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Happy to see the remaining smaller direwolves dispatched as they all regrouped at the front-line, she let herself smile in relief that her plant-wielding comrade was out of immediate danger. The courage he'd shown to remain until the bridge was destroyed was admirable, but he did not belong out in the open. "Good job, Adam." MacKensie let go of the Druid's hand and reloaded her crossbow, sparing a glance at Zell who appeared to be enjoying himself. Reverse-damsel-in-distress. She had to admit the irony.
"Not bad at all. Careful you do not make me have to save you a third time. You owe me two drinks already, no?" she replied, a reminder of his promise from yesterday. He'd said it himself; he owed her a drink for saving his life. Well now she'd saved him twice, so by her logic...
"I did grab that branch though."
Seeing Adam safe and casting again, she looked over to see Fenna in action, then fired her grapplehook at the cliffside next to the older woman. As for Zell, she arched an eyebrow at the swordsman and smirked. He would not be let off the hook. "Two drinks."
With that, she zipped away, flying towards Fenna while aiming her crossbow at the Alpha Female. Even at the speed she was going, Lillianna's lightning bolt crackled right past her, at a speed she could never reach. With Arthur closing in too, there was hope to overwhelm the Alpha Female, so MacKensie fired a shot to follow up the lightning.
The grapplehook released and MacKensie hurtled a few more metres before landing hands first and rolling into a baseball slide, reloading as she came around the back of Arthur and Fenna, then let off a second and then a third shot.
Okies. I might hang around to see what's happening between Fenna and the Alpha Female.
@TeyaoTrue!
Also @Crusader Lord This quote style you've introduced to the group, where you give cool nicknames and quips to label the author of the quote, is so freaking cool. I would be plaguerising the hell out of it, if only it fit MacKensie's personality, but she's a little too straight-laced for it to fit well. I'll definitely be using it in future RPs though. I love it xD
Also @Crusader Lord This quote style you've introduced to the group, where you give cool nicknames and quips to label the author of the quote, is so freaking cool. I would be plaguerising the hell out of it, if only it fit MacKensie's personality, but she's a little too straight-laced for it to fit well. I'll definitely be using it in future RPs though. I love it xD
@ZapdosSham = Buddy, Pal etc. In the the context of my last post xD
@Crusader Lord lmao but unironically OMG I just watched the Sham-wow commercial and I'm a few good reviews away from jumping on Amazon!
@Crusader Lord lmao but unironically OMG I just watched the Sham-wow commercial and I'm a few good reviews away from jumping on Amazon!
@ZapdosCheers sham! I'll keep an eye out for it xD
As the bridge of trees fell, MacKensie fired a shot at the wolves trying to make it across the gorge, hitting the one just behind the Alpha Female. It fell into the darkness along with one of it's brethren, but the Ranger didn't wait to see it disappear - already shoving her free hand into her pouch to come up with a fistful of bolts. A lightning quick reload followed by a sharp raising of her one-handed crossbow. Stood side on, a deep breath held, one eye closed as she aimed with utmost concentration - her target; the Alpha Male crossing the gorge. She followed the flight-path of the direwolf's leap, accounting for distance, a little wind and... J'ai vous.
The crossbow twanged as the bolt exploded towards the target, perfectly on course to catch the Alpha Male in it's skull, in mid-air, right above the gorge where gravity could finish the job. But no.
"What?" MacKensie exclaimed as the bolt missed.
The Alpha Male direwolf, in some feat of sorcery, jumped again, using a flash of light?
There was no time to mourn the miss as a blast of sound and air came towards the group. She watched Zell avoid it, then dodged to one side with pirouette to let it past her harmlessly. Adam was now in danger, betwixt the Alphas, and direwolves from the periphery of her vision swarmed down from the cliffsides to block her from a clear shot to help her friend. The front line engaged the charging enemy. MacKensie supported as she moved to get a visual on Adam. She dropped a bolt into the firing mechanism, cocked back and let one fly from the hip - all in one smooth motion, her bolt hitting the leg of the Lesser Direwolf charging Clive.
When James shouted for Zell to help Adam, MacKensie could wait no longer for her clear shot. "On it!"
