[ an arc of fire whips out from mako's turned out palms as he ducks a swipe from the fesaure's companion, a gestome that seems bent on cutting his ears off. ]
That's great— [ another swipe, and he dodges to the side, lightning crackling on his hand as he pops the creepy doll thing once in the jaw, its body freezing up for a few seconds ] —but how long 'till you can get it to stop— [ oh she's back, lightning doesn't do much, it seems. another flash of unbent of fire. ] —movin'.
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That's great— [ another swipe, and he dodges to the side, lightning crackling on his hand as he pops the creepy doll thing once in the jaw, its body freezing up for a few seconds ] —but how long 'till you can get it to stop— [ oh she's back, lightning doesn't do much, it seems. another flash of unbent of fire. ] —movin'.
[ oh, there, her hair caught on fire. ]