[THERE'S A LOT HAPPENING HERE. Sakyou will take the front with Dimitri to protect their squishy magic users, at least, because he can indeed still fight even though he's emo. He's just sweatily looking at these funky metal baby heads and then listening to this dramatic monologue.
He's hit in his little guilt-riddled heart about these DEAD FAMILY motives, but also...]
Is the future not in ruins? [IT COLLAPSED AROUND THEM, HOW ARE YOU GOING TO RAISE A ZOMBIE FAMILY LIKE THAT. He glances toward the others, readying his blade.]
One can't simply sacrifice the lives of everyone in the future for such a thing...
[Time to kill the king and run before getting tried for crimes against the crown?? He won't attack just yet though, in case anyone else has some Reason With The Crazy Guy plan.]
[This is rude? Please don't take his super secret and tragic personal motivations and use them in this jokeass field trip where we are also cursed to see Santa? You spend five years trying to invent time travel for real and some dipshit pretend guy doesn't even know about maintaining the timeline. He's dead-eyeing this all so much right now.]
Yeah, this won't work. Sorry, did you just say you created your ideal future before changing the past?
[ As much as he understands dead family angst, he's also seen a dude try and revive someone before and it did not end well. Sometimes you have to let dead people stay dead and it's terrible. ]
You cannot make right by the dead this way. Stand down.
[ He has to stop himself from laughing at this poor man's deceased loved ones story but he manages to make that sound like a real threat. ]
[The saddest part is Molly is supposed to be a tank. He's just level 5.
He doesn't have any particular time travel trauma, and as much as it's sad to lose your wife and child, well. He would very much like to get back alive and not destroyed by a mad time travel king? Surely just try and pay for a resurrection. You're a king, you can afford it.
Anyway, I think everyone has the verbal arguments covered? Molly notices the Easter Bunny hiding around a corner, who waves to him to come try and sneak around and flank King Kandy. He was in the back, so maybe he can sort of scoot around in the shadows unnoticed to try and get closer to the machinery with the guy noticing.]
[The king's magic starts growing, as if in a frenzy.]
I won't let you interfere! No one can!
[—Except then he apparently pours a little too much power, because now it looks like the machine is losing control! Lights flash, the entire area shakes, and the part of the platform beneath the king crumbles... and so down he goes, screaming as he plunges into the depths.
Wow. Boss fight over! That was easy.
... Except now the baby heads are fully awake and also screaming, though aside from hurting people's ears because they're really goddamn loud, it doesn't look like anything is happening...?]
[Wh. Help. WHAT IS HAPPENING... Sakyou's just wincing at the babies shrieking, glancing around like he expects there to be answers anywhere about literally anything that's going on. IS THE KING DEAD?? ARE THEY GOING TO BE TRIED FOR CRIMES AGAINST THE CROWN? THEY COULDN'T EVEN HOLD THIS GUY HOSTAGE FOR RANSOM.]
...I-- should we... destroy this machine, or...?
[Or just bounce? They probably need a portal to get out of here though, he assumes. Perhaps??
He doesn't know how to use magic time traveling machines so he'll leave that to someone else, instead looking to see if there's anything else to be found in the room that might help them. A hidden portal? Sneaky enemies waiting to be defeated and turned in for a bounty? A chest full of kingly treasures to pay off their debts?]
[He. Sigh. He doesn't want to be the one on magic time travel duty but it is in his skillset so yeah he'll just go inspect the machine and the babyheads to try to see if he can understand how it works.]
[There is nothing else in this room for Sakyou to find, alas. Definitely no ways to pay off their debt.
Caleb will be able to see, as he investigates, that there's a way to restore time to how it was before the king fiddled with it—except then, uh. Wow! Dimitri does his thing. And Molly's having a good time, apparently.]
