=>[META] Personnel (Caffeine Crew)

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 3/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Eilidh kept telling herself that should go do this. To keep going! Amonee needs you! But with every attack, the tealblood felt more and more tired... more and more pain. She couldn't keep this up for much longer, even if she knew she had to. She just couldn't bare leaving Amonee alone to fight and protect us... especially against all these zombies.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 9/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 2
zombos left: 15
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

"Eilidh, you're doing great!" She was fading fast but still trying her hardest. The tealblood had exceeded all of their expectations. Amonee still couldn't believe how tough she had proven to be tonight. He hoped someday he could have as much inner strength as she did. She was not a soldier and had wanted to turn back as soon as Nucleo had fallen and yet here she was, still pushing the enemy back.

He could see why Xavier loved her so much. She was inspirational. He had to try and keep up, swinging his weapon through a handful of zombies.  

[Hobo Pixi]

Eilidh Ròsach
HP: 2/20
Attack: 1D6; Damage: 1d6
Power: Novice support style A (0/1)
Training Discipline (1d6+1)
Trinkets: none

Eilidh backed up some. It felt like no matter how well she hit or how many she hit... they just didn't die. Maybe she was too tired to bash their skulls in? That was likely. More than likely actually. She looked to Amonee, remembering how they met for the first time. It brought a small sad smile to her face. What if they all died here?  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 8/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 0
zombos left: 14
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

"H-hey, are you okay?" The smile on her face wasn't happy. There was something quiet and sad in her eyes and he paused his fighting out of worry. Was this a sign that she was about to faint? Or had she been injured to the point where the pain was unbearable? He waded through the danger to try and wrap an arm around her to hold onto her. No, this wasn't happening. First Nucleo, then Xavier. Was Eilidh going to fall as well?

He had to do something. He had to protect them. This was why he'd been training with Austri despite his fears. This was why he'd worked hard to learn what he could from following Lorata. He tried to keep her upright to fight a little longer.  

[Hobo Pixi]

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

Eilidh knew she couldn't hold out much longer. After hitting another zombie... she knew she only had about one more good hit left... One last bang before her body would give out. She wondered if she would die and become one of them... breaking her promise to Xavier to become a rainbow drinker with him when they both died.... Dying... that didn't sounds appealing but sleep sure did.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 7/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 2
zombos left: 12
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

"Stay back!" A few daywalkers stumbled towards Nucleo and Xavier but Amonee moved to cut them off. His moirail had been through enough tonight. And Nucleo was probably still in pieces after what had happened to his clones. Amonee smashed two of the zombies to the floor and watched the rest of the mob through narrowed eyes. He hated this senseless violence but there was no alternative. All they could do was kill or be killed.  

[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
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.

"Amonee!" It was an incredible picture, an image Amonee would never paint. But Nucleo watched as the jadeblood stumbled on, a trail of blood in his wake. It was painful to see his peace loving friend, dearest companion in this shape. But also amazing. He knew Amonee had a spirit of light, one that had radiated with hope for a long time now. It made sense that he could withstand the sun- he shone just as bright as it. But Nucleo had never seen just how far that light could reach. How long it could blaze. As Eilidh struggled, clearly losing steam, the greenblood shot a worried look at Xavier.

What should they do? He wanted to retreat, to drag every single one of them back and get out of there. But was Amonee willing to turn back?  

[leon_a_darkangel]

HP: 0/20

Xavier leaned into Nucleo for support as the other called out his name. His support made everything a little bit better..he felt safer really. They always knew how to push each other. Xavier quietly thanked him. "I appreciate it..I have you to Nucleo." He added softly. Especially knowing he was just as injured. He hated being weak and unable to press on.

The jadeblood didn't want to be a burden to the others. Yet for now..he and the greenblood would support each other in order to push forward. They had to keep up with their companions. Trolls he had once thought were frail, had really impressed Xavier. He couldn't believe how hard they were fighting..it touched his pump biscuit.  

