As Winter moved through the library network, it became increasingly foreign to her. That's wonderful, she thought to herself sarcastically, They've decided to renovate. After turning yet another corner that had been a solid wall of book cases previously and finding the new aisle crossed where several old aisles had once stood, Winter was slightly less than pleased... They could have at least provided a ma-- right, never mind... I didn't come in through any of the main gateways like a good little program. No map for me, the devia-- Hello there. Winter's thoughts derailed upon spotting the viruses gathered in small groups to either side of the gaping hole in the floor.
Winter came quietly to a halt and quickly decided to make herself scarce before she was noticed. Aaaaaand goodbye. She then quietly backpedaled a few steps until she could no longer see any of the viruses (and two more for good measure). At this point, she paused to consider her options... Okay, two groups, spread widely apart with a ridiculously huge hole randomly bored into the floor between them... Honestly, what in the Undernet were the network designers thinking when they did this? She signed, allowing her frustration at being lost to bleed away as she refocused on the problem at hand. With the network changed as it is, trying to find a route with fewer viruses would be folly. Winter's gaze locked upon the enormous hole in the floor, and noted there was another floor below. A lower floor... That's new. And judging by the concentrations of viruses around the stair cases, jumping down there blindly will more than likely land me in very deep-- Just then, David's chat window opened up before her. --trouble. And speaking of which....
"Have you found anything yet?" David asked in a neutral tone, figuring that was for the best.
"Only a half-dozen viruses and a remodeling job Escher would be proud of." Winter replied dryly. "Not that I'm in any position to do something about either of them, mind."
"Viruses...?" David's voice trailed off for a moment until the chat window flipped perspectives to show an up-side-down view of a computer screen. The image shook occasionally for the next few seconds before flipping back around to show David's smiling face. "Okay, miss. The viruses should be less of a problem now."
A moment later, Winter's eyebrows flew up as an attack script appeared in her virtual memory. "What is this?" Winter blurted out, unable to contain her surprise. She took a moment to analyze the script, now forming a usable spell in her head. When she realized it could, indeed, pose a very real threat to the viruses, she turned her head to look up at David. "What did you just do?"
"I... slotted in a battlechip...?" David replied, wondering if he'd somehow screwed it up.
"What's a battlechip?" Winter asked in wonderment. David found himself unable to answer her as he was unable to reconcile the innocently curious Navi he saw before him with the frigid Ice Queen he had been dealing with up until now. Winter shook her head, realizing she was wasting time by asking this question right this second. "Wait, never mind. More importantly, do you have any more of these... battlechips?"
"Yeah, I've got two more." David replied as he held the flash memory chips up, allowing Winter to see them.
"Would you allow me to use them to defend myself?" Winter asked, a hopeful note in her cool tone.
"Sure?" David replied, his expression and tone suggesting an unspoken 'why wouldn't I?'
"Thank you." Winter added before she turned away from the window and crept slowly forward to the point where she could just see the viruses again. From there, she quietly surveyed the scene and took note of the viruses that composed the two groups. Neither choice is palatable. She glanced to the right. On the one hand, I would be up against a group of tough viruses. I remember my sisters talking about Boomers and Hardheads. And that Fishy would be able to chase me to the ends of the net. Winter shuddered, remembering one instance where a Fishy virus had done just that. She then glanced back to the left. On the other hand, I could try my luck against these less durable viruses. Though, they pose a very real immediate threat to my continued survival. That KillerEye is especially worrisome. Even were I to fight the other group, there would be no guarantee that it wouldn't just zap me anyway.
Winter closed her eyes for a moment, took a deep breath, and made up her mind. I'll just have to deal with the KillerEye's group first. She opened her eyes, and looked at the KillerEye's group once again. I'll need to deal with the other two viruses first, or I won't even stand a chance against that thing. Fortunately, that human may just have given me the means to do exactly that. She watched the other two viruses quietly while formulating a plan on how to deal with them. The two weak viruses are that hyperactive rabbit, and that skittish looking shrub hanging around the KillerEye. If I can just get the two lined up....
Winter watched for a few moments, then-- Now! With that thought, she channeled her powers into a gust of wind aimed at depositing the Shrubby within range of her attack. In the same moment she took off towards the viruses at a dead run while raising her hands before her and rapidly chanting the spell for the attack script David had sent her. As she finished chanting the spell, she stretched her hand towards the Bunny virus. A circular burst of energy erupted from her opened palm in an expanding ring as a small, blurry energy bolt streaked across the distance in an eye-blink.
At this point, Winter was irreversibly committed to this fight, and she knew it. As soon as the Shotgun spell had been cast, she dropped her hands towards the floor and channeled huge amounts of cold energy through them. The ground beneath her feet froze instantly, the panels beneath her turning to Ice around her in a rapidly expanding circle. Winter, already moving at a decent clip, shifted her weight, and took an exaggerated step forward that was almost a jump. She threw caution to the winds as she swept her legs forward, and shifted her body to land on the ice and slide rapidly along the ground. A move David likened to someone trying to steal third in a close baseball game, with gusto.
----Summary----
1: Time the setup. (Take Aim)
- Gust: Blow the Shrubby in-line behind the Bunny (Knockback + Take Aim)
2: Shotgun @ Bunny, Spread @ Shrubby (50 Null + Spread1)
- SetIce: Ice Zone (Large Ice Terrain Change, centered on Winter)
3: Baseball slider. (Terrain Enhanced Dodge)
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Winter decides to go for the left group, starting off her assault by airblasting the Shrubby, whose skittish nature kicks in-- it stays hidden behind the Bunny as a matter of course, noticing Winter making her approach.
Winter then fires off her shotgunchip spell; the energy bolt splits abruptly as it nears the Bunny virus, creating a small wall of buckshot. The Bunny dodges out of the way as the chip nears it...
...right into the giant hole. It takes a rather significant jolt when it hits the floor below, and lays there, groaning. The Shrubby on the other hand is not as lucky; deprived of its' cover, the Shotgun chip rips straight into it, deleting it outright. The Killereye, given its' inability to move, is still in the same place... meaning it doesn't get hit by the Shotgun's spread.
