Sgt Vandingo

The Room

*Zeta nods, still tired from the fight, and still leaning heavily on her spear.*
Zeta: I'll get better.
*She eventually finishes her biscuits, and gets some water.*
Zeta: Where's Jillian?

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*Vaseraga laughs at being zapped, cause he can't feel it, but despite that, his limbs spasm a fair bit from the electricity, and also some of his bones break from being slammed into the tree. Despite this, he still attempts stabbing and pummeling the Centipede.*

The Room

*Zeta starts to stir, her being completely fucked from the fight still. Her spear fills her in on what happened while she slept, and she nods with understanding.*
Zeta: I see...
*She puts all of her weight on her spear to stand up, and leans heavily on it as she walks. She looks in some of the remaining cupboards for food cause she is starving. She finds some biscuits, and just chews on them while she waits to heal.*

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*Vaseraga puts one hand on one of the pincers, and blocks the other pincer with his torso. He tries to stab the centipede through the top of the head with his scythe and remaining hand.*

The Room

*Vaseraga laughs very loudly again, and charges straight towards the centipede with his scythe held high. As the two clash, instead of swinging the scythe or anything, Vaseraga just goes straight at the centipede's mouth, shoulder-first, and doesn't really give a damn if he's bitten in the process, he just needs to try to get a good grip on the centipede's head kinda, cause he's gonna try to judo-flip it like a mofo. Not yet though, he still needs to get a reaction from the centipede.*

The Room

*The spear gradually glows less as Jillian gets further away from Zeta, and it eases itself into it's master's hands while she sleeps, which she subconsciously tightens her grip on, and pulls it to her chest. Although she's already pretty out of it, her wounds are healing slightly faster than bormal, even without proper treatment. *

The Room

*Zeta is just completely passed out, with very little hope outside of her spear that can wake her up anytime soon. Her spear points itself at Jillian, putting itself inbetween Jillian and Zeta. It flashes a bright red to warn Jillian to not get any closer, cause it isn't as trusting as Zeta, with good reason.*

The Room

*Zeta nods, and looks for threats while Jillian helps out Xan. Eventually, she sits down against a cupboard and closes her eyes from tiredness.*
Zeta: You got this covered... I'm gonna... rest up a 'ittle bit...
*She's already passed out before anyone can respond, and her spear floats above her hwad, keep8ng watch over it's blonde companion.*

The Room

*Vaseraga stops trying to cut the tendrils after the one he was focusing on regrows several times, and so he turns his attention to the centipede coming towards the group. He laughs at it again, again, completely unfazed about his torso almost looking like swiss cheese, and steps inbetween the centipede and the group, leveling his scythe in its direction, sending out a massive ripple blast along the ground, which is used to displace things rather than kill them.*

The Room

*Zeta decides to not let Jillian do all the work again, then stands up while cradling her injured hand to her chest. She stands behind Jillian, and peers over her shoulder, cause she doesn't actually know what she's looking for, due to not being able to read text in asterisks.*
Zeta: Er, what're you looking for, and can I help?

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*Vaseraga is silently singing I Need A Hero in his mind while he pivots on his feet to hack at the tendrils with his massive scythe. Again, he isn't fazed one bit if he gets poked in the chest by a tentacle, although that isn't saying he'd willingly let it happen.*
Vaseraga: Are we enjoying ourselves yet?
*His question is mostly directed at the rest of the group, but also himself partly.*

The Room

*Zeta shakes her head and tries propping herself up. She's generally unscratched by the clones spear, though her skin and armour is blackened by the electricity, although she would be dead if her spear didn't siphon the electricity from Zeta by jabbing itself into her palm, though where it's storing it is unknown.*
Zeta: Is everywhere a place? I'm joking. Just need some rest, and I'll be right in a jiffy. You hurt?

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*Vaseraga doesn't notice John and Sasha being uncomfortable, cause he is seemingly swinging his scythe recklessly, but he's actuslly calculating every swing with an extremely experienced eye. To the normal eye however, he looks like he's in a berserker rage with him not feeling a thing, including the ice, which doesn't frost him as much as it should, demonic or otherwise.*

The Room

*Zeta breathes out in relief then lies down on the ground. She is completely drained, though the spear itself doesn't drain her or anything, she's just really tired.*
Zeta: Timeout... I call timeout...

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*Vaseraga really doesn't care about the icicles, and he didn't really have any armour to begin with apart from his pants, so he probably gets spiked a couple times in the chest, but he doesn't even care, continuing to swat the skulls away/to death. His scythe itself is really bored, cause skulls don't bleed.*
Vaseraga: If the creature responsible for this could throw something more menacing at us, it would be appreciated. This is no challenge.