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[personal profile] overruns 2020-07-08 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ Now that he's up here, looking down, he can see everything between gaps in the bs—the final puff of petals from Asch's mouth before he goes still, and Flayn as she braces herself to jump— ]

Flayn, don't—!

[ —be reckless? Too late, for both of them. He can't even blame her, adrenaline helping him forget the bleeding rut down his back and bs swarming his vision, practically crawling in his ears when he skims he finds the first board of the catwalk with his foot.

Then, he steps back a bit, and just—charges it. He has a spear, he'll vault himself over there if he has to. Group strategy is apparently: yeet ]
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[personal profile] getdrekt 2020-07-08 09:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[luckily, an unconscious body is actually the best way to take an impact, as it does not brace against a fall at all, causing considerably less damage when they drop!

however, flayn and dimitri definitely land in some part on top of of him, so. you're welcome for the cushioning. he's probably fine. i mean, he's probably fine once he's not unconscious anymore and slowly dying from lack of oxygen.

wherever skin can be seen, asch's corpsebody is a mess of broken blood vessels from the flower chain's constrictions—angry red lines of first-stage bruising trace around his throat and wrists, face still wet from the bloodied flower cuts and tears. oh, and his mouth is just absolutely chock with petals—which, combined with the choking thing, makes it pretty clear what the issue is, here.]
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[personal profile] fishingforcompliments 2020-07-08 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[The nice part about Asch being unconscious is there's no emotionshare backlash because he can't feel anything!

Though, ouch, that collision does kind of hurt. Flayn makes a small, pained noise as they hit the ground (stupid flowers. stupid violin strings. stupid bs.) but tries to sit up quickly, because they're definitely not out of danger yet. She grabs Asch by the shoulder and shakes him, but -

Nope, nothing.

...the petals in his mouth are concerning, though. She makes a face, then eases his lips open so she can... dig the petals out... and clear his airways...]
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-07-08 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well, glad that their strategy of literally throwing themselves at the problem kind of worked. There's a second where they all land as a collective heap though, broken vines dangling above them.

Dimitri rolls off and away from the other two with a cough, shaking his head to get his bearings as the whisper of voices and the buzz of the bs picks up, the scraping of the bow in the background. It's a mess. Flayn is already handling reviving Asch, so he'll leave that to the healer of the party as he strikes one of the lashing strings, batting it away from the two of them with his spear as he squints towards the source of the whips.

There's no way they're breaking apart the violin itself, so that just leaves this... big, creepy eyeball. Looks fleshy enough. Another wire lashes at his leg as he approaches, his knee buckling with a grimace.

But a violin only has so many strings, right? So he's working his way towards the eye, catching a wire around his lance with a flourish and twisting, trying to tangle it down. ]
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[personal profile] getdrekt 2020-07-08 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[well, his air passages are clear, at least? but he's still not breathing or moving. if Flayn feels for a pulse, though, it's definitely there—not weakening as of yet, so blood is still moving through! just.

the oxygen problem, really.

his sword is at his side, though, so if someone needs that to cut up some bs, it is AVAILABLE]
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[personal profile] fishingforcompliments 2020-07-09 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Flayn swats at the bees as they sting at her hands, but she's more focused on clearing the flowers from Asch's mouth and throat than she really is at keeping herself from being stung. So, that's happening. She grits her teeth and just powers through it - she can deal with the stings. It won't kill her.

(Probably.)

But if Asch doesn't start breathing soon, it might kill him. She checks his pulse, puts a hand to his chest to see if he's taking any air at all (flinches when she gets stung, but she'll deal with that later), and then takes a breath.

As I stated in our group chat, I hate all of you for this.

She leans down to give him CPR.]
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-07-09 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dimitri is too busy dealing with the violin lashing out to get more than a look over his shoulder at them—it must be dire straits if Flayn has to kiss resuscitate Asch.

He grits his teeth and torques his spear enough to draw the wire towards him, but it doesn't hold forever, snapping at his arm when the string spins free. He flicks his lance back to his side with a hiss—he has to keep as many of them occupied as Flayn does her work.

So he switches to the offensive and aims for the eye instead, driving his spear towards it in a vicious jab. It's a weapon with some reach, but—hard to say if it'll land from this distance. Hopefully it draws some fire to him either way. ]
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[personal profile] getdrekt 2020-07-09 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
[well, Asch gets his kissCPR on—and, since Britt went and gave me the idea and all, as his lungs inflate with fresh air, his eyes slowly, groggily, flutter open while Flayn's lips are still solidly connected to his. he gasps with the return to consciousness, and coughs violently, trying his best to lean away from Flayn as he does, spitting out petals, drawing in several quick, labored breaths.

okay, so. he finally kissed a girl.

sure, he was dying, but he's counting it. mammon and zenitsu are officially erased. flayn is the only one.

but none of that really matters at the moment, because he passed out at a pretty crucial time, and now he can reach his sword. he struggles to stand, pulling his sword roughly from its scabbard, breathing still ragged—and starts making his way towards the eye, intent on cutting anything that comes to close to Flayn, or himself.

fuck this. fuck all of this. he's going to go absolutely fucking feral on everything else in here.]
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[personal profile] fishingforcompliments 2020-07-09 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[STOP NIJI WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS i was so sure that was already your plan.

