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As instructed, Lucy approached the Larvark. Hesitant at first, she reached out in an attempt to pet the creature and show she was of no threat.

Charisma 1d20-2 : 8 - 2, total 6

Level 5 Blessing 1d100 : 36, total 36

Level 10 Blessing 1d100 : 18, total 18

Level 15 Blessing 1d100 : 7, total 7

Level 20 Blessing 1d100 : 33, total 33

Lucy gabbed her things and stuffed most of it back in the bag, except the small item that asked if she wanted to apply the skin. She used the prompt and sure enough it applied the skin over her current clothes, much like how one in the game would. However, compared to the skinny jeans and loose sweater from before, her outfit took on a much more dynamic and fantasy like design.

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Her outfit now, consisting of a sort of long black jacket that wrapped around her frame, high boots, belts and even her hair tied in a pony tail. It was light, but decently warm, despite now showing off far more skin then her previous clothes. Taking a moment to observe it, Lucy came to the conclusion that though it was a bit showy, she indeed liked it. "Sexy and bad ass. I like it." She looked over to Josh, who had his own skin on now. Even if they were just skins, it made them look the part of heroes at least. With it they would blend in with their new companions as well.

New outfit aside, it would be more or less time for them to move on from their current location. May was urging them as well as her soldiers to move. Lucy looked at Josh and nodded. "I don't see a reason not to join in. Ask for my name, you may address me as Lucy. No hero Lucy or anything, either. Just Lucy will suffice." Lucy noticed that Josh had decided to go with the same name as his avatar, since he now looked the part. It made sense and to a degree she was a bit glad he did so. Calling him Josh in his current body wouldn't really fit right and being a name she was familiar with, would make it easy to remember and use in conversation. With the introductions out of the way, they would follow May to whatever this larvark thing was. She assumed it was some sort of riding animal or steed of sorts, since the women motioned for her soldiers to return to steeds. Only thing that worried Lucy was...how do we ride it? Cars, bikes, even a short ride on a horse, trains, other modern modes of transportation. These were the things Lucy understood in terms of riding and driving. However if she was going to be placed on some strange animal, there was no way she was taking the reins. A bit anxious, she pointed to Rei. "Whatever it is, you're driving, country boy...err girl." Her voice was strict and unwavering, despite her slight correction. A sign that Lucy was not going to give Rei any wiggle room in the already resolved dispute in her head. She would ride bitch the entire trip to wherever, until she felt comfortable with whatever it was she was about to mount, if it even was a mount. Though she had strong doubts that in an area of demons and battles, a carriage awaited them.

Lucy's next focus would be her stats on the status page. For whatever reason, she instinctively tried to grab the screen. Perhaps try to drag or use it sort of like a tablet of sorts. In VR games, most menus and screens are intractable. Lucy would be able to drag, toss around, open, close, the works. However she had no idea how such things worked here. This is life now. Her skin worked like it would in a game, but at the same time, it was a prompt while she held it. When she tried to touch the screen though, nothing. Her hand went right through it. Well I can't touch it I guess. Damn. I was hoping to fiddle around and see what I could do. It looked like I had little plus signs next to my stats and the feed said I leveled up. Wait, how do I level up? Lucy looked over to Rei and then over to May as they walked, biting her thumb lightly as she thought to herself. Is it strange to ask them how I level? I mean this is life for them, so do they interact with things similar to us? Leaning over to Rei, she whispered. "Uhhhh, any ideas on how we level up and use our stats?" Lucy was really hoping for some form of answer. They didn't even need to use their levels right away, but if they ran into another demon patrol, or some sort of monster, it would be nice to have use of everything they had. Matter of fact...if there were to be a fight, did they even have weapons? They didn't know how to use skills either. The others would certainly expect them to fight, being heroes and all. Lucy had to ask the golden question in her head. "Uhh...May, do you have spear weapons for us by chance? We can't deal with threats empty handed."

