[lup is definitely almost out of magic. even with her +3, she likely has like 2 shots left. the wall of earth blocks a motorcycle, but it tilts up, riding up like its a hill before crashing down and right into shinobu herself and knocking her off her feet. she has her shield, so the damage isn't as bad as it could be ARA, but it is likely that one of her bones truly just snapped from the weight of the vehicle.
joonghyuk hustles with the curry, and as he drops it on the counter for jason the other man grabs a spoon to take a scoop and pop it into his mouth.
there's a moment's pause...and then jason shrugs.]
I guess it's okay.
[and at this moment, joonghyuk finds a careening motorcycle also slamming into him, right into a sharp knife left out from chopping as it stabs him in the heart.
...and a kitchen timer dings.
suddenly, everything seems to move in reverse. there are no more peppers or motorcycles, the road deconstructing as pavement peels up and crumbles away. there's no more milk, no more spicy smells in the air...no more stabs and no more broken bones...and for lup and shinobu, there are no memories of the last several minutes of chaos, and there are no longer any injuries from that event.
inside the kitchen, they will find that there are pots, pans, plates and cutlery moving all on their own. the kitchen itself is stockpiled with fresh ingredients, and as soon as they enter the door snaps shut. three snazzy aprons and chef's hats drop onto them, and they'll hear the commotion out in the restaurant grow in tenfold. the lights flicker overhead, and soon the wall separating the kitchen and the bar falls away as all of the cooking supplies stop moving.
the restaurant is empty. it's worn, broken and dark. the wall between the bar and the kitchen is broken and crumbling to pieces. there's nothing but silence outside, dingy lights flickering and barely welcoming anyone into the restaurant. the world is cold and empty. the tables are covered in grime, burners fried and furniture broken.
the door opens. two differentfigures enter the restaurant. they appear beaten, wounds and blood on both of them as they stagger up to the bar and drop into the two seats available.
the silence continues...and soon a small screen drops down from the ceiling of the kitchen with an order spelled out.]
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joonghyuk hustles with the curry, and as he drops it on the counter for jason the other man grabs a spoon to take a scoop and pop it into his mouth.
there's a moment's pause...and then jason shrugs.]
I guess it's okay.
[and at this moment, joonghyuk finds a careening motorcycle also slamming into him, right into a sharp knife left out from chopping as it stabs him in the heart.
...and a kitchen timer dings.
suddenly, everything seems to move in reverse. there are no more peppers or motorcycles, the road deconstructing as pavement peels up and crumbles away. there's no more milk, no more spicy smells in the air...no more stabs and no more broken bones...and for lup and shinobu, there are no memories of the last several minutes of chaos, and there are no longer any injuries from that event.
inside the kitchen, they will find that there are pots, pans, plates and cutlery moving all on their own. the kitchen itself is stockpiled with fresh ingredients, and as soon as they enter the door snaps shut. three snazzy aprons and chef's hats drop onto them, and they'll hear the commotion out in the restaurant grow in tenfold. the lights flicker overhead, and soon the wall separating the kitchen and the bar falls away as all of the cooking supplies stop moving.
the restaurant is empty. it's worn, broken and dark. the wall between the bar and the kitchen is broken and crumbling to pieces. there's nothing but silence outside, dingy lights flickering and barely welcoming anyone into the restaurant. the world is cold and empty. the tables are covered in grime, burners fried and furniture broken.
the door opens. two different figures enter the restaurant. they appear beaten, wounds and blood on both of them as they stagger up to the bar and drop into the two seats available.
the silence continues...and soon a small screen drops down from the ceiling of the kitchen with an order spelled out.]
Help me.