[WELL!!!!!! HELLO. He has no idea what's happening over there with the critroles but that does not sound like the Molly he knows?? He just assumes he's been possessed by an Irish ghost or something though, nothing tragically painfully canon to punch Caleb in the gut specifically, and glances quickly away from the Absolute Nothing that can help them pay off their debts toward Dimitri.
Y'know, because he has a weapon and is looking very angry, so that's probably a threat to deal with sooner rather than later. He's still holding his sword out, though it's poised defensively rather than offensively.]
Dimitri-dono—?! Mollymauk-san— [CALEB?? GETTING CHOKED OUT???? Maybe it's their proximity to this clearly bonkers machine - he'll dart forward, trying to draw Dimitri over to the side.]
[Even for something as ridiculous as this, there's a little bit of satisfaction in solving a problem, seeing how things work and trying to put them together. He feels a little rush of excitement, pleased, and isn't paying any attention to what's going on behind them. So when Molly slams into him, he's slammed to the ground as well, and he's going to grumble, but -
Oh. He's grabbed by the neck. And he's a wizard who is out of spells, caught off guard, and he is so very fucked. He tries to struggle a little, clawing at the arms holding him, but he isn't fooling himself about how bad this is. He starts to choke, assuming Molly is squeezing down.
What he is focused on is, he stares him in the eyes while he chokes, fury growing there. He let his guard down for a little while, it was all so ridiculous. But he knew it, he knew it. Fuck.]
[ It's not hard to distract Dimitri, because he's definitely charging after Sakyou immediately, like he'd wanted to fight him anyway. Or maybe not—not even fight, not in an honorable sense, or he'd recognize that Sakyou's stance has no aggression behind it. He's going to swing at him with his spear and a roar, the full force of his weight behind it.
Despite being a hulking brute of a man, he's also extremely fast, so good luck to Caleb—he just charges, sending strike after strike at Sakyou in an enraged flurry. ]
[Turning into a real swinger's party in here, didn't it! Anyway, possessed by an Irish ghost isn't actually that far off, maybe. He always has a bit of an accent, but it's strong and consistent now.
The lavender tiefling, whoever he is, is squeezing down, both thumbs pressing to the front of Caleb's neck. If you're paying attention, it almost looks as if the eye on his chest begins to move. Shifting in the skin. Caleb's fury is only met with what seems like a bitter amusement, but when Sakyou says that name, there's a shift in attention - glancing over, and the grip loosens. So Caleb can probably get a few words out if he wants.]
[There's like .2 seconds for him to be Distracted and Panicked about Caleb and Molly's whole situation over there, but boy you just really can't not give 100% of your focus to Dimitri when he's coming for your wholeass life, huh.
It's only his freakishly disproportionate arm strength and also being very light on his feet that lets him keep up with the onslaught, matching strike for strike with very notable, painstaking effort. A handful of times, there's a buckle in his defense just because he's like fuckin 20 feet shorter than this enormous built man, and it's clear he's not used to fighting against spear mains either, so he'll likely end up taking a few solid strikes. He doesn't move entirely offensively yet either, but his blade's edge is ferociously sharp and he's not not trying to hurt Dimitri. Y'know, just in case nu wants some stabs too.
He's also trying to back into the general vicinity of the other two just in case he needs to make a break for it to fend Molly off too but GOOD LUCK IN THE MEANTIME, CALEB!! Anyway this never works on their possessed people but he's giving it the good ol' college try:]
[Well, it doesn't usually work on possessed people, and it definitely doesn't work on fake people summoned by a field trip to hurt you, but when he hears Sakyou speak, he sort of has the bubble of a thought which is. That tactic has worked before on one person.
It takes him a second, when the grip loosens, to catch his breath, to be able to speak some hoarse words.]
Turning up just to leave again so soon, Mollymauk?
[ He is definitely coming for Sakyou's life, yeah. Even taking a good several slashes doesn't seem to slow him down any, the ferocious gleam in his eye never fading as he attacks, barely seeming to register any pain. Being parried only seems to enrage him more, and soon enough he just goes to snatch Sakyou by whatever limb might end up exposed.
