Courier 6 gets struck in the chin and is knocked off his feet, but with agility surprising for one with such size and gear, he catch himself off the ground with both hands. That done, he bring his legs together, pull them back to his torso, and immediately lash out at Deimos's chest with a potent double kick.
If that works, then Deimos might get knocked over, at which point, Courier 6 attempts to stomp on him flat, using his strength and weight to deal a surprising amount of damage.
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterAgate's Tanzanite Pursuer skill activates when Deimos is knocked down, increasing Courier 6's stomp's strength to such a degree that Deimos bounces. He, too, lands on his feet, though, and he conjures a rock wall behind Courier 6 before attempting to launch the madman into it and then dropkick him through it.
Hank grabs Agate's wrists with his bare hands. She's surprised when she swings where she thinks his arms would be only to genuinely only swing into empty space, and he takes the chance to force her down and into a submission hold. If he can't kill her, he'll restrain her to stop her from helping her apparent master.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Hahaha, rock is weak! Courier 6 blocks the attempt to launch him into the stone wall... but is kicked through it nonetheless, yelling in shock at being kicked like this.
Angered by the successful strike against him, he get up and attempts to punch his foe in the face to stun him. If successful, he makes a daring move: He grab at Deimos, attempts to hoist him up in the air, and then yeet him at his enemies, aiming to strike Hank and free her that way. Though who know if he'd have done it even if she wasn't nigh-immortal. Or if he even knew it.
Courier 6 then grab his Blade of the East, Lanius's trademark sword, and runs at Hank this time, attempting to run him through with the enormous blade.
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Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterDeimos stumbles back and gets yote away, but he manages to call forth a hook-chain from the ground and grab it to swing himself away from Hank, avoiding a collision.
Though, Hank doesn't fare much better. He grabs a basic M1911
off the ground as he sees Courier 6 coming, but his gunshots don't stop him from getting impaled.
And getting impaled doesn't make him not keep shooting.
Agate picks herself up, taking a moment to catch her breath.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."The Power Armor ensures that the shots go blink blink. Seeing this, the Courier laughs and points at Hank with his free hand.
Me win again! Next time, stupid idiot bring ketchup with him so me eat well!
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterHank tosses the gun away, grabs Courier 6's outstretched finger, pulls it...
and then lightning strikes him, channeling through his hand to fry the Courier's power armor.
Deimos throws his hook at Agate. The chain to which it is attached then 'moves' its point of origin underneath her and pulls down, attempting to yank her against the ground.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Courier 6 is electrocuted, and laughs, enjoying the pain tremendously. He enjoys himself a bit less when the armor suddenly opens up, resulting in him being tossed out. All naked.
Luckily for everyone involved, he's coated in so much caked blood that it forms a sort of... censoring shell. Either way, this isn't the most important detail! Furious over the loss of his armor, the Courier take a wild swing at Hank, wielding his favorite spiky pair of american knuckles to try to deal more damage than he would with a regular punch.
The naked madman throws himself into the battle!
...
I wonder what kind of wonders await me in this realm. Ponders a random pretty boy elf. He skips around a little a lake, walking upon the water while whistling a happy melody to himself. Then, birds come to him, and the curious elf listens to them!
A fair lady is in danger? I will arrive with much haste! But flee, birds! The monsters will surely be vicious! The elf draws a shiny longsword and immediately run over to the battle, using his elven Super-Speed to get there in time. He arrives close to it and sees what the fuck is going on.
bruh
The elf walks away.
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterHank stumbles away from Courier 6, the injuries finally catching up with him and slowing him down until a mere glancing blow drops him to his back.
Agate gets caught. She tries to send her axe towards Courier 6, but Deimos catches it and buries it into the ground, wagging a finger at her mockingly.
The rock-man then leaps at Courier 6, aiming to cling onto his back and punch his skull out through his face from the back!
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"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Courier 6 prepares to bodyslam Deimos to death, which is a fairly humiliating way to go, but Deimos succeeds in his ploy! While he doesn't quite punch him out of the way, he does apparently hurt him a lot, enough that a fair chunk of the boney mask is torn off... revealing, well, the regular mask below.
