[EVENT] Lavender's Blue [open]

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Characters: anyone and everyone
Location all around town
Date: Night 180
Summary: Kill the sinners or run for your lives.
Warnings: Horror, potential gore and death. Please note more specific warnings in subject lines!

close we will live, dilly dilly
and when we die
both in one grave, dilly dilly
close we will lie

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[ecks]

Wait.

[Ecks hasn't got up from where she's crouched in the doorway, a nagging remembrance from her old training making her slow to act in the face of something that seems easier than she knows it will be. Her face is turned downward and her hand goes out to tentatively reach for something barely seen, carefully, gently feeling in the air --]

There is a trip wire here.

[Does it connect to a trap? Is it, itself, the trap? Are there more? She grips her shovel and stands to carefully step over the line, the first footsteps ginger like she expects to set something off.]

[awwnoun]

Nope. You're pretty easy.

[ Clint does pause, though, when Ecks tells him to. He trusts her judgement. When she grabs at the line, he sort of just grins a little. ]

Nice. Good catch, Ecks. [ He carefully steps over the wire, and lets her go first, lets her figure out if something else is in the way. Conversationally: ] Anyway. I'm not after you, House, as much as I am him. [ Clint points at Stein with his broomstick. ] Eye for an eye, actually.

[circumsutus]

[They've seen the trip wire, but haven't noticed the pit yet, and Stein makes himself more noticeable, spreads out his hands and stands tall and laughs. He's a target, he's making himself a target, he's trying to get one of them to take one more stupid step forward and fall into that hole.]

Well then, come and get it. I'll rip you to pieces! [It's a shout, edged in ragged laughter. Stein is not at all sane right now, and he's itching to shred someone.]

[rubikscomplex]

[Okay. House isn't sure whose side he should be on here. Because Stein sounds like a maniac and House knows he's psychopath even beyond tonight. Then again, it's Clint and Ecks who want to murder him tonight. Temporary alliances. Right.]

Aw, that's sweet, Barton. How about you both step aside and let me out, then. You can take on the Screwball here. He sounds amped for it.

[ecks]

No, Doctor House. You are also dangerous, in a different way.

[She's not happy about the prospect of killing him. Why did he do this? Why could he not use his mind to help instead of trying to ruin everything? She barely looks at him while she speaks, attention focused instead on the giant she knows represents a more immediate threat.]

Clint, divide Doctor Stein's attention.

[That's all the strategizing that will come from her before she steels herself and comes toward the doctors. Focus on disabling Doctor Stein but do not ignore Doctor House and his hammer entirely, get the giant down and worry about hunting down Doctor House if he should run away --

And her foot comes down on the edge of the pit, her heel barely catching as she lets out a cry -- almost just a grunt -- of dismay as she feels her weight come down on empty air.]

[awwnoun]

Gladly. [ Clint hums at Ecks, only before he can really manage to move toward Stein, she nearly falls. Clint is thankfully close enough that he can move quickly, moving the distance to grab Ecks around the waist, trying to pull her back away from the edge of the pit. Please do not fall into the death pit. ]

[circumsutus]

[Shit. So much for that plan.

Stein steps forward, deliberately putting himself between House and the other two.]

I'm still waiting. Don't make me come over there and get you.

[rubikscomplex]

[House isn't waiting. In fact, he'll take advantage of the distraction to lunge forward and sweeps his croquet mallet in a horizontal arc meant to catch one of them in the side and knock them off balance and into the hole. He really wants it to be...

Well, he'd rather one of them fall and the other catch them so that they can focus on that. It will make House's get-away easier. Maybe Stein's if he chooses to leave.]

[ecks]

[Ecks scrambles back with Clint's help, but there's no time to breathe a sigh of relief or to choose a better position from which to attack. Doctor Stein is posturing, but Doctor House --]

Betrayer.

[Her shovel comes up to parry the attack and is jarred from her hand, clattering away into the hole as House's mallet strikes a now glancing blow on her torso. She lunges for him, forgetting her own strategy -- she has never fought two at once before, never seriously fought anyone who fought back. She aims to strike him in the throat; he has lost her her weapon, but she means to take his.]

[awwnoun]

[ Clint watches the mallet slam into the shovel and immediately hisses, because the shovel was going to be the upper hand here, but - it's fine, he's still got his broomstick. Ecks takes care of House just fine, and Clint squares up against Stein, making sure he doesn't have his back to the hole as he moves in, down and then up, aiming to jab the sharpened end of the broomstick into Stein. ]

Ecks, don't let him make you angry -- [ Clint calls to her, even as he's focusing his attack at Stein. ]

[circumsutus]

[As distracted and exhausted as Stein is, he's also battle-trained and working with a lifetime of experience. He's been killing since before his age hit double digits, and he's not worried about this fight.

A jab is easy enough to counter, can be countered in a myriad of ways. Right now, he chooses to grab the broom and pull forward in a bid to unbalance his smaller opponent.]

[rubikscomplex]

[House is not a hand-to-hand fighter. He's not a fighter, in general, and he's weak from slow starvation. There are two things he has on his side, though, a longer reach, and fear-fueled reflexes. The doctor drops his mallet so that he can raise both hands in a stop motion to halt Ecks' lunge.

The mallet clatters onto the ground between them as the force of Ecks' attack pushes him back.]

You're the one who's trying to freaking murder me!

[ecks]

[Fortunately for House, Ecks isn't much of a hand-to-hand fighter, either. Without a weapon she is clumsy; she delivers an awkward (if forceful) shove rather than the precise strike it would take to do real damage.

Unfortunately for House, he's just given up his grip on the thing she's actually after.]

Sinner! Taker! Destroyer!

[Ecks all but drops to the floor, grasping for the mallet, knowing she has to be fast, so fast to pick it up before he can regain his balance and stop her. If she can she'll strike at his legs and sweep him off his feet with his own weapon to give herself an opening to extricate herself from this fight and rejoin Clint against Doctor Stein.

Doctor House will not get very far while they finish off Doctor Stein.]