While the attacks themselves don't seem to do anything, though his brow furrows just a touch more when he's called to directly. ]
—Wasted effort! [ His voice is a terrible snarl. The giggles might've been better? ] I'll rend the flesh off your bones!
[He doesn't seem at all distracted by Dimitri giving the world's most raw ass statements over there. It doesn't matter at all. But the expression turns from amusement to cold fury at that, clamping down his grip again tighter, squeezing.]
Would you please stop saying that name!
[The phrasing is polite, the tone is not. But he's just squeezing as hard as he can, shifting to get a better grip. Since it's Caleb and he's familiar with the action, he might almost expect the sensation of psychic pain to rip through his mind again ... but it's not coming?]
[He's choking again, trying to kick at him, hit him, anything, as he also continues to scratch at the fingers around his throat, clawing, trying to do anything that might buy him a little time. He. . . will try again to think of something to say, in between gasps for breath.]
Just like. . . the Spring Dorm. . . Sex Pervert. . .
[For once in his life, lacking murderous intent is his primary problem here...... Damn. Anyway wouldn't it be funny if he caught a leg for some reason--
But no, he'll end up snatching Sakyou's right arm, which he's raised somewhat to brutally take the latest striking blow so he doesn't get brained by a furious berserker like sweet Molly once upon a time. On reflex, he tries to pull back and away somewhat from this very obvious danger; fortunately, since he's lefthanded, he also readies a strike to Dimitri's side because he doesn't want the flesh rended off his bones thanks.
But! But. He notices, even amidst the chaos of the fight, that there's a pause. Even just the slightest pause is better than nothing, so--]
—Dimitri-dono! Mollymauk-san! You must snap out of it, please--!!
[ The absolute juxtaposition of these two fights... Anyway, Sakyou lands a hit against his side, and he winces, though it's more from what he's saying than the fact that he's hitting him with an extremely sharp object. He looks very briefly dazed before he the berserker rage clouds his eye again. ]
Enough!
[ His voice is harsh, something in him seeming to suddenly snap out of place, and he is going to crush Sakyou's arm in his fist until it pops and cracks and breaks.
...But then he lets go to just run over somewhere else? He seems confused by this. The zoomies are still here. ]
[Well fuck you for that particular callback? This is the fruit salad of Mollymauk callbacks, in that I should definitely give you disadvantage on it. Unfortunately for everyone, it seems to connect - the tiefling pauses and makes a face, a strange flash of what could be both either disgust or something about to be fondly amusedā But itās gone in only a moment. He reaches up and claws himself across the face, reeling backwards. Heās lost his action this turn.
Lucien recovers quickly though, and now he seems angrier than before - sharp smile turning more dangerous, blood dripping down his face. Caleb no longer has hands on his neck, if he wants to try and make a break for it, but Lucien is reaching for weapons. He takes one look at the golden sword that was on his belt and tosses it to the side. Useless. But the whole place shook and shattered earlier, right. Grabbing for a twisted bit of metal and trying to drive that right into whatever soft part of Caleb is closest. His stomach or his back.]
It's not going to work! We're already done this act, friend, and you know how it ended before. This is just going through the motions!
[In the moment he had, while Molly - Lucien? Was clawing his face, he looked around, stumbled his way over towards the machine, started trying to work on it again. Could he make it move them somewhere else? Could he make it explode and do something to stop Dimitri and Lucien? He starts to have something of an idea, but before he can figure that out, he's being stabbed; he will try to move out of the way and instead is pierced through his abdomen. He's a squishy wizard and he's dressed more lightly this week for spring; it's not hard to do. The pain sends a wave of nausea through him, has him crumple to the ground, trying to catch his breath.]
Sagihara! The screaming heads - take them out instead!
[His hand closes around one of the pieces of shattered glass on the ground.]
