EVENT ONE: JUNE 21ST-28TH

[luminals]

TAKE BACK KNOWHERE
When: June 21-28
Who: Everyone.
Where: All over Knowhere, ending in the Continuum Cortex and Observation Deck.

Event details are here, IC announcement is here.

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[herpetology]

[ One day he's going to figure out a sassy come back for that in return. Today is not that day. He's too busy making sure that he's not going to die... Again. ]

Yeah, fine.

[ And he so doesn't have time to explain because THERE ARE EXPLOSIONS GOING ON HERE. ]

You got a spare weapon on you? Or something? I'll take a pocket knife at this rate.

[ He doesn't even have his phone. Of course he had to leave it on his desk by accident. Not that it would do anything but y'know. Projectile. Or something. ]

[isitapony]

[A weapon. Yeah, right. Okay. She had that. Sort of. She hauled her back to her and began to rifle through it, pausing to look up at him in consideration.]

Are you able to point a can of mace away from your face? Because if not, I'm sure as hell not giving you that or the taser.

[herpetology]

[ BLESS YOU KIND STRANGER. You can almost see the infinite relief on his face. ]

Look, you give me anything and I promise I will effectively use it to keep these bastards away from me.

[isitapony]

[She got the mace out and rolled it across the floor to him.]

Remember, point the hole away from your face. I'm not responsible for any mace related incidents. Capiche?

[herpetology]

[ Newt is quick to grab it. Or at least, he tries to grab it. His glasses are still broken so he almost misses it the first time. BUT-- got it. And more breaths of relief. Look, it's not much to mace some wisps of smoke. It's better than being totally defenseless. ]

Capiche. [ He smiles widely at her, holding up the can with the hole pointed away. Don't worry. Finger is not on the button. ] I owe you one.

[ With that said, Newt's going to go back to looking for a way to see about attacking these guys. From behind maybe? Whatever types of eyes they have, maybe mace will throw off their groove. He rushes out, away from Veronica. Catch them by surprise from the back.


.... Except that doesn't work. That super doesn't work. Newt is thrown back with a lot of yelling and cursing and oh so much pain. ]

[isitapony]

Wait--

[No, of course he wouldn't wait. He owned a dick and a pair of balls and therefore was incapable of thinking things through, or this is what she told herself as she crawled out to go over to him, eyes on their attackers.]

That was your big plan? Rush at them and scream and hope that what? The pitch sent them fleeing for their lives? New plan; don't do that again.

[herpetology]

Hey...

[ He tries talking and oh hey! It actually kinda works. He winces a few times as he sits up though. ]

Didn't scream until after they... [ ow. ] Fucking blasted me.

[ Which all that anger is directed towards them, not you, kind and awesome stranger with ineffective weapons. ]

[isitapony]

Okay, well, new plan; don't go running at the big giant people with a tiny can of mace. It's called 'playing to your strengths'. Hide under something and if they go to grab you, then you mace them and run. See? Logic.