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[ He's dreaming. He has to be.

But even once Valmont's done rubbing his eyes in disbelief, they're still there. All twelve talismans, lined up nice and neat on his nightstand.

Well then. He still doesn't know what's going on with this world, but if it brought the talismans here, to him... he might not dislike it quite so much as he did before.

And so, if you see a guy this weekend levitating around town, occasionally shooting fire out of his hands and/or laser beams out of his eyes, and looking giddier than anyone here has ever seen him... Well. That's probably V. Feel free to talk to him/try to keep him from blowing up something of yours. He's in a good mood. He might listen. ]

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[ He laughs triumphantly as Nagi teleports away. Teach him to try to take on Valmont! Right, and the talismans. Those too. ]

Oh, I'm fairly sure I do.

[ Bzzt. There goes another heat blast. Hope your reflexes are just as quick the second time, kid. ]

[Kevin has that effect on people.

Also, wow, that sure is a hole in the ground. Kevin claps his hands together, looking rather happy with what he was seeing. Notably, he didn't even flinch when Valmont used laserbeam.]

Well, isn't that just something. You know, ever since I woke up here, in this strange, desert-less place, with my little buddy her. [He gestured softly to his Mawile, who was shyly poking out from behind her trainer's leg.] I'm just so... happy with everything I've been experiencing!

[He flashes a wide smile.] Hi there. Kevin, from Desert Bluff's community radio?

[Nagi doesn't even have to say anything, because now his Pokemon are ready for it. He feels the familiar shift of the ground beneath his feet as he's teleported again, but instead of moving away, he moves closer.

Inches away from Valmont, in fact.

His hand shoots out again with enough force to break concrete, but instead of touching him the force that strikes Valmont is invisible, but has every bit of the energy behind it that a real punch might.

You must be joking if you think he's going to actually put his hands on you.]

[ Well, we can't all teleport out of the way, can we? Also, there's the little fact that he wasn't expecting that at all. So Nagi's punch connects - as much it can without involving physical contact. The point is, ow. That hurt, though the pain begins fading almost immediately. Valmont doesn't make it a habit to be grateful to Shendu, but in this instance he's glad the demon saw fit to make one of his talismans a healing one.

Well. If the boy is going to get physical, so can he. Valmont retaliates with a punch of his own - one with several times more force behind it than you'd expect from a normal human. Having a super-strength talisman is rather useful too, come to that. ]

I'm glad I could serve as your entertainment, I suppose. [ The excessive cheerfulness is still freakish, but he'll take "freakishly cheerful" over "freakishly attempting to kill him" any day. ]

Desert Bluffs? [ He tilts his head, eyes fading to their normal blue. ] I can't say I've heard of you. You wouldn't happen to be based in California? [ Though even if he is, it won't make Valmont any more likely to have heard of him. He doesn't listen to a lot of radio. ]

[Unfortunately for Nagi, physical combat isn't something he usually partakes in. He's more used to knocking people around before they can get close enough to strike, and seeing as he's too far away from Neba and Uchi to be teleported, he takes the punch solidly in the chest. And, what's more unfortunate in his case, he does not have the powers of healing on his side.

For the first time in what feels like forever, Nagi feels his body give as he's sent staggering back, quite literally knocked out of the air to land hard on his feet. His hand rests against the front of his shirt in a gesture more of disbelief than pain. He's felt far, far worse.

He wasn't going to kill Valmont. But now?

That may be what looks like a bench rising into the air, only to be sent hurtling right at him. Or, he might be imagining it. Either way, if he doesn't do something, he's going to get a face full of metal.]

Oh, it's not just my entertainment, though it's very kind of you to think that. I'm sure there's other people around here that want to thank you for making this a very interesting day.

[Kevin shrugged nonchalantly, taking a moment to adjust his bloodstained tie.] Oh, heavens no. We're more eastern than that. Although, Desert Bluffs doesn't tend to exist in just one place. It's also part of the Greater Desert Bluffs Metropolitan area, connected to a town formerly known as Night Vale.

[More smiles.] But that's over now, all thanks to Strexcorp, which I am also a representative of.

[ He was prepared for this one. Well, sort of. He wasn't prepared to have a bench thrown at his face, necessarily, but he knew the boy was going to try to do something else to him. So, while he still can't teleport, he can do the next best thing - and that's super-speed out of there, leaving the bench to crash harmlessly in his wake. Well. "Harmlessly" is a relative term. Hopefully it didn't hit any onlookers.

