<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/25/Calcifermini.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Calcifer<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside the door<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Bodyblocking flying objects, currently under attack by sweets<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Robin (+ Kay), Mirabelle, Open<br/><hr/><br/>As the trilling sound filled the room, Cal felt his arms break out into a bit of<del>Swanna-flesh</del>gooseflesh, and he winced against it while not covering his ears. His grimace was clear as day though, and he tried to look around for the source since it was clear that it belonged to neither of them. But the haughty laughter as the other shoe dropped caused his eye to twitch, and he was left feeling sluggish as the effects kicked in, making him go from one of the quickest in the room to the slowest.<br/><br/><strong>"Well, seems you were right about them not leaving,"</strong>he grumbled out, and crimson eyes blazed as the temptation to just start firing off attacks presented itself. He resisted however, not wanting to accidentally hit the kid should any of his flames miss their mark. Instead Calcifer's impressive bulk was still good for something, since even if he wasn't fast enough to throw a punch, the Charizard took to acting almost as a shield when some of the larger objects went flying.<br/><br/>The Primeape seemed to have a similar idea as him, but while she was fighting back against the objects and going on the offensive, he stuck to being on the defensive as they slowly grappled with the idea of whatever was going on. The room should run out of things to throw sooner or later, but his distaste of the sweets notwithstanding, it was a shame to watch as those got flung about as well.<strong>"Some welcome party this turned out to be,"</strong>he laughed out despite everything, almost as if doing so to taunt whatever was in the room with them. It may have been more effective if he hadn't just taken a cake to the lower body, resulting in a soft<em>oof</em>as the dessert exploded and smeared across his body. At least it hadn't been one of the tables or chairs. Yet.