It does, however, take aim at Winter, who's sliding along on her ice slick. It then fires off a large, glowing beam of energy, which... she ducks under. It strikes one of the iced-over bookshelves behind her, vaporizing several books. Hoorah, property damage!
The right group, meanwhile, continues to go about their business, not noticing the happenings on the left side...
--Left group--
Shrubby: DELETED
KillerEye: 100
Bunny: 20 (Fell! Effectively removed from battle.)
--Right group--
Boomer: 60
Hardhead: 60
Fishy: 90
Winter: 73 (On Ice)
--Terrain--
11% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
29% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)
Winter then fires off her shotgun
...right into the giant hole. It takes a rather significant jolt when it hits the floor below, and lays there, groaning. The Shrubby on the other hand is not as lucky; deprived of its' cover, the Shotgun chip rips straight into it, deleting it outright. The Killereye, given its' inability to move, is still in the same place... meaning it doesn't get hit by the Shotgun's spread.
It does, however, take aim at Winter, who's sliding along on her ice slick. It then fires off a large, glowing beam of energy, which... she ducks under. It strikes one of the iced-over bookshelves behind her, vaporizing several books. Hoorah, property damage!
The right group, meanwhile, continues to go about their business, not noticing the happenings on the left side...
--Left group--
Shrubby: DELETED
KillerEye: 100
Bunny: 20 (Fell! Effectively removed from battle.)
--Right group--
Boomer: 60
Hardhead: 60
Fishy: 90
Winter: 73 (On Ice)
--Terrain--
11% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
29% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)
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As Winter slid under the KillerEye's plasma beam, barely avoiding it, her gaze flickered to where the beam had struck. Another damaged bookcase. Wonderful. Was that anything I really wanted to read? As she slid past, her gaze flicked up to the section heading plaque for the bookcase. Winter's eyes narrowed at what she saw printed upon it. Reference: Electopian Tax Laws. She smiled mischievously to herself. Yeah, that was no great loss there.... And that gives me an idea.
As Winter slid to a stop, she rolled her body forward and flowed naturally into a crouch. She then quickly spun around to face the KillerEye while maintaining her crouch, and planted one hand upon the ice to stabilize herself. As she stared at the virus, she gestured back behind her towards the bookshelf and began chanting her Arctic Mirror spell. With a flick of her wrist, Winter called forth a strong, horizontally spiraling gust of wind intended to pluck the remaining frozen books from their home on the shelf, and send them flying at the KillerEye. She finished her chant just as the wind picked up which caused a false second image to overlay her own form until she moved from her place.
And move Winter did. As she leaped to the right, the false image leaped to the left. The resulting visual effect was that Winter seemed to partially phase out just as she began to move, the two semi-transparent images of her dropped out of perfect synch, and sprang in opposite directions away from one another. As the images separated, they simultaneously began to phase back into solidity as each assumed the original Winter's opacity. Thus did there now appear to be two identical copies of Winter leaping through the air away from one another....
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David watched as the sorceress Navi quickly finished chanting her spell, and her image suddenly began to lose focus and blur. With the spell cast, she immediately jumped sideways, in both directions, to let the frozen books pass between her.... them? Now there are two of her. David's eyebrows flew up as he drew a quick and dirty conclusion to what he was seeing, completely unaware that one of the two of them was a fake. I did not know Navis could make copies of themselves like that. That's pretty useful. He looked away from the screen, and picked up the two remaining chips from his desk. I guess they'll be needing both of these now. With that thought, he slotted in the RageClaw1 and the Cannon, and pressed the [Send] key.
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As Winter landed her evasive jump with a click and scuff as her boots came into contact with, and found purchase on, the ice, her Mirror did the exact same thing several panels away. Winter continued moving once she landed as she skated backwards on the ice in a passive fashion while her excess momentum from the jump bled off. It was at about this time that the first of the battlechips, the RageClaw1, arrived in her virtual memory banks, prompting her eyebrows to fly up once her programming assimilated the data and turned it into something she both understood and could use. Well, color me surprised. If I'm not mistaken, this script will allow me to exert kinetic force at close range. Which-- Winter's brow furrowed as she noted the decent, and currently increasing, distance between her and the KillerEye. --does me not a lick of good at the moment.
Winter startled as she bumped gently into the bookshelf she'd been coasting towards and came to a stop. She whipped her head around and quickly looked at the bookcase. The bare and damaged shelving of the abused Electopian Tax Law bookcase quickly registered in her mind. She turned back to face the KillerEye smiled. Let's exert some force, shall we? Winter channeled her powers and incanted the spell to summon the artifact that would act as the RageClaw1's weapon. A decorative-looking silver bracelet adorned with blue gemstones and faintly glowing runes appeared on her right wrist; while an identical bracelet would appear on the Mirror's left.
Winter, now equipped with one of her magic relics, reached back towards the frozen bookcase, and willed her bracelet to activate. The runes engraved upon the bracelet glowed brightly, and a ghostly silver aura glowed into being around her fore-arm and hand. Without ever physically touching, much less actually grasping the bookshelf, Winter braced herself and heaved with everything she had in an over-head throwing motion. Normally, attempting to throw a large piece of furniture without actually gripping it would be a laughable endeavor best left to mimes and demonstrative story telling, as naught but failure, embarrassment, and potential personal injury would and should result from this act. However, if the large, transparent, angry ethereal polar bear that had appeared around Winter's body to help hurl the bookcase with grizzly might and a fearsome snarl had anything to say about it....
----Summary----
--Winter--
- Gust: Launch frozen books @ KillerEye (??? Aqua? + ???)
1: Arctic Mirror : (Cost: 40) ((Decoy) + ((5 Aqua + Slashing) x 4 Shards, Delayed); 1 TCD)
2: Retreating Dodge
3: Hurl frozen bookshelf @ KillerEye w/ RageClaw1 ((20 Null (Aqua?) + Impact) + (??? Aqua? + ???))
