The Princess bit her lip as the lead shade's figure seemed to fade away.
That whisper was not something she liked.
...I've already seen one world in ruins...
Whatever sort of magic was cloaking the Queen's form was effective, but the sudden lashing from the Mace that appeared caused Iris to flap her wings one time fiercely to push herself away.
...I might need to use magic here... it would be more effective than swinging at the air blindly...
With a heaved sigh, she resigned to retreating briefly to the shore so she could concentrate on gathering some energy for her next attack.
At the edge of the lake the blond haired General raised his weapon, now that he was safe from the last attack, and taking aim he launched his weapon at the queen. He would do whatever damage to her that he could - he couldn't allow her to continue on nor could he not help take her out. She clearly didn't belong here nor did her little minions. He just hoped he hit her, she was not so easy to see right now.
Had his attack before done anything to her? He had to wonder as he watched her - waiting to see what would come next. Would she lash out with some deadly magic, wipe them all out? What could she even do, he had no idea and honestly wasn't sure he wanted to know, he was sure she was powerful though. Chaldene just had to hope he made it out of this in one piece, with as few injuries as possible, he didn't want to worry his mother.
When the Queen seemed to become harder to see, as if blending in with everything around her or maybe she was just getting paler like a ghost, he went to step forward wanting to see if he could see her better then. It didn't seem to work but it also earned him another injury this time in the form of a mace hitting him. The sudden attack brought him to the ground where he lay for a moment rubbing his mid section where it had hit. Curled up even, as though he might get hit again, it took some moments before he got up. A rock in his hand as he got up. That really wasn't pleasant; not that she was trying to be nice to them at all.
She'd already thrown one rock and it felt odd, against what others were doing, if she continued with rock throwing but that was the only real option she had. So the Polaris knight was leaning down to scour the ground for another rock, something large and heavyish, to throw and so she hadn't noticed the Queen's vanishing (kinda) act till she looked up. Hair in her face and a rock in hand, and had to squint to see the Queen. "What...what did she do?" Questioning no one in particular, just voicing her thoughts, she was taken by surprise and was unable to avoid the incoming attack - a mace. As it hit into her side, as she turned in order to protect her front, so found herself stumbling and landing on the ground. With a oof the Polaris knight was left on the ground with a dirty coat and hair looking a bit more a mess than it had moments ago.
Slowly she picked herself up, dusting off and rubbing at her hurt shoulder, but till eager to attack the Queen in return.
Delphi's HP: (40-7 hit by the mace) 33/40
Quicksilver the Archangel rolled 1 20-sided dice:
13Total: 13 (1-20)
Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 7:06 pm
Roll Results: Serpentine Roll 1: Can damage the Queen (4) Serpentine Roll 2: Didn't get hit (5)
Serpentine: 46/50 (-4 from Snow Slip)
When the Shade at his feet stilled, that savage grin only grew. He would have to make sure to gloat about it to Buddingtonite later. A war story (and a battle that he had avoided) may very well cheer him up. He turned his golden eyes once again on the main prize... the Eclipse Queen.
He avoided the mace attack and launched another strike, this time for her ribs, as he found himself in front of her at this point.
Upon landing back on solid ground, the Princess' wings ruffled back into a more restful position. With a large heaved sigh, she closed her eyes and put her palms together.
It might have seemed like the wrong time for her to try and clear her mind and concentrate upon the world she used to live upon, but it was necessary. She needed to use a stronger attack against this threat.
There may have been chaos surrounding her, but within that moment of vulnerability, she was able to find the clarity she needed.
When she opened her eyes, she also fanned out her hands to form a large rainbow arch which seemed to glow brilliantly.
"Iris Rainbow REVENGE!!!"
It might have seemed odd, but the Princess cried out as loudly as she could "CLEAR THE WAY!!!"
It might have been a brief warning, but rather quickly she flung the rainbow in a manner similar to a boomerang. If her intuition was correct and nobody got in the path of the attack, the rainbow-rang would hopefully singe the seemingly invisible Queen.
Iris HP: 37/50
Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2013 7:40 pm
Roll Results: Pasiphae Roll 1: Cannot damage the Queen (1) Pasiphae Roll 2: Got hit (2)
Pasiphae: 48/50 (-2 from Natron)
She arrived just in time to see Ganymede fall. For Eternal Sailor Pasiphae, no other impetus could have driven her onto the battle field any faster. She cursed herself for arriving slowly, for deciding to go with her mother to the other side of town on business when she knew, she knew those Shades were about. Traffic had gotten bad, it had gotten late, and now... now her friend was lying on the ground.
The same mace that had knocked down the Lust Senshi grazed Pasiphae's shoulder, but she would not be stopped. She reached her fellow Jovian's side and bent down to protect her prone form. She desperately pressed a hand against Ganymede's cheek and whispered, "Please... please, don't leave us, Ganymede. Please... I'm going to get you out of here."
Somehow.
Sunshine Alouette
Hope you don't mind a body guard for a little while.
It was a grim smile that touched her lips to see the child Shade thrash as it did to her attacks. Sessrumnir had mentioned rather tragic visions when she'd used it against him. What had the Shade seen? At least Oberon had been spared her magic... or anyone else, for that matter.
Of course, the clone scrambled off before they could take advantage of its distraction. Biting her tongue sharply to keep herself from swearing around a child, she instead reached out to rest her hand on his shoulder as he approached. Hopefully keep him close this time... To his question though, she gave an uneasy, airy laugh. "I... believe I showed it some very unpleasant images in its head, judging by its reaction. I'm the Senshi of the Third Eye," she explained, using her other hand to tap the middle of her forehead. Her smile faded, empty eyes narrowing as her mind refocused on the matter at hand. "What does your magic do? Could you use it against your clone there when it comes back..?" Anything to keep tripping it up, give them more openings to-- well. Give her more openings to hurt it.
