[ luckily, harrow makes it across, as hua cheng watches this happen. he puts one hand to his chest, as if his heart could beat out of it, and he sighs, relieved and annoyed in spades.
he does not jump after her. at least not right away. ]
Still here. If it gives under your weight, don't know if it'd be a good idea for me to jump on them when you're still on them, Harrow.
[ dex is his highest stat he'd probably be fine. maybe. ]
[ MY SPOOKY MOD HOLE that i definitely didn't just make up.
anyway, harrow is able to grab the remains of the stairs with no trouble, thank god. hua cheng does not jump. however, now that he's close, he will see that his legs are long enough that he literally could have just stepped across compared to harrow's very cool and sexy jump.
when they look down, they can see the shattered glass below, and some kind of basement. the entire room is full of shattered glass, actually, so, it may be bad news to go down there. ]
getting up the stairs as she goes up the other side, he just. looks at it. looks at her back. looks at it.
and then he steps across it. with a little hop, if necessary. but only if necessary. ]
Basements and attics. We could go top to bottom, if we see anything up ahead. Otherwise, I can probably lower you down, and jump down, if there's a clear spot or you move that death trap.
[ he offers her a hand. hey. your brother's a long-legged freak, sorry for stealing all of the height. ]
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anyway. hua cheng's freakishly long legs allow him to step over the hole. harrow is not going to fall, now, at least. whew! there's the sound of canned laughter, somewhere, from far away, and the two are filled with a brief sense of approval. they may go upstairs, if they like! there is actually a pull that looks like it leads to a ladder...? ]
[ hup. harrow secured. he glances at the ceiling, as if he can find where the laughter is coming from. this place is deeply haunted. ]
Yeah, I'll get it. Prepare to shoot anything that moves. [ he will reach up to get the pull, from what he assumes is the side, so that he doesn't get shot or bonked. ]
the attic is... dusty. like hella dusty. while the stairs were clearly hua cheng's favored terrain, the attic is harrow's, as hua cheng cannot even come close to standing in here, while harrow can stand at her full height. the attic itself is full of more dust covered furniture, and...
... a corpse! wow. well, maybe. it looks more like a skeleton, actually. harrowhark, who has had a freakish interest in bones her entire life for some weird reason, will recognize that it's an anatomical skeleton, not a real one. it just hangs on a hook in the middle of this room full of boxes and dusty furniture. there's also an old flashlight? that seems useful.
the floorboards creak as she moves around, but nothing too strange yet. ]
she may examine the skeleton. as harrow approaches, it is just.. a skeleton. a model one, donated to science. it stares at her, as it has no secrets.
well, at least at first. there's a chattering noise, and suddenly, it clatters and moves, its head whipping around to look at harrow and hua cheng, despite having no eyeballs.
harrow's great swing sends the head flying off. the minute it does, it chatters even louder, and starts bouncing around on the floor, wriggling and chattering like a pair of haunted dentures.
there's a booo from somewhere else, distantly, distantly.
the skeleton head stops hopping. it opens its mouth, and it shoots out a blast of fire in both of their directions from the ground. burn, baby, burn. ]
[ and a cumulative 10 is not going to. really do much here. the attic ceiling is far too low for him to move easily in, so even if he lunges to try and grab at harrow or push her, we are probably both getting very toasty up here. ]
yeah! they sure are. the fire licks across them both, immediately, as the skeleton shrieks, its unending mouth open wide. it's not enough fire to kill either of them or anything, but the burns they're both going to be sporting on their legs and their ...t...orsos... i don't know how far into this room hua cheng got... are pretty severe, burning away at their fashionable clothing.
the skeleton finishes its fire breath and continues hopping around the room, chattering its little teeth, to the sound of giggling, snickering laughter and more clattering. this attic sucks! ]
[yes, that isnβt great! Itβs painful but something about the pain is clarifying too, gets her adrenaline going. she shrieks in rage and reaches for the pistol, trying to fire to hit the skull. Itβs just a 10 though.]
[ he's reaching so hua cheng's a...arms?? arms are in crispy range. stupid small attic. harrow can shoot at the nasty little skull, he won't stop her, but he is going to move so he can haul her back towards the ladder to maybe get them the fuck out of this attic (super)hell.
honestly getting a 6 means that it's not even really worth mentioning that he'd spite shoot at it also so we're moving on. ]
[ you guys are doing terribly and i support you anyway. the bullets ricochet through the room - shooting holes in the attic that let the moonlight in. the horrible little skull shrieks and rolls, as if it could dodge out of the way.
it screams. GETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUT! it's very rude. it then opens its nasty mouth to start shooting fire again. last chance!
below them, the main floor with its dusty furniture awaits. ]
[sorry that harrow is the most stubborn bitch alive. she's not attempting to leave the attic but she weighs 90 lbs so Hua Cheng is more than capable of just grabbing her and getting out. meanwhile, she's going to try to shoot it one last time. that's a 14, so less terrible?]
