A cry for help

[thespaceopera]

[a distress call has been tracked across the void, finally leading back to the source. a hulking crippled ship, teeming with hostile alien life, now lies before you.

what do you do? do you dive in or hang back? are you here to learn, play, build, or observe?

however you choose to proceed, your audience is out there somewhere, watching.]


ooc: here is a good ol' themed mingle to get you all started! and don't feel limited by the prompts and what they describe--they're just there as idea-starters, so feel free to go anywhere and do anything.

have fun!

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[redactions]

[ Shy, or explosive? Perhaps both, and don't think he misses that it means taking her near the bugs. But at least she has him with her. ]

All right. Enough space?

[ He has his knife at the ready, attention split between her and their surroundings. ]

[princessia]

[ A quiet nod. Being a long range caster, she keeps several feet between herself and the entryway.

Holding her hand out, she concentrates on channeling spirit energy and speaking aloud a short incantation. As she says the words, swirls of purplish light circle around her for a few seconds. ]

Eater of souls, come forth...

Dread Wings!

[ Right when she calls out the spell, a small group of three bugs come crawling out of the entrance just in time to get caught up in Elize's magic.

Black blades made from dark energy emerge directly above the creatures, striking down rapidly. After about six quick swipes, the blades burst into black butterflies before fading away. It's magic, so it doesn't seem to have really finished off the bugs. They do appear to have been somewhat seared by the attack, but still with the strength to try getting back up to fight back... ]

[redactions]

[ It's only because he's so used to the outer mask of polite interest and studied nonchalance that he stops himself from going holy cow as the butterflies burst from the air, striking down the bugs. Magic he's still sceptical about but willing to accept the practical uses thereof, and very deliberately he does not think about what one of those butterflies could do to a fully grown human. ]

[ Little but fierce indeed. Bucky draws his knife and moves forward to the creatures. ]

Cover me, would you?

[ She might be capable, but it's still his job and duty to finish these things off quickly and efficiently. ]

[princessia]

[ The weakened bugs are left open to be finished off and with Bucky closing in on them, Elize avoids from casting another dark elemental spell. Handling support through healing magic is mainly her role, but at least she had an opportunity to show that she is also capable of combat.

Without her staff, it probably doesn't look like she's doing much standing there. But she is definitely remaining attentive, just in case she needs to begin casting a healing spell. She gives an affirmative nod, watching and waiting. ]

Yes!

[ Go get 'em! ]

[redactions]

​​​​[ He stows the corpses carefully at the side of the room, and then returns to her. She seems more settled now, sure of herself. ]

So, how often can you do ​​​​[ handwave ] that?

[princessia]

[ She tilts her head thoughtfully, not quite sure how to measure her own strength. ]

Um... very often?

[ Until she feels tired. ]

YOU SAW NOTHING

[redactions]

​​​​[ The mind boggles. Bucky blinks, once. ]

What do you call it, where're you're from? Magic?

[princessia]

Yes? We call it spirit artes where I'm from.

[ A small shrug of her shoulders. It's pretty much magic though. ]

Most people here just call it magic.

[redactions]

I'd have to call it magic too, ​​​​[ he says, wryly, ] never seen anything like it.

Y'wanna move further into the ship?

​​​​[ Now that he's seen what she can do, time for the epic team-up. ]

[princessia]

Yes.

[ A determined nod. Oh, her eyes are lighting up now. She's glad she doesn't have to stay out by the entrance the whole time. ]

Take the lead. I'll continue to support you from the back.