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itsjustcambot2012-01-17 04:03 pm
punsofiron) wrote in itsjustcambot2012-01-17 04:03 pm
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XI
[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.]
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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'Bout time. I've been lookin' all over for that thing. [Harvey picks up the dropped sword, and is returning it to Liz when he notices the blood on her shoulder.] Ah, hell, kid. How bad is it? [Have a handkerchief, it's good for soaking up blood.]
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Not as bad as when I first got it. It's nothing, really.
[Physically, at any rate.]
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Come on, kid, let's get outta here. I got bandages and booze in my room.
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[Luckily, his room isn't too far off. He keeps an eye on her as they walk - he saw that moment of unsteadiness before. The room, when they arrive, turns out to be pretty spartan, but he wasn't making up the booze part; he pours out two shot glasses and hands Liz one.]