At least fucking hit it! I told you I was going to have to carry you out of here -
[ whether because of grievous bodily harm or because she's just Like This, hua cheng never specified. but he holsters his glock and ignores the pain, letting the adrenaline rush and survival instinct drag his heavy-as-a-wet-kitten bone sister to the ladder.
he will absolutely jump down with her under his arm. fuck the ladder. ]
[ well this time there's a couple things that happen. first, harrow's shot finally connects - the shitty little skull blasts to pieces! it's very satisfying. however, in its death knell, it shrieks and shoots out another beam of fire. thankfully, hua cheng is quick on the draw, grabbing his sweet baby sister down and out of the attic.
secondly. both harrow and hua cheng will realize their fucks were censored and bleeped out. they heard the bleep, and the both of them will feel a sort of unpleasant tingle up the back of their necks. mind your manners. :/
anyway congrats you beat the skull monster. hua cheng and harrow are left standing in the hallway with its dusty covered somethings or others and feeling very crispy. have your tender sibling moment or whatever. ]
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[ luckily, harrow makes it across, as hua cheng watches this happen. he puts one hand to his chest, as if his heart could beat out of it, and he sighs, relieved and annoyed in spades.
he does not jump after her. at least not right away. ]
Still here. If it gives under your weight, don't know if it'd be a good idea for me to jump on them when you're still on them, Harrow.
[ dex is his highest stat he'd probably be fine. maybe. ]
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anyway, harrow is able to grab the remains of the stairs with no trouble, thank god. hua cheng does not jump. however, now that he's close, he will see that his legs are long enough that he literally could have just stepped across compared to harrow's very cool and sexy jump.
when they look down, they can see the shattered glass below, and some kind of basement. the entire room is full of shattered glass, actually, so, it may be bad news to go down there. ]
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[or maybe not. Either way, she is going to try to slowly shift her way to the top of the stairs.]
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getting up the stairs as she goes up the other side, he just. looks at it. looks at her back. looks at it.
and then he steps across it. with a little hop, if necessary. but only if necessary. ]
Basements and attics. We could go top to bottom, if we see anything up ahead. Otherwise, I can probably lower you down, and jump down, if there's a clear spot or you move that death trap.
[ he offers her a hand. hey. your brother's a long-legged freak, sorry for stealing all of the height. ]
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anyway. hua cheng's freakishly long legs allow him to step over the hole. harrow is not going to fall, now, at least. whew! there's the sound of canned laughter, somewhere, from far away, and the two are filled with a brief sense of approval. they may go upstairs, if they like! there is actually a pull that looks like it leads to a ladder...? ]
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Attic, you say? Will you do the honors?
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Yeah, I'll get it. Prepare to shoot anything that moves. [ he will reach up to get the pull, from what he assumes is the side, so that he doesn't get shot or bonked. ]
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the attic is... dusty. like hella dusty. while the stairs were clearly hua cheng's favored terrain, the attic is harrow's, as hua cheng cannot even come close to standing in here, while harrow can stand at her full height. the attic itself is full of more dust covered furniture, and...
... a corpse! wow. well, maybe. it looks more like a skeleton, actually. harrowhark, who has had a freakish interest in bones her entire life for some weird reason, will recognize that it's an anatomical skeleton, not a real one. it just hangs on a hook in the middle of this room full of boxes and dusty furniture. there's also an old flashlight? that seems useful.
the floorboards creak as she moves around, but nothing too strange yet. ]
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he'll wait by the ladder, because moving in this will be impossible. ]
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she may examine the skeleton. as harrow approaches, it is just.. a skeleton. a model one, donated to science. it stares at her, as it has no secrets.
well, at least at first. there's a chattering noise, and suddenly, it clatters and moves, its head whipping around to look at harrow and hua cheng, despite having no eyeballs.
it doesn't move again.
maybe they just moved wrong? ]
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We should salt and burn this entire house. [ these are not bones they should take home. ]
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harrow's great swing sends the head flying off. the minute it does, it chatters even louder, and starts bouncing around on the floor, wriggling and chattering like a pair of haunted dentures.
there's a booo from somewhere else, distantly, distantly.
the skeleton head stops hopping. it opens its mouth, and it shoots out a blast of fire in both of their directions from the ground. burn, baby, burn. ]
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[ and a cumulative 10 is not going to. really do much here. the attic ceiling is far too low for him to move easily in, so even if he lunges to try and grab at harrow or push her, we are probably both getting very toasty up here. ]
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yeah! they sure are. the fire licks across them both, immediately, as the skeleton shrieks, its unending mouth open wide. it's not enough fire to kill either of them or anything, but the burns they're both going to be sporting on their legs and their ...t...orsos... i don't know how far into this room hua cheng got... are pretty severe, burning away at their fashionable clothing.
the skeleton finishes its fire breath and continues hopping around the room, chattering its little teeth, to the sound of giggling, snickering laughter and more clattering. this attic sucks! ]
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honestly getting a 6 means that it's not even really worth mentioning that he'd spite shoot at it also so we're moving on. ]
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it screams. GETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUTGETOUT! it's very rude. it then opens its nasty mouth to start shooting fire again. last chance!
below them, the main floor with its dusty furniture awaits. ]
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Fuck you!
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[ whether because of grievous bodily harm or because she's just Like This, hua cheng never specified. but he holsters his glock and ignores the pain, letting the adrenaline rush and survival instinct drag his heavy-as-a-wet-kitten bone sister to the ladder.
he will absolutely jump down with her under his arm. fuck the ladder. ]
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secondly. both harrow and hua cheng will realize their fucks were censored and bleeped out. they heard the bleep, and the both of them will feel a sort of unpleasant tingle up the back of their necks. mind your manners. :/
anyway congrats you beat the skull monster. hua cheng and harrow are left standing in the hallway with its dusty covered somethings or others and feeling very crispy. have your tender sibling moment or whatever. ]
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[so tender...
anyway you've mentioned this dusty furniture so many times so harrow will finally go look at it.]
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You sure showed that skeleton who had the last laugh.
[ so tender. the main room is down the stairs, right? was it just the ladder up here in the hallway. ]
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