!"
ORN: "The research was assimilated and will be put to destructive use."
Santa: "Well, you good children deserve them, of course!"
Eric Lionheart rolled 5d8+540 and got 5, 7, 2, 2, 4 for a total of 560
Cassandra Lionheart: "Thank you sir."
ORN: "This Unit is quite enthusiastic about the potential for mass destruction these upgrades shall allow."
ORN sparkles
Santa gives Orn a friendly pat on the head, then begins to walk back to the Workshop, whistling a cheery tune.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at ORN and stares at him.
Cassandra Lionheart: "ORN…I am really, REALLY going to look into reprograming you AFTER we are done."
Santa: "Now now, Cassie! ORN is just the way he is, and you're the way you are!"
Santa: "All the children of the world are different…"
ORN: "It would prove relatively unlikely to function in any case, much like attempts upon yourselves."
Eric Lionheart: "I don't think most 'children' consider mass destruction a good thing, though…"
Cassandra_Lionheart nods
Santa: "Still, ORN isn't a naughty child by any means."
Santa: "Hohoho… that would be a very bad thing for ORN, har yes…"
Pak: "oxo"
Pak: "…W-well, anyway."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Well, if you say so Santa."
Santa leads on
ORN: "Mass destruction is required due to mass hostility. The spectacle performed by Santa upon This Group's first encounter with him shows his understanding of the matter."
Hector is walking close to Sakha.
ORN: "This Unit is unsure of why This Unit would ever possibly wish to become a hostile. That seems rather nonsensical"
Santa: "EXACTLY!"
Santa laughs wildly at this bit of inorganic wisdom.
Pak: "Hoh boy."
Cassandra_Lionheart blinks, and walk next to Eric..very quickly
Cassandra Lionheart: "Eric."
Eric Lionheart: "Hmm?"
The group soon makes their way back to the workshop. A few of the elves, having seen that the party has found Santa, have rallied the others to return. From the smell at the door - someone's replicated Riia's Autocookie, and been working it hard.
Cassandra_Lionheart hugs him tight
Pak oooh.
Pak sniff. "Cookies~"
Santa: "AHAH! It's been hours since I had a cookie!"
The party's noses soon lead them to a pile of cookies about as tall as Hector.
[OOC] Santa: brb
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at the pile of cookies..and drools
[OOC] Hector: that's roughly 71-73 inches, then.
Pak oxo
Pak: "W-wow."
ORN: "Cassie: This Unit has been wondering"
Hector scratches the back of his head. "That's…a lot of cookies."
ORN: "Would not a modification of one's mental processes be less desirable than physical enforcement?"
Pak takes one. chomps.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at ORN "No, I am just worried that my little brother is going tobecome hostile one day. I'm only yhtinking of you."
OpsElvaan: "They're not there to be looked at. Dig in!"
ORN: "While one may at any time back down in understanding if coerced in physical manner, directly modifying thoughts leaves no will or choice in the matter, and no opportunity for one to see the other's point of view"
Cassandra_Lionheart takes a stack of cookies, and milk.
Ahiru munches cookies!
Several of the workshop workers are indeed helping themselves - though the replica Autocookie seems to be providing new cookies almost as fast as they are consumed.
Sakha takes a cookie and nibbles.
Hector: "Mm. I s'pose it's a good a time as any."
Hector eats some cookies.
The cookies are slightly inferior to Riia's, but only slightly.
Cassandra Lionheart: "You are right ORN. I'm just worried about you. Your family to my as well."
ORN: "Beating one's point of view into another still allows them to think for themselves and decide. This Unit would argue 'reprogramming' a hostile sentient is no victory, simply a circumventing of hostilities and arguments"
Cassandra_Lionheart nods, and walks over to ORN…then hugs him
Pak: "…So we should just beat you up if you get too crazy, ORN?"
ORN: "It worked when you were charmed"
Eric_Lionheart takes a cookie and nibbles.
Pak: "Okay then!"
ORN: "This Unit is no cause for worry. Existance's increasing scales of hostility-annihilation may require expansion beyond current capabilities, but this has already been the case for all within This Party several times already."