Hmm. Speed and levitation add up to something that feels remarkably similar to flight. He's going to have to play around with that - after this fight, of course. Gaining a little altitude, he raises his left hand - the one with the dragon talisman in it. Nagi is about to have a huge burst of flame coming his way. How about a little fire, scarecrow? ]

[DS doesn't budge. He lets the flames engulf him. A few moments later after Valmont ceases his attack, there's a giant blast that fires up towards the sky and the wizard hovers there, completely unscathed.]

... Is that really the best you can do?

[Nagi ignores the pain in his chest as best he can for the time being, gritting his teeth as the bench goes sailing past it's target. The desire to see him ground into the pavement grows with every little smirk and sneer that he catches crossing Valmont's expression, punctuating the ache in his ribs.

TELEPORT

He's still far from his Pokemon, and the move reaches him seconds too late. The boy blinks out of existence only to reappear a few yards away, his right leg giving out beneath him. The very same happens to be on fire.

Uchi lets out an uncharacteristic cry of shock as she rushes forward to blast the flames away with the force of her own telekinetic attack before the flames can crawl up his body. She doesn't have a chance to actually lift Nagi off his feet as he stands on his own, the material of his pants blackened on one side and partially burned away near the cuff.

Without breaking stride, Nagi sweeps his arms forward in an attempt to use his telekinesis to freeze Valmont where he is, grab him, slam him into the ground, building, anything.]

[ The thing about super speed? It tends to only work if you can actually move. Which Valmont suddenly finds he can't do. At all. What did the boy just - ]

Wh- Let me go! [ He can't even struggle, though it's not for lack of trying. And oh no, that is the ground coming up very fast, isn't it -

His head bounces off the pavement with a solid thunk. It's a very good thing for him that the horse talisman doesn't need conscious thought to activate, because he would have been in no state to think for a while. As it is, however, the talisman does begin working as soon as he's injured, patching up that little concussion. He should be fine in a minute... but in the meantime, he's wide open to anything else Nagi should wish to throw at him. ]

Er.

[ It kind of was. But all right, maybe he's just immune to fire. Let's see how immune he is to laser eyes. ]

I didn't intend for this to be entertaining for anyone, actually. "Terrifying" was more what I was aiming for. [ He looks a bit put out. ] But I suppose I'll take what I can get.

Strex...what? [ More things he's never heard of. ] What does your, er, company purport to do?

[Don't mind Crocker he looks a bit jealous there aren't any fairy godparents in his clutches right now.]

Mmmm.. Impressive.

Care to explain what those little pieces of stone are?

[Don't worry Valmont there's no thought of stealing them.]

[Nagi doesn't smile, not this time. Instead he slowly walks forward while pinning Valmont to the ground, watching and listening as his skull hits the ground. Seeing as he's done enough that would have reduced an ordinary man to unconsciousness long before now, he knows better than to let his sudden stillness fool him.

He stops when he's standing near Valmont again, staring down at him with an expression crossed between frustration and disgust. If he didn't have those talismans, Nagi would have easily been able to kill him by now. ...Perhaps. What he said to Tsukiyama before now comes back to him full force.

If that is the case, death may be assumed to not be permanent...though I don't know what would happen if you were injured badly, but not badly enough to die from it.]

You are a fool.

[He hisses, tightening his grip around Valmont with a force bearing down on his chest, so hard that hair-line cracks in the pavement begin to shoot out all around him. It would be easy to snap his neck like all the rest, but those talismans may very well just be able to heal him from something like that. So, Nagi stands there in thought, trying to think of what he would like to do with him.

Nearby he spots a mailbox. Far heavier than the bench, made entirely out of steel. He doesn't move a hand this time, the box uprooting itself from the ground seemingly of its own accord to hover just above Valmont's head.

If Valmont doesn't wake up to see what's about to happen, Nagi is going to test his theory that you can be damaged so much and not actually fully die from it. ...Or at least enough to trigger this world's mechanism of non-death.]

[That restaurant those ridiculous powers are being used on?]

[France is running straight out of it, waving a rolling pin and looking very irate.]