Courier 6, now pissed beyond reason, attempts to shoulder-flip Deimos unto Hank. Regardless of success, he then attempts to just fucking punch him over and over with wild flails, abandoning all tactics and strategy in favor of frenzied brutality.
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterDeimos gets slammed onto Hank, but another chain pulls him through the ground, preventing them from both being pummeled by the attack.
Hank manages to roll away and escape, unlike the last time. He grabs the shotgun he used earlier, and with Courier 6's face now exposed, he leaps to jam the barrel in his mouth - through his teeth if necessary - and fire!
Agate has just managed to get free of the hook, but she is too slow to stop what's coming.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Agate looks down at Courier 6's corpse as it collapses. She runs to him. The Blade only has a few moments before she will revert to a Core Crystal, and so soon after she was awakened.
Or...
Already starting to dissolve into blue sparks, she kneels down and plunges a hand into Courier 6's back.
On the one hand, even she, warped by her keeper as she is, can't deny that this is gross. On the other, if this works, she won't have to suffer the cycle she has endured for longer than she even knows.
His spine is crunchy.
Hank and Deimos watch as red seeps into her Core Crystal, staining its natural ethereal blue, and her eyes briefly glaze over. Her hand lowers, fragments of bone and sinew falling like rain.
Calling her axe back to her hand like Mjolnir, she slams it into the ground and the Nevadeans are ripped apart by crystalline spikes impaling them in several different directions at once.
"Phew..."
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."After getting over her initial shock at Courier 6 being alive again, Agate nods silently.
"Normally, I would have gone dormant after you died... but..."
She smirks, putting a hand over her Core Crystal. "I suppose you rubbed off on me a little."
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."ahhh... yes, is good to be cannibal, right? kill people easily and eat too, big axe girl you are sexy.
He looks down at her legs and apparently finally notice her weird feet. He doesnt seems to mind though, instead shrugging.
hmmmm what am i gonna do? more murder yes. follow me or follow me not for murder
Ok so what the fuck was OOUUURGHHH The elf runs away again, with C6 immediately chasing after him like a dog running after a car.
Nautolan picture belongs to Bonesmarinated on twitterAs Ben and Aqua step off of the platform, Sovereign presses a button on the center console, and what remains of the group takes off away from the bridge. As the platform edges further and further away from the bridge, a sense of dread grows stronger within Zeloai.
The Jedi Master couldn't shake the feeling something was amiss, or perhaps it was just his nerves. He paced around the platform for a few moments, raising his arms and clasping them together, easing the cold shake of fear.
Joshua takes notice but is too busy playing the role of a prisoner to offer any consolation. He studies the massive railways and the halls they lead to as they continue forward, catching brief glimpses of platforms while they pass and go.
It doesn't take much longer than a minute to reach their destination, the platform once again grinding to a swift halt. Discharge walks up to Raeii, placing one hand on Terra's wrists.
" You and I take him."
Zeloai motions Joshua forward, slowly moving directly behind him. The two lock gazes for a moment, a matched look of worry beneath their helmeted attire. Bogey, the last of the disguised clones move to Angel currently present, each stood behind her on opposing sides. Bogey quietly utters two words,
"Move it."
Bogey, who was on her left, attempted to push her forward with a shoulder check. The clone was probably playing his role a little too well, evidenced by a quick sideways glance from Sovereign before he moves ahead of the group.
In front of them was yet another large door, a common design choice within the ship as it would appear. As they would approach, the door opens, revealing a duo of Acklay Walkers
◊. They are stationary and unaggressive for now, and between them is an Imperial Officer
◊. He steps forward with a datapad, walking right up to Sovereign.
"Prisoner intake?"
"Correct, we have them here."
Sovereign gestures to Zeloai, who promptly shoves Joshua forward, using the force to empower his arm enough to push the very heavy spartan forward.
"We'll just be needing your voiceprint and we can get this rabble in cells."
"Voiceprint?"
