( She says it convincingly enough, using her turn to trigger her influencing spell. He should turn his attention to his Leader now, believing her to be, yes, a traitor. Alys' special tricks have always been mind-related, but she picks and chooses. She does not take advantage like that. Well, she has, but that is a story for another age. She, like everyone else, is not perfect.
The swing hits Doc hard because of close proximity (2) and it knocks him back, too. He steadies himself against the wall, looking around to see if there is anything he can use as a weapon from a distance (9) for spot. )
[It's not a six-shooter, but Dolls will drop and slide his clock across the floor to his friend. A gun is usually much better in Doc's hands.
Muscle 2 jumps on the opportunity, winding around on the other side of Leader and taking a swing (14 vs. 10). The punch connects, hard, and Leader blinks back at him with a frown.
"What is wrong with you?" She then shoves him backwards (8 vs. 1), and Muscle 2, goes down hard.
In the mean time, Dolls vs Muscle 1 is still ongoing (2 vs. 2, 19 vs. 20), while Dolls manages to get a week one off before ducking under Muscle 1's swing.]
[The force field holds, for now (14), but there is a flicker of weakness indicating that something is happening.
Muscle 1 screams as the bullet hits his foot (8), and Dolls takes advantage of the distraction to try and take him out (15 vs. 18), but Muscle 1 just remembers to dodge.
Muscle 2 and Leader are just continuing to tangle in a corner (8 vs. 8, 17 vs. 3), and Leader gets off a hard hit with the baton and Muscle 2 stumbles back.]
Dolls turns back to look at the struggling pair (8 vs. 11, 14 vs. 13), as Muscle 2 manages to get a hit off.]
Don't know. I haven't seen this one before.
[Leader steps back and shakes her head. "Enough of this." And she lifts her hand to try and snap the mesmerism spell (8). She probably doesn't win though.]
( With this course of action not working, Aalis changes her technique, focusing on unlocking the magic itself, her fingers working at undoing the protective magic. It is slightly more effective but still difficult (12) )
Why yes, if that helps you to acquiesce. I am Doc Holliday, or John Henry to my friends.
Leader turns to face him, before turning to squint at Dolls, trying to see if she places him as well. She doesn't, but Dolls tends to fly under the radar. "And to what do I owe this dubious pleasure?"]
[Yeah, that'll do it (18). The force field flickers, then fails.
"Hey, we recovered that shit fair and square. You don't know what's coming. We're not going to be sitting ducks while the Colony comes to slaughter us."]
[These objects are powerful, but not so powerful that a competent witch can't destroy them (3). The magical objects dissolve into dust - mission accomplished.
The Leader groans, throwing her hands up as she watches that happen. "No! We procured them for us because a bunch of old ass witches are about to get their murder on."]
( Aalis would like one thing to be made clear as she closes the - quite beautiful ornate treasure chest she picks up for herself. Turning she smiles, holding it close. )
Finder's fee.
( And )
Procuring your killing devices would only delay those old-ass witches and their... murder. You can feel it. The gauntlet has not been thrown. And should you want nothing to do with the head of any coven, should you not buy into American Horror Story and their "Supreme" idea, you could choose to not get your own murder on. But, I suppose that's your choice.
( She sighs, approaching the leader. She holds the box close to her as she brings one hand up, her fingers doing something that resembles sign language. )
[The Leader brushes off the spell (18), focusing on the matter at hand.
"You know it's not that simple. The Gauntlet won't just be the heirs and whoever thinks they might be able to fight their way into being in charge. Anyone could have their enemies coming out of the woodwork looking to take people out and blame it on the Gauntlet. Even you, strega."
So yes, she's a little pissed. But she also knows when she's beat and is staying on the defensive for now.]
( Xavier has not earned that answer just yet, but suffice it to say it sounds as if Doc, his wife, his son, and her entire family may be in danger. )
People like you. You think you were defending yourself, that you were fighting fire with fire. But you were putting everyone around you in danger, including yourself.
[That's fair. He lets it go, and figures that it can wait until some of that trust has been earned back.
The Leader cocks an eyebrow. "I'm just trying to survive. Judge me all you want, but not all of us are lucky enough to be able to melt dark objects with our minds."
They're not getting anywhere, though, so Dolls steps in.]
The damage is already done. Our beef isn't with you, so if you let us go our way, we'll let you go yours.
[She makes a face, before shaking her head. "Yeah, whatever you have to tell yourself. Better hope we never see you again." But with that, she'll take her remaining muscle, gather the unconscious one, and leave. Dolls waits in the silence for a moment, before glancing back to Aalis.]
Go check on Serena. Make sure everything's still cool upstairs.
They're going to get themselves, others, and each other killed.
( She's lived through it countless times. But, she leaves the two of them to it, giving Doc an eye up and down. She recognizes something about him, but she doesn't know what (9). Doc, not so much (4). He waits until she leaves them to speak.
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Dolls and Muscle 1 are still going at it (3 vs. 11, 13 vs. 15), still avoiding hitting each other.
Leader takes the throat shot (11), stumbling backwards to try and catch her breath, while making another weak attempt at a swing (11).]
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( She says it convincingly enough, using her turn to trigger her influencing spell. He should turn his attention to his Leader now, believing her to be, yes, a traitor. Alys' special tricks have always been mind-related, but she picks and chooses. She does not take advantage like that. Well, she has, but that is a story for another age. She, like everyone else, is not perfect.
