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Who ⚡ Cyno and co.
What ⚡ Event stuff, dungeon stuff
When ⚡ August
Where ⚡ Mac Anu & Lumina Cloth
Content Warnings ⚡ Will warn if needed

[ for reference, plotting post is here

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Comments

tears up...

[notfunny]

[ he's slow but he's sturdy. right? that means they should be fine, especially as they find the 'easier' target more appealing. the remaining wyverns flutter over and rear back, preparing to give sinclair a beating he'll remember?

unless... unless cyno can come in and slam them? before they strike??

it's dangerous, especially when he feels every strike. the half of his body that hit the floor just moments before aches from the pain sensors being enabled. so when he reels back and swings again, he has to pray for the best.

(16 & 7)

at least another succumbs to the flick reaper, but hopefully he can get the final one to turn while his own HP bar looks pretty....... bad ]

HOLDS YOU WITH ME

[insinning]

[That's bad. Really bad.

Sinclair steps forward, striking again (10) and it just hits. The wyvern screeches, windmilling back and then--

Sinclair hits it again, piercing through the head. (18)

It explodes into pixels and Sinclair breathes a sigh of relief]

I think that's the last of them.

[And then with a lot more worry]

Do you need a potion? Or something?

🥹

[notfunny]

[ nice. no more wyverns. no more getting their asses beat. he feels that same relief on his shoulders as he takes account for his injuries, none obviously apparent, and then he kind of just

leans to one side...

against his weapon... ]

Nah, I'm good. I'm fine. It's just... uh, probably been playing too much.

[ that's reasonable, right??????? ]

Let's keep on moving. I'm sure we'll find the end to this place soon enough.

holds so much

[insinning]

[Sinclair stares at Cyno for a long moment before he hesitantly nods.]

Mm. [Does he have potions?? He feels like he should offer one, but Cyno said 'no'. He shouldn't be pushy] I'm sure we're more than half way through now.

[Onwards to finding the boss room!!]

[notfunny]

Feels like it. Hopefully the boss isn't any harder than what we've just fought.

[ because he doesn't want to like. you know. get murdered? he really should accept the potion, but at the same time--- they can do this! he believes in them!!! ]

Maybe it'll be something that stays on the ground and doesn't fling projectiles and it'll just... give up?

[ yeah. optimism! ]

[insinning]

It'd be nice if we could find something like that at the end of the dungeon...

[ Cyno??? such optimism. he's really concerned now. anyway through the dungeon they go, Luckily without enemies until they come across

a High Wolf?]

[notfunny]

[ no more enemies! well, except for the wolf? at least it seems friendly enough. ]

Good puppy...

[ is that being too condescending? anyway, it comes up to cyno and nudges his foot. ]

Hm? Did I step in something?

[ a quick check and no, seems fine. ]

What do you want?

[insinning]

[It wags his tail, looking hopeful. Sinclair looks at it grimly]

It wants a kick.

[notfunny]

You're kidding.

[ who would do that. who would kick a wolf. he doesn't want to kick it? hello? ]

I'm not... you do it.

[ internally shaking and crying ]

[insinning]

I-I don't want to kick a wolf-!

[Shaking too. Last time, it had been an accident!!]

[notfunny]

[ nooooo #weeniesquad ]

Okay. Just, like. Don't tell anyone? I love animals...!

[ he squeezes his eyes shut as he pulls his foot back and then just boots it. ]

... oh.

[ why did it explode into HEALING ITEMS????????¿¿ ]

[insinning]

[your secret is safe, Cyno]

Ah.

[Just. Catching those potions. Five each. He looks at Cyno grimly. And proceeds to dump one of them on his head. Heal up, buddy.]

[notfunny]

[ ugh now he looks like a wet dog... but he can't shake the potion out until it works? also, he doesn't want to splash sinclair?? ]

H-hey...

[ thankfully it all dries up pretty quickly as his HP bar fills. ]

... I still feel bad, you know.

[insinning]

I-It's fine. I'm sure it was happy you kicked it.

[THE GUILT IS SO REAL]

[notfunny]

[ he's not sure if there's ever been a dog or wolf that's been happy about that kind of attention... ]

Well. It's over. I guess we're... we did it.

[ yes. they did it. even if it ends on a relatively sour note. ]

[insinning]

Mm. We'll get to the end of the dungeon soon.

[There, there Cyno. They'll forget all about it]

[notfunny]

[ yeah. almost out. but he'll never forget!

at least he's healed. ]

Wonder if there's more wolves... I'm not going to kick the next one.

[insinning]

Maybe we can just...ignore it.

[NO MORE KICKING ANIMALS. Anyway onwards they go, to the end of the dungeon--what monsters will they find here??]

[notfunny]

[ the last room of the dungeon is unfortunately one that contains some of these guys.

and when cyno sees them, he groans. ]

What's up with this dungeon?

[ they're mostly chilling right now, not aggroed just quite yet. ]

[insinning]

Ugh. [He hates sky fish so much??] Let's do our best.

[Once they step inside though...]

[notfunny]

[ all the fish turn their heads around at the same time like O_O

and cyno also goes O_O

just a classic stare down before he takes initiative. the first and closest fish is totally going to get walloped. except it isn't because a 9 says 'no'.

so instead cyno finds himself getting repelled as the fish lunges back and gives him a love tap back (14). ]

[insinning]

[Well. That's no good. Sinclair is right by Cyno's side, stabbing away with a triple wield. Unfortunately, the fish are faster than Sinclair, so only one stab (14) gets in, because the other two whiffed (7, 8).

At least his attack is high enough that the sky fish dies an inglorious death]

[notfunny]

[ would he trade a little bit of mobility to gain some strength? get a little more force behind his swings?? probably. he doesn't mind being able to knock things back; it's kind of fun to watch things get displaced by those long arcs...

anyway. it's not like cyno's been incapacitated or anything so he's back and ready.

two solid swings this time (14, 17)! one of the fish is sliced clean into pieces, the other one getting sent to the ground. ]

Finally...

[insinning]

There's just a few more.

[They just need to keep stabbing away. Brandish again, to draw the monsters in and--]

[notfunny]

[ yes. just keep luring them in, let sinclair get some of the deadlier hits in while cyno doesn't accidentally send them in the wrong direction.

shouldn't take too long. right?



even if there are more than they started with, they're just fish after all! ]

It's weird, I don't feel tired at all.