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[TCM]

Aesford, recovering from his stun, watches the ship charging up its own huge attack. As Richard the Lionheart once stated, "The victor in battle is not such because of his wit, strength, nor charisma; he is victor on account of being one crazy sonofa' bitch."

Aesford runs in front of the ship and catches the Halcion with a Deep Pass, and then smashes it into the heart of the Trespasser.
Lynch, still confused as all hell, will face down the Trespasser, turn 180 degrees, and charge as quickly as he can.

[SOLDIER First]

((but how do you catch a laser beam bigger than your entire body))

[Twinwolf]

((With a mix of badassery and insanity.))

[SOLDIER First]

((no really
not even being nitpicky, but
how ))

[Empiricist]

((The same way they stuffed a world-ending dragon into Erika.))

[SOLDIER First]

((through generations of magical tailoring, rituals, improper childcare, and timespace fuckery?))

[Empiricist]

(There you go. Safety equipment, training, growing up in a bad neighborhood, and the power of American Football.))

[SOLDIER First]

((ew, sports))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((ew, shaming))

[SOLDIER First]

((good point.
[internally] ew, sports
[out loud] sports are ok))

[TheBiggerFish]

((Where'd everybody go?
AKA "Who're we waiting on?"))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Nobody. Turn soon.

Also, did San mean "Halcion" or "Halcyon"? ))

[Empiricist]

((Aww... I was hoping the ship was sponsored by a pharmaceutical company ))

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((Speaking of which, BOXWOOD's still in the fight, right? I need your action.))

[Empiricist]

Advise - Target: RES
((Oops, forgot. And yeah, I know they don't stack, but it's about to wear off.))