[Hobo Pixi]

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

Eilidh looked to Amonee, panting heavily.. She couldn't take this anymore... she was so tired... too tired. She wanted to close her eyes and sleep for a while but she had to help Amonee... at least try and get one more hit in... "A-Amonee... I-It'll be okay..." She told him, touching his arm affectionately before moving to give it all she got... her last hurrah before passing out unconscious.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 6/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 2
zombos left: 8
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

"Eilidh... no... shhhh, rest here." The light in her eyes was fading and Amonee felt the world start to sink and spin around him. The tealblood had tried so hard to fight until the end and he could not let her push herself past her limits. This wasn't worth dying for. They would have to return to the pods and hope that the others could handle the flagship. The four of them were too broken down to be able to push onward. He laid her down on the ground and leaned down to return the affectionate kiss she'd given him earlier. His lips pressed against her forehead before he straightened back up.

"You're going to pay for that." Amonee growled at the remaining daywalkers, leaping into the fray with a ferocity he didn't know he had inside him. He was going to make them hurt the way all of his friends were hurting right now. All of his anger and fears were channeled into those clubs swinging wildly through the horde.  

[leon_a_darkangel]

HP: 0/20

No matter how poorly he felt, he could not bear the idea of any of these trolls being injured any further than they had been. Seeing Eilidh fall unconscious made his pumpbiscuit stop. Half stumbling, half walking towards her, he sat heavily on his knees as he looked her over. His attention went back to Amonee who was still fighting on so bravely.

His chest felt tight with emotions. He tried to pick the unconscious girl up, only to feel a stabbing pain in his collarbone. No, he couldn't unfortunately. Not only was he injured, but their height difference would make it troubling. While she was small..he wasn't that much larger than Eilidh overall build wise.

"Nucleo...how injured are you? I..can't..." He sounded ashamed as he looked down at his lap.  

[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
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.

"Eilidh!" Nucleo gasped as she fell. The greenblood cursed that he hadn't reacted quickly enough to catch her. Xavier stumbled over to try and lift her, looking miserably beaten himself. The jadeblooded musician could barely walk as it was. The sight of Xavier looking down at her body burned into his mind. It was horrible. Nucleo nodded at his words, making his way over to them.

"I'll get her out of here." His spine creaked as he bent down and picked Eilidh up. Painstakingly he transferred her to his back so he could carry her piggyback style. This way he could take any head on collisions from whatever else would jump out at them. He pondered offering to carry Xavier but as his back groaned once more, figured he couldn't actually manage it in this state. He would train to fix that the next time anything like this happened again.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 5/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 0
zombos left: 8
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

Nucleo took Eilidh on his back and Amonee set to work trying to clear a path for them. He used his clubs to shoo the zombies backwards with the threat of an attack but it was largely ineffective. There wasn't much he could do to help the others other than provide a barrier between the daywalkers and them. One shuffled after Xavier and Amonee's pulse shot up in fear. Grabbing a hold of it, he held on tightly and tried to shift it's position, earning some scratches in the process.

"Quick, everyone move!" He flinched in pain and scrunched up his face in disgust at the proximity between him and the zombie.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 4/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 0
zombos left: 8
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

As they moved backwards, trying to get away from the horde, Amonee unleashed another round of attacks to spook the creatures away from them. Unfortunately, his coordination was going out the window fast. He dropped a club and it went flying into the wall, barely missing Nucleo with Eilidh on his back. The jadeblood burst into tears. He could have accidentally knocked the greenblood out on top of everything else.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry- Oh my gog-" Amonee babbled, starting to feel the panic rushing in. They couldn't die here. They were going to die here. He didn't want to lose his friends. He was going to if he didn't work quick. His mind was running a hundred miles an hour and he couldn't keep up with it. The daywalkers surrounded them and moved in closer but all he could do was let out an anguished wail.  

[Yamashii]

Quote:

HP: 3/20
Military Grade Weapon
Training Troll Relations

Amonee is punching zombos
damage: 3
zombos left: 5
8/16 advances
2/3 minibosses defeated

There wasn't any way to go but down this hallway. The zombies blocked it physically with their bodies in order to trap their prey. Amonee wearily raised his club and went at them, swinging wildly in order to crush a few against a wall. He managed to get back to the club he'd accidentally thrown earlier and reclaim it just in time to block a dangerous bite from one of them. Tears streamed down his face.

Everything was terrible. Everything was terrifying.

"I can't force them back much further. We might just have to run for it!" He'd hoped to defeat them all to ensure they weren't chased all the way back to the pod but his strength was fading. He wished he had worked harder in his training. He wished he had been able to do this. He wanted so badly to save his home but he had failed.