--Mirror-- (Decoy)
1: Phase-In (Trap Set: Shatter: (5 Aqua + Slashing) x 4 Shards [Triggered when struck])
2: Retreating Dodge
3: Mimic RageClaw1
- Expire: Shatter: (5 Aqua + Slashing) x 4 Shards
--Signatures--
Arctic Mirror: Activated
Novice's Healing: Ready
As Winter slid to a stop, she rolled her body forward and flowed naturally into a crouch. She then quickly spun around to face the KillerEye while maintaining her crouch, and planted one hand upon the ice to stabilize herself. As she stared at the virus, she gestured back behind her towards the bookshelf and began chanting her Arctic Mirror spell. With a flick of her wrist, Winter called forth a strong, horizontally spiraling gust of wind intended to pluck the remaining frozen books from their home on the shelf, and send them flying at the KillerEye. She finished her chant just as the wind picked up which caused a false second image to overlay her own form until she moved from her place.
And move Winter did. As she leaped to the right, the false image leaped to the left. The resulting visual effect was that Winter seemed to partially phase out just as she began to move, the two semi-transparent images of her dropped out of perfect synch, and sprang in opposite directions away from one another. As the images separated, they simultaneously began to phase back into solidity as each assumed the original Winter's opacity. Thus did there now appear to be two identical copies of Winter leaping through the air away from one another....
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David watched as the sorceress Navi quickly finished chanting her spell, and her image suddenly began to lose focus and blur. With the spell cast, she immediately jumped sideways, in both directions, to let the frozen books pass between her.... them? Now there are two of her. David's eyebrows flew up as he drew a quick and dirty conclusion to what he was seeing, completely unaware that one of the two of them was a fake. I did not know Navis could make copies of themselves like that. That's pretty useful. He looked away from the screen, and picked up the two remaining chips from his desk. I guess they'll be needing both of these now. With that thought, he slotted in the RageClaw1 and the Cannon, and pressed the [Send] key.
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As Winter landed her evasive jump with a click and scuff as her boots came into contact with, and found purchase on, the ice, her Mirror did the exact same thing several panels away. Winter continued moving once she landed as she skated backwards on the ice in a passive fashion while her excess momentum from the jump bled off. It was at about this time that the first of the battlechips, the RageClaw1, arrived in her virtual memory banks, prompting her eyebrows to fly up once her programming assimilated the data and turned it into something she both understood and could use. Well, color me surprised. If I'm not mistaken, this script will allow me to exert kinetic force at close range. Which-- Winter's brow furrowed as she noted the decent, and currently increasing, distance between her and the KillerEye. --does me not a lick of good at the moment.
Winter startled as she bumped gently into the bookshelf she'd been coasting towards and came to a stop. She whipped her head around and quickly looked at the bookcase. The bare and damaged shelving of the abused Electopian Tax Law bookcase quickly registered in her mind. She turned back to face the KillerEye smiled. Let's exert some force, shall we? Winter channeled her powers and incanted the spell to summon the artifact that would act as the RageClaw1's weapon. A decorative-looking silver bracelet adorned with blue gemstones and faintly glowing runes appeared on her right wrist; while an identical bracelet would appear on the Mirror's left.
Winter, now equipped with one of her magic relics, reached back towards the frozen bookcase, and willed her bracelet to activate. The runes engraved upon the bracelet glowed brightly, and a ghostly silver aura glowed into being around her fore-arm and hand. Without ever physically touching, much less actually grasping the bookshelf, Winter braced herself and heaved with everything she had in an over-head throwing motion. Normally, attempting to throw a large piece of furniture without actually gripping it would be a laughable endeavor best left to mimes and demonstrative story telling, as naught but failure, embarrassment, and potential personal injury would and should result from this act. However, if the large, transparent, angry ethereal polar bear that had appeared around Winter's body to help hurl the bookcase with grizzly might and a fearsome snarl had anything to say about it....
----Summary----
--Winter--
- Gust: Launch frozen books @ KillerEye (??? Aqua? + ???)
1: Arctic Mirror : (Cost: 40) ((Decoy) + ((5 Aqua + Slashing) x 4 Shards, Delayed); 1 TCD)
2: Retreating Dodge
3: Hurl frozen bookshelf @ KillerEye w/ RageClaw1 ((20 Null (Aqua?) + Impact) + (??? Aqua? + ???))
--Mirror-- (Decoy)
1: Phase-In (Trap Set: Shatter: (5 Aqua + Slashing) x 4 Shards [Triggered when struck])
2: Retreating Dodge
3: Mimic RageClaw1
- Expire: Shatter: (5 Aqua + Slashing) x 4 Shards
--Signatures--
Arctic Mirror: Activated
Novice's Healing: Ready
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Winter decides that if one isn't enough for the job, why not have two? Her sudden split confuses the poor KillerEye, who fires at the wrong clone in vain... only to receive a flurry of ice in thanks. By the time he's turned to the REAL Winter to fire, she's already halfway through picking up and hurling a half-frozen, abused bookcase--
--The KillerEye's beam slams uselessly into a corner of the bookcase as it hurtles through the air, knocking it off course, but not dealing any damage whatsoever to Winter. The KillerEye, infuriated, seems like it could almost gear up for another attack...
The bookcase that it hit, however, has other plans! The deflected projectile banks off of one of its' nearby brothers, knocking it over with a loud CRASH, and then bounces, hurtling toward the Killereye.
Both Bookcase and Virus go flying off the edge, the latter propelled by the former. Winter hears a kind of scream from below that abruptly cuts off, punctuated by an ear-shattering 'BAM' as the bookcase combines with the floor to make a virus sandwich.
On the upside: Viruses dead.
On the downside: The viruses across the way appear to have noticed that last bit of noise, and are glaring this way.
Winter notices some glinting, fragmented data that the Shrubby dropped out of the corner of her eye...
Rewards: Ringlog1 (More rewards are below, if you feel like going down the stairs and moving the bookcase to get to it.)
--Left group--
Shrubby: DELETED
KillerEye: DELETED
Bunny: DELETED
--Right group-- (Looking this way!)
