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5/28/2025, 10:11:35 AM
>Kamakaze
>71, 30, 59 vs. DC 80 — Failure
>Lucky: >73, 44, 91 vs. DC 55 — Success
Oh! Oh, he's moving! He's nearly within leaping range. You could leap. Does the Herald leap? Typically? She doesn't seem very agile. You bet you could leap super far if you were a lizard right now.
«You're not. Make a decision.»
«Do you intend to kill this man?»
Kill Lucky? Um... you don't... maybe if he won't listen, and he tries to kill you, but...
«But you intend to leap down from a tree onto him, weapon outstretched.»
You're already up in the tree. You're not sure what else there is to do.
«I see.»
He said he had absolute faith in you, didn't he? So he can't—
«I did.»
«...»
«I suppose we'll see how this ends up. Go on, then.»
Okay! Great! You're doing it. You're unsheathing The Sword, very quietly; you're admiring its licking flames (have they gotten bigger?); you're realizing, too late, that Lucky is moving out of leaping range; you're leaping anyways, or attempting to. You hit several branches, then— Lucky is not below you, Lucky has sidestepped— the ground.
>[-2 ID: 8/10]
Ow! Damnit! Positive thinking. Positive thinking. You did make a prodigious thud, but nothing feels broken. You weren't that far up. You're fine. You can't die. Lucky can't kill you, which is handy, because Lucky has put a foot on your chest and an axeblade to your throat. "Would you look at that. Hello, Leftenant Fawkins."
«I am refraining from comment.»
Yeah, yeah. You squint up at Lucky. "Hi."
"It has been some time, hasn't it? Leftenant. We've missed you." He presses down with his heel. "Where have you been?"
"I don't have to tell you that," you say sagely.
"No, of course not. I expect we'll learn regardless. Now, if you hold very still, Leftenant, I'll do my best to keep my hand steady. If you don't hold still, I might slip. Do you understand?"
Positive thinking. "I— I thought you needed me alive."
"Do you think so? It'd certainly be a positive, but a madwoman jumping from trees... anybody would defend themselves from that, wouldn't they? Could I get this from you, by the by?" He's waggling The Sword out of your hand.
"No!" You grip it tightly. "That's my family—"
"That's Wind Court property. As I recall, you coerced it from poor Mr. Lai before his untimely passing. You were with him then, weren't you?" Lucky tugs. You hang on. "Come on now. Don't make this difficult."
God! What else is there to do?
(Choices next.)
>71, 30, 59 vs. DC 80 — Failure
>Lucky: >73, 44, 91 vs. DC 55 — Success
Oh! Oh, he's moving! He's nearly within leaping range. You could leap. Does the Herald leap? Typically? She doesn't seem very agile. You bet you could leap super far if you were a lizard right now.
«You're not. Make a decision.»
«Do you intend to kill this man?»
Kill Lucky? Um... you don't... maybe if he won't listen, and he tries to kill you, but...
«But you intend to leap down from a tree onto him, weapon outstretched.»
You're already up in the tree. You're not sure what else there is to do.
«I see.»
He said he had absolute faith in you, didn't he? So he can't—
«I did.»
«...»
«I suppose we'll see how this ends up. Go on, then.»
Okay! Great! You're doing it. You're unsheathing The Sword, very quietly; you're admiring its licking flames (have they gotten bigger?); you're realizing, too late, that Lucky is moving out of leaping range; you're leaping anyways, or attempting to. You hit several branches, then— Lucky is not below you, Lucky has sidestepped— the ground.
>[-2 ID: 8/10]
Ow! Damnit! Positive thinking. Positive thinking. You did make a prodigious thud, but nothing feels broken. You weren't that far up. You're fine. You can't die. Lucky can't kill you, which is handy, because Lucky has put a foot on your chest and an axeblade to your throat. "Would you look at that. Hello, Leftenant Fawkins."
«I am refraining from comment.»
Yeah, yeah. You squint up at Lucky. "Hi."
"It has been some time, hasn't it? Leftenant. We've missed you." He presses down with his heel. "Where have you been?"
"I don't have to tell you that," you say sagely.
"No, of course not. I expect we'll learn regardless. Now, if you hold very still, Leftenant, I'll do my best to keep my hand steady. If you don't hold still, I might slip. Do you understand?"
Positive thinking. "I— I thought you needed me alive."
"Do you think so? It'd certainly be a positive, but a madwoman jumping from trees... anybody would defend themselves from that, wouldn't they? Could I get this from you, by the by?" He's waggling The Sword out of your hand.
"No!" You grip it tightly. "That's my family—"
"That's Wind Court property. As I recall, you coerced it from poor Mr. Lai before his untimely passing. You were with him then, weren't you?" Lucky tugs. You hang on. "Come on now. Don't make this difficult."
God! What else is there to do?
(Choices next.)
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