[IC] The Room

[Overlord Thraka]

*Taboo's eyes light up and are fixed on the little baggie*
Taboo: May I try some Finnick? The Dragonthorn?
*She doesn't take her eyes off the bag as a grin splits her face and she holds up her wine-glass*

*Horus keeps fighting hard. His style is that of brutal precision, nearly every attack going exactly where he places it, but not only with precision but with immense power and strength behind the blow. Assuming his stolen bladed weapon holds up it cleaves foes in half with the power of his swing, while the lance tears his opponents asunder. He is slowly being overwhelmed however, and is bleeding freely from over a dozen mild injuries among a score of minor ones*

*Iris has gotten up and is standing by a window, wrapped in a blanket and looking out at the storm.*

[2BlackJack1]

*Finnick smirks and pours some of the Dragonthorn into Taboo's drink, albeit not as much as he did to his own*
Finnick: Careful now.

[Overlord Thraka]

*Taboo eagerly takes the drink, grinning widely, and sips it then reacts accordingly to whatever it does to her*

[Vulkan 707]

*The large creature fails to parry Vases attack, and roars with agony as his gut is wretched open. It brings it maul up, and slams it's head on the ground sending out a fairly large shockwave of energy. The mutated Praetorian is on Horus, and tries to stab him with a electrified crystal. The other praetorian goes to meet Lecter, two long crystal spears in it's hands. Most of the red fleshed creatures are dead, though some of their mutated brethren still fight.*

*John is moving forward with his pistols, and puts one of the mutated red fleshed things down.*

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*The faceless creature with the distended jaw smile never leaves it's fucked up face. It waves it's hand one last time, and begins to walk away from the portal to the waiting tar dragon. A low rumbling can be heard under him, though it heads opposite of him towards the fight. It climbs on the dragons back, and they both fly north.*
*The rumbling gets ever closer to the group.*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus is knocked away by the shockblast, but still manages to keep a death-grip on the lance, though he loses his other weapon. When the Praetorian lands on top of him he uses his free hand to grab his foe's wrist, but still yells in pain as he's jabbed and electrocuted, his strength however, keeps the crystal from stabbing deep*
*He reverses his grip on the lance and rams the butt of it into the Praetorian's face repeatedly until his foe either gets off, is knocked out, or killed*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter moves to meet the Praetorian, holding Karma two handed*
Lecter: Might not have killed your friend, but I'll make sure you fall.
*He dashes forwards, and tries to cripple the Praetorian's leg with his blade. Karma leaves a trail of purple energy as it swings, and the blade thirsts for the creature's blood, as it can feel Lecter's spite towards the Praetorian*

*The Dragonthorn would cause Taboo's muscles to briefly seize up as she becomes connected to the Fade. Then, her vision would have a kaleidoscopic change, which goes away if she focuses on something, and is stronger the closer it is to her peripherals. Finnick grins, cause he knows what's happening*
Finnick: First time is always the best.

[Overlord Thraka]

*Taboo topples off her stool as her muscles seize up.*
Taboo: Ohhhh...
*She smiles vaguely and enjoys the pretty colors for a minute before stumbling to her feet and chugging the rest of her glass*
Taboo: Izgud... gudstuf...
*The drugs seem to set off the alcohol already inside her and she appears visibly more intoxicated*

[Vulkan 707]

*The praetorian fighting Horus uses it smaller forearms to pointblank fire blots of energy into his stomach. With his upper arms he tries to ward off the series of attacks, but takes a heavy beating. Horus's attacks with the butt of the lance do some damage but the chitin plate absorbs most of it, and on top of that Horus is getting hit with arcs of purple lightning.*

*The other praetorian fighting Lecter, manages to parry his attack. Though the crystal spear, cracks from the impact with Karma (Assuming it is p powerful.) It then tries attacking with the other spear aiming to impale Lecter in a forward thrust.*

*The remaining red skinned creatures, and their mutated brethren form up and concentrate on attacking Beatrix trying a last stitch effort to try and take her down.*

*The damaged leviathen creature with six legs, decides fuck it, and zaps himself with his purple beam. He drops his crystal maul as rampant mutations run amok through his body. In seconds he grows a new set of meaty arms ending in a ball of crystal spikes. It's jaw distended, and razor teeth sprout from it. It also grows in stature towering over Vase. It roars, and sends a series of attacks towards him.*

*John shoots the leviathan with all barrels of his gun, and rips a good chuck out of it's head. It roars, but keeps pressing the attack.*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus roars in pain and in a last ditch effort finally drops the lance. Instead he takes both hands and does a good old 'thumbs to squish the eyes' trick, while also pushing the creature as hard as he can, trying to get it off him. His stomach is getting seriously burned though and the stench of burning flesh fills the air*
*If he succeeds in imploding the creatures eyes, he then grips the eye-sockets and yanks in opposite directions, as if trying to tear the creature in two via it's eye-sockets*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter would smirk if he wasn't so busy with his fight, and manages to twirl around the spear, and stabs at the Praetorian's chest*

*Finnick laughs as she falls off the chair*
Finnick: Knew you'd like it.
*Taboo would feel her emotions stronger than before, where mild happiness is euphoria, and being bummed would basically be depression. She would also switch between emotions more easily*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Taboo grins shakily at Finnick*
Taboo: Oh yeah... this is good...
*Her legs buckle as she goes through a dizzying number of emotions, varying from worry for her brother to the thrill of the high. Eventually she settles on thrilled and giggles infectiously*
Taboo: Yes... Ooh I like this... Not like anything I've done before...