"Yes, voice print. All Imperial personnel are required to have one, far harder to fake than an ID. It's a new policy but I'm sure you've already gotten yours."
The officer holds the datapad forward, tapping a button.
"Speak now."
Ut oh
Reyna
Ranus mutters to himself before the transmission fizzles out, the probe droid flying off into the distance. It doesn't take longer than a few minutes for an escort of infantry to arrive as promised, the soldiers looking down at her on the floor.
"We're here to escort you to the beast pens."
None of them offer a hand for her to get up, instead, they stand at attention, waiting for the hunter to stand up. The same one, who is at the front, speaks back up again,,
"We can lead the way whenever you're ready."
The Bridge
Aqua and Ben enter the bridge, the door opening wide to reveal the massive view window, and the countless terminals, all helmed by an individual officer. Laxin's presence couldn't be any stronger, the Dark Lord stood with his back turned to them, eyes glued to the center control terminal at the middle of the bridge.
The door to the bridge shuts, as do their chances of escape. Their only hope now was that Laxin hadn't noticed that the Sith Warrior who had brought Aqua to him, wasn't Ben. Laxin turned to face the arrivals, slowly inching forward.
His eyes centered on Aqua, giving Ben a brief sideways glance, motioning him to release the woman. The sith came face to face with Aqua, slowly raising his hand and placing it on her shoulder. He took a deep breath as he did so, muttering quietly to himself.
"So it truly was you that unleashed that power at Whiterun. I had thought my mind's eye deceived me."
He looked her up and down for a brief moment, leaning into her face and locking eyes, his voice taking a sinister tone.
"You already know who I am, so I will skip my introduction. You know why you've been brought here, and I will get you to tell me everything you know, one way or another. But first, what's your name?"
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Once he and Aqua have reached the bridge, Ben does everything in his power to reign in the abject terror he felt at being in the presence of Darth Laxin once more. Such a task was easier said than done, however, especially with the door closing shut behind them. Could that have been a sign that their operation had been well and truly compromised?
As Laxin approaches them, he adopts the same raspy voice he'd been using for his disguise so far.
"With all due respect, my lord... is this really necessary? If you let me bring her down to the prison with the other rabble, I should be able to acquire all the information you could possibly desire from her."
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Not good, thinks Terra.
Not good, thinks Raeii.
—
Reyna has been sitting cross-legged, inspecting her Gunlance.
"Hmmm..."
She folds it and stows it on her back as she rises to follow.
—
Aqua ignores Ben. "Aqua," she answers. "My name is Aqua."
"You can't do anything to me that's worse than what I've already endured," she declares. "I've been swallowed by the darkness itself, and yet I stand before you as an agent of light."
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."Ember Entrance, Astil
Broken bottle shards fly around everywhere, after which the smoke around Bismark's hand dissipates.
"This training stuff has really been paying off.", he says, smiling a little. He then starts picking up the shards, wearing a glove with the hand he's grabbing them with because he definitely doesn't want to cut himself from touching glass. And he doesn't want to litter either... despite the fact that the Arena would likely remove the glass itself after some time. But maybe Bismark just doesn't know that.
After a minute or so, he walks towards the final shard.
"A-ah, there it is.", he says, picking it up and putting it in a plastic bag with the others. As he pockets it, he happens to notice something odd about the hill right next to him. There's a large crack in it, big enough for a whole person to fit through.
"... was... this always here?", he mutters to himself, nervous but also a little curious. He tries to look through it and see if he can see anything inside.
In the year 202X, all is devastation... Soon, any last shred of hope had by the saintliest optimist shall die and decay.

Deimos stumbles away from Courier 6's assault, his rocks cracked by the headbutt. He winds up a fist and throws a Megaton Punch, aiming to uppercut the Courier off his feet and onto his back!
Hank impales Agate and rips a gash through her chest, but it regenerates instantly. "It's futile." She advances on him with huge sweeps of her axe, sending shrapnel flying with every swing, some of which buries into his flesh even as he avoids the big hits.
"A wizard is never late, nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to."