RP > nostalgia strikes again

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ It is a relatively quiet day in the apartment of one Saga Laskaris- unless you were to wander into the kitchen. Then you would find all manner of things happening, dishes heaped up everywhere, and some very tantalizing smells coming from the sizzling skillets on the stove top. In the middle of it is Alabaster, in a simple t-shirt and jeans (and no shoes. Just socks), bustling back and forth, metallic arms zipping everywhere. ]

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[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ it's a good thing he has a lot of chisels- they're working fast to get that ice away enough so he can break free ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ drowning isn't fun in freezing water, but she's managing to painstakingly etch out another rune. Enjoy the fire circling around your legs to help you out with that, Alabaster. ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ HEY THANKS. And now he's breaking free and going to try and pull her out of there?? ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ and he's succeeding, which is good timing, since the struggles are a little feeble now.

That, and the ice patch is forming into a giant anaconda. ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ will support her, then, until she gains her bearings!

...and holy shit snake. Backing uuuuuup ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ give her a minute for some coughing and shivering-- okay, never mind the minute, the snake is lunging, so drawing that same rune again and the fire is coming back to retaliate ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he's backing up another step or two- mechanical arms at the ready ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... I-it's in the snake. [ damn chattering teeth ] W-we'll have to s-slice it in half.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

How do you... propose we do that?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I propose that we either find something very sharp or improvise. I can keep it cornered, at least.

[ speaking very slowly ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I don't have the tools for cleaving, Saga. I can chisel at best.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

As pretty as ice sculptures are, I guess that means--

... Oh, this isn't going to be fun.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

What?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I'll have to melt it from the inside. The rune'll already have a layer, but it's moving too quickly for me to do anything from out here.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

From the inside? There has to be another way.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

If you've got any other ideas, I'm all ears.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

You can't melt it from the outside, perhaps?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

First, it'd likely bite my head off. Barring that, it'd take too long to melt that first layer it's got.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

... Not even if you had fuel for your fire?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

If it was high-grade, maybe. [ lifting an eyebrow ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

In case you have forgotten- I bleed oil.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Given how long it took to get it out of my carpet, I could hardly-- [ and now it kicks in. ]

... No. No no no no no absolutely not we are not giving you another injury!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

"We" don't have to. [ there is an arm with a rather nasty looking little blade on the end snaking out of his sleeve. ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ catching sight of that, and glaring up at him. ] Don't you dare.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ nods towards the snake ] It won't wait for us to stand here and argue the point. Injuries are nothing new, and despite evidence to the contrary, it takes a lot to kill me, Saga.