Fine! His tail swishes and off he goes to dig around for FUCKIN gloves why would they be here anyway
oh it does seem there's a bunch of those latex ones. like the condoms? hm. anyway. also they don't work super well for someone who has. uh. claws nails, but it's fine. snapping them on.
Holding his hands up for her inspection, begloved.]
Alright, everyone back up. This is why everyone gives the Barbarian room in the field.
[Well, this is a much bigger sword that he's used to (dick joke goes here).
He's only really trained in two light swords instead of one big ol' heavy one so he has to test the weight for a minute there before he just takes it on over to the pod and takes a big barbarian swing at it
it clangs right off without a scratch and the weight of it kind of sends him taking a step back
where he promptly drops it because both of his arms have gone immediately numb as punishment.]
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he does have two strapped to his waist yes]
These- the shitty ones from the circus are fake.
[He'll take one off and like. wave it. it flaps. because it's fake.]
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That's - definitely not gonna give us enough leverage. Maybe a crutch....
[but also
stepping out of the way when vira just tries to slam into it]
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[don't just let vira smash herself into the thing!!!!]
Alright, can we-- Take a fucking breath here? Everyone?
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Yeah.
... don't - [he hesitates] I mean... They have their reasons.
I think... this place is being cruel.
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That much seems clear.
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... yeah. I think...
We gotta be ready for - things to happen again.
[ . . . and he places a hand on molly's shoulder at that. just given his last rodeo]
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We don't-- know that yet. We don't know yet.
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We don't.
It's alright. I've got your back, whatever comes our way.
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. . . I brought one. If you wear gloves, and if you are careful, you may use it for this.
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Hm.]
. . . Yeah, alright. Let's give her a whirl. Don't have gloves though.
[hes from a fantasy world he doesnt get that medbays have gloves]
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[She scowls at him, because. . . this is not a thing she's offering lightly, be less useless about it.]
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Fine! His tail swishes and off he goes to dig around for FUCKIN gloves why would they be here anyway
oh it does seem there's a bunch of those latex ones. like the condoms? hm. anyway. also they don't work super well for someone who has. uh. claws nails, but it's fine. snapping them on.
Holding his hands up for her inspection, begloved.]
There. Acceptable?
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[She's a little softer in her answer, then. And she hands him the sword, fingers trembling a little.]
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[Well, this is a much bigger sword that he's used to (dick joke goes here).
He's only really trained in two light swords instead of one big ol' heavy one so he has to test the weight for a minute there before he just takes it on over to the pod and takes a big barbarian swing at it
it clangs right off without a scratch and the weight of it kind of sends him taking a step back
where he promptly drops it because both of his arms have gone immediately numb as punishment.]
Fucking shit!
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Are you okay, sword??????]
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Molly also couldn't pick it up again without his arms going numb all over, apparently, so maybe best she grabbed it.
Shaking his shoulders out, pointing at the pod.]
Pods fuckin' cursed! Pods cursed.
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unfortunato ]
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confirmed mineo can't try to shoot the pod.]
... Thanks for trying.
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Yeah, I-- Sorry about the sword.
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[MOLLY, YOUR ARMS???]
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Worth a try, worth a try . . .