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Ντιάνα ([personal profile] monomachy) wrote in [community profile] metaheroes2022-03-30 10:43 am

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Notes: immediately post-confluence in sunset falls. there be gross ectoplasm here


[the video opens to... blurriness. realizing this, diana wipes at the lens with her hand, really just making it worse. she curses quietly in some language, and rubs at the camera more vigorously. eventually, it clears up enough to show the spiritual carnage around her. she's up to her elbows in silvery ectoplasm, and it's smeared all over her armor. the rounded edge of her shield peeks up from behind her shoulders, also silvered with ectoplasm. she's gotten most of it out of her hair, at least. somehow, she still manages to look none the worse for wear.

her lips are set in a grim line, and she only says one thing before she cuts the video:]


I need a sword.
tough_love: (See? Simple!)

[personal profile] tough_love 2022-03-30 04:51 pm (UTC)(link)
A what? What's--ugh, nevermind.

[There were more important things right now than figuring out what the heck this human(or...not-human???) is talking about. If she still cared enough to know after all of this was over, she'd ask then. For now, she had weird superpowered ghouls to destroy. And, judging by the way the arms from offscreen suddenly stopped grasping for her and instead started to claw desperately at her arms meant she was doing just that.

As did the barely perceptible sounds of a humanoid creature having its neck used like a stress ball, especially when those ghostly limbs disappeared in an explosion of slimy ectoplasm shortly after.]


You're speaking to me, are you not?

[As Looma felt showing might work better than telling when it came to getting explaining what she meant, she took the opportunity to leap away from the fray toward a less busy part of the street. After holding her device out as far as possible in order to give Diana a proper view, Looma extended both her right arms in order to create a weapon for each hand. And in a blink-and-you'll-miss-it moment, she was suddenly armed. In one hand she had what appeared to be some sort of large, bronze sickle while the remaining hand was now holding something closer to a large broadsword.

Both were larger than anything a human could be expected to comfortably use, though that was due entirely to the fact that she was making them as much for herself as she was for the purposes of this demonstration.]


See? So long as it's something I'm familiar with, I am perfectly capable of making whatever weapon you require.