Boomer: 60
Hardhead: 60
Fishy: 90
Winter: 73 (On Ice) (Rageclaw x5)
--Terrain--
8% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
32% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)
--The KillerEye's beam slams uselessly into a corner of the bookcase as it hurtles through the air, knocking it off course, but not dealing any damage whatsoever to Winter. The KillerEye, infuriated, seems like it could almost gear up for another attack...
The bookcase that it hit, however, has other plans! The deflected projectile banks off of one of its' nearby brothers, knocking it over with a loud CRASH, and then bounces, hurtling toward the Killereye.
Both Bookcase and Virus go flying off the edge, the latter propelled by the former. Winter hears a kind of scream from below that abruptly cuts off, punctuated by an ear-shattering 'BAM' as the bookcase combines with the floor to make a virus sandwich.
On the upside: Viruses dead.
On the downside: The viruses across the way appear to have noticed that last bit of noise, and are glaring this way.
Winter notices some glinting, fragmented data that the Shrubby dropped out of the corner of her eye...
Rewards: Ringlog1 (More rewards are below, if you feel like going down the stairs and moving the bookcase to get to it.)
--Left group--
Shrubby: DELETED
KillerEye: DELETED
Bunny: DELETED
--Right group-- (Looking this way!)
Boomer: 60
Hardhead: 60
Fishy: 90
Winter: 73 (On Ice) (Rageclaw x5)
--Terrain--
8% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
32% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)
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That was strangely satisfying. Winter thought to herself as the bookcase swept the KillerEye from the field and ended both it and the other Elec virus below with a crash. She turned her head to look at the other group of viruses across the way, and saw pretty much what she'd expected to see. Now they know I'm here, too. They'd have to be deaf and stupid not to wonder what that was just now. At least I can be sure they're not deaf.... With that thought, Winter quickly chanted her Novice's Healing spell and recovered a bit more of her data integrity. Much better. Now-- What's that? Her train of thought halted as the glittering data fragment caught her eye. Curious, she turned her head to look at the data fragment. That looks like a script file, or most of one at any rate.
Winter glanced up from the data fragment at the viruses, and decided she didn't want to get any closer to them than she already was. There would have to be a Fishy among their number, wouldn't there... She shuddered in remembrance as she looked back down at the data fragment. Well, that means running is out of the question. So, I may as well indulge my curiosity whist I can. With that thought and a beckoning wave of her hand, a gust of wind carried the fragment to within easy reach.
As Winter plucked the data fragment out of the breeze, David's chat window appeared in the space before her. When the human spoke, he sounded more than a little pleased. "Sweet. That's battlechip data you're holding, miss." Winter simply blinked at David as she was not precisely sure how she should respond to that. "Well, my buddy Ross told me Navis can sometimes find zenny and chip data left behind by deleted viruses. That thing you're holding matches what he described to me as chip data."
"Really now..." Winter responded, skeptical.
"Yeah. All you need to do is send it back to my PET, and I can have it imprinted on a memory card for later use." David held up a blank flash card that looked just like the battlechips he'd held up for Winter to see earlier. "Like this."
"Right..." Winter, honestly, wanted to argue in favor of keeping the weapon data so she could use it any time she chose, but she currently didn't have the luxury with a group of viruses nearby and alerted to her presence. Instead of arguing, she sent the data to the PET, and began thinking of ways to deal with the viruses while David made good on turning the data into a usable battlechip (the process is basically automated). A few moments passed in silence until David, having finished the new chip, spoke up once again: "Well, this should make looking for Charlie and my project data easier for you, miss."
Winter nodded absently as she was currently lost to her own thoughts. Then an idea hit her: Deal with the viruses... Make the search easier... Why not deal with *a* virus, and solve all of these issues in one go? She looked across the gap at the group of viruses, and singled out her candidate. And I know just the virus for the job. With this thought, Winter stepped forward, putting a little distance between her and the nearby bookcases, just in case. She then froze in place for a moment as she experienced second thoughts about what she was considering doing. Oh, this is a bad idea... Is this ever a bad idea... Mom, I hope you're not watching... Your daughter is about to do something incredibly stupid. Here goes...! With a final surge of resolve and a sharp inhale of breath, Winter raised her fingers to her lips and blew a shrill whistle at the viruses that was designed to get their attention. Once she was sure they'd heard her, she made things worse... by opening her mouth and yelling at the Fishy. "HEY, FIN-HEAD! COME AND GET ME!"
----Summary----
--Winter-- (Equipped: RageClaw1(5))
1: Novice's Healing @ Self (Recover 15; 1 TCD)
- Gust: Collect RingLog1 Data
2: Taunt the viruses. (RP)
3: Prepare for the consequences. (Prepped Dodge)
--Signatures--
Arctic Mirror: 1 TCD
Novice's Healing: Activated
Winter glanced up from the data fragment at the viruses, and decided she didn't want to get any closer to them than she already was. There would have to be a Fishy among their number, wouldn't there... She shuddered in remembrance as she looked back down at the data fragment. Well, that means running is out of the question. So, I may as well indulge my curiosity whist I can. With that thought and a beckoning wave of her hand, a gust of wind carried the fragment to within easy reach.
As Winter plucked the data fragment out of the breeze, David's chat window appeared in the space before her. When the human spoke, he sounded more than a little pleased. "Sweet. That's battlechip data you're holding, miss." Winter simply blinked at David as she was not precisely sure how she should respond to that. "Well, my buddy Ross told me Navis can sometimes find zenny and chip data left behind by deleted viruses. That thing you're holding matches what he described to me as chip data."
"Really now..." Winter responded, skeptical.
"Yeah. All you need to do is send it back to my PET, and I can have it imprinted on a memory card for later use." David held up a blank flash card that looked just like the battlechips he'd held up for Winter to see earlier. "Like this."
"Right..." Winter, honestly, wanted to argue in favor of keeping the weapon data so she could use it any time she chose, but she currently didn't have the luxury with a group of viruses nearby and alerted to her presence. Instead of arguing, she sent the data to the PET, and began thinking of ways to deal with the viruses while David made good on turning the data into a usable battlechip (the process is basically automated). A few moments passed in silence until David, having finished the new chip, spoke up once again: "Well, this should make looking for Charlie and my project data easier for you, miss."
