He was also used to fighting like this. He had gotten into many fights that ended this way so it was nothing new, or even uncomfortable, for the General as he watched the super senshi. He wasn't about to let her out of his focus. She was ready for a fight like this - he could tell. This wasn't something which she couldn't handle or was unfamiliar with. Some didn't like scrapping it out on the ground while others...well others were like her - they thrived.
While she seemed to not be attacking him, yet, he took the time to launch himself at her again. Only at the last moment he teleported to right behind her...and was attacked. Some senshi had attacked him. When there was no pain he figured he had gotten off clean, that nothing would happen. But he wasn't expecting the feelings and thoughts which hit him like a freight train. Before he could even think how unfair it was, or how much he wanted to snap someones neck, he felt like he really just wanted to see Aiden and curl up at home with him. damn it...he didn't want to be here, he had been trying to get home early anyway, in order to do just that. And now that was on his mind and so suddenly. As much as he knew the reason - magic he couldn't shake the feelings. The knowledge of why he felt like this was so buried under the feelings of want...of longing. Biting down on his bottom lip his arms came up to hug himself. yes, he really did want to go home and see Aiden even if he did have to call him.
He was near to tears, something he'd never admit to, as he hated the fact he was here and involved in a fight. he was only supposed to be here for paperwork, - which he could have finished. Now this. But home...he could leave...no one would notice right?
NovaCracker
I think I got the attack, and how one might react correct.
Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 9:16 pm
Gevaudan, knight of Ganymeade
He had heard her loud and clear, and gripped the arm he had lunged for and pulled back.
He'd break her. Even a little bit. If she killed him and teleported away, at least she would be partially disarmed.
Disarmed.
He chuckled wildly at his own joke as he tried to break her arm. They were leaving him, but this was too much of a hell of a fight just to pass up. He had envied the General Kings and Queens, but they were always a higher grade. Out of reach. Here he could drag her down to his level and feel her burning power. At least now he had her attention - more than he ever had as a General.
All this time he had wanted power. He had wanted to be more. He had moved up the ranks, worked hours upon hours, years upon years, working past his quota as a Negaverse agent, and when he went against that power, he was dragged to Metallia's chamber to be shown that his power could be easily stripped. That at any moment, IT could make him nothing. And it had later. He had been demoted and made an example.
He hated being chained to that power. All these General Kings and Queens who ruled the Negaverse when they didn't care about those who tortured them. When they let the good officers die. It was no better on this side. All the Princes and Princesses. Castor walking off and on one listening to him. Ganymeade not having any ruling over her own. And he was stuck with her damn symbol. A leech off of others power.
He wanted his own. He wanted to show Metallia, Tanzanite, all of them that he could beat them. That he could succeed with his OWN vision. But that power was out of reach. Even as a knight, he couldn't match a General Queen. He had to be stronger than this, but if he could at least dent it. If he could at least make a shiver run down either of them. Down Apatite's spine. To make Metallia question ITs control, then he would eat it. Devour it.
Somehow even that would give him power over them.
Hungry, he went to pull back on her arm, glaring his own eye at her. "Let's break together, my General Queen."
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 9:28 pm
Super Sailor Elpis // Sailor Ferris
Elpis spun when he teleported - and then blinked at the reaction to Ferris' magic, promptly taking that time to leap backwards. As much as she thrived on a fight - her goal wasn't to kill unless it was kill or be killed, and the Super Senshi watched Benitoite. If nothing else, he was temporarily compromised, and the senshi watched, making no move to act, not while he looked so horribly panicked and so suddenly. Ferris was surprised, for herself. Senshi of Nostalgia indeed - whatever he felt nostalgia for it was definately big, and Ferris used the moment to duck near Elpis, still shaken. First killing someone - and now she'd put a General in momentary emotional shock. Ferris was not having a good day of things, and seemed to hide behind Elpis, even though the Super was rather shorter than her at 5'2 to Ferris' 5'7.
Elpis took it as what it was, noting to check on Ferris once safe and nodded at Benitoite, tone not monotone but not warm.
"Go on, then. Get it out. I won't attack while you're evidently compromised." Elpis frowned. It was a risk she'd probably regret, but it just did not feel right.
Ferris, behind her, shivered and swallowed, trying to block sounds out as Elpis sighed, elbowing the senshi. They could both freak out after the fight - right now, they had work.
Sleet Tempest Snape
Yup! ....And yeah Elpis is a giant cotton ball when she wants to be.
Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 9:28 pm
Once he had Erebus on his feet and down at the bottom of the stairs with Chaldene he pulled the other against himself. He was relieved he was alive and well, or well enough after all he still had been thrown down stairs. "Good, need more." He said nodding his head as he looked to the blue and white clad eternal senshi. They could use the help, the three of them were not nearly strong enough.
"Must get to it and stop it - stop this." He said this as he clung to the others side, just in case he should fall over...and perhaps to remind himself that the other was alive and well. "Got you closer faster...could have killed you..." He said trailing off. The thought of that upsetting and displeasing. Frowning at the other he took the time to look him over, make sure he was alright.
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 9:36 pm
Gunditonite, Disposable General
He didn't even have time to react; Cybele's swift kick to the back of his head jerked him with such force that one could hear an audible crack. His body suddenly twitched and then stiffened; splayed on his front with no more life in his.
stari_maga
Annnd, he's dead!
Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 10:07 pm
Erebus, Squire of Saturn
Erebus was doing his best to ignore any soreness or pain from the fight already, knowing that they were not done, instead he focused on Venice when he was pulled closer. He hugged the Page then gave a nod. "Definitely need more back up." he just hopped that the two higher leveled would be able to be that back up and the others they left with the crazy General Queen would be okay.
When the rest of what Venice said registered he gave a pained smile even as he forced himself to not lean too much on the other to make him more worried. "I'll be fine. I survived and we are going to end this." He then looked the other Knight over himself then turned his eyes to Chaldene. "Are you both okay?" He asked though his eyes were more on Venice he did hope the Senshi wasn't too hurt.
Which it did, to be honest. Especially considering she'd actually paused to look at the petals. And that gave Lacrimosa the time she needed to rush forward so she could physically attack the Lieutenant.
Her original goal had been to punch the woman's chest as hard as she could but with her arms positioned as they were it was a little more difficult to manage. She had to improvise as quick as possible and so a gloved hand moved to attack what she could get to easiest.
This came in the form of a vertical knife-hand strike towards her face. The new goal was against the bridge of the lieutenant's nose. She could only hope she was accurate in her aim and that the petals had distracted her enough.
"I don't need any tough love from you, so you'll have to forgive me if I decline~"
The next attack of the clipboard for her was dodged as she ducked under the offending arm. She didn't know if she'd be lucky against any other strikes though. Especially not as this was happening as she was trying to counter attack.
She could only hope she wouldn't end up accidentally catching her in the maxillary sinus. That could end up with more serious damage then she was aiming to land.
shyanimegrl
ah, this seems like it came out weird. let me know if i need to change anything!
Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 11:22 pm
As Bolton said she's lead him, Castor didn't think she had any plans other than doing what she was told. Perhaps he had failed her, failed them, but if she feared him, he would use that fear. That fear was a tool now, and Castor would use every single tool to his advantage. They had come to kill, and he was determined to see someone fall.
He was determined that it would not be him. That it would be his enemy, that it would be those who defied.
"Good." He followed her closely, eyes staring into her back and only flickering to the side as he'd see light flashing off of crystal or stone. The castle was awash with negaverse energy, and his senses would be of little use to him.
"I wish things had turned out differently, but you have made your choice as I have made mine." He spoke as the rounded a corner. "However we've come to far to turn back now, haven't we?"
"Ugh," the blow to her nose sent Clipboardite's face speeding sideways upon receiving the impact and she fell off balance when she wobbled with the step she took with the momentum so her high heeled foot nearly twisted at her ankle but instead slipped so she landed on her hip rather ungracefully.
"Honey wow regardless of sources then, do you prefer to be on the giving end or the receiving end of tough love?" She was seeing stars still but when she regained even a bit of her vision, she sent the hand that had swiped at the trickle of blood from one nostril toward one of the tips of her shoe to wipe the blood there before switching the hold of her weapon back to that bloodstained hand. And since where she had fallen was beside her opponent, she angled her persistent grin up and back to her target as she followed through with her sentiments and kicked her slightly bloodstained foot at Lacrimosa's shin as she at the same time horizontally swiped her clipboard of papers again at the senshi's knees.
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Anyone is welcome to also receive paper cuts or help kill this crazy lady. orz
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Posted: Mon Feb 15, 2016 11:59 pm
Disposable Captain Crunch(bite) -- still engaging Thrymr
Crunch had given the senshi a nasty smile at the choked up hiss of sound that his hair pulling had elicited.
