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Chi-Chi's eyes narrow, but she backs up, axe in a neutral position.
When Lorenzo whips Creig's head off --"Hey!"-- t'Nee immediately drops the half foot down from the top of the wall of force to the top of the seamster's dummy, although it meets him halfway as Unit levitates it upward.
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Seeing the barrier drop, Unit lets go of the dummy and pulls the cloak to his hand.
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The cloak whips toward Unit, and the moment his hands grasp it, a bell and sirens begin to ring and balloons fall from the ceiling.
"Team 1 wins," Stef says, noncommitally, as disembodied voices cheer. The door opens and she walks in, waving with a bored demeanor. "Let's talk to our winners."
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Lorenzo sets Creig down, giving him a light dusting after. After clearing his throat, and giving an ear a couple whaps, he nods, then looks to Creig.
"You should go thank Jenn now, by the way. My next plan was tearing your throat out with my teeth."
He smiles as he gives Creig a light pat on the shoulder, moving to check and see if the other two students had pulses still. If they do, he pours his health potion down the girl's throat since she was likely the squishier of the two, being a caster, and therefore more likely to die in the near future. Then he waves to Stef.
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t'Nee grins at Chi-Chi and offers her a slice of roast bullywug he'd stashed.
A keen observer may note that he pointedly avoids looking at Kel, even though the toasted pixie smells absolutely delicious.
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Sarah smirks at Chi-Chi and Creig as she stows her cannon and walks towards the door, confident in her victory.
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Jennifer waved about, still unsure where any scry sensors were. Before she left the room though, she picked up Creig's hat, dusted it off slightly and went up holding it out for him to take.
"Uh, here. I hope there's no hard feelings, and I didn't know if this was important to you or anything. Good Game?"
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Chi-Chi gladly takes the bullywug meat and chomps on it.
Mitzi coughs and sits up. "Ugh. Kickin' your ass, Creig."
Creig shakes his head. "They gave the stupid thing to me and told me I'd lose if I took it off. I'm way too cool for a lame red hat."
"Our winning team gains the Cloak of the Progenitors, which... Boss, this is a +1 cloak of protection, do we have to act like this is something?"
"Stef!"
"Whatever. Our guests also win a Staff of the Adder, courtesy Nelander's Staff Shop, where every staff is mass-produced, and a Decanter of Endless Cola. Cormyr Cola, the most refreshing cola in the core worlds. And the total cash winnings for today's expedition of 550 gold pieces. How do you attribute your victory today?" she asks Lorenzo, putting a wand in his face.
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Catching the cloak, Unit flicks his hand to the side, seeming to throw it away, only for it to settle around his shoulders.
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As Lorenzo helps Mitzi up gently, he looks surprised at the wand in his face before giving a grin.
"Well, home field advantage and trusting the folks in your corner go a long way in things like this. But really, everyone here, their skills and talents, is responsible for the victory today. Also a healthy amount of violence."
He gently scoops up Kel, before tossing Chi-Chi some snake ration too.
"That said, only seems sporting to help these guys back up after. Speaking of, anyone able to keep Kel from bleeding out?"