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longestnight_old2013-05-24 12:54 am
letskicksomeice) wrote in longestnight_old2013-05-24 12:54 am
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Everyone Loves the Sleigh
They'd had a few days to get settled in. In that time, the Yetis and Elves had been nothing but welcoming, making sure the gang had a never-ending supply of treats, cocoa, and eggnog, as well as more wholesome food to nosh on. Even though they had work to do - and seemed to enjoy doing it - the Yetis had been helpful in getting them all settled in, into rooms specially designed to each of their specifications. If anything had a want or need of something, like new clothes, or a new pair of shoes, they'd been quick to provide.
Jack and Bunny had done their part to make the new folks feel welcome, as well, by showing them around and socializing, but they'd been in and out constantly during the last few days. Some of the times they'd come back in, they'd looked a touch on this side of ragged.
True to their word, despite the fact that they'd been busy putting out fires caused by Kuk and Its minions, they had reached out to a few contacts of theirs to see about helping the others get home.
That was why Jack was gathering them all up on the balcony in front of the globe.
"Okay, guys, we have some good news. We managed to get in touch with an ally of ours. We think she can give us more information about what exactly you are. Like...how much you were changed to be like us, how the mechanics of the world have changed to pull you in. It might give us some headway in figuring out how to get you back home. She wants to meet you."
[ooc: Bendytimed to after they negotiate Tony being allowed to stay at the Pole.]
Jack and Bunny had done their part to make the new folks feel welcome, as well, by showing them around and socializing, but they'd been in and out constantly during the last few days. Some of the times they'd come back in, they'd looked a touch on this side of ragged.
True to their word, despite the fact that they'd been busy putting out fires caused by Kuk and Its minions, they had reached out to a few contacts of theirs to see about helping the others get home.
That was why Jack was gathering them all up on the balcony in front of the globe.
"Okay, guys, we have some good news. We managed to get in touch with an ally of ours. We think she can give us more information about what exactly you are. Like...how much you were changed to be like us, how the mechanics of the world have changed to pull you in. It might give us some headway in figuring out how to get you back home. She wants to meet you."
[ooc: Bendytimed to after they negotiate Tony being allowed to stay at the Pole.]
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He'd probably have to find another way of getting those.
Not that he was thinking too much about that at the moment, instead keeping is aim steady and popping off shots where they'd do the most good. It took a lot of his concentration, which was why he didn't see the one that snuck up in a blind spot until it was nearly too late.
Luckily, the fearling didn't seem to know the meaning of the word 'stealth', either, letting out one of the irritatingly childish giggles before attacking. Sam turned, flinging his arm up to keep it away from his face.
Except it turned into more. Something picked the fearling up, flinging it back into the mass of its bretheren, then went further to push the mass back on that side as well. Sam stared a moment, taking another stumbling step backwards. "Christo," he murmured to himself, stomach twisting. No way. This couldn't be happening again.
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She conjured a rifle and slammed the blunt end into her attacker, spinning on her heel and flipping the business end toward her opponent.
Boom. That took care of another. Mami kept firing through the pain, always calling out her warnings. She'd realized fairly early that she wasn't quite able to pull 50 rifles at once anymore, so accuracy was especially important with each shot she fired. On a fast-moving target, that was difficult.
But soon there were plenty of holes in wings.
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Far from being shocked or suspicious at Sam's new power, Bunny looked like he approved.
"Good onya mate, think you could give that another go?"
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His mind finally flashed back to something Katherine had said earlier. That, as myth spirits in this world, they now had powers as well. He hadn't thought much about it, really, but apparently this was what she meant. At least if they had to give him powers, they were powers that didn't hurt him. Not like the visions had.
Sam took a breath and let it out as slowly as he could, trying to summon up what Ruby had taught him about controlling this portion of his old powers. Much as he hated Ruby and what she'd done to him, at least it might come in handy. It didn't come quite as easily this time, but it did come, Sam holding out his arm to push the fearlings back.
They were in danger and they were fighting. The adrenaline was still there, at least.
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Jack suddenly dropped, straight down to the ground like he'd suddenly turned to lead but it wasn't without purpose, because it meant that two of the fearlings collided into one another, turning into a mass of shadow stuff that bowled over several others before Jack froze the entire mass and in dissolved into dust.
