The minor disorientation of his sudden warp across the field wasn't as disconcerting as it might have been if Courser wasn't already getting used to the near perpetual split in his awareness while he battled. After striking down the Basher, however, he did have to stave of a brief moment of dizziness as he made eye contact with the newly formed double of himself where he had been a moment before. He blinked a few times and averted his eyes, looking to the left a little while his newest duplicate scanned to his left in turn.
His eye caught where the mine, still ticking over, had taken a substantial hit and winced before he could catch himself. Back across the field, where his newest decoy had appeared, the smoke cleared from the Basher's round and the false Courser crouched slightly and raised his hand, palms out, while his whips gathered up into concentrated balls about his hands again. Mid field, between the area where the two cubes had once been, another pool of shadow lifted up from the melted puddle that had been its previous perch and formed into another CourseMan, dusting his coat off with a nonchalance that made a point of ignoring the frozen Cragger now. It glanced towards the other decoy and shrugged, following its lead and raising a gathering of water in both hands.
“Right boys, one more time, let's cool 'em all down!” the two decoys, along with Courser himself, extended their hands and sent illusory scatterings of water pellets across the field, while, still doing its job, the needle turret spun in place and volleyed a series of actual shots at the three underling viruses in rapid succession, hidden amongst the hail of fake shots. As they made the distracting attack, Courser himself actually gestured with one hand and snapped his fingers, causing another thin veil of shadowy mist to lift from the water around his sea mine and obscure it further from being noticed.
With his other hand, Courser focused more carefully and charged a rapidly boiling heat in the core of the water whip as he purified it to complete clarity. With a flick of his wrist it straightened out into a lance, pointing out from his palm in a thin spike before shooting forward in a burst of pure super-heated water towards the bomb that the poor pushing virus would need to re-orient now, if it was still locked on him and not pushing it towards one of his doubles. The moment the lance of water hit anything, it boiled on contact, erupting in a spreading burst of high-pressure steam that vented in every direction, hopefully scalding any viruses that had been missed by his construct's flechettes.
He ducked back again as his hand dropped; a small hiss under his breath was the only immediate sound as he shook out his wrist and flexed his fingers a few times from the odd sensation and refreshed the wave whip. As he did, a subtle shift flooded across his outfit, in the form of small green stars embroidered along the trim. A slim headband had also formed to push his hair back a bit, also green and marked with cute stars. cross from him, his decoys paused in their barrage to check the field; the one in the centre was now sporting a similar headband, though this one was red, and the star pattern was different. The courser that had shouted and called the attack hadn't changed but he looked between the two others and raised an eyebrow. courser himself shrugged and looked away, while the red-wearing one pulled a face.
“Hey, don't be jealous now. Just because you can't pull off this look!” It spread its arms and turned about flaunting the change in its coat with a laugh. “It takes a handsome devil to look good in this. that's why I'm the one wearing it and you aren't!”
“Can it and kill these things!” The unchanged decoy shouted back while, unremarked until now, the coat-wearing mole virus emerged from the ground in its latest effort to bash something with the back of its shovel. Exactly what it went for would depend on what was left, but it had a particular desire to clock the Basher that it had missed before, if it was still available. It still obeyed Course's original instruction to leave the temptingly vulnerable Cragger alone, and contented itself with staying underground and unseen if there was nothing to hit right now. Courser himself scanned the area one more time, then shrugged.
“Some of us don't need to show off and make a big scene to attract attention you know. I think you're both just over-compensating, and it's kind of sad...” He spoke quietly, backing away from th fight slightly and flicking his hands out in either direction. To one side, and small, black metal device began to form, far out at the edge of the field. It cast a long, almost invisible green laser sight across the ground in a straight line, bisecting the field in a way that passed just behind the Basher's area by a hair's breadth, near where the strange x-faced virus seemed to be residing, but, by an inconvenience of the angles, didn't actually pass anywhere near the frozen Cragger.
His other gesture flicked more towards the Needler, and a rustle of wind and leaves picked up, creating a rapid whirlwind of shapes that further obscured its shape. Courser moved back and away from where he's set the laser line, eyeing up the explosive summoned by the cap-wearing virus.
“That one knows the game. He knows who the real goal is. The one worth pursuing, and not some flashy show-off.” He walked backwards further, weaving from side to side a little as he did. The little tyke would need to push his bomb through the laser line if he wanted to get to Courser – the real one at least, and that would be alight show all of its own. Courser made sure he was far enough away, and checked that his on constructs weren't in the line, then reached out and made a another gesture with a free hand, teasingly inviting anything that was till watching to come closer, then turned his back and strode another step or two. A glance over his shoulder and a smirk came before a last comment. “It's not like any of them have the guts to lay a finger on me anyway...” Above his head, the water that had previously been trailing from his water whips receded and then massed above him ion a broad rushing disc, water racing up the central extension, before flooding out in every direction to form something of a parasol; he gripped the handle with one hand, humming quietly to himself.-=Summary=-
C*) Shadow: Reform where it was destroyed, pulling itself out of the water puddle like it had phased away and returned. assumes WandCross visuals when Courser Crosses to TwigCross
C*) Second decoy is acting like it's calling the shots, staying where courser was before he teleported.
C*) Needler: (40 x2 Hits x3 Targets, A) Basher, BombBoy, N.O.
C*) Fast Barrier (20Hp Barrier) (on TimeBomb)
C1) HeatSpreader1Damage: 30 + Spread 8
Description: Shoots a fireball that explodes on impact to hit nearby enemies.
Trader Rank: D
(60Fire, Spread8, A) on BoyBomb, spreading to BombBoy, and hopefully to Basher and N.O. as well if they're still active.
C*) Momogra: (15, Backstab, B) at Any Non-Cragger virus, preference to Basher.
C2) TwigCross (Level 1, Wood/Shadow)
C3) Dynamite1HP: 100
Object Damage: 100 Null + Blast2
Damage Method: Throw, Knockback, Microburst, Telekinesis, Gust
Attack Damage: 100 Null + Blast2 + Line Attack + Seeking
Accuracy: D (thrown) / A (trigger)
Description: Sets a lightweight laser trip bomb. When something crosses the sensor beam, the bomb detonates a shaped charge that blasts an entire line. It can see through Invisibility. This weapon is very dangerous to use, caution is advised.
Duration: Until destroyed or until it attacks.
Special: Laser TAG: Attack triggers when something moves through the targeting laser beam, no matter who or what that may be.
Trader Rank: D
(100, Blast2 Line, Seeking, A(on trigger)) Straight line passing behind Basher's position (but only just - in range of blast), and between BombBoy and Courser – ideally close by N.O. as well if possible, but definitely avoiding Cragger (I'm a little fuzzy on the exact field positions; let me know if I can't make this line)
C4) Leaf Ward: (80Hp Barrier) on Needler
C5) Movement: Backing away from where the trip line was set, putting a moderate amount of distance – enough that the BomBoy could still push to him, if he crosses the line.
C6) NCP: Shield (2-Hit Shield, initially held in the Upward position)-=Signature Cooldowns and Chips Used=-
Forked Streams: Cooling Down
Mist and Shadow: 2 Turns
Solo Teamwork: 1 turn