Cassandra Lionheart: "I'm not going to beat up my own brother…even if he is not concidered family…He is the only thing I have left of my father."
ORN: "This Unit would, however, suggest that Sakha and Riia devise faster methods of travel to ensure timely intervention across other worlds."
Santa is helping himself to a mountainous plate of cookies.
Eric Lionheart: "…"
ORN: "… ."
ORN: "individuals, villages, cities, regions, kingdoms, continents, worlds… … … … ?"
ORN looks at Sakha
ORN: "What comes after?"
Hector: "…reality itself?"
OpsElvaan: "Let us focus on the battle at hand. Speaking of which, sir."
He looks at Santa. "Would this be a good time to brief them?"
Sakha hasn't been paying attention and continues the train idly. "Universes"
Santa: "HRMF?"
Pak: "Hmm?"
Santa swallows his current mouthful of cookies. "Ah, I suppose so!
ORN: "… and what comes after universes?"
Eric_Lionheart ponders the danger of allowing ORN to travel to other worlds…
Santa: "Well, those perky Yeti landed on the South Pole about a Hundred years ago!"
Santa doesn't seem to care if anyone is listening to him.
Riia notes a few holes in ORN's progression.
Cassandra_Lionheart is infact listening.
Riia is, too.
Santa: "My Crew and I saw them arrive, and went off to hinder their invasion! This was when Santa was but children himself!"
ORN is listening to santa, just a little, er, multitasking question time
Pak: "…Um. okay."
ORN: "… santa was children?"
Hector quirks an eyebrow up, having trouble believing that Santa wasn't born fully-formed as an adult.
ORN: "why were your masses combined?"
Santa shoots ORN a look that isn't harsh, but it does clearly commnicate that interruptions may be equated with decapitation requests.
Santa: "So then, after… I don't know how long, those blasted Yeti established their damn barriers, and Santa was actually pushed back to the NORTH Pole! Imagine my embarassment!"
Santa laughs wildly. "Boy, was MY FACE RED!"
Santa sighs, chuckling a bit.
[OOC] ORN: *facepalm*
Cassandra_Lionheart listens in and blinks
Santa: "IN any case, we've been fighting up here for ages and ages. I've managed to keep my crew safe and obliterate any patrols I come across, but you know, now matter how many Yeti I kill there just seem to be more!"
Hector raises his eyebrows in a "you don't say?" manner
ORN: "By what method and speeds do they reproduce?"
Santa: "No clue!"
Santa drinks from his huge glass of milk.
ORN: "There may be a source. Females, or a core of some kind."
Riia muses on those rows of tanks….
Eric Lionheart: "Would it be possible to talk with them, convince them to stop fighting?"
Santa: "Hmm, I doubt it."
Santa: "Now, here is the REALLY pesky thing."
ORN: "Elaborate?"
Santa: "The Yeti have established a base in the south, with a great Shield covering it."
Pak: "Ah, yeah, we heard something about that."
Santa: "I know where the Generators are for this shield, however, I am unable to strike at them, since I must protect my crew!"
ORN: "Understood"
ORN: "Please indicate the location."
[OOC] ORN: its like wrecking Hoth all over again?
[OOC] WC GM: Kinda!
Santa cackles.
Santa: "HAAARR! I should have known you would jump at the opportunity, ORN!"
Santa: "There are three generators in place."
Cassandra_Lionheart perks up "destroying generations…sounds good to me."
Santa holds up 3 sausage-sized fingers.
Cassandra_Lionheart then thinks "Ermm generators..
[OOC] Sakha: Destroying Generations, huh…?
Santa grins. "They've tried to build more, but we've managed to wreck them before completion!"
[OOC] Cassandra Lionheart: yup…
ORN: "Any landing none other than This Unit can walk away from is a competant offensive landing."
Cassandra Lionheart: "i agree with ORN for once."
ORN: "This Unit takes it you are capable of providing the means for a high-altitude drop onto these sites?"
Santa clears his throat. "The generators are in a triangle formation, not far from the walls."