Winter nodded absently as she was currently lost to her own thoughts. Then an idea hit her: Deal with the viruses... Make the search easier... Why not deal with *a* virus, and solve all of these issues in one go? She looked across the gap at the group of viruses, and singled out her candidate. And I know just the virus for the job. With this thought, Winter stepped forward, putting a little distance between her and the nearby bookcases, just in case. She then froze in place for a moment as she experienced second thoughts about what she was considering doing. Oh, this is a bad idea... Is this ever a bad idea... Mom, I hope you're not watching... Your daughter is about to do something incredibly stupid. Here goes...! With a final surge of resolve and a sharp inhale of breath, Winter raised her fingers to her lips and blew a shrill whistle at the viruses that was designed to get their attention. Once she was sure they'd heard her, she made things worse... by opening her mouth and yelling at the Fishy. "HEY, FIN-HEAD! COME AND GET ME!"
----Summary----
--Winter-- (Equipped: RageClaw1(5))
1: Novice's Healing @ Self (Recover 15; 1 TCD)
- Gust: Collect RingLog1 Data
2: Taunt the viruses. (RP)
3: Prepare for the consequences. (Prepped Dodge)
--Signatures--
Arctic Mirror: 1 TCD
Novice's Healing: Activated
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The viruses seem to pause as one for a moment, all of them glancing bewilderedly at Winter.
Only one catches the full gist of the taunt.
Only one suddenly flares up, eyes glowing red.
Only the Boomer, the idiot, mistaking a comment aimed at its' compatriot as being aimed at it, charges forward, gliding right over the hole towards Winter.
It fires off its' boomerang at Winter with a loud roar, signaling the start of the match. The white, arced projectile whirrs through the air in a wide arc, buzz-saws through part of the bookshelves behind Winter-
-and is then easily ducked by said navi, who sees the projectile coming a mile away.
The Boomer, enraged by its' failure, catches the boomerang and tosses it again as the Fishy finally lurches forward...
The Hardhead, meanwhile, feels left out, considering that it cannot move.
--Right group-- (COMING HERE!)
Boomer: 60 (Over hole) (5 movements away)
Hardhead: 60 (Depressed!)
Fishy: 90 (Over hole) (7 movements away)
Winter: 88 (Rageclaw x5)
--Terrain--
8% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
32% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)
Only one catches the full gist of the taunt.
Only one suddenly flares up, eyes glowing red.
Only the Boomer, the idiot, mistaking a comment aimed at its' compatriot as being aimed at it, charges forward, gliding right over the hole towards Winter.
It fires off its' boomerang at Winter with a loud roar, signaling the start of the match. The white, arced projectile whirrs through the air in a wide arc, buzz-saws through part of the bookshelves behind Winter-
-and is then easily ducked by said navi, who sees the projectile coming a mile away.
The Boomer, enraged by its' failure, catches the boomerang and tosses it again as the Fishy finally lurches forward...
The Hardhead, meanwhile, feels left out, considering that it cannot move.
--Right group-- (COMING HERE!)
Boomer: 60 (Over hole) (5 movements away)
Hardhead: 60 (Depressed!)
Fishy: 90 (Over hole) (7 movements away)
Winter: 88 (Rageclaw x5)
--Terrain--
8% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
32% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)
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As the Boomer lost it's cool at the insult directed at the Fishy, Winter canted her head to one side in confusion. What in the network is his major malfunct-- Oh bugfrags! Her thought was cut off by the need to duck the giant flying scythe launched by the enraged Boomer. She ended up flipping her hood up to protect her head from the shower of wooden splinters originating from the bookcases obliterated by the Boomerang. Whoa! Talk about mis-placed anger.
"That virus looks really pissed off." David commented absently while trying to figure out what the point of taunting the viruses was.
"No, really, you think?" Winter responded as the Boomerang was sent flying right back at her. She saw it coming and made a play to avoid it by dashing out of the way. She knew it would be returning shortly, so she kept her evasive action in check to avoid walking right into its return arc. Yeah, that's right, get all angry and rowdy as you will. If my plan works, you and your flying murder-blade be left in the dust anyway.
As Winter moved to evade the Boomerang, she turned her attention to the Fishy and winced in dread. Why did I think trying to tame a Fishy was a good idea...? That thing is going to clobber the life out of me if I screw up. She planted both feet firmly on the ground and prepared herself for the consequences of what she was about to attempt. She took a calming breath and thought rationally about her plan one more time. Okay. I need to grapple that beastly thing when it charges. It's going to be coming at me fast. Then an idea occurred to her. Wait. Maybe I can slow the Fishy down a little with a bit of wind. Even just a little drop in speed would increase my chances.
Winter smiled as the rest of her plan worked itself out in her mind. Right, then. I'll airbrake the Fishy, then do an air step jump. That'll put me over the Virus, and the updraft will help bring it up to me. She flexed her right hand, which was still equipped with the RageClaw1 imbued bracelet. That should make it easier to grab hold of the Fishy, and from above too boot. Ending up on the top-side of the virus puts me in a favorable position to stay on the virus if I do manage to grab it. Winter's expression went blank as she considered the next phase... The trick will be getting myself situated between those two fins... If I can manage to get myself between the fins, it'll be that much harder to fall off no matter what crazy moves the virus makes. She looked straight at the Fishy with a final thought: Alright... Let's do this.
----Summary----
--Winter-- (Equipped: RageClaw1(5))
1: Dodge the Boomerang. (Dodge)
- Gust: Slow the Fishy down. (Knockback/RP)
2: Airstep jump onto the Fishy. (Dodge/RP)
3: Use RageClaw1 to hang on for dear life. (Grapple/RP)
--Signatures--
Arctic Mirror: Ready
Novice's Healing: 1 TCD
"That virus looks really pissed off." David commented absently while trying to figure out what the point of taunting the viruses was.
