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OW what the hell?! The dragon actually fell down to one knee, panting at the overwhelming waves of JOY. What... were these things...? He'd been hoping to save his one Pumpkin Pill for the Workshop but no way was he about to die RIGHT OUTSIDE THE DOOR. So Aksaja dug into a pocket and pulled the pill out, popping it into his mouth.

Aksaja's HP: 2 -----> 25
Damage Dealt: 0

NOW that he felt a hell of a lot better, Aksaja could use his own JOY weapon. He'd been holding off before since he was already hurt... but not anymore. Crouching in the snow, he took aim at the deer and fired off a snowball at it's face! >C

Aksaja's HP: 23
Damage Dealt: 2

Ha! Apparently hitting it with snow was distracting, and messed up it's own 'attack' ... though Aksaja still didn't understand why it hurt so much to get stared at. UGH.

With that thought in mind, the dragon scooped up some more snow from the ground and packed it into a ball ...then threw it at the deer. However, his own aim was significantly less accurate than the Launcher. "Jack!" he swore softly as the snowball careened off to the side.

Aksaja's HP: 22
Damage Dealt: 0

The large serpent sneered as the deer turned around and left them, "Stupid, filthy thing," he huffed, but seemed to be mostly fine. Specially since this 'battle' (was he even allowed to call this a battle anyhow?) had taken a lot less time than his previous one, "It's just lucky I didn't take a good snap at it, that's what," apparently, being in serpent form made him a touch grumpier than he had been only moments ago. But then again, in his defense, he felt utterly useless in this form when he was out of water.

He watched as Alessa climbed up and instantly moved over to her until his head was on her lap and he was looking up at her innocently, blinking owlishly. For a snake... he was managing to look as if he'd never so much as broken a plate in his whole life, "Cheer up," was all he said before Alcie spoke up, and he turned his head just so, still keeping it on the auburn haired ghoul's lap, "I think I'd said it before, but I'd be delighted to play something with you some time. I do so enjoy music, and it's better when shared."

When Quarria spoke, Gabrian offered her a wry smile (or as much of a smile as his snake form could muster), "You're always just in time, my dear," though honestly... despite the fact she said she was being selfish with this, he highly doubted it. Carrying passengers couldn't really be as comfortable as snuggling with other people; not by far. He was unable to pat her, or do anything else, so he just wiggled his cheek fins at her a bit before turning to Sin as she offered him a swift patch up, "That would be most wonderful, Sin, if you would be willing to spare a ring one me," his gaze went to Io and then to Alessa; he still had both his pumpkin pills, and he figured that if he was in full health... well, if the other two were to need the pills, he'd gladly spare them at some point. Thus so, the bell ring was appreciated, if the succubus were to offer it, "Please, and thank you ever so much for the offer."

He then turned his head and scowled at the near distance, "I think we're close. I can barely just make out the workshop, I think..." he wasn't sure if this was a good thing, or a bad thing.

((Gabrian: 18 HP - for my reference))

The deer then turned it's head back to look at Aksaja again, eyes wide with awe.

Seriously, this was possibly one of the dumbest deer ever.

HP: 4

Gah, even it's stupidity hurt, somehow! Aksaja winced at the thing's wide-eyed stare and this time...he tried simply tackling the creature. Seriously, how could something like that miss??

But SOMEHOW the thing must have moved at the last minute, or he slipped or something... and ended up in the snow again. Grooooowwwwwlllll.

Aksaja's HP: 15
Damage Dealt: 0



When the demon hit the snow, the deer nudged at his back with it's nose, attempting to do a status-check on him. ARE U OKAY?

It even nibbled at his shirt to try and get him to get up.

With any luck, maybe he'd smack it's nose with his back. Maybe.

HP: 4

As Malodore finished his examination, Christof also straightened on his crutch. The idea occurred to him that maybe the student doctor would know a better way of temporarily reattaching his leg, but It seemed preoccupied by their surroundings. Where were they supposed to go from here? Did they just... keep battling forward? He shifted, wondering where Sin had gotten off to now- or Amrita, Lizzy, Johan and that horse-boy for that matter. He was prepared to follow this new surrogate-master for now, at least until he could grab his attention politely without interrupting what were more than likely very important thoughts. His Old Master had always reprimanded him for... interrupting things. His stitched lips itched at the thought.

HP 18 (to keep note!)