Honor's Demand [Day 3, MA]

[Meiyokashi]

Ironsides crumples under the weight of his injuries, holding on by the barest of threads after his bout with Mauricio the fire from Raven was just the last push of the domino's that her comrade had set up. He wasn't dead, no- not quite yet, but the old warrior couldn't find the strength in him to lift his arms anymore. While Dorno yelled, the fight lingered on, Ironsides stared up into the Ti'rok sky and caught the rare sight of one of the planets many avian creatures flying overhead.

It was beautiful.

[Mauricio Reeves]

While the kip up and air flip to firing was indeed effective, and cool, it also made him an open target. Another solid volley tore into him, and Mauricio felt to the ground. He felt his helmet crack from the blast, and the searing pain.

"Good... idea.... oldtimer." he weakly replied to Ironsides as he hit the ground. Talking was... difficult. It felt like he couldn't move his tongue as quickly.

Everything was fuzzy.... he couldn't quite recognize who was above him now. The armor was familiar but something wasn't connecting.

Blood was pooling in his helm, his vision was cloudy.

[Lysa Ordo]

Lysa didn't have much chance to enjoy the sight of the sundered opponent as the other one lit her up with two shots that slammed into her armor leaving serious scores and blaster burn though it was hard to see with her wreathed in flame.

The heat became too much and the girl passed out falling to the dirt still aflame.

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Take 3 damage after Soak
Take 4 damage after Soak
Start of turn take 3 damage after Soak

Soak 5
WT 17/16
ST 1/14
Defense 1/1

D3 combat going down crit +20 previous crit: 1d100+20 118

Blinded - all checks upgraded twice perception/Vigilance checks upgraded three times until healed

[Meiyokashi]

"Get outta here kid-" Ironsides has to take his time, good and slow enunciating the words that he has no time to say. Feeling the ebbing of his strength creeping up on him like a well-chilled blanket. "Your mates gone. Ain't no sense- ain't no sense dying."

"Do it for me- do it for them," he says, and sighs. Resting fully against the ground he simply let the sensation of the moment take him.

[Meiyokashi]

Breathing heavily, Dorno can barely focus but the clarity of thought that smacks him in the moment when he watches Lysa go down burning, the way it turned his stomach in the way he wanted it. Ironsides' voice cut through all of that. Reaching him in that moment, turning to look at Raven who was prepared to put an end to this fight one way or another. A woman who would not leave her friends in the dirt. Dorno has the one person he was here willing to fight for asking for him to do no such thing.

It was hard, too hard, but in a moment the twig snaps and Dorno takes off running before igniting his jetpack and sailing away quick as he could.

[Combat over.]

Lysa takes 8 more damage before soak, and the flames die out.

[Lysa Ordo]

The flames gut out around her leaving smoking and partially blackened armor. Lysa turns over with a huff "yeah. Better run." She said weakly from the ground.

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20/16 Wounds

[Raven Cadera]

Seeing the enemy fly off, Raven dropped her weapon, allowing the sling to let it hang loosely, as she hurried over to Lysa first to put out the fire. "Bastards..."

Had it been just Mauricio and that challenger, it would've been fine. Duel and all. She could respect that to some degree, but another one just starting to burn Lysa right after Mauricio had gone down was just unacceptable. Guess Saxon's lapdogs really have abandoned honor.

Once the fire was out, she applied a stim to her friend. "Come on, Boom-boom. No time to nap yet."

As the fire was put out, Raven moved over to Mauricio again. He wasn't on fire, but damn he'd been hit pretty hard she could tell. A couple more stims was given to the gunslinger to see if it would make him stir again - she didn't have any other medical gear with her to do anything about his more grievous injuries. "Hey, still with us?"

[Mauricio Reeves]

He coughed blood, a wet ragged sound. Slowly getting to his knees. Hands went up to remove his helmet, dropping it to the ground. Blood matted into his hair, the impacts of cracked beskar into his skull.

His eyes were glassy, struggling to focus, trying to determine which of the three Raven's in his vision was the real one.

"Can't... leave him..." he coughed again, weakly pointing at the fallen Ironsides.

Mauricio struggled to his feet, stumbling over to the fallen foe. Dropping again to his knees, he patted the armor on the chest.

"Regain... your honor... oldtimer..." then those hands went to the ground, nails digging in, beginning to dig.

14/15 Wounds
9/15 Strain

Critical Injuries-
Stinger
Headringer
Winded
Compromised
Gruesome Injury - Intellect

[Raven Cadera]

"Woah woah!" Raven didn't expect him to start digging with his hands. "Easy there, brother. You're bleeding still..."

She knelt down by his side, placing a hand on his shoulder. A part of her hoped he would stop, but she could tell that this was something he needed to do. "Let me help you, yeah?"

[Lysa Ordo]

The Stimson flooded her system and Lysa practically jumped up "kriff I love drugs!" She shouted as the stimulants did their work.

"Woah, is the world blurry for anyone else?" She wiped her visor a few times to clean off whatever was blocking it but while she saw the light dim from her hand passing over she saw no improvement to the cloudy fuzzy world around her.

"Huh wonder how that happened." She mused to herself

"It's pretty quiet I assume we won?"

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15/16 Wounds
1/14 strain

Crits
Bowled over
Head ringer
Blinded

[Meiyokashi]

Coughing, hoarsely and wetly- "I'm not dead yet kid," he said, and chuckles gravely. There was that raspy weakness in the mans voice still. Bleeding out as he was there wasn't a whole lot of time left but the old dog was a fighter even to the bitter end. Just a few more seconds of that beautiful sky was well worth all the effort.

"'sides, you really got your head rung about by those bolts ain'tcha? We're just off the outskirts of the camp.." he chuckles, coughing again. "My soul goes to the Manda- but if you're gonna bury me do it somewhere with a bit more class eh?" he coughs again, as often as he adds punctuation to his sentences.

[Mauricio Reeves]

"Then where... old timer." He struggled to get the words out, the ringing in his ears getting louder. "Don't exactly want to leave you for the manka cats out here, either..." he struggled to focus his vision on the old man, sitting up on his knees.

"Hell... of a shot..."