Post by Nola Vilde on Jan 5, 2018 18:19:14 GMT -5
Training for TTP
Nola paused, her brows lifting just a little when she noticed the woman's question past just the fog that obscured the beast's sight. Anything else? She was a little surprised, the girl had moxy she'd give them that, but then again, this wasn't a bad thing, not in the slightest. "Actually yes. You see I'm going to be making another one of these blades." She explained, referring to the weapon she had been using thus far. " Only a little different. The one I'm about to make is designed to explode when it hits something. So what I'ma need you to do is throw me up at it's face. Then I'll stab it with this sword, then shove the other one into the wound. IT goes boom, and hopefully, so does it's entire head." She paused for a moment, looking at her palm.
" Anything that makes my hands a little mure. ...durable to explosions would be dandy." She murmured, her eyes then focusing on the hollow itself as it began looking around amid that fog, stupid as it was, she doubted it was going to wait forever. It was just a matter of time until the big fucker charged or just started obliterating everything around it. Neither of which was good for either Nola, Shizuka, or the nearby populace. She considered expalining her own....abilities. But she felt....she needed to be a bit witheld for now. Under normal circumstances, she would have been more verbose, but shit had been getting screwy in the world of the living lately. With huse typhoons in the middle of a city, Vandereich clashing, she had no idea how....'well received' soul reapers were. For now, she would accept Shizuka's admission of her own race and deal with it later.
" I'm not gonna lie. If this thing survives this, it could go wild and just start blowing shit up. Me included. So anything you could do. If you have like... any extra explosive things to stuff into it's face. That would be pretty helpful. We really want to make sure this thing dies."