The swing hits Doc hard because of close proximity (2) and it knocks him back, too. He steadies himself against the wall, looking around to see if there is anything he can use as a weapon from a distance (9) for spot. )
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[It's not a six-shooter, but Dolls will drop and slide his clock across the floor to his friend. A gun is usually much better in Doc's hands.
Muscle 2 jumps on the opportunity, winding around on the other side of Leader and taking a swing (14 vs. 10). The punch connects, hard, and Leader blinks back at him with a frown.
"What is wrong with you?" She then shoves him backwards (8 vs. 1), and Muscle 2, goes down hard.
In the mean time, Dolls vs Muscle 1 is still ongoing (2 vs. 2, 19 vs. 20), while Dolls manages to get a week one off before ducking under Muscle 1's swing.]
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"I need time." Though her first attempt at bringing it down is a (14)!
As for Doc, he leaves Leader to tussle with Muscle 2 once again aiming - this time his glock at Muscle 1's foot (18) )
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Muscle 1 screams as the bullet hits his foot (8), and Dolls takes advantage of the distraction to try and take him out (15 vs. 18), but Muscle 1 just remembers to dodge.
Muscle 2 and Leader are just continuing to tangle in a corner (8 vs. 8, 17 vs. 3), and Leader gets off a hard hit with the baton and Muscle 2 stumbles back.]
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Doc approaches and attempts to whack Muscle 1 on the head with the butt of his gun. (13) )
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Muscle 1 shrugs off the blow (14), but Dolls comes in with another punch (11 vs. 6), to finally take him out.
Leader and Muscle 2 are still going at it (16 vs. 19, 3 vs. 16), but they're missing each other.]
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Doc just exchanges a look with Dolls, sauntering around the scene further away from the fracas.
"Stay there," Aalis says, concentrating. Doc does as he's told, looking back to Dolls again. He points to the tussling pair. )
Do you know when that will wear off?
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Dolls turns back to look at the struggling pair (8 vs. 11, 14 vs. 13), as Muscle 2 manages to get a hit off.]
Don't know. I haven't seen this one before.
[Leader steps back and shakes her head. "Enough of this." And she lifts her hand to try and snap the mesmerism spell (8). She probably doesn't win though.]
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Doc rolls his eyes and points his borrowed gun at the pair. )
I think you two should cease your tussling.
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Why she recognizes him? Who knows? But that's a very distinctive mustache.]
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Why yes, if that helps you to acquiesce. I am Doc Holliday, or John Henry to my friends.
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Leader turns to face him, before turning to squint at Dolls, trying to see if she places him as well. She doesn't, but Dolls tends to fly under the radar. "And to what do I owe this dubious pleasure?"]
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You two are the ones who are protecting dangerous cargo. You cannot be surprised an outside party might want it out of your employers' hands.
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"Hey, we recovered that shit fair and square. You don't know what's coming. We're not going to be sitting ducks while the Colony comes to slaughter us."]
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( Alice opens the chest and holds her hand out, intending to obliterate what's inside.
"Oblivio." (14) )
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The Leader groans, throwing her hands up as she watches that happen. "No! We procured them for us because a bunch of old ass witches are about to get their murder on."]
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Finder's fee.
( And )
Procuring your killing devices would only delay those old-ass witches and their... murder. You can feel it. The gauntlet has not been thrown. And should you want nothing to do with the head of any coven, should you not buy into American Horror Story and their "Supreme" idea, you could choose to not get your own murder on. But, I suppose that's your choice.
( She sighs, approaching the leader. She holds the box close to her as she brings one hand up, her fingers doing something that resembles sign language. )
Circum opus.
( Will save, Leader )
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"You know it's not that simple. The Gauntlet won't just be the heirs and whoever thinks they might be able to fight their way into being in charge. Anyone could have their enemies coming out of the woodwork looking to take people out and blame it on the Gauntlet. Even you, strega."
So yes, she's a little pissed. But she also knows when she's beat and is staying on the defensive for now.]
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( But maybe that's just her.
"Could The Gauntlet put anyone adjacent to magic in danger?" Doc asks, brushing off whatever spell Alaas tried to perform. )
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Dolls glances over to Doc, concerned.]
Why?
[Earps don't usually keep the company of witches, at least not while he was in the loop.]
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People like you. You think you were defending yourself, that you were fighting fire with fire. But you were putting everyone around you in danger, including yourself.
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The Leader cocks an eyebrow. "I'm just trying to survive. Judge me all you want, but not all of us are lucky enough to be able to melt dark objects with our minds."
They're not getting anywhere, though, so Dolls steps in.]
The damage is already done. Our beef isn't with you, so if you let us go our way, we'll let you go yours.
[She makes a face, before shaking her head. "Yeah, whatever you have to tell yourself. Better hope we never see you again." But with that, she'll take her remaining muscle, gather the unconscious one, and leave. Dolls waits in the silence for a moment, before glancing back to Aalis.]
Go check on Serena. Make sure everything's still cool upstairs.
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( She's lived through it countless times. But, she leaves the two of them to it, giving Doc an eye up and down. She recognizes something about him, but she doesn't know what (9). Doc, not so much (4). He waits until she leaves them to speak.
"Do you require any more of my assistance?" )
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No. Thank you, Doc, for helping.
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