Excuse me! Excuse me! I know you are likely very happy to have whatever your powers are back but would you please stop that--I'm in the middle of making puff pastry!

[ Valmont wasn't conscious to hear Nagi's insult, sadly, or we would have been treated to him trying to sputter more denials. But his eyes do drag themselves open in time to see...

Oh. That's interesting. Mailboxes don't usually hover like that. They especially don't usually hover like that above his head oh bugger. He was in the middle of something, wasn't he. So even though he has a slowly fading headache and he would really like to just lie here for a bit, he supposes he'd better get up and keep fighting.

...And he can't move. This situation just got a whole lot less desirable. His gaze shifts to Nagi, and oh no, that look on his face wasn't really something he wanted to ever be graced with either. It dawns on him that it may not have been a great idea to make the boy this angry. Because yes, he can't die, and he can heal, but that won't make whatever Nagi's planning to do to him any less painful. ]

I don't suppose you'd like to talk this over...?

[ Someone else come to admire/bow before him? This day keeps getting better. Even if the person in question does seem a bit... Well. Odd, would be a charitable way of putting it. ]

What, these old things? [ He casually blasts another hole in the ground. ] These would be the talismans. Do hold your applause.

[ Ridiculous? Excuse you, France. You meant amazing. Natural mistake. ]

Ah! [ Valmont might have carried on, but upon recognizing who exactly it is brandishing a rolling pin at him, he lowers his blasting hand. ] Mr... Francis, isn't it? I'm so glad we could finally meet. I wasn't aware you were a baker.

[ Please, don't mind the destruction all around him. It's casual chat time! ]

[It's all the same with people like this. They are all bark and no bite, and when they're down they'll beg and plead that their own life be spared. Just the way Valmont says that fills him with anger, his fingers curling slightly as the pressure on his chest increases and the box lifts higher.

Just behind Nagi, his Pokemon watch, stricken. Neba knows better than to intervene, but Uchi has gotten to the point where she doesn't entirely care what Nagi does to her. But she can't stand by and watch him murder this man.

The box comes crashing down with all the force of a speeding car and strikes Valmont solidly in the head, but before it can completely fall and crush his skull, a feminine shout rings through Nagi's head so hard and so violently that he stops before he can lift the box and bring it crashing down again. Now it hovers over Valmont's head once more as the boy stands there, quietly. He doesn't intend to stop, but he's been distracted. What's more, all of his psychic energy has been focused on the mailbox, and for the moment Valmont's body has been freed.]

Edited 2014-11-29 19:21 (UTC)

[France is noticeably thrown for a moment, standing there with the rolling pin still held like a mace.]

Where did you learn that name? I haven't introduced myself as Francis in a long time.

[He stopped doing that as it caused too much confusion, and the people who called him that have nearly all left this place.]

Should I not be calling you that? Ivan seemed to think it was your name. I admit I found myself a bit disbelieving, given that - well, France, Francis, it's hardly original, is it? But he was fairly clear on that point.

[France blinks once.]

Oh, yes. Ivan.

[He lowers the rolling pin, his free hand coming up to cup his cheek as he smiles, more than a little wistfully.]

He does look so much like Russia.

[He laughs a little, shaking his head.]

No, it isn't very original, but it's not like I named myself. It's perfectly fine for you to call me either: I was just surprised.

[His expression quirks and he motions back to the restaurant that has noticeable damage.]

It's not everyday you're interrupted by--well, whatever it is you were doing.

[ At this point, two things happen in quick succession.

First, Valmont briefly experiences the worst pain he's ever felt in his life before blessedly slipping unconscious again. Doubtless he would have appreciated the ability to move if he were awake to take advantage of it, but alas, right now that's not happening.

Second, a Servine materializes into view, yet another talisman clutched tightly in its leafy paws (three guesses as to whether or not it's the invisibility talisman), and charges at the back of Nagi's legs. How dare you hurt his trainer, you... you jerk! ]

[While his slightly burnt leg already isn't doing him many favors in keeping him standing upright, the hit to the back of the legs is enough to knock Nagi off balance. He falls hard to one knee, the mailbox dropping to the concrete a hair shy of the side of Valmont's head. With how splintered and broken the ground has become, someone is going to have to be doing a lot of cleanup to the poor town after all this.

He wheels around to grab whatever hit him- or, at least he would if he could see it.]

What?!

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