Erin takes the hit hard, crying out. She staggers back and plants her foot firmly. The plate's a loss, pieces everywhere, but the fungus just kinda.
Sticks there.
On her blindfold.
The color rises in Erin's face. The gunpowder haze around her goes off like a gunline, crying havoc on her behalf, crackling and roaring -
"...Very well." Erin puts one hand on the blindfold to hold it there and pulls the fungus off with the other (little threads remain connected to the cloth, and will be a bitch to clean off later) before sticking it gently to the wall where others won't step on it. "...Thank you, regardless. For the gift of life and a home here. For bothering to answer." The gunpowder leaves behind trailing skulls and crossbones, roaring.
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and then is thrown, with some force, directly at her eyes.]
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Erin takes the hit hard, crying out. She staggers back and plants her foot firmly. The plate's a loss, pieces everywhere, but the fungus just kinda.
Sticks there.
On her blindfold.
The color rises in Erin's face. The gunpowder haze around her goes off like a gunline, crying havoc on her behalf, crackling and roaring -
"...Very well." Erin puts one hand on the blindfold to hold it there and pulls the fungus off with the other (little threads remain connected to the cloth, and will be a bitch to clean off later) before sticking it gently to the wall where others won't step on it. "...Thank you, regardless. For the gift of life and a home here. For bothering to answer." The gunpowder leaves behind trailing skulls and crossbones, roaring.
Erin turns to leave.