OOC: To be fair, Mystic was already a semi-recurring NPC for a while now, so the similarities would have still been there either way.
I also immediatly dislike Mystic since the "blind but can see through their power" was a gimmick I was going to use for one of my NPC's. Today just isn't my day *is grumpy*
But don't worry, you can still salvage the guy, he just needs a few tweaks. Let's see... we've already got a blind psychic, a deaf psychic, a paralyzed psychic, that leaves... uh... a psychic with no sense of smell? No taste buds? All I've got, sorry.
The darkness was coming once again, and this time Fade didn't think he could fight it. By this point, he wasn't even sure he wanted to. He'd gotten them this far, fought a blasted war just to get to this point, given everything in his power - literally, considering that phasing stunt and all - to see the team to safety. Fade had confidence they'd be able to make it this last leg, and if they didn't, at least he gave it his all. Fade could die comfortably in the knowledge he'd at least tried.
No, wait. Screw that.
Fade forced his eyes open, eying one of Esp's stolen lasers, knocked to the ground by the latest impact. What use was all that effort even for, if he wasn't going to see it through to the end? He'd see the others to safety, then he could worry about dying. Fighting every urge to lay down and die, Fade started to drag himself across the floor, fingers clasped around the laser as if it were the only thing in the world left to cling to. He pulled himself to the wall, grasping with one arm for support.
And slowly, fighting aching, splitting pain with every movement, Fade hauled himself back up to his feet.
Even after all that, just staying up right was a monumental effort. Fade staggered back down towards the ramp, nearly collapsing a few times. But Fade knew he couldn't let that happen; he didn't have the strength to pull himself back up again, and then there was no option other than death. Propping himself against the wall for support, Fade aimed the laser out the ramp, towards the oncoming missiles. He couldn't do anything about the debris, he couldn't risk another phase like that. He'd just have to hope Loadstone or one of the others could clear a safe path.
Fade took aim with the laser, pointed at the closest of the oncoming missiles. Thankfully, despite its alien design the controls were easy enough to understand; they probably had to be, considering they were meant for Technax's drones. Fade let forth a burst of plasma, spraying bolts of light towards the oncoming missile, aiming to detonate it early, damage the tracking system, blow out its engines, anything to get it off their tale. In this instance, Fade's shaky aim was working in his favor; its tracking systems would no doubt avoid the first few shots, but the wide, erratic spray of Fade's shooting meant it was unlikely to dodge one bolt without flying straight into another.
Edited by Chronicler of Ko-Koro, Nov 10 2011 - 11:40 AM.