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Time flies, right?

25/06/2024

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I... can't actually make a post.

Like, I'm neither in the mood nor schedule for RPing, so you may need to skip me for now.
University work's getting on me... though I'll see what I can do in the coming days.
"Ahem, right..." I cleared my throat after my tirade, sparks leaving my mouth as I gave a parting glare to the princess. She seemed mostly nonchalant the last time I saw her, my time spent curiously spying on Robert as he sprinted like a madman and back. Hell, he seemed to take piss out of the zombies to our amusement, flicking sunlight into their eyes and causing them to stumble (more so than before). I snickered whilst looking around to Deravan and the others, forgetting about the dust briefly as Robert came back unharmed rather quickly. I was about to congratulate him with hands out to clap until he suggested clearing up the area of undead, which... "Er, I'd probably leave this God-forsaken place." I suggested, rather deflated considering we already had our main goal. Hell, our original goal was to just grab the dust and leave, not risk our lives to purge one or two of these things.

"I take it these things are rather weak to fires?" I asked, in case we came to an agreement to fighting as opposed to leaving.
It seems Lugia's caught my condition of 'not posting because of various reasons within my life.'

Hopefully it's more of a brief phase than anything serious.
Admittedly I was a little annoyed with my suggestion being taken further, frowning at Robert. It was one thing to take a potentially worthless slab (worthless being mysterious and extremely risky), and certainly another to run into a desert of doom for a possible solution to the whole problem. Honestly, I would've given the idea of simply fleeing the continent more weight than this. "Well... you lads go on ahead. I don't have prior experience with the dust, let alone knowledge of immunity." I stated, a degree of seriousness on a usually discrete voice. It was one thing to fight off humans, but a landscape of dust didn't seem so survivable.

Of course, that's when I noticed a large glob of grey dust hurtled towards my face, impacting my neck as I futilely drew out my knife and slashed it at the princess' chest. (I wasn't quite acquainted with the princess' incredibly infuriating ability.) For a moment I thought I saw my mother in a white flash as I cursed the princess, anger and confusion running through me shortly afterwards. "You fickle newt! What in the Lord's name do you have in that blasted noggin of yours!?" At the time, I was quite enraged and threatened to pick a fight with the princess (again, not quite knowing about the magical invulnerability she had), dust having to be swatted out of my priceless coat and wiped away from my cheeks, stinging my skin but nowhere near brain-dead. "Absolute bitch you are, I would be glad to strangle your neck if the bloody thing took over!" Extremely pissed, fire and embers in my voice. To the point where I almost reverted to a hidden rougher accent. Either way, she got her confirmation and so did everyone else. I hadn't exactly had my composure broken in a long time.
I didn't quite receive my fair share of the fight, anxiously steering myself into position and figuring how I'd hit the Goodra without hurting Kamina. He was rugged and tough enough to shrug off most hits, but I wouldn't know much about having electricity coursing through him. However, the Goodra wasn't waiting patiently; I had my doubtful scenarios slapped out of me, my magnet instinctively raised and blocking much of his power as it went around many of us. It definitely stung afterwards and almost knocked me out of air though.

When my vision cleared up, the Goodra was clearly slumped against the icy walls, still rearing to go besides its poison and fire marks on its skin. Anthony seemed to cheer a little early as I ensured we'd get to saving the town quickly. "Just let us through this damn place." A quick flash of yellow followed as I pointed at the Goodra, letting out a bright thunderbolt that cracked at ears and struck the Goodra down with its force.

After that, it was mostly silence and talking amongst ourselves, alongside some heavy breathing. I looked to the others, Kamina explaining there was still an issue with how Reshiram was getting through. We'd likely have to get creative... or bad news, we'd have to fight Kyreum ourselves. Now, I can't quite say if there was or wasn't some improbable lever made of ice at the end of the maze, because that would spoil the story for now...
I didn't even pay attention to the princess, taking my eyes off her rather immaculate gown and continuing to stare out into the desolate beyond. "You're invulnerable. You could at least poke the next road-agent we meet in the eyes." I muttered, half-heartedly suggesting a use for her as I continued to spy on the grey destruction ahead of us. My shocked expression had long been replaced by a concerned and grim look. Surely it would've been reassuring to look at the greenery behind us, but it all just seemed helpless against this unstoppable tide of doom.

Well, except for a strange patch of light green almost peaking the horizon. Anything that could shuffle seemed to steer well away from an overgrown white rock, sticking out in the middle of nowhere like a shining beacon of light. No one else seemed to notice (they were all to busy scraping up dust like gold dust), and it seemed far too invaluable to leave it as it was. "There's something out there guys. We ought to mention to the dragons back at the stronghold."

Somewhere in the seat of my mind, a dice gathered dust.
"Uh, go right ahead Anthony. Just be weary slime isn't a string though." Anthony suggested using a rather timeless idea, part of a mythology that not even Davis knew well involving a bull-like creature. I thought it was rather clever until came the untimely arrival of a Goodra, waddling around transparent corners quite aggressively and sizing up everyone through its weary eyes.

Despite its intentions, I didn't even charge up my magnets. The battle was gonna be quick for this one, giving me enough time to see Kamina shrug off the Goodra's whipping action. There was a violent cracking sound, but frankly it seemed to impact Kamina's red skin like a light tap... and just downright weak when bowled into by the fiery mass of fish. With that in mind, it seemed only mostly staggered against the glossy ice walls, still not out and ready to pummel us with its legs alone. "My goodness, you'd think they would come in groups or something." I muttered, watching the action from a fair distance, spinning my magnets again and aiming for a clear shot against the Goodra. Although it was unlikely, I was posturing myself in mid-air and willing to block attacks for the others.
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