Santa: "Sneaking around the walls is unfavorable, those passes are well-guarded and trapped."
Hector: "So the only two ways in are above and below."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Hmm."
ORN: "Both quite possible. They may not expect both at once, in addition."
Santa: "A better approach would be from the side, if you could approach on the ground with enough speed to break through their defenses."
Riia blinks
Riia holds up a sign: "Trombe."
Hector: "Quite."
ORN: "This would require the Trombe Unit to rejoin This Group. Overlay armor integration could then be performed."
Riia nods.
Riia gestures towards Pak, then taps her eyes.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Heh..That worked the last time."
Pak blinks.
Pak ohs!
Pak casts Sight again.
[OOC] WC GM: MAG check
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 77 for a total of 77
There is no sign of Trombe within Pak's radius of Sight.
[OOC] Pak: GF.
Pak rolled 1d100 and got 99 for a total of 99
[OOC] Pak: …:T
Still none.
Riia frowns…
Pak: "I don't see it.."
Riia eyes Santa.
Santa blinks
Riia signs: "How many parts survived Factory fall?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "I hope Trombe is all right."
Riia signs: "Moogles had enhancer for sight, maybe one survived or can build."
ORN: "In the meantime, alternative modes of transport to suggest?"
Santa shrugs at Riia.
Pak auu. ;.;
OpsElvaan: "A moogle was talking about a Sight enhancer. We've been working on repairing it, but it is not ready yet."
Riia nods.
Cassandra Lionheart: "Ah."
Riia frowns as another thought strikes her; she then looks very alert and at the Ops Elvaan.
Hector pats Pak on the head. "Don't worry 'bout it. He'll come back."
Riia signs: "You found metal footprint, yes?"
Riia follows that sign up with "How far?"
OpsElvaan: "Actually, our search teams did find a few other large footprints."
The Elvaan holds up a picture of a Trombe track. "I assume you know what would have made this."
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at the picture.
ORN: "The Trombe Unit, as stated earlier."
ORN: "An actual friendly, much like Fakir or Random"
The Elvaan holds up another picture, of a hole in the ice next to the teleport wall. "One of our teams went to the other side, and found this."
Cassandra Lionheart: "A way in."
OpsElvaan: "They did not go in, but the hole appears to travel down a long distance."
OpsElvaan: "Would this have been your allies?"
Riia nods
Riia nods
Riia grins…
Riia holds up a sign: "Shortest way to us would have been under the wall?"
ORN: "Possibly. This was expected, though not necessarily them without further tracks or information, Riia"
OpsElvaan: "Do you have a way to contact them?"
Pak: "I don't know…"
ORN: "Visual or audible within such ranges are possible. However, here and now, unlikely, unless…"
ORN looks over at pak
Ahiru: "If I could, I would."
She pouts
ORN: "are you capable of targetting your portals to nonspecified locations near individuals?"
Pak: "…N…no?"
Hector: "Cripes, Orn. Stop expecting so much. Pak's not some kinda archmage r'anything like that."
Pak: "Yeah ._. A professional Time Mage could do it, but I just dabble."
ORN: "Have you tried?"
ORN shakes head at Hector
Hector: "I'M not a mage. Pak isn't really, either."
ORN: "Negative; This Unit simply knows Pak to be relatively capable of unexpected methods. It is certainly worth an attempt given his abilities"
Pak: "…I mean, I guess I could try SOMETHING."
Hector sighs.
Hector: "Look, I still have this."
*takes the radio out*
Pak: "Gimmie some space first. Can we head back outside?"
ORN: "Most do not transform gil directly into various effects either, agreed?"
Hector: "There might be someone on the other side."
Sakha opens her space pocket and idly exchanges her book for a new volume.
Hector presses the button. "Anyone out there?"
Cassandra_Lionheart watches the group and sighs
Pak: "…dang it. We should have stuck one of those radio-things on Tromby ._."
Regent: "Hector? Is that you? This is working better than I thought it would."
Cassandra Lionheart: "We can do that when we find him Pak."
Regent: "Did you make it through? What happened?"