"No, really, you think?" Winter responded as the Boomerang was sent flying right back at her. She saw it coming and made a play to avoid it by dashing out of the way. She knew it would be returning shortly, so she kept her evasive action in check to avoid walking right into its return arc. Yeah, that's right, get all angry and rowdy as you will. If my plan works, you and your flying murder-blade be left in the dust anyway.
As Winter moved to evade the Boomerang, she turned her attention to the Fishy and winced in dread. Why did I think trying to tame a Fishy was a good idea...? That thing is going to clobber the life out of me if I screw up. She planted both feet firmly on the ground and prepared herself for the consequences of what she was about to attempt. She took a calming breath and thought rationally about her plan one more time. Okay. I need to grapple that beastly thing when it charges. It's going to be coming at me fast. Then an idea occurred to her. Wait. Maybe I can slow the Fishy down a little with a bit of wind. Even just a little drop in speed would increase my chances.
Winter smiled as the rest of her plan worked itself out in her mind. Right, then. I'll airbrake the Fishy, then do an air step jump. That'll put me over the Virus, and the updraft will help bring it up to me. She flexed her right hand, which was still equipped with the RageClaw1 imbued bracelet. That should make it easier to grab hold of the Fishy, and from above too boot. Ending up on the top-side of the virus puts me in a favorable position to stay on the virus if I do manage to grab it. Winter's expression went blank as she considered the next phase... The trick will be getting myself situated between those two fins... If I can manage to get myself between the fins, it'll be that much harder to fall off no matter what crazy moves the virus makes. She looked straight at the Fishy with a final thought: Alright... Let's do this.
----Summary----
--Winter-- (Equipped: RageClaw1(5))
1: Dodge the Boomerang. (Dodge)
- Gust: Slow the Fishy down. (Knockback/RP)
2: Airstep jump onto the Fishy. (Dodge/RP)
3: Use RageClaw1 to hang on for dear life. (Grapple/RP)
--Signatures--
Arctic Mirror: Ready
Novice's Healing: 1 TCD
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The Boomerang arcs slightly lower than Winter expected as it comes for her again-- this time she's forced to vault over it. The Fishy explodes into motion the instant she leaps, closing the distance nearly instantly-
-until Winter whiffles it with a gust of wind, slowing its' advance as she makes a flying leap onto its' backside. The Fishy seems to pick up speed as she does, realizing what she's trying to do...
But the updraft, the thing that propelled her jump, pushes it upward and straight into her! Winter clings on for dear bloody life as the Fishy bucks repeatedly, bobbing, weaving, spinning-- it even does a loop or two, going completely upside-down, in an attempt to shake her off.
...But can she hold?
--Right group--
Boomer: 60 (Over hole)
Hardhead: 60 (Depressed!)
Fishy: 90 (Over hole) (Zooming around like a madman!)
Winter: 88 (Rageclaw x4) (On Fishy) (HANGING ON FOR DEAR LIFE)
--Terrain--
8% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
32% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)
-until Winter whiffles it with a gust of wind, slowing its' advance as she makes a flying leap onto its' backside. The Fishy seems to pick up speed as she does, realizing what she's trying to do...
But the updraft, the thing that propelled her jump, pushes it upward and straight into her! Winter clings on for dear bloody life as the Fishy bucks repeatedly, bobbing, weaving, spinning-- it even does a loop or two, going completely upside-down, in an attempt to shake her off.
...But can she hold?
--Right group--
Boomer: 60 (Over hole)
Hardhead: 60 (Depressed!)
Fishy: 90 (Over hole) (Zooming around like a madman!)
Winter: 88 (Rageclaw x4) (On Fishy) (HANGING ON FOR DEAR LIFE)
--Terrain--
8% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
32% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)
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Winter was staring at the Fishy when the sound of the returning Boomerang made its way to her ears. Erk, looks like I misjudged the arc. That's my cue to move it, or lose it. As she prepared to make her evasive jump, she saw the Fishy ignite its afterburner. So much for the plan. Looks like I'm winging it now. She went with the sudden change in situation and channeled the power of wind to turn her jump into an air step as the virus came barreling towards her. As Winter rose into the air, she again channeled the power of wind and created a focused gale to try to slow the Fishy down. As she did this, the Boomerang she'd jumped met with the updraft, angled sharply upwards, and sliced right past her no more than a couple of feet from her face on its way into the sky.
Winter found herself with no time to spare the close shave any thought as her attention was now focused on the on-rushing Fishy ahead and below her. She was just reaching the apex of her jump when the partially slowed jet-propelled virus hit the up-drafting air column, and rose to meet her. Winter twisted her torso around, then kicked her legs to spin her body around in preparation for landing on the Fishy. The move partly worked, as she found herself able to reach out and grab hold of the leading edge of the Fishy's right wing with her Rage-Claw augmented right arm. Winter managed to secure her grip firmly on the wing just before the rest of her body collided with the virus with an involuntary "Oooph." The virus immediately tried to throw her off with a bob, followed by a dive that left the sorceress hanging in the air above the virus; feet towards the sky. "Whohoaaa!" She managed to barely maintain her grip, and crashed back onto the virus with another involuntary "Ughhh."
The collision threw Winter around a bit, and the sudden weave of the virus' next attempt to shake her off promised to make matters worse as she began to slide bodily to the left. However, Winter used the motion to get her left leg under her, and proceeded to brace herself by planting her knee against the inner upward curve of the Fishy's left wing. She took the opportunity to grab hold of the virus's left wing with her other hand when she found she could reach it. "Got i-- Whoa!" Winter was thankful for her decision when the virus tried to toss her with a sudden bob that almost threw her just before it reversed direction and banked right. She responded by pulling to the left, but allowing her lower body to shift to the right. She then repeated her earlier move and planted her other knee against the right wing's fin-joint. The Fishy repeated the bob while banking, but Winter had anticipated it and managed to ride it out with a little more grace than she had the last time. "You are not going to lose me that easily."
Oh really...? <-- ((Click for music.))
