=>[META] Personnel (Caffeine Crew)

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 12/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Without Nucleo to battle beside them, Eilidh felt anxious. This wasn't good... How were they to beat this ugly a** mother flucker? And what was it doing with it's body? The tealblood moved in front of Nucleo, protecting him in case something came after him. They had no idea what they were getting themselves into... At least Eilidh didn't...  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 10/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching the boss
damage: 6
boss hp: 20/30
5/16 advances
1/3 minibosses defeated

"We can do this, we're gonna make it." Amonee said to cheer the others on but mostly for himself. If he reassured himself that they could do this, maybe his body would ache a little less and his movements would stop slowing down. He darted between the troops that advanced on them and aimed his weapon at the vital spots he could find. Eilidh and Xavier were giving it their all and he would not disappoint them. Nucleo was in no condition to fight and Amonee would not allow him to.

If anything happened to the greenblood to worsen his injuries or worse, his mind, Amonee didn't know what he would do. It was awful to know that Nucleo was unlucky enough to have to remember these moments with extreme clarity compared to the rest of his scrambled memories.  

[leon_a_darkangel]

HP: 6/20
DMG: 2 DMG
Training: Discipline (1d6+1)

Xavier would fight even harder. He wanted to keep his matesprit's moirail safe..and his own two quadrant mate trolls safe. Slashing his weapon, he ignored the blow to his body as he sought to take down this creature. For what it was worth, they had come this far which was simply incredible. Xavier only wished they could be done..he wanted to go home back to Busthind with all of them so badly. It made him fight harder, desperate to give them all a fighting chance.

Advances: 5
Boss HP: 18/30  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 8/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Yep, that hit hurt. Her energy from the rush she had gotten earlier, was starting to fade. How much more could she take? Eilidh swung her weapon hard, trying to find a weak point in this creature. Surely they had one.Everyone and thing had a weak spot of some sort! The tealblood charged in, smacking at it again.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 6/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching the boss
damage: 2
boss hp: 14/30
5/16 advances
1/3 minibosses defeated

"I'm gonna try from the ba-" Amonee tried to slip around behind the monsters to get a flanking position with his moirail but was grazed in the process. Grabbing at his arm, he breathed heavily and tried to land a good hit in response. His strength was weakening though and he only barely managed to do any damage. The squad was getting tired and hurt but they had to keep going. A retreat was risky to pull off in the middle of a battle. What if the monsters followed back to the pod?  

[leon_a_darkangel]

HP: 1/20
DMG: 4 DMG
Training: Discipline (1d6+1)

Now that last hit had really struck home. The radiating pain from his side made him gasp for air as he was struck yet again. He did not drop his weapon, not just yet. However, Xavier needed a moment to actually compose himself as that surge of energy that had woken him earlier was long gone. Now he was simply battered and bruised, and reaching his limits.

He had fight left in him, he would not let their group fight alone.

Advances: 5
Boss HP: 10/30  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 4/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Eilidh dropped to a knee, nearly dropping her weapon. She panted heavily as she touched her bruised side. This damn creature wouldn't die! There was no way they could destroy another one of these! Who could!?... Maybe adults... and not teens. Eilidh sorta missed Papa bear... what if she couldn't tell him that she loved him?  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 2/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching the boss
damage: 2
boss hp: 4/30
5/16 advances
1/3 minibosses defeated

The enemies were close to falling but so were they. Amonee gasped for breath as he evaded the attacks but stumbled onto the floor. It was getting hard to keep fighting with the sight of his friends also in immense pain and exhaustion. He had to hold onto that will to protect his planet in order to have something to return home to in order to keep going. Maybe he would lose some of his beauty as the creatures clawed and bit at his body, maybe he would lose some of his innocence as the horrors of death chipped away at his sanity. But he couldn't lose them.

"We're... not... giving up." The jadeblood grunted, grabbing a creature by the neck and strangling it with what little strength he had left.  

[Doutei]

Quote:

HP: 0/20
Damage: N/A
Military grade weapon: +1
Offensive Trinket Adept Style B: 3/3
Defensive Trinket Novice Style B: 3/3

Nucleo is down but still around-ish
Boss HP: 3/30
Novice Agility Style B: 0/1
Nucleo is using his clones!
4d6 hits with +1 to accuracy to each on this attack, 1x per battle. First two numbers are the 'hit or miss' determiners, second two are the damage done.