[Squish]

Things were way out of whack now, Lucy thought to herself, still a little shocked with the current situation. It seemed that indeed, this girl she was looking at was her friend Josh. How? Who knows? Her guess was probably no one, except maybe the cowboy from earlier, who was now no longer present. Certainly not the girl who apparently brought them there. Heck she didn't even know why there was two of them, let alone why anything else of them. Getting on her hands and knees, Lucy crawled close to Josh and looked him over while he chatted with the cat girl. Feminine figure, soft melodious voice, waist, bust...bust. She reached out and poked at Josh's chest. Squish Yup, those are breasts, she thought, now getting a full handful. She let go and checked herself. She was still all there. Nothing about her seemed to change at all from what she could briefly detail. Not only that, but even this female form of Josh seemed somewhat familiar, like she had seen it before. Sure, she didn't realize it with the initial shock, but his female form looked like something she knew. Was it...his avatar? Ears, general looks, basic body type and form. It seemed to fit, but seeing it now, compared to VR felt different. It was then that she finally looked past Josh's body situation and saw the bag next to him. Turning around, she saw that she had one as well. Grabbing it, she turned and listened to what Josh and the girl had been saying for a change.

Hmmm, status huh? She figured it was her best shot at something, aside from the bag and she did note the green screen from moments before. It would only make sense to investigate. "Status" With the information that would be presented, she would move over to the bag to investigate as she tried to analyze as much as she could. It was indeed full of items and trinkets. Lucy hadn't much clue at first what they entailed, but it soon dawned on her at it was stiff similar to their presale kits. Why would they have this though? I mean was this really just the game they played? Would it be exactly the same? Sure it was mentioned prior, but it hadn't fully set in for her. They would be truly living this game. Lucy turned to the girl who had just introduced herself. Wasn't a npc that she had recognized, so someone new. "So you summoned us and want our help. However, what is it that we are suppose to do exactly? We need some details, as well as some time to hash out what exactly is our situation here." Looking back between the girl and Josh, she could really see it now. It was most definitely Josh's avatar from the game and now they certainly had the preorder packs full of goodies on top of it. Before she tried to do anything with it though, she looked over the rest of the information that would be presented to her in more depth to understand more, all while waiting for more feedback from cat girl and company.

White emptiness started to take over the surrounding area. Creeping into the reaches of Lucy's peripherals, it consumed all, piece by piece. The bar. The arcade machines. Tables, chairs, up to themselves and the cowboy, just for his blonde hair and smile to fade into the white with a tip of his hat. It left only Lucy and Josh remaining. Certainly they were not dead, but whatever was happening to them, it was...different. It was as if all of their sense of reality had been wiped clean, like a brand new canvas. Would this be the 'blank slate, or new start' that the cowboy had spoke of. It certainly wasn't death again. Lucy had come to understand that experience, which was the complete opposite. Just then, almost as soon as it had arrived, it faded. Brief darkness, into a mix of color and light, as if holding one's eyes shut, but still being able to see. Then, a new reality started to register within her, as a new picture was painted into reality right before her eyes within an instant. Now, instead of unending white void, it was a beautiful night sky, stars scattered about, completely let loose to sparkle and shine into existence. After a few seconds of everything coming into conscious view, Lucy had this feeling. Like, the night sky she was staring at was not so new, so foreign. No, she actually knew this sky. These stars. Familiar to her by some means, but not the same as the ones that rarely got to show themselves on the outskirts of the cities borders. These stars were just like the ones from Velothia Online. She was almost certain of it. Lucy, being the type of player she was in games, didn't like to skip out on knowledge, especially if it lead to loot and adventure. it was unclear if these were the very same stars, or if they served the very same purpose to her now as they did then, but any form of familiarity could assist them with this new life.

Her brief peace of mind under the brilliant night sky would be sorely interrupted however, as a strange screen flashed before her eyes. It listed off various titles and skills, with a decent amount of levels. Almost just as if they were really within a game once more. However, before Lucy could learn more a foreign voice could be heard. Sitting up, she found herself looking at a very voluptuous women with...cat ears? Anime waifu, wut? Lucy was a bit surprised, but then again, if it was indeed a game, it shouldn't of. However she just didn't expect this type of person to be the first one she met upon coming to this world. She wasn't alone either. Surrounding them was a small group of beaten and battered warriors. they didn't look like much and clearly, due to their current condition, were not able to hold their own. However, wounded dogs still can yield some form of threat, the looks in their eyes showed that they were desperate and weak. The girl confirmed this, as she started to ask her for help. Hero, begging. Sure enough these lot were deep in some sort of trouble and she would have to be the all mighty savior to their plea. Blek. Lucy had seen and heard it so many times before. She wasn't much of the hero type, even in games. Guess it would be the default start for them. That's when the priestess asked the golden question of two of them? Josh! Of course, they were together when they came here, however...