The Fishy now endeavored to prove Winter wrong, with gusto, as it accelerated like mad and started to mix its maneuvers up a bit. The virus started bobbing and weaving, bobbing while weaving, and weaving after bobbing at high speed, but it wasn't doing anything to shuck Winter, as she clung to the Virus tenaciously. It then escalated further by attempting a high speed corkscrew turn, but the sorceress had already managed to not only find her grip with both hands, but also managed to brace both of her legs against the vertical fins of the Fishy's wings. She needed only to shift her body up and to one side slightly to negate the G-forces of the first turn, and hugging closer while shifting to the opposite side defeated the second.
Winter had been hanging on with increasing dexterity when the Fishy against escalated its efforts to ditch her. As the virus exited the second corkscrew, Winter's world suddenly spun like mad as the virus did a barrel roll. The maneuver did nothing to shake her off as she was now hugged tightly against the delta wing with her hands grasping the leading edge of the wings, and her feet hooked in behind the trailing edge. However, it did serve to disorient her a great deal. "Spin... Cycle... I think I'm gonna be sick." Winter barely had time to shake her head to clear it before the virus attempted a combination of the last two maneuvers. It banked right, then dove and turned hard. Once it was in a spiral, the Fishy barrel rolled with the turn, then rolled again; this time back out of it. Winter managed to stay on it by hugging the wing like there was no tomorrow.
When the Fishy leveled off after it's latest attempt to throw Winter off, the Navi decided to try talking to the Virus: "For the love of the Programmer, chill out," she began admonishingly, "If I was really going to delete you, I would have done it already. You get m-- No." She realized the Fishy wasn't listening when it began to accelerate. "You definitely don't get meeeeeeeeeeeee----" Winter all but shrieked as the virus pulled up and went into a high speed loop-de-loop that left her crushed against the top wing. However, once the maneuver was actually under way, Winter's shriek tapered off into silence. She found it surprisingly easy to deal with this move in comparison to everything else the Fishy had done thus far, since it basically did all the work of staying on the Virus for her. The virus tried it again immediately after, and by the time it was over, Winter was... enjoying herself? "Woooooo! Okay, I think I'm getting the hang of this!"
Winter hugged close to the top of the virus and now spoke to it while she still refused to let go. "Alright, you. I'm not going anywhere. So when you're ready to--" Winter paused as the virus tried another aerial maneuver. "--co-operate, I'll still be here." She glanced over at the rageclaw equipped hand, and something occurred to her... "I imagine pulling all of these crazy stunts, and forcing me to hold on like this can't be doing good things for you." While the Fishy continued trying to shake Winter, she chanted her Novice's Healing spell, and healed the virus a little. "Think it over, k?"
With that, Winter planned to continue trying to hang onto the Fishy. Her wind powers had had time to recharge by now, and she was holding them ready for trouble.
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David was watching the proceedings with a bag of popcorn at this point. He'd tried several times over the past couple of minutes to contact the sorceress Navi, but the virus she was now riding was going so fast, none of the chat windows he'd tried to open had caught more than the blur of their passing. He really wanted to ask the Navi what in the hell she thought she was doing, yet at the same time he found this approach to be kinda cool. Well, since I can't ask her where she's misplaced her little digital mind, I'll just enjoy the show and ask her later.... if she's still in one piece later. David sighed, then continued enjoying his popcorn, and the show.
----Summary----
--Winter-- (Equipped: RageClaw1(4))
1: Hang on for dear life. (Grapple/RP)
2: Talk to the Fishy. (RP)
3: Novice's Healing @ Fishy (!) (Recover 15; 1 TCD)
- Gust: Prepped
--Signatures--
Arctic Mirror: Ready
Novice's Healing: Activated
Winter found herself with no time to spare the close shave any thought as her attention was now focused on the on-rushing Fishy ahead and below her. She was just reaching the apex of her jump when the partially slowed jet-propelled virus hit the up-drafting air column, and rose to meet her. Winter twisted her torso around, then kicked her legs to spin her body around in preparation for landing on the Fishy. The move partly worked, as she found herself able to reach out and grab hold of the leading edge of the Fishy's right wing with her Rage-Claw augmented right arm. Winter managed to secure her grip firmly on the wing just before the rest of her body collided with the virus with an involuntary "Oooph." The virus immediately tried to throw her off with a bob, followed by a dive that left the sorceress hanging in the air above the virus; feet towards the sky. "Whohoaaa!" She managed to barely maintain her grip, and crashed back onto the virus with another involuntary "Ughhh."
The collision threw Winter around a bit, and the sudden weave of the virus' next attempt to shake her off promised to make matters worse as she began to slide bodily to the left. However, Winter used the motion to get her left leg under her, and proceeded to brace herself by planting her knee against the inner upward curve of the Fishy's left wing. She took the opportunity to grab hold of the virus's left wing with her other hand when she found she could reach it. "Got i-- Whoa!" Winter was thankful for her decision when the virus tried to toss her with a sudden bob that almost threw her just before it reversed direction and banked right. She responded by pulling to the left, but allowing her lower body to shift to the right. She then repeated her earlier move and planted her other knee against the right wing's fin-joint. The Fishy repeated the bob while banking, but Winter had anticipated it and managed to ride it out with a little more grace than she had the last time. "You are not going to lose me that easily."
Oh really...? <-- ((Click for music.))
The Fishy now endeavored to prove Winter wrong, with gusto, as it accelerated like mad and started to mix its maneuvers up a bit. The virus started bobbing and weaving, bobbing while weaving, and weaving after bobbing at high speed, but it wasn't doing anything to shuck Winter, as she clung to the Virus tenaciously. It then escalated further by attempting a high speed corkscrew turn, but the sorceress had already managed to not only find her grip with both hands, but also managed to brace both of her legs against the vertical fins of the Fishy's wings. She needed only to shift her body up and to one side slightly to negate the G-forces of the first turn, and hugging closer while shifting to the opposite side defeated the second.