Hector: "Hey, there's someone out there!"
Hector clears his throat, presses the button. "Yeah, it's me."
[OOC] Pak: brb
Hector: "A lot's happened."
*recounts the last few sessions*
ORN: "That works too"
Regent: "…"
Regent: "Well. I'm glad to hear you're still safe."
Hector: "I…don't think she believes me."
Regent: "The Yeti counterattacked over the wall. My…I mean, Random barely made it back in one piece."
Regent: "I'm sorry, but I can't risk sending any reinforcements the same way. We'll be ready once you can take those walls down, though."
ORN: "Annihilation is currently paused but proceeding smoothly for this group."
Cassandra_Lionheart nods "I want to get moving then. Waiting only makes the Yeti stronger."
Hector speaks into the radio. "Yeah, yeah. We're workin' on it."
ORN gets a little closer to the radio; "Please inform the Trombe Unit that This Group requires rapid transport should you encounter it."
Regent: "You mean you haven't found Trombe yet?"
Hector: "We haven't. He's around somewhere, but we just can't find 'im."
Regent speaks faintly, as if talking to someone else for a moment. "…yes, yes, I'll tell them." Then normally, "I'm afraid I have some bad news. Fakir has…done something rash."
ORN: "… . ."
ORN immediately pictures a statue again
Hector: "That doesn't surprise me."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Oh what happened?"
Regent: "He said he was tired of not being of use, of letting Ahiru down. So he tried to find an alternate way in."
Regent: "I insisted on sending a squad with him."
Ahiru: "Fakir would be fine no matter what!"
Regent: "He went down the Mithran tunnels, to the south. At the end, they found - it looked like someone had busted them, in an effort to get out."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Too brave…and too hardheaded for his own..huh?"
Regent: "Fakir was able to get through, but the squad was unable to follow."
Regent: "So Fakir, and whoever did that, might be wandering around if they found a way under the wall."
ORN: "Fakir needs to get over his fear of Ahiru and join This Group for combat purposes to avoid her worrying"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Okay, we will try to find him then."
Regent: "So…you said they're all at the south pole?"
Regent: "I'll have the fleet assemble outside that wall, then."
Cassandra Lionheart: "That is the best news I heard all day."
Regent: "Let me know when you have more news. Regent out."
Hector puts the radio away. "Well, that was useful 'n informative, wouldn't ya say?"
ORN nods and pats the duck on the head lightly
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yeah."
Ahiru is patted.
Pak: "S-so now what?"
Pak is still Sight-ing.
Pak !
Pak: "Ah!"
Pak: "O-oh god."
ORN: "use northern warp walls to immediately make way to the southern region, where the elimination of generators and yeti will proceed"
Pak: "I see…"
Pak: "I'm detecting some incoming Yeti!"
ORN: "This should also allow This Group to reunite with Fakir and the Trombe unit."
OpsElvaan: "WHAT?"
OpsElvaan: "Where?"
ORN: "… Understood. direction?"
Cassandra Lionheart: "I say we get them!"
*gets up and grabs her gear*
Santa stands up from his table suddenly.
Pak: "Um."
Pak: "Okay, there's about 1000."
Pak: "Ish."
Hector: "A THOUSAND?"
OpsElvaan: "…that's a scouting party."
Cassandra Lionheart: "One..thousand…scouting party?"
OpsElvaan: "They must be here to investigate the factory. We can't let them get close."
Pak points in a direction. "I think they're coming from that way!"
Hector: "Then you better fire some kinda explosive shell or somethin'."
Hector: "I wouldn't say that each of us is worth a thousand ourselves."
ORN nods
OpsElvaan: "We're still working on the defenses. If it had been tomorrow…"
Santa shoulders his axe, and is already walking outside.
ORN: "no more than 400 each at this point in time"
OpsElvaan: "Can you delay them?"
ORN nods
Pak: "We can definitely help!"
Sakha is still reading her books,
ORN: "This Group should prove capable of thinning out their numbers in explosive fashion."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Yes, let us send them home in body bags!"
Hector: "What the hell is that supposed to mean, anyway?"
