Date: 2019-06-12 02:51 pm (UTC)
callada: (I am the night)
From: [personal profile] callada
[With that welcome assistance he shoves off the others clawing at him, shatters another into pieces with a whip of his forearm right as it tries to grab at Buggy's hair, then keeps running forward. What's a "buggy bomb"? Who knows, but he's eager to find out, especially if it means all these assholes stay dead.

He sprints toward where the room narrows into a sort of cave at the back, following the scent of fresh air. It's a scree slope, where the cave formed too close to the surface, and part of it collapsed. There's a narrow beam of light and he throws himself at it, digging at the rocks with his hands and trying to widen the gap enough to get out.]


Almost there! Gonna go quiet for a bit so this doesn't make things worse.

[There's a chance that placing a Calm on himself will still the very edges of the rocks as well. They won't grind past each other quite so loudly - and the ripple of sound when he throws them behind won't trigger a collapse of some weaker point in the cave ceiling. Any little thing to get out of here without being crushed by boulders is a bonus. Seeing an opportunity as he turns to check on Buggy, he hefts one of the rocks at a few oncoming skeletons and enjoys the spectacle of them cracking and crumbling on impact, even if it's missing a satisfactory crunch as bones shatter.]
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