[At a momentary loss, IV can only give a rigid nod before he darts into the nearest store. It's shocking that Rio decided against using the lapis, and the fact that she did propels him to move faster with a greater sense of urgency. The elves may not be after him, but it isn't his well-being he's concerned about. He cost her her trump card.
With his luck, there's not much in the store that can be used as a weapon. There's a fairly tall stool behind the counter, though, and he decides that that's good enough. He hooks his hands around two of its legs, and then, stepping out toward the nearest elf, swings.
The jacks scatter across the floor as the elf holding it, struck by the seat of the stool, goes airborne. It's about the best IV can do.]
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With his luck, there's not much in the store that can be used as a weapon. There's a fairly tall stool behind the counter, though, and he decides that that's good enough. He hooks his hands around two of its legs, and then, stepping out toward the nearest elf, swings.
The jacks scatter across the floor as the elf holding it, struck by the seat of the stool, goes airborne. It's about the best IV can do.]