Anyway, he's breathing. He's breathing, and thank the gods for that because if anyone dies on this break-in Flayn is going to be really, really upset. As it is, he'll feel a brief outpouring of relief as he pulls away, since he'll get the emotions for a good five seconds or so after breaking contact. As he forces himself to his feet, she backs off, roots around on the ground for the knife she'd yeeted earlier, and forces herself up to follow him.

...the thing about eyes that stare? Well, they make pretty good targets. Flayn isn't sure she can get there quite fast enough to help, but she's got her knife in hand again, so. She adjusts her grip on it, takes aim, and hurls it directly at the eyeball as it's staring at Dimitri.

Then she takes off at a run after Asch, gripping her staff tightly to smack anything that comes toward them out of the way.]
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-07-09 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ While his comrades are MAKING OUT, the eye glares him down and the violin jerks and Dimitri's footing slides, spear dislodging before he can drive the wound any deeper. The wires thrash at him before he can try again, one snaking around his leg to yank it out from under him, sending him right onto his back—he only gets out a short, surprised cough, breath knocked out of him before he has to bring his spear up to protect himself from getting pummelled as best he can.

But he's not getting anywhere this turn, sorry guys. ]
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[personal profile] getdrekt 2020-07-09 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
Flayn--!

[it's a croak, a crack of a yell, as he hears the wood split apart—drag Flayn down—and close. the eye explodes in discordant noise. and Dimitri's on the ground.

there's not even time to mourn. with a groan of anguish, anger, and revenge, Asch rushes towards Dimitri's position, placing himself between the prince and the wires, knocking them back—before turning, and in one swift, targeted move, slamming the entire length of his blade directly into the eye. he drives it in, gritting his teeth, and twists the blade.]


DIE!
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-07-09 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ He sees Flayn fall in his peripheral, ground closing up over her, and his blood feels cold in his veins. He twists his foot free, ignoring how the wire scrapes at his leg as he reaches back, grasping for the gold thread—

But it vanishes, too. ]


FLAYN!

[ Asch is dealing with the eye, so he pulls himself the rest of the way up, ready to fend off any more wires before he grabs Asch by the arm, just in case he's swallowed up as well. ]
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[personal profile] fishingforcompliments 2020-07-09 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
[before you ask, no, flayn's not here]
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[personal profile] getdrekt 2020-07-09 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
[the sword finds its mark, and the blood runs. good. real fucking good!

Dimitri grabs him—and as the eye melts, they fall. he lets his sword go, and grabs the taller man—at the very least, he can cushion him again--

whumph.

his sword clatters in the sand next to them, and as he looks over to it, Asch catches sight of the sight around them. it's... nice. for all five seconds that it lasts, probably.]


Dimitri. [he pushes himself back up, dragging his sword back into its scabbard. it's cleanish. his voice is a strained whisper.] Are you okay?

[for once, the emotional connection is paying off: free of the illusion, Asch's waves of apologetic guilt roll over him, his worry for Flayn and Dimitri blasting with deep concern in the forefront of his mind—cautious, careful, and caring.]

Before--I'm sorry. I should have--I--
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-07-09 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ He watches the eye try to blink around Asch's sword, blood pouring from it, and their thoughts and feelings are equal: good. He hopes it hurts.

It's the last thing he thinks before the ground gives out and they're falling.

The sand cushions the eventual and inevitable collapse, puffing out around them as they land, and he answers Asch's question with a vague, frustrated noise as he rolls over. He's fine. More than well enough to sit up, sand falling from his hair as Asch's emotions catch up with him. ]


...I'm all right.

[ There's a thread of anxious energy in him as he looks around and still doesn't see Flayn, but he's not angry. That much is clear as day, unmistakable—if anything, the apology is met with a little confusion and a squeeze around his arm before he pulls them both to their feet, as much comfort as he can afford right now. ]

Put it from your mind, Asch. We need to find Flayn.

[ Speaking of, he looks around—any signs of life? Are they just going to have to walk along this beach and hope? ]
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[personal profile] getdrekt 2020-07-09 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
Right.

[in terms of comforting gestures, that is more than assurance enough. better than saying more, he taps Dimitri's hand lightly with his—Asch's own worry for Flayn, care for both Dimitri and her, flashing through.

it's emotionshare week! but for someone who often has a hard time voicing it? maybe it's not that bad.

they're off, looking for Flayn('s knife). at the sign of something in the sand, Asch proceeds cautiously, kneeling down, and digging up whatever he can reach. as he does, he muses out loud—or rather, as loud as his vocal cords will allow.]


I can't see any birds.

It's going to be some damn stupid music thing attacking us again, I'll bet.
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-07-09 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's strange being able to actually decipher Asch's feelings from what Asch says and does, but at least it's clear they're on the same page. He takes that as Asch feeling well enough to move about some more.

As Asch goes to dig up whatever's in the sand, he steps forward a bit, looking ahead down the coast. ]


I fear you might be right. The place we saw... it was from your childhood, wasn't it?

[ So what are they looking at, now? Was it Flayn's...? ]
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[personal profile] fishingforcompliments 2020-07-09 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
[It's so dark.

Flayn can't see. She doesn't know which way is up and which way is down, and she struggles to feel around for something - anything - to help her get out of here. She was - she was falling, wasn't she? She was falling and now she's not, and...

...

Those voices. Her breath catches.]


Mother..? [Her voice sounds tiny even to herself.] ...Father...

[She struggles to sit up - but to no avail. Her head hits something hard in the darkness, and she falls back down with a slight oof.]

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