Because if you were going to wander around with stupidly long hair - and by his book anything longer than shoulder-length was stupidly long - then you were either seriously stupid or seriously good...
And based on the other's reaction Crunch was thinking that this particular senshi was the former.
The senshi was spouting something about him letting go causing Crunch to tighten his grip in response - because hair pulling had worked so wonderfully well the last time...
Only to have his breath whoosh out in a pained wheeze of his own as the senshi b*****d followed it up by choosing that moment to jab his elbow into his side.
If the other had been aiming to get him to let go then he had succeeded as Crunch's hand fell away from the strands of white...
And if the other had been aiming to piss him off then he had also succeeded, Crunch's hand curling up to awkwardly try and swing at the other.
Aegir, Super Senshi of Silence - Engaging Crunchbite...poorly
When Jarethite went wholly limp, the weight of the officer pulling more on the ropes as the entire body lost it's tension, Aegir released the magic and sat where he was, panting. It wasn't until he realized there was no rise and fall of the torso under his knee that his mind allowed him to process what had happened. Not breathing?? But-- The senshi wasted precious time sliding off Jarethite and flipping the Captain over to feel for a pulse.
That wasn't there. Captain Jarethite - who's name he'd never gotten - was dead as a doornail. By his hands. Literally.
"Oh. No..." He swallowed hard and felt himself going rigid with horror. Dead. I killed--. Oh god no...that wasn't... Aegir's mind shied away from reality as his ears took in the pained sounds, the grunting, the solid thunks and thwacks of blows being traded; his eyes followed - Thyrmr being hauled around by his hair. Ash and Monty being all but pincer-attacked by a pair of officers.
Aegir plucked a bar-style medal from Jarethite's uniform, not knowing what it meant but wanting something to prove that this person had lived...and had died; the bar was slipped into the same subspace pocket his phone and henshin pen usually rested. Then he slowly pushed up onto unsteady legs to face the throng again, trying to get his brain to de-cloud enough to read the situation. Crunchbite let Thyrmr go but was ready to punch him...and Ash had just fired into a captain's face while some officer with a knife came at the pair as well.
Did he help Thyrmr...or did he help Monty and Ash? "Watch yourself, Monty!" Then Aegir surged back into the fray, going after Crunchbite from behind in an attempt to get an arm around the captain's neck. A headlock, if he were lucky..if not? Well, it wouldn't be hard to use momentum to throw the senshi, he was still unsteady and unstable from the shock of Jarethite's passing.
litian
Hi, did you know ur hurting his fam? Plz2stop~
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proximity & mention
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mention and proximity!
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ur FEARLESS LEADER IS HERE, but he's kind of wonky, so sorry
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mention & proximity
Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2016 12:43 am
Mont Blonc, Squire of Saturn
Ash had taken him by surprise with a straight-up attack, and Mont Blonc had never been so happy to be taken off-guard in his life. It was more effective than any magic he had for sure, and more to the point, it'd left the stronger of their opponents without his weapon in hand. It was when he was activating his aspect, pen clutched in hand and ready to do something, that he heard a howl of outrage from behind him - the lieutenant, who he realized a little late was coming at him with a blade in hand.
Really, he didn't want to fight this poor kid - not just for the fact that he wasn't built with much of a taste for battle to begin with, but for the fact that he hardly even seemed to know what was going on, so new, so fresh, so -
But again, Mont Blonc had chosen this, and in this, he'd involved Ash, Thrymr, Aegir - and whether or not he wanted to - the squire had been trying. He'd been working harder with Aegir, tried some self-defense classes on his own. As much as he longed to implore the lieutenant to stop, there wasn't much to be said to someone jabbing him in the shoulder with a blade. It didn't go as deep as it could have, given it was no huge thing to begin with and the squire swung to the side as hard as he could. Didn't mean it didn't hurt, but that could wait. With a hiss, he swung his leg out to try and bring the lieutenant down, all while swinging his pen at him (it could potentially do a bit of stabbing; it had before) before he made an attempt to just throw his weight at the captain. All he could hear was laughter, shouting, and the sound of his own ragged breath in his ears.
Subamara was, for a moment, righteously smug as the Lieutenant got a taste of his own sticky medicine. Which was what Dr. Pepper tasted like, in her opinion. She’d had a cough syrup once that tasted just the same.
“There, see how you like it!” she called back, hands on hips. Not the best retort, but she was under pressure. Trying not to look at the rest of the battlefield. Trying not to hear. And especially trying not to die when he launched himself at her again.
