i. door defense - a dreamer with the fever to be great;
[It's the end of the world - again - and Lup's pretty fucking done with it.
The first time the Null came crashing into the city, the elf had spent most of the fight dancing around the battlefield with flame at her fingertips, dodging their attacks with a laugh, brushing off the very real danger in front of her and telling anyone who would listen it was all just fine.
- Until her brother ended up on the wrong side of a Null's jagged arm, the twisted metal pierced right through his front, impaling him completely. Nothing about that fight had felt just fine after that.
So this time around, Lup's carefree spirit isn't quite so obvious, her brows pinched in single-minded determination, ears perked up and her attention set to everywhere all at once. The woman's already made the promise that no one was going to go down this time around and she meant it wholeheartedly. She's going to do her damn best to keep the people she loves from getting taken out this time.
During most of the fight, she can be found near the Door, defending it with what magic of hers actually works against the Null, not even hesitating before throwing herself in front of an attacking automaton for someone nearby. This is the last chance they have to make this right and go home.]
ii. everywhere else - a finder with the fever for the fame;
[When things seem momentarily taken care of on team Door Defense, Lup's popping in all over the city to make sure her friends are safe in their own tasks. Thanks to her powers, it doesn't take much effort at all to open a portal and step out somewhere else, like Hope's Temple or deep in the jungle proper, just to see if her magical expertise might be needed elsewhere for the moment.
It doesn't matter what you're doing - preparing a trap for the Null, taking a much needed break, or already in mid-combat - there's the sound of a portal ripping open nearby and then a familiar blonde head popping out of it.]
This a bad time?
iii. wildcard;
[ooc: have an idea for a prompt or want me to start one closed to you? Just let me know! I'm happy to plot anything out, hmu over here meyggy]
lup l open
[It's the end of the world - again - and Lup's pretty fucking done with it.
The first time the Null came crashing into the city, the elf had spent most of the fight dancing around the battlefield with flame at her fingertips, dodging their attacks with a laugh, brushing off the very real danger in front of her and telling anyone who would listen it was all just fine.
- Until her brother ended up on the wrong side of a Null's jagged arm, the twisted metal pierced right through his front, impaling him completely. Nothing about that fight had felt just fine after that.
So this time around, Lup's carefree spirit isn't quite so obvious, her brows pinched in single-minded determination, ears perked up and her attention set to everywhere all at once. The woman's already made the promise that no one was going to go down this time around and she meant it wholeheartedly. She's going to do her damn best to keep the people she loves from getting taken out this time.
During most of the fight, she can be found near the Door, defending it with what magic of hers actually works against the Null, not even hesitating before throwing herself in front of an attacking automaton for someone nearby. This is the last chance they have to make this right and go home.]
ii. everywhere else - a finder with the fever for the fame;
[When things seem momentarily taken care of on team Door Defense, Lup's popping in all over the city to make sure her friends are safe in their own tasks. Thanks to her powers, it doesn't take much effort at all to open a portal and step out somewhere else, like Hope's Temple or deep in the jungle proper, just to see if her magical expertise might be needed elsewhere for the moment.
It doesn't matter what you're doing - preparing a trap for the Null, taking a much needed break, or already in mid-combat - there's the sound of a portal ripping open nearby and then a familiar blonde head popping out of it.]
This a bad time?
iii. wildcard;
[ooc: have an idea for a prompt or want me to start one closed to you? Just let me know! I'm happy to plot anything out, hmu over here