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It ups his baseline though.

That was post "I'm chargin' my nuclear laser".

tl;dr if gravity is dummy thicc enough, not even light can resist it.

"It's like a muscle... or whatever." Vivian gestured vaguely. "Usually just light cigarettes, dispose of them so I'm not ruining the environment more than I already am, blah blah. Quick, easy, low...

Vivian seemed tobe ignoring him for the moment... until a single finger pushed up the brim of her big hat and a smoky eye regarded him coldly. "This here bar ain't big 'nuff fur th' two'vus." Came...

Walls were a bit crusty, seats smelled like old ass on a hot day... but she could smoke, and there was meat and booze. "Heaven, or close enough..." Vivian muttered, before snapping her finger several...

"Medium rare, prefer a steak but I'm not picky: meat is meat. Whisky if you got it, too." Vivian said, before asking. "It safe to smoke in here, or I gotta go outside?"

Vivian was quick to take a bar seat. Slapping her battered "ID" on the counter, not caring whether or not it was necessary; before exclaiming somewhat softly to the nearest barkeep. "Meat please."

I do appreciate how it's not simply "Kong vs. Godzilla". It's, "Kong with a LOT of help vs. Godzilla".

Makes it slightly more believable.

Vivian, upon being informed of the Cattail Grill's existence, gave Debra a hug before quickly hustling toward it.

Food Angels, like Truck Stop Magic, were not to be taken for granted.

I mean ignoring the rest of it... wasn't Fleetwood Mac able to track everyone down to the Truck Stop?

"VIVIAN." Came the shout from down the stairwell.

Vivian darts past the strange ghost-lady with superstrength and offers her a nod of appreciation before disappearing down the stairwell.

Though there was a faint, it present hum that sounded like:...

I think that's maybe the point?

Here's hoping he breaks free of his shackles and does what the name implies. MAKES WITH THE GORE, MAN.

I'm in.

/limit

Lighting up quickly, Vivian handed the lighter back. "Thanks. Magic's on the fritz."



"Means there's food."

With that, Vivian made her way to the door.

Vivian sucked on her cheek for a second before shrugging. "... got a point there. Guess we should figure it out, yea?" Standing on the rooftop of wherever they were, the woman tried to get a sense of...

Got a lady that turns into a swarm of bugs (could be bees who knows!); and you wanna balk at the paranormal aspects.

Humans these days.

Vivan made sure her hat was properly positioned, before attempting to light a cigarette... only for her fingers to fail to produce a spark. "... damn." It took a lot out of her, [Witchcraft]; though...

The Candyman can.

Vivian landed wherever you want her to, lol

He must've finished the newest Love Live.

Now imagine this.

Spireward just following Banespell around, chopping his hands off whenever Held restores them.

I guess I'm more confused by the first thing.

How is that possible. Why.

"That is why I'm here, yes." Inanna said. "Didn't come for a vacation."