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He's hit in his little guilt-riddled heart about these DEAD FAMILY motives, but also...]
Is the future not in ruins? [IT COLLAPSED AROUND THEM, HOW ARE YOU GOING TO RAISE A ZOMBIE FAMILY LIKE THAT. He glances toward the others, readying his blade.]
One can't simply sacrifice the lives of everyone in the future for such a thing...
[Time to kill the king and run before getting tried for crimes against the crown?? He won't attack just yet though, in case anyone else has some Reason With The Crazy Guy plan.]
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Yeah, this won't work. Sorry, did you just say you created your ideal future before changing the past?
Do we have to do this?
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You cannot make right by the dead this way. Stand down.
[ He has to stop himself from laughing at this poor man's deceased loved ones story but he manages to make that sound like a real threat. ]
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He doesn't have any particular time travel trauma, and as much as it's sad to lose your wife and child, well. He would very much like to get back alive and not destroyed by a mad time travel king? Surely just try and pay for a resurrection. You're a king, you can afford it.
Anyway, I think everyone has the verbal arguments covered? Molly notices the Easter Bunny hiding around a corner, who waves to him to come try and sneak around and flank King Kandy. He was in the back, so maybe he can sort of scoot around in the shadows unnoticed to try and get closer to the machinery with the guy noticing.]
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[The king's magic starts growing, as if in a frenzy.]
I won't let you interfere! No one can!
[—Except then he apparently pours a little too much power, because now it looks like the machine is losing control! Lights flash, the entire area shakes, and the part of the platform beneath the king crumbles... and so down he goes, screaming as he plunges into the depths.
Wow. Boss fight over! That was easy.
... Except now the baby heads are fully awake and also screaming, though aside from hurting people's ears because they're really goddamn loud, it doesn't look like anything is happening...?]
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...I-- should we... destroy this machine, or...?
[Or just bounce? They probably need a portal to get out of here though, he assumes. Perhaps??
He doesn't know how to use magic time traveling machines so he'll leave that to someone else, instead looking to see if there's anything else to be found in the room that might help them. A hidden portal? Sneaky enemies waiting to be defeated and turned in for a bounty? A chest full of kingly treasures to pay off their debts?]
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He'll randomly zoom in a direction to Investigate, heading towards where Molly is skulking about with the Easter bunny. ]
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But no, just kidding, he suddenly grabs for Molly. And then will bodily hurl him at the other two, a sudden flash of anger in his eyes. ]
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[ Well, he isn't that heavy, especially compared to Dimitri so, yeah, he's pretty easily grabbed and Yote right into /rolls dice
Caleb, hitting him with the full force of just ragdoll body weight and probably sending them both toppling to the ground in a heap. ]
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And then grabs him by the neck with both hands.]
... Hello again. You really are a thorn in my drawers, you know.
[Oh. Weird. When did his Irish accent get so good?]
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Caleb will be able to see, as he investigates, that there's a way to restore time to how it was before the king fiddled with it—except then, uh. Wow! Dimitri does his thing. And Molly's having a good time, apparently.]
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Y'know, because he has a weapon and is looking very angry, so that's probably a threat to deal with sooner rather than later. He's still holding his sword out, though it's poised defensively rather than offensively.]
Dimitri-dono—?! Mollymauk-san— [CALEB?? GETTING CHOKED OUT???? Maybe it's their proximity to this clearly bonkers machine - he'll dart forward, trying to draw Dimitri over to the side.]
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Oh. He's grabbed by the neck. And he's a wizard who is out of spells, caught off guard, and he is so very fucked. He tries to struggle a little, clawing at the arms holding him, but he isn't fooling himself about how bad this is. He starts to choke, assuming Molly is squeezing down.
What he is focused on is, he stares him in the eyes while he chokes, fury growing there. He let his guard down for a little while, it was all so ridiculous. But he knew it, he knew it. Fuck.]
