Celrie bounces on her heals as the telegator is sent reeling from her psionic attack. Flipping up and over, to land on it's back with a hard thud and a puff of snow. "Teach you to snap at me.." she mumbles, before taking a moment to admire her handy work. The telegator truly was a fearsome creature, it's long powerful body laid out before her. Strong muscled tail, soft, expandable underbelly, why Celrie silently gasps as she realizes such a creature would have no problem fitting one, two, or possibly even more meal's her size into it's expansive gut. Of course this gator would not have the luxury of filling it's belly, not after it attacked her anyways. Even so, a part of Celrie is tempted to kneel down and give it a pat. It did seem soft on the underside, and the gator on it's back in the snow, almost looked cute with it's little stubby legs curled in on itself. The battle at large, coupled with the fact the reptile was covered in sticky goo were more than enough for her to pass on such an opportunity however.<br/><br/>Hearing Arcea call out to her to retreat, Celrie turns her gaze away from the gator, focusing once more on the battle as a whole, both gators where down, so that was a relief, she'd not have to worry anymore about them popping up behind her, or more importantly Arcea, especially while she was busy dealing with the mechanized junk heap. The artillery was still a threat of course, as where the twin crossbow users near the coon she'd sent a kiss towards mere moments ago, but those she'd get to in time. Her next priority was seeing to aiding Arcea in her battle against the mech. A mech, that, as she recalls Maribel had said to be piloted, by a drunken fellow, perhaps this she could use to her advantage.....  "But I want to stay close to you! I can help.....and...they're shooting big guns back in that direction!" The elven entertainer explains. Celrie huddling in on herself as she glances over her shoulder, she sure didn't want to move anywhere near the areas the artillery was going off, and wished she could snuggle in behind the warrior catgirl for protection....but with her actively fighting as she was, Celrie frowns realizing that wasn't such a good idea. She'd have to help her win this fight!<br/><br/>Before she can put anymore thought into aiding Arcea the twitch of the downed gator's tail catches her eye. The hungry reptile wasn't quite out! Sure enough as she looks at it once more, it's gnawing at the air and shifting every so slightly amidst the snow. The gator was still alive, and seemed to be on the verge of coming too, why this simply wouldn't do! A human, perhaps, could be expected to know better than to get up from such a blast and come right back at her... but a trained psi beast, and a hungry gator no less...she just couldn't take the chance of it getting up and lunging for her or Arcea again. A part of her felt bad for what she had to do, Psi beasts where quite a commodity after all, and trained as they where these gator's she wagered were worth more than the weapons of the enemy and piloted tin can combined.  She huffs in slight irritation. "Gator, you need to stay down." she mutters as she unleashes another shot of energy into it's body, this one only slightly less flashy as pink little stars, rotate around the down gator's head for several seconds, before detonating in a focused blast.<br/><br/>The moment she was sure the gator was down for good, be it alive or dead Celrie shoots their handler an apologetic shrug. "Looks like they finally learned..." she calls out, joining in with Arcea as they taunt the coon. Though Celrie's was a little more sympathetic, the elves eyes meeting the handler's as she ran, wondering just what she could be thinking, as far as Celrie could tell the chubby coon had been content to sit back and let her pets take care of the fighting. She didn't seem to have any weapons in hand, well aside from the leashes the gator's had once been attached to. Could she simply be rushing headlong into danger simply to save her gators...or did she have something up her sleeve? Celrie can't help but wonder as she watches the coon girl curiously.<br/><br/>[[ using another 2 power points to pew the gator one more time ]]<br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/358974">gator pews take 2</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d12</span><span style="font-weight: bold">2</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/358975">gator pews take 2 (wild)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">6</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/358976">gator pews take 2 (ace)</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">3</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/358977">gator pews take 2 dmg</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">4d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">13</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://orokos.com/roll/358978">damage ace</a>:<span style="text-decoration: underline">1d6</span><span style="font-weight: bold">4</span><br/><br/><br/>end result should be a 9 to hit and 17 in damage