She ran forward, skipping between Clive and Arthur's fights in a zig-zag motion to avoid stray attacks, to catch up to Fenna's advanced position. In the back of her mind, a lone and very quiet thought trailed amongst the urgent ones. I didn't notice her spear was so long! Nonetheless, with a clear view of Adam and the Alphas, she took aim and fired off three shots at the Male, in hopes of at least distracting it, if she could not hurt it.
"Come quick!" she called to the Druid, backing up and continuing to fire off more shots until Adam was close enough that she could reach out and grab his hand. "Let's go," she said, turning to run with him back past the remaining Lesser Direwolves to the safety of the back line.
@TeyaoUnderstood. I'll try and post tonight. If not then definitely tomorrow.
"Buff's in, fuck them up!"- Queue appropriate Death Metal track xD
Lillianna and MacKensie about to be like:
The thanks from James intertwined with Zell's objections was so funny that MacKensie almost forgot she was inside nature's labyrinth of doom. Her shoulders hunched up as she covered a school-girl giggle with her fingers. The two men were just too funny - seeming so starkly contrasted in many senses, but so alike at the same time. Such a pair were destined to be the best of friends or the worst of enemies. MacKensie was glad that the former was seeming to be the case.
"Yes," she agreed with a smile as she recovered. And then James went on to allay of her fears and concerns from the start of the day. All of the extreme possibilities she had wondered, about her behaviour, about his mindstate... all put to rest by one string of words.
"...I am really bad at the whole 'being a morning person thing' Just wow. So simple and yet so effective at completely curing all the angst she'd built up. In this moment, all she could think as she looked at that face wearing a tired grimace, was that he had no idea how much better he'd just made her feel. He really was a healer, in every sense of the word. Could you tell me what you wanted to say?"
She cupped his shoulder, a slow blink and a shake of the head. "It is not that important, but I am so very grateful for these words," she said to him, smiling. "We can speak again soon."
Fenna's observations of the north-westerly direction brought MacKensie back into a state of seriousness once more. It seemed they were beset on both sides by potential danger. Lillianna concluded the group assessment with a suggestion to take the northmost central path, but her voice trailed off. MacKensie's eyes narrowed at the wizard who was looking around at... something. The Ranger looked behind her and around but couldn't tell what Lillianna was so fixated on. She looked back at the other woman. Whatever was going on had her spooked.
"...-ok, so does anyone else other than myself see the large amount of spirits of the dead, as in ghosts, all over the place here?"
Okay, spooked was most definitely the accurate terminology. MacKensie bristled at Lillianna's words, pausing for a moment to double-check mentally that she had indeed just heard that question right, then shook her head. When the wizard jumped backwards, MacKensie was instantly on her toes, crossbow arm cocked and ready to aim. It was doubtful that crossbow bolts could do anything to a spirit of the dead, but instincts were instincts and she was ready to fire anyway.
She never lowered her weapon once as Lillianna proceeded to have a full-blown conversation with an invisible person. The whole situation was bizarre, even for this world.
"Ok, so one of the dead spirits here just let me know there is a small pack of direwolves coming from the south. I don't care if I sound crazy, and I don't know if these wolves followed us here or are from here already, but we need to get ready for an attack from our rear.
Now."
MacKensie did not think Lillianna crazy. Just like when she'd told them that The Witch Queen knew where they'd camped last night - her trust in the special powers of the group, aswell as the character of the members of said group, had been proven already to be well-placed. She accepted these truths, and now she accepted this one too. They were about to be attacked.
"Well I should-"
"Destroy the bridge," MacKensie finished Adam's sentence, nodding in agreement with him. He chuckled and she smiled at him. "Let's do this."
The same three words she'd said to him yesterday, before the fight to defend Hommas. It was time to fight again. But this time they were alone. No garrison of soldiers to fight alongside. Here, in this claustrophobic environment, they would fight for their own lives.
Assuming that everyone would get into formation, MacKensie took up a position next to Lillianna and James, on the opposite side to Fenna. They were close enough to Adam that he could run back to them, but far enough away from the edge of the gorge that the front-line fighters had room to maneouveur. She was ready. All that was left was to recite the thing she always said right before any performance.
Calm. Focus. Don't forget to breathe.
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