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Despite being a hulking brute of a man, he's also extremely fast, so good luck to Caleb—he just charges, sending strike after strike at Sakyou in an enraged flurry. ]
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[Turning into a real swinger's party in here, didn't it! Anyway, possessed by an Irish ghost isn't actually that far off, maybe. He always has a bit of an accent, but it's strong and consistent now.
The lavender tiefling, whoever he is, is squeezing down, both thumbs pressing to the front of Caleb's neck. If you're paying attention, it almost looks as if the eye on his chest begins to move. Shifting in the skin. Caleb's fury is only met with what seems like a bitter amusement, but when Sakyou says that name, there's a shift in attention - glancing over, and the grip loosens. So Caleb can probably get a few words out if he wants.]
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It's only his freakishly disproportionate arm strength and also being very light on his feet that lets him keep up with the onslaught, matching strike for strike with very notable, painstaking effort. A handful of times, there's a buckle in his defense just because he's like fuckin 20 feet shorter than this enormous built man, and it's clear he's not used to fighting against spear mains either, so he'll likely end up taking a few solid strikes. He doesn't move entirely offensively yet either, but his blade's edge is ferociously sharp and he's not not trying to hurt Dimitri. Y'know, just in case nu wants some stabs too.
He's also trying to back into the general vicinity of the other two just in case he needs to make a break for it to fend Molly off too but GOOD LUCK IN THE MEANTIME, CALEB!! Anyway this never works on their possessed people but he's giving it the good ol' college try:]
Dimitri-dono—!! Come to your senses!!
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It takes him a second, when the grip loosens, to catch his breath, to be able to speak some hoarse words.]
Turning up just to leave again so soon, Mollymauk?
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While the attacks themselves don't seem to do anything, though his brow furrows just a touch more when he's called to directly. ]
—Wasted effort! [ His voice is a terrible snarl. The giggles might've been better? ] I'll rend the flesh off your bones!
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Would you please stop saying that name!
[The phrasing is polite, the tone is not. But he's just squeezing as hard as he can, shifting to get a better grip. Since it's Caleb and he's familiar with the action, he might almost expect the sensation of psychic pain to rip through his mind again ... but it's not coming?]
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Just like. . . the Spring Dorm. . . Sex Pervert. . .
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But no, he'll end up snatching Sakyou's right arm, which he's raised somewhat to brutally take the latest striking blow so he doesn't get brained by a furious berserker like sweet Molly once upon a time. On reflex, he tries to pull back and away somewhat from this very obvious danger; fortunately, since he's lefthanded, he also readies a strike to Dimitri's side because he doesn't want the flesh rended off his bones thanks.
But! But. He notices, even amidst the chaos of the fight, that there's a pause. Even just the slightest pause is better than nothing, so--]
—Dimitri-dono! Mollymauk-san! You must snap out of it, please--!!
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Enough!
[ His voice is harsh, something in him seeming to suddenly snap out of place, and he is going to crush Sakyou's arm in his fist until it pops and cracks and breaks.
...But then he lets go to just run over somewhere else? He seems confused by this. The zoomies are still here. ]
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Lucien recovers quickly though, and now he seems angrier than before - sharp smile turning more dangerous, blood dripping down his face. Caleb no longer has hands on his neck, if he wants to try and make a break for it, but Lucien is reaching for weapons. He takes one look at the golden sword that was on his belt and tosses it to the side. Useless. But the whole place shook and shattered earlier, right. Grabbing for a twisted bit of metal and trying to drive that right into whatever soft part of Caleb is closest. His stomach or his back.]
It's not going to work! We're already done this act, friend, and you know how it ended before. This is just going through the motions!
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Sagihara! The screaming heads - take them out instead!
[His hand closes around one of the pieces of shattered glass on the ground.]
You do keep making me chase after you, don't you?
[He raises his hand and stabs upwards.]
But you are worth it.
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