Nucleo was in no condition to continue on. He needed to return to base and see a medic. And a therapist. But he refused to see his friends disappear first. Everyone was hurt, everyone was a mess.

But everyone was together too.

"Nghh." He struggled to his feet to follow, even though he wanted to just lay down and sleep. His head hurt and he felt like he was going to fall over at any moment. Supporting himself by leaning on the wall,Nucleo followed the others into the next room and cringed at the sight that awaited him. More fighting this soon? They were not prepared. He clutched his chest as pain shot through his body, temporarily incapacitating him. He didn't feel up to fighting. His spirit was low and his body in shambles. But it killed him even more to stand back unable to do anything.  

[leon_a_darkangel]

HP: 0/20
DMG: 5 DMG
Training: Discipline (1d6+1)

He would not fail his companions. Xavier planned to keep whom he cold safe with what energy he did have left. His thinkpan pounded as his vision swirled. "DON'T YOU ******** TOUCH THEM!" Xavier screamed in anger, his glaive's blades extended as he ran forward. Pushing off he moved in between Amonee and Eilidh, letting his weapon fly. The subsequential swing from the burning trooper winded him however.

Staggering, he dropped down to his knees as he panted, his weapon clattering to the floor just a few inches in front of him. Xavier cringed as he could not bring himself to fight any longer despite his best efforts he was simply exhausted.

Advances: 5
Boss HP: 0/30  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 4/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is healing the group with troll relations
Each team member restores 1d4+1 (rolled separately) hp.
5/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

"XAVIER!" Amonee heard the sound of clattering knives and turned to see his moirail exhausted on his knees. The monster was down but at what cost? He rushed to Xavier's side and wrapped the shorter boy tightly in his arms. The thought of losing his moirail was too much to bear and he shook as he cried. They were all still alive but things were getting too dangerous. It was getting too real.

"You're going to be okay." He pulled back to look over his friend. "We're all going to be okay. I think we're almost there." He glanced to Eilidh and Nucleo, helping Xavier back up to his feet. The four of them shared a quiet group hug and tried to stabilize their moods. They had come this far. They had to keep going.

"Eilidh and I will lead. You two stay close behind." The tealblood was in better condition than the rest of them. He leaned against her and they began to walk.  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 7/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Eilidh listened to Amonee, thinking about how good of a leader he was. It actually up lifted Eilidh's spirit some. Sure, Xavier and Nucleo were wounded and unable to battle.... and she had no heals left... or anything that could heal...... But things would turn out okay.... right? They had to... Her life would never be the same with out these trolls beside her.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 4/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is hobbling down a hallways (advance)
6/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

Eilidh was doing her best to keep going and he was going to go as far they could together. Nucleo and Xavier had done everything in their power to keep the two safe and it was their turn to take the lead. He looked down a hallway nervously and offered the tealblood his arm. While he was still terrified to run into more daywalkers, he felt secure knowing that the rest of them were still alive and breathing alongside him. The worst thing would not be getting hurt but getting separated. It had taken a while to learn that but these missions had changed his attitude to understand that. He was not going to run away from the first sign of pain anymore. He had to stand and fight to protect his people.

"We'll try this way. Steady, we can go slow." He said to reassure them both as Eilidh wobbled along with him. They were tired and aching. Tomorrow would be a long night of recovery for all of them.  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 7/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Eilidh grabbed onto Amonee, helping him walk as they worked their way through the ship. She shook ever so slightly from the soreness and pain she was feeling. She feared every corner she moved passed... afraid of boss creatures and undead assholes. Couldn't they just be off this ship already?  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 4/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is hobbling down a hallways (advance)
7/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

One hallway down with no zombies. That was a good sign, right? They could do this if the pace continued like this. He put an arm around her shoulders so the two of them could lean together. Eilidh was shaking and his chest felt tense. He didn't want to push her past what she could do. But he also didn't want to give up yet. There was so depending on them doing this.

"If we need to rest, we can. Maybe we'll find more of those bandages even?" The jadeblood tried to fill the silence up with words. Anything to keep the cold unfeeling hallways from crushing him with their depression.