A. WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE PIRATES? (aka boarding party)
[Well, on the bright side, Riona finally gets to use her armor she'd come here with after a whole year of it collecting dust!
But yeah, Riona's sprinting to her room as soon as she realizes that they're under attack. Kiter's holed up in her room, too small to be of any help, as Riona quickly throws on her armor. It's heavy armor, fortunately, but it takes a little longer than she'd like to get it on because, well, straps.
But once she's geared up, she's got her sword and shield in hand as she charges out of her room. And she's immediately greeted by the sight of raiders sprinting towards her.
Well then.
Riona shouts as she pulls her shield up and charges at them, it deflecting most of their shots until she plows straight into them, knocking them down. Her sword guts one of them, but the other gets up and starts to fire at her. One of the shots hits her armor, scorching it and leaving the skin under it burning.]
Piss and shit! [As she raises her shield, more raiders show up to help their comrade. Their shots bounce off her shield, but they're keeping her pinned and unable to fight back.] I need some help here!
B. OW OW OW OW (aka the aftermath)
[The good news is, the assholes have left and they more or less won. Hurrah.
The bad news is, Riona is in very, very bad shape. Her armor wasn't made to stand up to lasers and phasers and all of what the raiders threw at her, so it's blasted and torn apart. She ditched her gauntlets ages ago, and most of her chestplate is just scrap metal now.
Propped up against the wall in a hallway, Riona groans as she struggles to stand. Blood spatters the walls, some of it theirs... and some of it hers. More of hers is pooling on the floor under her, seeping through her clothes and her fingers as she desperately clutches at the wound near her gut. It's hardly her only injury, but it's the one currently diverting her attention.]
Would you, ah, would you be willing to help me up?
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[Well, on the bright side, Riona finally gets to use her armor she'd come here with after a whole year of it collecting dust!
But yeah, Riona's sprinting to her room as soon as she realizes that they're under attack. Kiter's holed up in her room, too small to be of any help, as Riona quickly throws on her armor. It's heavy armor, fortunately, but it takes a little longer than she'd like to get it on because, well, straps.
But once she's geared up, she's got her sword and shield in hand as she charges out of her room. And she's immediately greeted by the sight of raiders sprinting towards her.
Well then.
Riona shouts as she pulls her shield up and charges at them, it deflecting most of their shots until she plows straight into them, knocking them down. Her sword guts one of them, but the other gets up and starts to fire at her. One of the shots hits her armor, scorching it and leaving the skin under it burning.]
Piss and shit! [As she raises her shield, more raiders show up to help their comrade. Their shots bounce off her shield, but they're keeping her pinned and unable to fight back.] I need some help here!
B. OW OW OW OW (aka the aftermath)
[The good news is, the assholes have left and they more or less won. Hurrah.
The bad news is, Riona is in very, very bad shape. Her armor wasn't made to stand up to lasers and phasers and all of what the raiders threw at her, so it's blasted and torn apart. She ditched her gauntlets ages ago, and most of her chestplate is just scrap metal now.
Propped up against the wall in a hallway, Riona groans as she struggles to stand. Blood spatters the walls, some of it theirs... and some of it hers. More of hers is pooling on the floor under her, seeping through her clothes and her fingers as she desperately clutches at the wound near her gut. It's hardly her only injury, but it's the one currently diverting her attention.]
Would you, ah, would you be willing to help me up?
[She might need a doctor.]