When Lucy looked next to her, she did not see Josh. However, it was another women. Lucy hadn't been drunk. She was perfectly fine as far as she knew. She pulled on her cheek. Yup! She could feel it. With a puzzled look on her face, she stared at this strange new girl with...car ears. Does everyone have cat ears here?! Feeling her own head, and ears briefly.  All clear, no cat ears, so it wasn't a new trait for herself at least. No turning into a neko for her, thankfully. Last thing she needed was to be questionable as a furry, or something. That aside though, she turned her back to this girl next to her, who was now asking questions. The questions were very direct, but slightly concerning and it was at that time that she seemed to look at Lucy. She looked concerned, as if she was looking for some form of answer or confirmation from Lucy, but Lucy just stared at her with narrow eyes, wonder who the fuck she was. It was then that an out of this world and their world realization popped into her head. Pointing a finger at her new companion she yelled after a brief stutter. "J..J..Josh?!" Eyes wide and confusion in her voice, Lucy completely ignored the priestess and her little entourage. Right now, she had to know if her friend was really this girl and why? Why was he now a girl/ what happened? Did he know? With the look in his eyes, it seemed not and certainly it was gonna be known now.

Knowledge Roll (Velothia online) for star identification.

Rolled 1d20+6 : 18 + 6, total 24

We ain't doing this for no one but yourselves, yeah? Lucy liked the sound of those words. It was common for her just just focus on herself in such situations. Sure, since Josh was with her, she had concerns and protective measures in place for the two of them, but if he was a stranger, rather than her best friend, she wouldn't of cared. Lucy didn't like people. She didn't like the world really that they lived in. Nor did she particularly enjoy her own life as it were. That's why she took such an interest in VRMMOs. They gave her an escape and now she had one. Though it wasn't the one she exactly planned on at the start of the night, it would, by the sounds of it, become a very permanent one. That was something Lucy was just fine with. A new start, in a new world, with her best friend and maybe even with strange cowboy god creature. Sounded like a pretty good deal and if that meant the burning of their world and the deaths of countless people, well oh well. Life is cruel and it isn't like she could do anything about it anyway. Heck she couldn't even survive the trash crash and she was fine with that. Living was accepting death, understand life and knowing when you're unable to change something. She was far too deep rooted in reality to question it and even with their current situation at hand, she had already came to accept that it was about to change. For better or worse, who knew, but they were certainly better off than the unlucky and soon to be dying creatures of their world.

Josh's words however, though still appreciative in the second chance, held other motivations. He was a bit upset about how their world ended, how their lives ended. Sure it wasn't a great ending and everything they had known was taken away from them, but did he really think challenging another possible god was a good idea? I mean it made sense. Humans naturally behaved in such ways, whenever something unfair, or tragic happened. It was only natural. Lucy, being the type of person she was, was very much an eye for an eye type of girl. Heck she even took it the next step further and would go for two if she could. Fuck it is the world was blind, so long as she still had an eye to see with in the end. Yet, she really wasn't that upset or broken up about what had happened. Call it desensitization, a lack of empathy, being a monster. Sure there were many reasons and words for it, but over all, it all summed up to she just didn't care. If she got a reasonable shot at who fucked with them, sure she would take a piece of the pie. That eye, eyes, the whole head, skull, spinal cord still attached. However, she would let it slide for the time being. It wasn't ideal for her to be someone's puppet. Matter of fact she was used to it and thoroughly despised it, but these were possible gods we were talking about. So in a way, they were all already puppets in the grand scheme of thing, if it was seemingly so easy for one of them to just completely end their world to such a degree. Winning fights. That is what Lucy liked. Fighting just to die was worthless. Fighting to stay alive however, that had meaning. That's what she would do, even in this new world that was offered to them. Lucy would fight, survive, and make something better than what she had before. That was guaranteed.

Lucy waved her hand a bit, supporting her head with the other and nonchalantly spoke. "Payback can wait. For now though, could we just get moving on this. We're both ready and willing and honestly I'm starting to want a change in scenery. Your bar is nice and all, but you're offering us a whole new world. That is something I want to see. New life, new start, have at it."

