backdated to the day after the shift from clonetemple mountain to basketballroom

[thornsofmalkav]

Guys! Guys, there's a Titan here! I think it's a Titan? He's huge and naked and hanging crepe paper from the chandelier and I don't think he's noticed me yet.

I'm gonna try to fly up and stab him. Survey dudes, please give me back-up, he's fucking terrifying.

[OOC: Anyone who wants can handwave seeing Eren in Titan shifted form trying to help decorate the basket ballroom. Or even doing his shift. Sadly, Thorne missed the shift happening which is why this.]

Comments

[thornsofmalkav]

But--! But he's right there--!

[willyousee]

Form an ambush! Do not charge in without anyone to assist you - especially when you are unsure of your weapons! Strategy! Behavior! Scouts! Reflexes!

[Thinking too quickly for his broadcasting to keep up hang on.]

The ones which do not search out and kill immediately are often smarter than the others, with faster reflexes and able to form strategies of their own - you need reinforcements!

[thornsofmalkav]

[OKAY SEE THIS IS LOGIC SHE CAN LISTEN TO.]

... okay, I'll wait, but if it attacks someone I'm going to in to distract it.

[willyousee]

Be careful, Thorne! ...........Cassiel and Camael guide your blades.

[He wants you nowhere near this but he knows he couldn't stop you.]

... much later

[thornsofmalkav]

... so it turns out Eren can pilot the crepe paper Titan as if it were a giant robot made of naked person.

Re: ... much later

[willyousee]

...

[Give him a moment to process that please.]

....Are you injured?

Re: ... much later

[thornsofmalkav]

[Sorry, Alcuin. That probably was not the most un-confusing mental image.]

Yeah. But I'm healing up. Like I healed my cut. Only more. I'm... gonna need to drink a lot more blood than usual tonight.

Re: ... much later

[willyousee]

I can assist with that. [Gentle and not judging, here, Thorne. That doesn’t sound good.] How were you hurt?

[Public -> Private]

[thornsofmalkav]

I fell. From about neck-level to the ground. So... thirty-five feet. It left me kind of battered.

[More than kind of. After a moment, she switches it to private.]

I'm drinking some of the bottled stuff I had in my hammerspace right now, but I'd appreciate that. If you wanted to, I mean. I should probably ask Armin if he'll give us a little privacy. Maybe he and Eren can hang out. Like, Eren's being really good about this shit, but he did get attacked, so it would be good if he had a friend with him too.

[And then she wouldn't feel weird about eating in front of her adopted brother.]

[Private]

[willyousee]

Thirty feet! Did you break anything? Lie still and rest – I will be there presently. Eisheth’s tears, Thorne, did he strike you? And do not worry about me, worry about yourself. I am sure Armin is already on his way.

Re: [Private]

[thornsofmalkav]

... my ribs. One of my legs. I'll need help setting it before I heal it. Somehow my arms ended up okay. And no. I just... I fell. Someone took control of my body and I fell. They're out now. I pushed them out. Armin's here already, but there's something weird with him.

[Private]

[willyousee]

[Even the complete expressionless tone of the psychic network can still carry the sting of swearing in Old French.]

Do. Not. Move. Gods I wish Leonardo were here. Breathe slowly and evenly, if you can. I am on my way.

Re: [Private]

[thornsofmalkav]

I am. Really, I am. I never want to move again.

[About a minute later.]

Um. Armin and Eren are first-aiding me, so, uh, I might not need your help setting things once you get here. Even if I think actually might have got the other leg too, just not nearly as bad.

It turns out Armin was the one who took control of my body. He did it by accident.

Come anyway? Even if they're doing the healing I still want to see you.