itsjustcambot

[ANOTHER shade fight? This time Cambot's watching from a safe distance as Iron Liz and her shadow swordfight on the weapons deck. It looks like the fight isn't going as well though; Liz is still sporting the injuries she sustained dealing with Minako's shade, but it looks like this one roughed her up quite a bit too. And damn if that's not a scary-looking sword it's using, either.

As it stands, Liz is pinned against the wall, barely holding off the shade's sword with her own. The shade is looming over her, way too close to her face, whispering. Whatever it's saying is clearly affecting Liz as her face darkens, until finally she can't take it anymore, snarling through her teeth.]

Shut. Up.

[With that she harshly boots the shade in the knee, to which there is a sickening crack as it falls forward. This gives Liz the chance to drive both swords down on her shade, who poofs into dust, the Frostmourne replica falling to the floor.

Slowly Liz eases back against the wall, dropping her weapons and catching her breath, and Cambot dares to get closer. She looks worse for the wear and seems to even be visibly shaking, and she doesn't even acknowledge Cambot, running her hands through her hair.]

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If you've got enough energy to be a smartass, then I guess you're not so bad off. Need a hand up?

[She waves her hand vaguely. She may be quite comfortable just sitting here for a while actually.]

Really, I've had worse.

[Well in that case Falco will let her rest for a minute, and just kneel in front of her for a minute]

See, I use that argument a lot myself. It usually means "this hurts like a mother, but I'm just gonna suck it up and try to look badass".