Riia cocks an eyebrow at Hector, confused.
Hector: "Someone dies, ya burn the body or just bury 'em somewhere. There's no point in havin' a bag."
Riia quirks her nose at Hector and signs "For study of cause."
Pak: "…I'll keep Sight up. Someone carry me to them! c.c;"
Riia hoists Pak up.
Hector scratches the back of his head. "Well, if you say so. You're the genius, after all."
Pak sweatdrops. "…Wait, who's lifting me."
Pak feels at.
Riia guides Pak's hand to her ears.
Pak ah! "Riia's strong enough to lift me? c.c I'm suprised!"
ORN stops himself from helping Riia with that; this seems more amusing…
Pak: "But okay!"
Eric Lionheart: "Hmm."
OpsElvaan: "We'll send some of the younger ones as a second wave."
He sighs. "More casualties…"
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at the OpsElvaan and sighs "It does happen."
ORN shakes head
OpsElvaan: "There have been children born, raised as soldiers, and fallen in battle, on both sides. And it won't stop until one of us is dead."
ORN: "This Group will ensure casualties of friendly forces are kept to a minimum. The same cannot be promised for the existance of the hostiles. Long range bombardment is suggested."
Cassandra Lionheart: "And that is understandable. But we can't let them through right?"
Eric Lionheart: "Too bad we can't talk the Yeti down instead…"
OpsElvaan: "We tried that. Genocide is their only answer."
Santa is striding out of the workshop and towards the Yeti horde
Pak points! "Let's go!"
ORN: "Genocide is This Group's specialty."
ORN nods at pak and rushes out
Cassandra_Lionheart follows Santa
Riia frowns at ORN
Riia signs: "How? Never done it yet."
Riia does follow, though, with Pak on shoulders.
Pak grabs Riia's ears, steering her~
[OOC] Hector: So is this combat guaranteed, then?
[OOC] WC GM: Yes, but it'll be next session.
[OOC] Pak: oh, okay~
[OOC] WC GM: I'm going to wrap short today, after setting it up.
[OOC] Hector: Ah, alright. So I don't roll my 30% chance until next week.
[OOC] Pak: That's fine.
[OOC] WC GM: But there's a bit more story before then.
The Yeti are a ways away. It takes over an hour to walk out to meet them. But, sure enough - the snow on the horizon seems to be walking towards you.
ORN will try a little something on IM, and start tossing charged cherry-blossom shots into the snow, to detonate "later" in the meantime
Pak: "Man… c-can we really beat all these? ;.;"
Santa is grinning ear to pointy ear.
Hector: "Even with the endless power of courage, I doubt we're gonna have an easy time."
ORN sparkles and nods at pak and santa
Cassandra Lionheart: "Easy? Since when was this trip easy?"
Hector: "Just because I say somethin', doesn't mean you have to. We're not a comedy pair."
Santa: "Nothing worthwhile is easy, war included! HARHAR HAR!"
[OOC] WC GM: ORN: Lore: Minerals check
Cassandra_Lionheart smiles and pulls out sword "Hector, just get ready."
Hector: "If anythin', Pak and I would be the comedy pair, 'cause we've got a good chemistry goin' on."
ORN: "Then combine your endless power of courage with the endless wisdom of the creators, This Unit, and a berserking jolly old man"
ORN rolled 1d100 and got 45 for a total of 45
[OOC] ORN: made it by 55
Hector: "Our weapons are…courage, wisdom, and a giant axe?"
Hector: "…somehow, that's enough for me."
[OOC] ORN: would also have made it by 15 if it was explosives instead
ORN: "Courage, Wisdom, This Unit, and various aspects of magic."
ORN: "And several handheld weapons"
ORN: "… … … hold"
ORN: "Eric. Prepare shielding for region-wide dust detonation"
ORN: "This entire area can potentially be detonated. This Unit suggests a combination of Wind element, detonation of Minor-Selves and sparks."
ORN: "This is not snow."
Hector: "If ya need me to charge up somethin' with lightning, just tell me."