[That the cowboy wasn't the only one interested in them.]

Well, as she expected, the cowboy had delivered on her request. a little pain for enough answers to sate her qualms. Josh, being well, Josh. Was of course making a commotion about her actions. He always hated when she did shit like that, but you think he would be used to it by now. Wiggling her fingers at him, her hand completely healed by their host, or at least to what she could understand it was. "Relax, I'm fine. I swear, you make such a commotion for nothing." She smirked at him slyly. Sure, she got out of hand plenty and did stupid stuff. However it was common of Lucy to never do anything just because she wanted to. Every move was at least somewhat calculated. So she had to feel a bit of pain and smash some stuff. Worse case scenario, she would have to pull some glass out of her hand. Not a wound that was particularly dangerous to her well being. More so just an inconvenience. However, as expected, their blonde host had met her expectations. After all, if he brought them there and healed them, then they should be a reason for it.

She leaned a bit more against the bar, relaxed, her eyes moving back and forth between the two men. The cowboy had confirmed that her memories were indeed hers, which meant Josh was her best lead. Sure enough, his memory started to come back, sharper than hers did. Then again, a living memory was probably better than a dead one for said events. Her eyes locked onto Josh as he explained what was coming back to him. She bite her thumb a bit as he explained. She had died, then blood merging and a shy detail from blondie hinted magic and the walking dead. She paused, her nail slightly tapping against her teeth before it all clicked in her mind. It wasn't rocket science. Lucy, by some means of Josh's doing, had managed to raise her as a zombie of some sorts. A little stunned, she awkwardly stood up straight and started to check herself a bit. Lucy neglected to do so when she first woke up, since there was no pain and everything seemed to be functional. Her body seemed normal enough. She was actually looking no different than she did before the crash. It was at that moment she felt a bit foolish. I mean she did just feel the pain from the glass shards and did make a bloody mess moments ago. However, how many people could say they had been risen as a zombie and not at least give themselves a check over. Zombies are not real in her world as far as she knew, so it wasn't like she had some form of factual sample information or examples to truly go off of. "So... I was a zombie? Yet I'm human now...? Hmmm, well I guess that's kinda neat." Taking the news shockingly well, since she at least had some form of closure, she sat on one of the bar stools next to Josh.

Well that was one issue out of the way, the next was dealing with what remained of their current situation. Taking hold of the glass again, since mister yee-haw was nice enough to not just heal her, but repair and recreate her previous drink, Lucy took advantage of such to actually enjoy it this time around. Sipping at it, she crossed off various thoughts and concerns that had been answered.  Was mister cowboy out of their grasp of reality, most certainly. Could they probably handle the situation by force, negative. Would they need to...most likely not. After all they were alive, when before they were dead. In her case, undead as well. His demeanor was pleasant and kind, though a bit quirky. He had given them free drinks. Lucy didn't know too many captors that danced perfect drinks in front of their eyes, while also establishing otherworldly aspects. Heck, usually if anyone was trying to get her drunk, it was for alternative motives. Whether it be gods, observers, or just weird-ass cowboys with bothersome accent, Lucy didn't much care. All there was left to go forward with her friend.

It was then that Josh asked the golden question. "What game were they playing next?" This certainly had Lucy's attention. She loved games and more or less had been treating their current situation as one already. A sick game where she eliminated certain possibilities and figured out what she could from their host. It seemed like she was playing it solo though, since what would have been her adversary in it, the blond cowboy, was something much more than just the two humans sitting at the bar. Small creatures of a more or less meaningless existence in the grand scheme of things. However, a certain detailed stood out that contradicted this thought. That the cowboy wasn't the only one interested in them. What made Josh and Lucy so special? I mean Josh did manage to raise her as an undead, but they still died in the end. Not very impressive in her eyes. It just peaked her interest more though. Since Josh was able to somehow cast that spell in the first place, that lead to another question: What else could they possibly do? Running her finger along the rim of her glass, Lucy's eyes gleamed with interest and a bit of excitement. "We're all for games, as you know. My question now isn't so much of what game is next. But more so of, how do we play?" The grin on her face showed a completely different form of investment in their current situation. From serious and a bit aggro, to cooperative and eager. Being there meant something and she was certain it was going to be interesting.

