2nd Memory - Video/Action

[madeofclay]

[Run. Feet slamming into the ground, eyes opened wide. She doesn't bother to look behind her. She doesn't need to look behind her. Annie can feel him, moving behind her.

 

He slides across the ground, a rapidly moving stream of clay. Then he's on four legs, a cat, a dog, a snarling mountain lion. What really scares Annie is when he turns human, big and bulky, blond hair standing against his black shirt. Snarling, running after her.

 

She's scared. Too scared to even try to use whatever powers she had. Too scared to stop and fight. Too scared to do anything but endlessly run.]

 

He’s coming for me...

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( video )

[askypirate]

[ Alas, Balthier isn't near her, but that isn't going to stop him from saying something, and it might just buy the girl time. In the past, he wasn't one for heroics. Recent times had changed him somewhat.

That and the poor girl was terrified. ]

Easy, now. Focus. Find somewhere to hide, and then tell me where you are.

[ His tone is missing a lot of its usual bravado. It's almost gentle. ]

( video ) So late ;;;;

[madeofclay]

I-I-I can't hide.

He knows where I am.

He always knows!

All I can do is run...

( Video )

[askypirate]

He who, my dear? You look very much alone.

Sorry! Started a new job - the schedule's been taking some adjustment.

[madeofclay]

[There's a crash behind her, and she squeaks.] He's coming!

♥ No worries!

[askypirate]

So I hear. Where are you? What is it that's chasing you? A bit of information would be helpful.

[He's not against saving people, but...he needs to know where to do the saving.]

♥ I will get the hang of these ten hour shifts...

[madeofclay]

He's... he's my father... I don't know where I am... [She's just running. She's too scared to do anything but run.]

[askypirate]

Your father? I see. And what would you have me do, then? How would you like him stopped, I should ask?

[madeofclay]

He won't stop until he kills me.

Nothing ever stops him!

[askypirate]

He doesn't seem to have succeeded yet.

Do you at least know what city you're in?

[madeofclay]

I'm in Fayren... [There's a crash behind her, and she tries to run faster.]

[askypirate]

[Now he can only hope he can get there fast enough.]

I'm on my way. Do try to stay alive.

[madeofclay]

[She screams, and there's a crash. She tries to run faster.

She'll do her best.]

[askypirate]

[Balthier's still working on learning his way around, but Fayren is much more similar to the wilds he's used to, and following the landmarks from her video...and the trail of damage her pursuer left in his wake, is fairly easy to accomplish.

When he finds them, the size of the man doesn't phase him, really. He's faced bigger monsters, albeit with a small group. He draws his shotgun from his back and points it into the air, firing to get their attention.]

Here, now. This fight is hardly fair, wouldn't you say?

[madeofclay]

Get out of the way. [The man starts to walk forward, unconcerned of the shot gun. His eyes are only on the retreating form of his daughter.]

This is between me and my daughter.

[askypirate]

This is no way to have a family spat.

[And he's not going to leave a girl to fight her father. He knows how painful that is.]

Now if you would talk, I may be more willing to allow it.

[madeofclay]

[The man continues to walk forward, reaching out a meaty hand to shove Balthier aside. His eyes are on the retreating back of his daughter.]

[askypirate]

[The sky pirate still had a few tricks up his sleeve, even as he moved with the force of the blow, rolling to minimize the damage he took from hitting the ground, and coming back up on his feet. It was just as well the big man thought him dealt with, as it would take a few seconds to ready the thunder spell he was planning to send his way.

He wasn't going to strike the man, not at first. Just give him a warning.]

[madeofclay]

[Energy attacks were something of a weakness for him. Still - it would have to hit him.

His body dissolved into a mass of brown clay, dissolving into a puddle that moved rapidly forward.]

[askypirate]

[Seeing this new development, Balthier changed his target, aiming for the rapidly moving puddle of mud.]

[madeofclay]

[It moved fast, widening a hole in its body to try and block any shot.]