Sgt Vandingo

The Room

Zeta: Rightly fuck off.
*She points her spear right at the bat, then fires off another colossal blast at the bat, which hurts her palm terribly cause she still needs to hold the spear steady cause of recoil. The blast itself should completely cover the bat, but whether it does or not, there's a lot of collateral damage in the area behind the bat. Zeta is too frustrated to care tbf.*

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*Vaseraga continues laughing at the skulls and the voice, and just keeps on swinging his massive scythe, using the flat of the blade to swat the skulls cause of the larger surface area it has.*

The Room

*Zeta stumbles back and lands on her ass, breathing heavily, and finally lets go of her spear. She looks at the palm of hers that was terribly hurt, and is both stunned and confused to find a several inch hole in the centre of it, running into one of her veinsin her arm. Though the pain is really bad and blood continues to trickle out of it, she tips off some tablecloth off of the table, hoping that the material isn't super valuable in this time, and ties it around her injured hand a fair few times before looking around the grpup.*
Zeta: Everybody okay?

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*Vaseraga is kinda sad that these enemies aren't that big or scary, but doesn't show it as he swings his scythe around in terrifying arcs in the biggest concentration of skulls. He also continues laughing, making him like, the 3rd scariest thing in the forest.*

The Room

*Zeta takes a half-step back and jabs the clone through the torso with her spear, then tried to at least keep it in place so it can get shot more or sometbung, seeing as though the spear does little itself.*

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*Vaseraga laughs a deep and course laugh, booming and echoing through a fair bit of the forest at Lecter's question, then turns towards the sound and starts walking towards it, his scythe glowing bright purple at the prospect of being able to fight something.*

The Room

*Zeta feels a sharp pinch significantly more painful than the strike with she received from the Zeta-copy in the centre of her palm, and although she doesn't know what it is, it really fucken hurts her. Despite the pain, she keeps on trying to gain the upper hand in the duel. On occasion, her flesh gets zapped by some stray bolts of lightning, but although it hurts her, it doesn't imobalise/kill her instantly, instead all of the pain she receives goes into her palm. Her spear is a godsend for Zeta, though she barely realises it. Eventually the pain in her palm gets too hard to handle, so of course her parries and blows get slower than the copies, so yes she starts losing. She's also mid-duel, so she can't help Xan if she wanted to, which at this moment in time, she does not want to do regardless. Cause, y'know, she's losing a fight against a clone of herself. That's gotta sting your pride a fair bit.*

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*Vaseraga nods once, and just stands there stalwart. He silently eyes the group, picking apart what they have and who they might be. He deduces that by John's and Sasha's apparel, they're much more advanced than he is, and that Lecter isn't who he really seems by the way a crow is so comfortable with him, and that is generally a bad sign where Vaseraga comes from. His scythe also really wants blood.*
Vaseraga: Shall we go or not? I am unfamiliar with this territory.

The Room

*Zeta recoils in pain from being struck by the spear, and can't really manoeuvre well enough woth the spear to hit back, and everybody knows that spears are meant to be used at a comfortable distance away from the bad guy, which is not being done at the moment. Instead she tries locking the cross-section of the pointy end (pointy end of the spear is basically an oversised cross, not sure if it's been that noticeable in the past two photographs that have been posted in regards to Zeta) and starts trying to beat the pseudo-Zeta into submission. Even if she has lightning going off her, Zeta is fine so long as her exposed face and whatever parts she has exposed due to her armour being fairly ineffective at stopping dangerous blows, but hey female armour syndrome does that to a woman.*

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*The Black Armoured Figure nods at the news of there being something in the storm. Underneath his helmet, he's grinning at the revelation.*
BAF: I see. Perhaps it is a primal beast after all. My name is Vaseraga. I came to investigate the storm to see if there was a primal beast behind this anomaly or not, and a couple other reasons.
*He makes sure to not give away his other reason, reason being Zeta.*

The Room

*Zeta almost yelps when she sees the bat A, still existing, and B, attacking her, and so she misses her secondary swing with her spear. Despite this the spear corrects itself and fires yet another blast, albeit badly aimed, and far less intense in the general direction of the bat swooping Zeta.*

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*The Black Armoured Figure steps into the light where Lecter and the group of futuristic peeps are. He's bulky, like, 8 feet of muscle bulky, with only a helmet and a cloak that is draped around his shoulders, which actually makes him look armoured, though he isn't. Although he looks like a brute, he does also have an armoured tasset piece, along with black metal leg gear. So pants. Basically metal pants.*
BAF: Greetings. Investigating the storm?
*His voice is deep, and carries a heavy accent from a faraway land of anime and bodypillows. Leaning heavily on his huge scythe, which is almost his heigth, he gives the small group a quick inspection from underneath his menacing helmet.*

The Room

*Zeta pauses for a few seconds as she tries to figure out what just happened, but is shaken out of her stupor by the bright red glow of her spear, which neatly slots itself in her hands. Instincitvely, she aims upwards with it, and fires a massive blast from the tip of the spear, though she tries to git as little of Xan as possible, not yet willing to question how she changed form. The blast itself neatly takes off a portion of the ceiling, but whether or not the bat was actually hit is still in question.*

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*The Black Armoured Figure is out and about.*

The Room

*Zeta tilts her head at the lights turning off as well, but just assumes the hidden candles are flickering. Despite that, she mentally calls her spear back to her just in case.*
Zeta: Likely nothing. Do not worry.
*She also noticed Xan's cat-eyes, but it's nothing she hasn't seen before.*

The Room

*Zeta feels bad that she hasn't helped, so she just makes a mental note to do something to make it up to Jill and Xan when she can, but at the moment she just leans back against the table and watches them both work, remaining silent because there isn't much to be said.*

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*The spear keeps on surveying the room.*

The Room

*Zeta nods, taking in the very small bit of information about the room. She frowns in thought for a while, vlbefore finally realising Jillian is doing the dishes.*
Zeta: Oh, sorry, do you want help?
*Zeta feels bad about not helping earlier, considering how hospitable Jillian has been.*

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*Zeta's spear floats around until it gets to the place with Sydney and stuff, then it watches them like a creep.*

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*Black Armoured Figure continues walking.*