Lucy's brought her hand down as her head aches less. She didn't like their situation much. Here they were, in a place of unknown origin, shortly after some form of catastrophe. She didn't say anything, just allowing her sharp ears and eyes follow the cowboy. She didn't need to pay too much attention to Josh, outside of his words. He was easy enough to follow just through her peripherals. Plus she trusted Josh, but this mysterious cowboy, who would only at best give them vague answers, had her a bit on guard. However, her eyes did dart over to Josh as he mentioned one thing for certain. That after she died, the metal creatures had appeared. That confirmed one thing for certain, she had indeed died like she had thought. However, that didn't explain why she kept getting some form of glimpses of the metal creatures within her memory. From her clear understanding, she had died before experiencing them personally, outside what she started to see fall from the sky and even that wasn't within clear detail for her to be able to identify as such. After all she could only barely see something falling and a metallic hue, nothing else. Josh didn't seem to have many answers himself. He was alive longer, to experience more than she had, but the cut off in his sentence and memory didn't yield enough for her to break down.

As she continued to veraciously scan the info at had, continuing to listen carefully, a sudden...surprise snap her from thought process. A...midori sour appeared in her hands. Why? She noticed that Josh also had a drink appear for him. While watching the cowboy, he had pulled two glasses out, as to offer them a drink, but it looked nothing like the drink she currently held and she would know. Spending a good amount of time drinking, she could pick out and even make a fine few drinks. Lucy swirled the drink in her hand, eyeing it. It looked like just a normal drink. The smell of melon and lime was unmistakable, all that was left was taste. Josh seemed just as surprised about his drink and though Lucy was rather skeptical of hers, his seemed to be fine as he sipped his. She brought the glass to her lips and gently took in the taste. It certainly wasn't her favorite drink, but it had been what she had been craving lately and sure enough, it fit perfectly. Probably the best midori sour that had graced her lips. Surprised, she looked over to Josh, who seemed to enjoy his a bit as well and said. "I don't remember being able to taste in video games, do you?"

Lucy lowered the drink and set it on the table next to them. taste wasn't the only thing that override the thought of it possibly being just a game. after all, VRMMO or not, it wasn't normal to feel. Visual experiences aside, it would be too dangerous to apply actual sensations for humans in games, no matter how advance the technology. After all, who would leave a dream world of pure fantasy if they could feel while in  as well? Plus there was no mistaking it, she knew the feeling of waking up on a wooden table. The taste of her sweet and sour drink was better than the real world, which to her perceptive logic, was pretty obvious. That just unsettled her more though, since it opened so many other questions and possibilities. How did the stranger get them there? How did he revive them? How did he know their preferred, or desired drinks? So much to learn and already they were not getting much of anywhere. Lucy brought her full attention back to the cowboy and calmly walking over to him at the bar.

"You say names are not that important. However you know ours. Now we have identification, so that would be easy to learn by just a quick glance, however all this over stuff." she said as she stretched her hand over, as his presenting what was the room and Josh, "This is not normal. You say 'up here' and 'your domain', clearly you mean something that is not a part of our Earth. The drinks, the knowledge, it is beyond the grasp of human beings, even within our world. Which makes me believe you are certainly not someone, or something like us. I don't particularity like that concept. However, it means you can provide even more and if you brought us here for something, I would think filling us in is only proper." She leaned on the bar and brought her hand back, pointing to her head. "For example, why do I have these broken up and hazy memories of that shit show that is currently destroying my home? The last time I checked, the dead were kinda...well, dead. Yet that metal spider Josh keeps mentioning is bugged up in my mind, almost like a dream that is just out of my reach and understanding." before she realized it, the drink she set down on the table was back in her hand. She was surprised by it all over again and that annoyed her a bit. She was getting tired of this places bullshit. Slamming the drink down, first figuratively, then literally. The glass shattered sending ice and glass shards across the bar. It took mere seconds for the accompanying chill and flavor of this drink to mix with the sensation of glass shards in her hand. Any remaining alcohol stung like hell as it mixed with the blood that was dripping from her hand, steadily dripping down her flesh onto the wooden surface below. It was certainly no mere game as Lucy could very much feel the pain. However she barely flinched and just presented her hand to the cowboy and said. "Let's see what you can do. Heal me, blondie. Show us a bit of reassurance, followed by some useful information." Her eyes were sharp as the glass in her hand and they were locked on the mysterious man. What she did was rash and completely ridiculous, but if this man in front of them was indeed something of a higher power, then it was of the utmost importance to see exactly what he was capable of and know exactly what his plans for them were. This she was certain of.

