The monster was not that strong. The minute she opened the door it was attacking, and the greenblood stood back and watched her team attack. It wasn't often that she could have others do her bidding— She enjoyed this, they were very much doing good work. With a shuffle of her feet, Austri took control and slammed her foot into the monster, grinning all the while. "Annndd it's dead~ Mahmud, would you do the honors~?" She asked, lips curled into a toothy smile. It wasn't that bad, they were strong and could do this, eyes closed.
style A -2 damage taken, 3x per battle., used 0 times
Hair clips, Agility Type B (novice)
style B 2 2d6 hits with +1 to accuracy to each on this attack, 1x per battle* *roll 4d6, first two numbers are the 'hit or miss' determiners, second two are the damage done., used 0 times!
.
Once Mahmud's theatrics were over, he shot a glare at Austri (who this RPer is assuming probably said something snarky) and wiped at his mouth. "Yeah, yeah...". He then strolled over to the command deck and started pushing buttons. Nothing.
"Hey, big boss lady, this thing's not working." Did this button work? Nope. Did this one work? Nope. How many buttons could he press before something worked? Apparently not as many as he thought there were, because nothing was working.
The minute he said it was dead, Austri's eyes narrowed. The greenblood hissed. "Are you ******** with me!" She exclaimed in anger, snarling and kicking at the panel. Was she just, damned, or something?! She couldn't ******** believe this— This just meant she needed to go further, all the way next time. Austri glared at the room. "Alright, let's go."