[2BlackJack1]

*Finnick grins and downs his own glass, a shiver running down his spine as he does so*
Finnick: Almost makes up for losing that Lyrium. But I didn't have to kill that thing, at least. Almost got scratch marks on my staff.
*Whether Finnick is experiencing the Dragonthorn as much as Taboo or not, he keeps to himself. He is, however, enjoying himself regardless*

*Elewynn stands up from her seat after finishing her glass*
Elewynn: I'm going to look around the area. See if I can get some food, or anything.
*Finnick just nods and waves Elewynn away, and he goes back to refilling his drink*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Taboo sits on her stool, just sort of looking around at various things until Elewynn gets up*
Taboo: There's a kitchen... Over thataway...
*She gets another drink, which she really doesn't need, and downs it quickly, not bothering to savor the taste*
Taboo: (Hic) Oog... Itz ben a while... since I felt this good...
*She grins and giggles again. She looks around, enjoying the images given to her by the mind-enhancers. She looks at Finnick and bows her head, the movement lacks her usual grace and is instead a rather clumsy bow*
Taboo: Thank you... where did you get thiz? And where can I get moar?

*Mergoux is eating a meal in the kitchen silently*

[Vulkan 707]

*Horus punches through the eye, but as he tries to bisect the creature, the praetorian makes a final roar and explodes. The explosion would be on par with a heavy block of C4, and sends electrified spears everywhere. It's thick acidic blood burns everything organic it touches.*

*The one Lecter fights tries to claw at him, as he gets passed his guard. It's smaller forearms also try to grapple him. Karma also sinks deep into the creature, causing it to make a howl of rage.*

*John starts supporting Beatrix in slaughtering the red skinned creatures.*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Horus howls in agony as as sizable crater is opened in his torso from the explosion and he loses 2 fingers and an eye. As the acid begins to eat away at him his vision swims in and out of focus. He staggers to his feet, wobbles a few steps then collapses*
Horus: I-Iris...
*He crawls a few paces more before his vision blacks out and he slumps to the ground, bleeding heavily and rapidly approaching death's door*

*The woman formerly known as Iris feels a heavy sinking sensation in her stomach. She actually feels ill and quickly strides towards the door*
Jilial: Hanna! Go to your room! Please stay there until I get back okay? I've g-got... got t-to s-see something...
*Exits the room as Hanna does as she's told. Once outside, Jilial doesn't even acknowledge Jillian and instead sets off running at a speed that would make Usain Bolt irrelevant. Her bare feet pound along the ground as she sprints for about 300 feet before extending her wings. She flaps them clumsily for a few seconds before lifting off and beginning to fly towards the storm*

[2BlackJack1]

*Lecter notices Horus' fall, but is too busy with his own fight to help*
*The Devil Hunter is forced to abandon Karma inside the Praetorian as he falls back, drawing both of his arm blades while backpedaling rapidly, but gets clocked in the jaw in his retreat. Considering the Praetorian is as strong as it is, his jaw shatters and he is sent off his feet*
Lecter: Sonofabitch...

*Finnick shrugs*
Finnick: Forbidden Oasis. Nice place, slightly abandoned. Other than that, a higher end dwarf dealer might get you some. Just don't let yourself be scammed.

*Elewynn nods her thanks and follows Taboo's directions to get to the kitchen. She notices Mergoux and frowns at the kitchen, as she has no idea how to use even half of it*
Elewynn: Might as well be Qun made...

[Overlord Thraka]

*Mergoux looks up and her mouth draws into a tight line when she sees the newcomer is an Elf. *
Mergoux:...Get used to it. Half the s*#& around here doesn't make any f&#ing sense.
*She glares at Elewynn from under her helmet*
Mergoux: Who are you Elf?

*Taboo nods and grins drunkenly*
Taboo: My father employs a few Dwarves... I'll have to talk to them then... This is (hic) good s&#@...
*She grins and pulls a small pouch from her pocket before sliding it over to Finnick*
Taboo: Here... exchange... Now we're even...
*Inside the pouch are several grams of grade A booger-sugar*

[2BlackJack1]

*Finnick opens the pouch and eyes the substance before smiling*
Finnick: My thanks. Haven't had a non magical take in awhile.

*Elewynn raises an eyebrow at Mergoux's bluntness*
Elewynn: I'm Elewynn. And you are?
*Her tone is entirely neutral, and not bitchy even though she's tired of Mergoux's not so hidden discrimination against elves*

[Vulkan 707]

*The last Praetorian grabs two crystal spears from it's back and rips them out. It's smaller arms try to pull Karma out of it's torso, but is failing. He's also heavily injured, and seems somewhat frantic to pull the sword out.*

*Sasha wakes up in her booth at the bar, and inspects her stomach wound.*
*She sighs, and checks her watch for how long the group has been gone for.*

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*Jillian sits on the couch silently cleaning her Magnum.*

[Overlord Thraka]

*Taboo grins and nods*
Taboo: It's good... Some of the best, I make sure only to use the best.... Let me know if you want more, I-... No wait, not anymore... You keep ahold of that, that's nearly the last of what I've got...
*Her emotion sinks drastically as she remembers the destruction of her home at the hands of Karma and she looks extremely depressed for a few moments*

*Mergoux glares at Elewynn, as she's used to Elves being nose-in-the-air snobs who think of humans as humans think of rodents and cockroaches*
Mergoux: I'm Mergoux
*She barks out her name shortly*