Darkness with a splash of light. Death was certainly different every time she had experienced it. Though one can say she never truly died, Lucy still considered her count with the grim reaper at two, well maybe three or four now. It was really rather strange. Within the gripping darkness, she experienced nothing. Just a void that yields nothing, but something at the same time. Such things can be so difficult to explain with words, it's almost like you had to be there to know sort of deal and everyone has something different to say about it, if they ever get to again. Death is kinda good at that, making sure you don't get to talk about it afterwords. For Lucy though, it was a bit different. She could remember the train, the pole, the snap and cracking of bones. However, something else. Where the light came in. Unlike prior times, there were flashes of light. Memories that were there, but not within reach. A dark blood red hue. A metal creature of sorts. being there, but not. It was all hazy and out of reach of her mind. It could not be grasped...yet. Maybe sometime later on she would know what flashes of light were interrupting her eternal nap.

However, long it seemed however, the light wouldn't go away. Matter of fact, now there was another feeling. A stiff, hard surface. A feeling she had come to know many a times during her party days. Wood? Without a doubt, she knew that feeling and more would come to as she grasped a but of the light and came back to herself and her body. It no longer felt like she was dead, just asleep, her eyes slowly cracking open, light pouring in, slowly registering in her mind. Lucy took a moment, but her body then started to follow her commands, groggily she rose up, bracing herself on the wooden table she had been laying on. She looked down and sure enough, it was a table, it was wood. She looked around, but couldn't process entirely what she was seeing at first. It was a bar of sorts. Was she 21 again? Was this a memory? Was she just really drunk? No, she was certainly on the train, with her best friend Josh. She knew what she was doing in most recent memory, however the strips and hazy thoughts still plagued her. It certainly made everything all the more confusing. Rubbing her face and head, her eyes fully adjusted to the light and room. It was indeed a bar, with various bottles and arcade machines. Sitting up fully, she hung her legs off the table and tried to touch the floor. It was solid and her legs, though a bit weak, were able to support her and she slid off the table and finally just established that where ever she was, it was at least physically real. Looking around she would see Josh, but she also saw another. A cowboy with blonde hair. Now things really didn't make sense and when the cowboy spoke, she could barely understand at first. She was more focused on Josh, who had now approached her and was inspecting her. She waved him off a bit, but he continued to check her, as well as himself. She opened her mouth and at first words didn't come out, before finally it seemed her voice came back to her.

"What in the world happened and where are we?" Everything around her processed through her head and she just calmly looked around. She didn't see anything new that caught her eye, so then turned her attention to Josh once more and asked. "What happened with the train and the sky and...?" The question he asked about the metal creature alarmed her a bit. She didn't know what he was talking about directly, but the haziness of her memory seemed to ache when he mentioned it. She held her head, almost like she had a headache of sorts and looked up to the cowboy at the bar and just bluntly asked. "Where are we and who are you?" Lucy wasn't in the mood for games, though that is what they sought out to get at the start of this night. Now they had done anything from die to get lost. If they were going to get anywhere, they needed some answers and needed them fast.

Lucy's Dagger Attack 1d20+6 : 3 + 6, total 9

Damage 1d6 : 2, total 2

Lucy's Dagger Attack 1d20+6 : 11 + 6, total 17

Damage 1d6 : 4, total 4

Lucy's Slam Attack 1d20+3 : 3 + 3, total 6

Damage 1d6 : 1, total 1

Lucy's Dagger Attack 1d20+6 : 10 + 6, total 16

Damage 1d6 : 3, total 3

Lucy's Slam Attack 1d20+3 : 8 + 3, total 11

Damage 1d6 : 2, total 2

Lucy's Dagger Attack 1d20+6 : 9 + 6, total 15

Damage 1d6 : 6, total 6

Lucy's Slam Attack 1d20+3 : 8 + 3, total 11

Damage 1d6 : 6, total 6

Lucy's Dagger Attack 1d20+6 : 8 + 6, total 14

Damage 1d6 : 2, total 2

Lucy's Slam Attack 1d20+3 : 7 + 3, total 10

Damage 1d6 : 5, total 5