[His mind whirs. Plotting against a version of himself is like admitting to certain weaknesses that he'd rather not; but this is an unusual situation, and he just wants to shut him up.]
He's focused on me. He'll stay that way -- fixated, obsessed. I can be a distraction, and you skewer him when he isn't looking.
[When an aspect of oneself represents insecurities and the like, Henry will of course want to kill it dead — denial of what it’s spewing or otherwise.
So, without saying much more, he steps forward, closing the space between himself and his Shadow. He rounds his side to give Cyllene and opening and uses his abilities to lift a huge piece of graveyard rubble and fling it right at Vecna.
The Shadow stops it with a lift of his hand, and the rubble hovers between them precariously. This will… not go well if it’s one-on-one, clearly, but that’s not the point, is it? Maybe Cyllene has an opening now?]
[ Maybe she does! She's moving swiftly and yes, she is from a Pokemon world but she's more of a threat than her Pokemon could ever be. So while the Shadow is focusing on Henry, she's slipping in to try and slip her blade right into his chest from behind.
The sword skewers right through, which makes Henry give his Shadow a sharp, unkind smile. Good.
Meanwhile, Vecna lets out a cry of anger, but it isn't felled so much as highly inconvenienced. The Shadow turns around to whip out a clawed hand at her.]
[Henry's Shadow doesn't catch her in his claws, meeting only air. Henry himself pushes the rubble held mid-air straight into him, and the creature stumbles from the collision.]
Skewer him again, Cyllene.
[This is how one deals with internal issues, right!!]
[Vecna moves to catch the blade in his clawed hand; whether or not it cuts through his palm barely seems to concern him.
But there's still a large chunk of rubble being held mid-air with Henry's powers -- he sends it colliding into Vecna's back, and the monster stumbles forward, open once more for a follow-up attack.]
[The combination attack is effective enough; though this version of Henry cannot be defeated through physical means alone, it doesn’t mean they can’t deter “Vecna” for now.
The sword slices one of the tendrils at his neck, and Vecna stumbles back in pain, growling out in anger. It lifts a hand to telekinetically fling Cyllene… right into Henry.]
She crashes into him and they go flying back a few feet, unceremoniously, to land in a painful heap in the ground. At least he wasn't stabbed.]
Get. Off.
[Pinned to the ground with her body weight atop him. It's the perfect time for Vecna to make a sudden disappearance like Henry was once wont to do. How annoying.]
[He pulls himself back to his feet, a little worse for wear, but there's a sense of satisfaction in knowing that they've fended off that twisted (more accurate) version of himself.]
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How good are you with that blade?
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He's focused on me. He'll stay that way -- fixated, obsessed. I can be a distraction, and you skewer him when he isn't looking.
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Very well. I'll await an opening.
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So, without saying much more, he steps forward, closing the space between himself and his Shadow. He rounds his side to give Cyllene and opening and uses his abilities to lift a huge piece of graveyard rubble and fling it right at Vecna.
The Shadow stops it with a lift of his hand, and the rubble hovers between them precariously. This will… not go well if it’s one-on-one, clearly, but that’s not the point, is it? Maybe Cyllene has an opening now?]
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T-teamwork?! ]
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The sword skewers right through, which makes Henry give his Shadow a sharp, unkind smile. Good.
Meanwhile, Vecna lets out a cry of anger, but it isn't felled so much as highly inconvenienced. The Shadow turns around to whip out a clawed hand at her.]
Why do you bother to help him?
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I simply felt like it, that's all.
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Skewer him again, Cyllene.
[This is how one deals with internal issues, right!!]
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[ She's already moving back in for a second strike. ]
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But there's still a large chunk of rubble being held mid-air with Henry's powers -- he sends it colliding into Vecna's back, and the monster stumbles forward, open once more for a follow-up attack.]
I'm just encouraging you.
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[ she yanks her blade free, gripping the hilt with one hand and lashing out in a wide, sweeping stroke for Vecna's neck this time. ]
But I've noted it!
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The sword slices one of the tendrils at his neck, and Vecna stumbles back in pain, growling out in anger. It lifts a hand to telekinetically fling Cyllene… right into Henry.]
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She can't really do anything about that, so.
Sorry, Henry. She'll at least make sure she doesn't accidentally stab you. ]
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She crashes into him and they go flying back a few feet, unceremoniously, to land in a painful heap in the ground. At least he wasn't stabbed.]
Get. Off.
[Pinned to the ground with her body weight atop him. It's the perfect time for Vecna to make a sudden disappearance like Henry was once wont to do. How annoying.]
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He's escaped.
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Maybe he's gone for good.
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