Santa: "…"
Eric Lionheart: "Region…wide?"
Riia blinks
ORN: "Affirmative. Note the consistency. This is virtually edible"
ORN points at what they're standing in
Santa: "Hmm. You're right!"
Santa: "How queer."
Riia takes some effort to get the sign out while not dropping Pak, but manages to raise it reading "What is it?"
ORN: "Shielding will be required, but this should prove appropriately useful to total annihilation, similar to the detonation risk encountered earlier in a cave."
ORN checks what it actually is to make sure (far as I know it be sugar tho)
Pak is keeping track of their distance and speed.
It's not quite sugar, but close. The consistency…somehow reminds ORN of Mignon Lilas.
Whatever it is, the Yeti are in the middle of it, and the party is just past the edge.
ORN nods at pak, santa and hector
Eric Lionheart: "So what sort of protection do you require precisely?"
[OOC] Hector: IN A CAAAAAAAAAAAAVE
ORN: "concussive detonation, massive scales"
ORN: "Altering overlay to self-detonation. Deploying minor selves"
ORN starts chucking small balls of shards into the field and holds his right hand up outstretched, waiting
ORN: "Shielding, detonation, dispersion and ignition."
The Yeti are getting close. You can see the blacks of their eyes.
Cassandra_Lionheart grips her sword in her hands and waits.
Hector: "Whenever you're ready, y'know."
The Yeti see you. A yell goes out; they charge…
[OOC] WC GM: Background music change: www.wingedcat.org/rps/trombe.mid
Suddenly, the Yeti in front seem to…get knocked into the sky?
???: "YEE-HAH!"
Almost before you can process what is happening, Trombe has picked you up and is running from the fight, smoke leaking from weapons ports on the chest. A familiar female Elvaan is clutching Trombe's neck, Santa dangles from the beak, and you are in your usual positions on its back. A few Yeti have managed to cling to Trombe's tail, dangling like bits of a scarf in the wind.
Riia: //=| //
Pak: "T-TROMBE @_@"
Cassandra Lionheart: "Whoa! Trombe!"
Hector: "Wait, WHAT?"
Riia wonders who the Tromberider is
[OOC] Pak: Trombe Interrupt!
Santa looks surprised but still pretty positive.
[OOC] Hector: If you need a Trombe MP3, I can hook you up with the Alpha 3 and OGs versions.
Cassandra_Lionheart looks at the Yeti "You get off here!" *slams the hilt of her swod into the Yeti's hands hanging on*
[OOC] WC GM: Eh. We've been using the MIDI version. If you prefer the MP3, well, you have the upgraded soundtrack.
[OOC] Hector: DAMN RIGHT I DO.
[OOC] ORN: very much an interrupt indeed
[OOC] Riia: …..but…..
[OOC] Hector: Though I'm listening to Graveworm right now instead.
[OOC] Riia: ….but why?
[OOC] Riia: MIDIFTW!
The rider looks back - it is Mignon Lilas's clerk. "Hope you don't mind. It looked like you could use a hand."
ORN closes his fist nevertheless, detonating all of his tossed out charges
Pak: "I- w-what-"
Hector: "That has to be some of the strangest timing I've ever seen."
Cassandra Lionheart: "Thank you very much."
Pak: "I-i'm confused"
Pak still has sight on, so is just very…"
The field ERUPTS, leaving the Yeti who aren't clinging singed.
Pak: "…"
Clerk: "Oh, thanks! I was wondering how I was going to detonate that."
Pak: "Oh, yeah! We've got Yetis on our tail!"
Hector: "We know that!"
[OOC] Hector: Did we do anything today to refill our HP/MP?
[OOC] Hector: If the cookies count or not, I suppose.
The Yetis on Trombe's tail climb up, ready to fight. //
Pak: "No, I mean they're ACTUALLY ON TROMBE'S TAIL."
[OOC] WC GM: They do.
[OOC] Hector: HEAR THAT, GUYS? FULL HEAL.
Hector: "I know that, too!"
Cassandra Lionheart: "I'll get them."
[OOC] WC GM: And with that…

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