With a sound more like a ‘meep’ than a battle cry, Subamara threw herself out of the way of the awkward-looking assault, but the extra agility of her magic was completely worthless when her opponent was getting the exact same benefit. Her own training, consisting of several years of hiding from the war plus and a handful of self-defence classes over the last few months, got her out of the direct line of attack, but he knocked her to the ground hard just the same. She kicked out wildly at the soda-wielding menace, hoping to keep him at a distance.
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He's great! smile Hope this is okay.
Posted: Tue Feb 16, 2016 10:56 am
Antares, Senshi of Scorpions
Antares felt her features go cold and frozen in anger as she watched the Queen snatch her friend, teleported him and another fighter, before tossing them down stairs like they were nothing but trash. Crazy she would put up with but being a bully... hurting one of her friends... that was not tolerated.
Her ice blue eyes watched the Queen as the Princess did her best to come up with a plan of action. Only once did she turn to the Princess, "Go. Do what we came here to do." It was said quietly and full of suppressed anger before Antares turned her focus back on her opponent. Nothing else mattered to her, nothing but the crazy a** b***h who had pissed her off.
Her mouth cracked into a broken smile, eerie in its calmness. The leading knight (Gevaudan) charged at the Queen and managed to latch onto one of her, he seemed to have a bone to pick with her too.
Antares raced at the General Queen, keeping low to the ground. With luck her attention would be squarely on the knight latched on her arm. When she was no more than an arm's length away she hissed out her attack and when the ghostly scorpion materialized by her feet she scooped it up and in one smooth move shoved it towards the Queen's face. If the scorpion landed and the magic worked it would hopefully give them the opening they needed to take this b***h down.
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Sailor Scout Attack: Scorpion Sting
When the attack is called out a ghostly scorpion around the size of a rat or a hamster appears and advances upon the attended target. The scorpion can be touched, swatted, hit, and stepped on but it is not recommended since it is able to sting through clothes and armor alike. When it stings, it's target gets severe pins and needles sensation in the limb that was stung... as if their limb had fallen asleep and was just then waking up, this effect lasts 30 seconds. Any residual affects are up to the target if there is any at all.
The scorpion can be dodged and after 7 feet it disappears and it can only manifest for 30 seconds at a time. It does not travel in a straight line, rather it will head to anything moving so it could be tricked. The length of the scorpion and the length of the effects of the attack are separate, if you are stung in the beginning you have just as long as someone stung right before the scorpion disappears.
This attack can be used up to a maximum of three times in a battle. When the three scorpions have been used no more can manifest until later.
Steel's heels clicked over the cold stone of the floor as she moved from one floor to another. Long brown hair waved casually over a small petite form. The 20's fashion of her uniform was cloaked in a thick but easy to move in jacket. Her goal was simple though, as she had heard the sounds of combat break out in the area.
She had been enjoying a simple dinner for herself, she thought, was that so hard to ask for? A simple dinner with a very sweet and charming young woman who had all the throes of joining their wonderful little organization. She could've had her very own little pet to raise and grow into the monster they were all meant to be.
Order had been stupid enough to attack here, she thought. The small short sword she carried was pulled out and swung in position for attacking. Order had never been so stupid to attack their base so straight forwardly and it made her where in their defenses had they failed? Where had they been torn asunder to allow the flood of mice into their clean walls?
She felt dirty with them crawling about, all their pure white order signatures that blended all together and made the normally comforting chaos in disarray. It reminded her of her first time awakening into the small lieutenant whose weapon had been nothing more then a cocktail pirate sword. The ones they stuck in olives in drinks. God how she had to climb by killing, maiming and draining civilians until they recognized her good work. Metallia had rewarded her by making her a captain.
Then well on her way to General, disaster struck and the woman had lost her eye to one of the damned magical bitches, Brimstone or chunks of coal. Burning hot. She remember. It had been....painful. Rewarding but painful, dangerously so. And wasn't she here now?
Looking down at little mice as they came into her home and her way and annoying little bugs that needed to be crushed. She could hear the rallying screams of Apatite, the general queen who drew much from her crazy and was in general terrifying. The woman made Steel cold, but in a good way.
It was calming to know that the woman was around, and that she could ignore the heavy weight of the princess she face, and the shitty knights at her side. Steel's gaze fell to the floor now as she decided who to pick out from the group. Who would be her victim, and who would she play with tonight.