Even amidst the danger, he couldn't help but chuckle. It looked like something out of the Three Stooges.
That laughter quickly left his eyes as he saw a prong of the fearlings arching overhead. So far, they'd kept most of the mass from heading towards the sleigh - and the younger members of the group besides Mami. The fearlings seemed to be trying to get around that.
Jack was reluctant to ask her but he needed the help, Bunny and Sam already had their hands full, and she had quite a range - and good aim - with those weapons of hers. (Not the most kid-friendly, guns, but what could you do?)
"Mami, can you cover me?" Jack asked, looking as if he was about to shoot off even higher into the air.
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Immediately she had a musket swung up to fire anywhere on Jack's trail, her eye narrowed to aim. She readied herself to race off after him, though it'd be difficult without leaving the ground.
That was all right. It had never stopped her before.
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The wind caused by the movement of the shadowy creatures ripped at his clothes as he turned his staff towards them. White-blue light arced out of it like lightning and blasted at the cluster, but instead of freezing it, they scattered right before it hit - and started swarming towards him in haphazard movements.
It had been a trick to draw him out. Mami was covering his back just fine but she couldn't cover that and his front.
"Aw, peanuts," Jack said, as he was suddenly stampeded by them in mid-air, disappearing into the cloud. They seemed to be trying to swipe at him enough to scratch away the ice to get to his skin. He could be seen thrashing in the center of it, freezing them, being buffeted about like he was trapped in a whirlwind. He clearly needed help creating an opening to get out.
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He'd thrown several other eggs in the fight already, and had more to throw, and there was something about the blue egg gripped in his paw that made him pause before throwing it.
Desperation flashed through his expression as he looked at Jack, then back at the blue-shelled egg, as if it were special enough to warrant not throwing in defense of his friend.
The choice was quick, but clearly not one he made lightly.
He looked at Sam, egg still in hand. Mami was a great shot, and she was doing well, but she was already doing what she could. Sam was holding the fearlings back, leaving him the time he'd needed to almost throw the egg, but he could take those, much more easily than he could make an opening.
Without making nearly as much of a sacrifice, anyway. Not that the new myths would know why, what the egg contained that made it worth the life of his best friend.
"Can you help him?"
There was a shadow of a "please" in his tone.
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He didn't exactly have a lot of fine motor control. His telekinesis had never been ABOUT needing fine control. Smack the demon around, then use the other bits of his powers to get the demon out of its shell. Now, though, Jack was in the middle of that mass of fearlings and...
It took effort to shake that thought out of his head as Sam did his best to split his concentration, keep the fearlings back behind his original wall and reach to smack them away from Jack. The screeches and giggles were doing well to kick his adrenaline up, giving him more to draw from. He took another breath and threw the TK as best he could, trying to catch and throw the fearlings around Jack away.
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The frozen blast zigzagged out through the cloud they'd been attached to, freezing and destroying them all.
After that, Jack dropped down and landed heavily on his feet. His shirt was a bit torn, but most of the damage had seemed center on his face and hands. The protective layer of ice over his skin had thickened in response to the attack, and now it was rutted with claw marks, as if the fearlings had been focusing their efforts on getting contact with his skin rather than killing him. It looked like they hadn't managed to break through.
"Thanks for the save," he gasped out to Sam, and then he was back in the air and fighting again as if it hadn't even happened.
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Of course, that didn't mean that they were finished. He looked up, doing his best to keep the fearlings back as he brought his gun up to take a few shots of his own.
Only to click on empty.
"Fuck," he shouted, pulling back slightly. "I'm out of bullets!" Which meant he could hold them back, but he no longer had a weapon of his own.
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"Seriously?!" she shouted back. What had Sam been thinking, not getting into the sleigh to provide cover if he didn't have enough bullets?
Keeping an eye on the building where Molly and Howard had run, Nico pointed her Staff in Sam's direction.
"I-D-F-A!"
Dating gamer geeks did have some side-benefits.
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It had helped that he'd ended up with friends who were interested in video games. Including one who loved his cheat codes. Which was how Sam had any clue what had just been done.
He wasn't too sure HOW she'd done it, but Sam shot a salute back toward the sleigh before turning back to taking out the fearlings. Still picking his shots, but not as worried now.
After all, that was what the unlimited ammo cheat was for.