Metis wasn't sure how comfortable Oberon would be really fighting this enemy.
Metis HP: 40
Guine
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In one moment, Themiscyra was pretty damn confident she was going to turn her monochrome mirror image into a bloody smear on the ground. Or would have, if they bled. Her clone wasn't moving much under her, their positions somewhat reversed from before. Themiscyra's fist was raised high, crouched over the mostly prone form to give herself more leverage and weight behind her punches. Her attention was entirely on her fight. On making the b***h vanish. On not thinking about how it felt each time her fist hit a human skull. Hit hard. Far harder than she'd ever struck someone before. No skirmishes in hockey had ever compared to this.
Not that it was a good thing. Remotely. This was bad on so many levels... but the b***h had to die right so--
"Fuc--ghaar--" Her throat constricted around her mangled curse, white spots and sparks spiraling through her vision as pain spiraled through her left arm. Her hand burned. The fist she'd had in the air burned. She couldn't feel her fingertips, her fingers felt cold. She wrenched her arm down against her chest, cursing incoherently as her mind and eyes caught up to what just ******** happened. Her hand hung at a slightly awkward, painful angle. She could see the colors already shifting in her skin. Heard the crunch when a ******** metal mace hit her wrist and balled fist. The metal of her arm bracer was dented and ******** hurt. The metal likely was cutting into her skin. It occurred to her, grimly, somewhat distantly, that without the metal around her wrist, the damage probably could have been even worse.
Eyes watering, she scrambled away from her Shade. s**t. s**t s**t s**t s**t s**t s**t. Her arm bracer was now a makeshift cast, gingerly--painfully--shifting her arm so that the cloth of her toga-dress across her chest could cradle her arm. She wasn't a medic, the hell was she supposed to---
"Themiscyra!"
Her eyes wide, bewildered, she looked up to Valhalla. Huh? Yes, what? Huh-- "s**t, girlie. That was not the kinda 'go' I was referring to." She couldn't stop the whine from entering her voice, before trying to kneel down awkwardly beside the fallen senshi. Her bright eyes narrowed to the other girl. "Help me get her up. She'll get trampled or hit with more s**t if we don't do something." Themiscyra was at least able to keep herself from barking at the girl, voice only firm. Her eyes flickered to Valhalla, gritting her teeth. "Or you should take her, I'll get Boy Scout away from his double... least her clone's gone."
What was the right procedure for this? It was just her wrist. She could still fight. Still had her other arm, and her legs. Hell of a lot better off than Ganymede.
Themiscyra HP: 40 - 7 = 33
Sunshine Alouette
Guine
Quicksilver the Archangel
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The fact his magic did, in fact, work, was something of a miracle to him. One he was going to take a lot of advantage of. If the grayed girl was going to go attack her own lot, then hey. Less work for him to have to do for the moment. Boots crunching against the ground, he moved quickly to the other senshi's side. One hand reached out to try and grab her upper arm. She looked like s**t. "Then how's about we get the ******** outta here before it comes back, huh?" He wasn't an idiot. His influence wouldn't last forever. He could take some hits no issue. Pale girl looked like she was a good breeze blow from falling over.
"Hell are these things, anyways?" His eyes finally came to rest on the woman in the lake. Gray, loud, and... what? His eyes blinked rapidly, dark hair tangling around his face as he shook his head. The woman... vanished? The hell? He could see freaking maces striking people. Crap. One whirled through the air not far from him, though Loke was lucky enough to just need a sidestep to get out of its range. "Christ, can they cut the s**t with throwing crap?"
Despite having faded into the darkness it seemed the pesky human would just fling attack at random, some with scary accuracy. She found herself once again overcome by that annoying calming effect making it hard for her to move around or even want to.
Afterwards the attacks continued to come, a plethra of agony for the queen, an arrowed pierced through the darkness making it's mark right in her bicep, causing her to scream out in the darkness and stumble briefly. She was pelted constantly by the determined bunch. SHE HATED THEM. They were going to ruin everything. She'd never have her kingdom if things continued in this manner.
She was accosted by the pesky spear cutting across her thigh, tearing her gown which was becoming more and more tattered with each passing moment. Once more the whip came through the darkness stinging her abused ribs.
The next attack she saw coming clearly a bright rainbow headed right for her, much to the effect of the boomerang she had throw early. It collided with her abdomen, knocking her clean of her feet and singeing her middle.
"NO NO NO," she shouted from the darkness. We will not be defeated. I will have MY KINGDOM. I WILL reign SUPREME. FAIRIES COME TOGETHER AND DESTROY THEM."
"Absolute Harmony," came a call from the darkness, but the song that followed was more that of a nightmare than the soft tones of the owner of the attack. Muted notes filled the air and rushed out over the feild.
The darkness faded and the queen could be seen holding two spears, which she through out in an X, crossing over one another and soaring out through the battle field.
Finsternis Attack
Sailor Maia, Absolute Harmony Its a series of rather soft sweet notes, that Maia sings. When she makes her attack, she turns to face the target and as she sings, translucent rainbow colored notes fly toward the target and start float and circle him/her. The notes are fast in their approach. It causes the opponent to calm down. It causes the opponent to feel the thought slipping away, they feel less able to concentrate at the task at hand. Heart rate is slower and they will feel sluggish as with Sweet Harmony. The effects of the attack last for 3 minutes after Maia's note ends. This is tiring for Maia and can only be used 3 times in battle. Roll 10 sided die, Odds hit, Evens Miss. If you are hit roll 10 sided for attack this round.
General Benitoite - Weighted Spear Roll 10 sided die, Evens hit, Odd Miss.
*Please bold all attacks on the queen and the shades.
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