Ambiance: All Along the Watchtower
Within the holes on Petr's body, his flesh doesn't bleed, and the wound visibly closes to new, clear skin within.
"You have no idea what you're playing at," he says in a sinister tone. In his hand, the cylinder beeps a repeated warning.
BRRRRRRRRRRRRBBT! The moment of silence is shattered as Shadrach fires a string of burst-fire from his his combat rifle, one-handed from the hip, bullets ricocheting as they shatter viewscreens and punch through metal on the strafe across the sensitive laboratory equipment and nuclear systems behind Petr. Shadrach darts in to grab Oliver's collar and pull him back toward the stairs, the limp child offering no resistance.
"System reliability of the nuclear containment measures reduced to 83% of optimal," states the glowing AI cube at Báleygr's side,
"rerouting power from damaged sub-systems - I recommend no more randomized fire in the laboratory."
Taavi feels it may be futile, but all he can think to do is keep shooting Petr. Perhaps all of them together can damage him faster than he can heal. He aims his semi-automatic rifle and fires
(-11), blowing a new hole through the man's black suit jacket, eliciting little to no reaction from him otherwise.
Emile rounds the corner from the stairs, his large bore pistols in hand - he also opens two holes center mass on the man's black button-down shirt.
(-14) Petr laughs, a belly laugh that makes your hair stand up on your arms.
"As I said... you have no idea," he retorts again, wiggling his fingers through the hole in his shirt, the gaping hole in his bloodless, morbid flesh behind it leaving him unbothered. He pulls his hand up in a deliberate motion and jerks his fingers. A look of abject horror comes unbidden to Emile's face as his body turns, pointing the large bore guns at the others.
"Take care of these distractions, there, that's a good lad," he says to Emile in an overly-genteel tone continuing to stand openly in front of you with no concern. Instead, he carries the cylinder with the nuclear warning labels over to the side of the laboratory next to a massive ring-shaped device roughly ten feet in diameter.
Báleygr' Gangleri blinks his frog eyes, currently only slightly distended in his current human guise, noting that Petr lacks most signs of warmth - he is barely above room temperature and doesn't pulse from the circulation of life-giving blood within him. The room is otherwise a confusing symphony of emissions with radio waves, wireless signals, and more irradiating everything and the nuclear radiation now increasing around the cylinder in Petyr's hands. He kneels at the foot of the stairs, where Shadrach pulled Oliver to safety, and says aloud,
"He's only a child. You truly are a monster." Looking down and focusing on the boy, he traces symbols on the boy's clothes, moving his hands as if feeling the boy's chakra.
(+6)
Oliver sits upright abruptly, inhaling deeply with a gasp, eyes wide, glancing around at the chaos around him.
With the boy now clear, Hansel clicks his rifle over to burst fire and puts multiple energy pulses through Peytr's back
(-11), searing smoking holes that the man still ignores.
Emile:
OOC:
Next round!