Winter had been hanging on with increasing dexterity when the Fishy against escalated its efforts to ditch her. As the virus exited the second corkscrew, Winter's world suddenly spun like mad as the virus did a barrel roll. The maneuver did nothing to shake her off as she was now hugged tightly against the delta wing with her hands grasping the leading edge of the wings, and her feet hooked in behind the trailing edge. However, it did serve to disorient her a great deal. "Spin... Cycle... I think I'm gonna be sick." Winter barely had time to shake her head to clear it before the virus attempted a combination of the last two maneuvers. It banked right, then dove and turned hard. Once it was in a spiral, the Fishy barrel rolled with the turn, then rolled again; this time back out of it. Winter managed to stay on it by hugging the wing like there was no tomorrow.
When the Fishy leveled off after it's latest attempt to throw Winter off, the Navi decided to try talking to the Virus: "For the love of the Programmer, chill out," she began admonishingly, "If I was really going to delete you, I would have done it already. You get m-- No." She realized the Fishy wasn't listening when it began to accelerate. "You definitely don't get meeeeeeeeeeeee----" Winter all but shrieked as the virus pulled up and went into a high speed loop-de-loop that left her crushed against the top wing. However, once the maneuver was actually under way, Winter's shriek tapered off into silence. She found it surprisingly easy to deal with this move in comparison to everything else the Fishy had done thus far, since it basically did all the work of staying on the Virus for her. The virus tried it again immediately after, and by the time it was over, Winter was... enjoying herself? "Woooooo! Okay, I think I'm getting the hang of this!"
Winter hugged close to the top of the virus and now spoke to it while she still refused to let go. "Alright, you. I'm not going anywhere. So when you're ready to--" Winter paused as the virus tried another aerial maneuver. "--co-operate, I'll still be here." She glanced over at the rageclaw equipped hand, and something occurred to her... "I imagine pulling all of these crazy stunts, and forcing me to hold on like this can't be doing good things for you." While the Fishy continued trying to shake Winter, she chanted her Novice's Healing spell, and healed the virus a little. "Think it over, k?"
With that, Winter planned to continue trying to hang onto the Fishy. Her wind powers had had time to recharge by now, and she was holding them ready for trouble.
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David was watching the proceedings with a bag of popcorn at this point. He'd tried several times over the past couple of minutes to contact the sorceress Navi, but the virus she was now riding was going so fast, none of the chat windows he'd tried to open had caught more than the blur of their passing. He really wanted to ask the Navi what in the hell she thought she was doing, yet at the same time he found this approach to be kinda cool. Well, since I can't ask her where she's misplaced her little digital mind, I'll just enjoy the show and ask her later.... if she's still in one piece later. David sighed, then continued enjoying his popcorn, and the show.
----Summary----
--Winter-- (Equipped: RageClaw1(4))
1: Hang on for dear life. (Grapple/RP)
2: Talk to the Fishy. (RP)
3: Novice's Healing @ Fishy (!) (Recover 15; 1 TCD)
- Gust: Prepped
--Signatures--
Arctic Mirror: Ready
Novice's Healing: Activated
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The Fishy continues to buck and weave through the air, adding in sudden stops, starts, flips, spins, turns, and various other rollercoaster-from-hell aerial maneuvers. Finally it tries one last thing-- it rises into the air.
The Fishy ascends for quite a while, moving higher and higher up under its' own power-- it occurs to Winter that it's probably a bad thing this part of the network has no roof-- And then stops entirely, floating in midair.
Winter gets this feeling like if she could see its' face, it would be grinning madly.
The Fishy tilts so it's pointing straight down... and fires off like a rocket. The wind assails her alongside the residual effects from changing altitude so quickly unprotected; her ears would probably be giving her hell if she was a human. The fishy, meanwhile, begins to spin wildly as it nosedives, speed going past what has to be a hundred miles per hour as the ground rushes up to meet them-- Winter feels a harsh, sudden jolt as the Fishy applies the breaks, trying to go from 150 to 0 in just enough time to throw Winter off... and yet still manages to hang on, dangling from the front end of the Fishy.
She stares into the thing's eyes as she heals it, and it glares back at her...
Winter hears the Fishy give off the closest thing she's ever heard to a scoff from a virus before it begrudgingly levels out. It will cooperate, apparently, but it is none too happy about it.
Unfortunately, that little aerial stunt placed them closer to the until-now-depressed Hardhead, who gleefully tries to take a potshot at Winter.
He misses by a mile. And falls back into depression again.
--Right group--
Boomer: 60 (Over hole)
Hardhead: 60 (Depressed!)
Fishy: 90 (Over hole near Hardhead)
Winter: 88 (Rageclaw x3) (On Fishy) (Over hole near Hardhead)
--Terrain--
8% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
32% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)
The Fishy ascends for quite a while, moving higher and higher up under its' own power-- it occurs to Winter that it's probably a bad thing this part of the network has no roof-- And then stops entirely, floating in midair.
Winter gets this feeling like if she could see its' face, it would be grinning madly.
The Fishy tilts so it's pointing straight down... and fires off like a rocket. The wind assails her alongside the residual effects from changing altitude so quickly unprotected; her ears would probably be giving her hell if she was a human. The fishy, meanwhile, begins to spin wildly as it nosedives, speed going past what has to be a hundred miles per hour as the ground rushes up to meet them-- Winter feels a harsh, sudden jolt as the Fishy applies the breaks, trying to go from 150 to 0 in just enough time to throw Winter off... and yet still manages to hang on, dangling from the front end of the Fishy.
She stares into the thing's eyes as she heals it, and it glares back at her...
Winter hears the Fishy give off the closest thing she's ever heard to a scoff from a virus before it begrudgingly levels out. It will cooperate, apparently, but it is none too happy about it.
Unfortunately, that little aerial stunt placed them closer to the until-now-depressed Hardhead, who gleefully tries to take a potshot at Winter.
He misses by a mile. And falls back into depression again.
--Right group--
Boomer: 60 (Over hole)
Hardhead: 60 (Depressed!)
Fishy: 90 (Over hole near Hardhead)
Winter: 88 (Rageclaw x3) (On Fishy) (Over hole near Hardhead)
--Terrain--
8% Ice (The large chunk of the pathway that Winter froze over. Includes a couple of bookcases.)
32% Normal (The pathways between the bookcases, and the bookcases themselves)
60% Missing (the hole leading to the floor below-- has staircase on either side going down)