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 Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:11 pm
Get out
HELL no. She was going no where.
Fayalite had taken the information she was given with a grain of salt, choosing to listen well and remember who her captain told her to watch out for. Eternal menshi...buttwings... girl that kisses...check. Ok now it was her turn to process information, and look around and choose a target.
There were SO many.
This was probably one of the only times they met as a whole, HUGE scale. Total army vs total army, like pAwns of a chess set moving foward... but no king to lead. Tons of queens, and knights etc... but this was their story today.
The battle started almost as soon as the two factions caught eyes.. Taking her lantern off her metal pole she held one part in each end. Calculating eyes scanned the crowd. Take out the weak first, perhaps? She was no way skilled enough, or stupid enough, to attempt one of the more seasons senshi...maybe.
She chose a target, someone whom looked nervous. It was the cats time to chase the mouse... ironically enough, being Fayalite was allergic to cats. With a nod to her captain, she darted towards the close enemy. Feral look in her eyes, she charged at Themis with her metal pole lifted, ready to swing. "GET OUT of OUR world!" She growled.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:14 pm
The chakram spinning on her finger made no noise, though her mouth was running a mile a minute, yelling jovially about how grand this all was, how happy she was to see them all, how glad she was that they took the time to rendezvous s'il vous plait!
General Apatite was at the rear, which she was taking a special delight in. What wonders she would see on this day, displayed before her before even lifting a finger! Whose head would roll first, whose blood would splatter the ground of their holy place -- and when would she get her chance to spill her first blood.
That was most important. Apatite smiled widely at the group around her, but kept to her place. Better for others to cull the herd; better for her to step on ground already soaked in blood.
She took up a strategic position on a rock (it was tall; clearly this was strategic) Apatite continued to twirl her weapon inanely, but kept a weathered eye on the battle-- or the cusp of the battle to come-- at hand.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:14 pm
Every step of the march towards victory was empowering. Invigorating. Their very own footsteps were the drum of war, Uranophane thought, with their palpable rage as the flutes and their first battle cries as the trumpets. It was with the brand of reckless abandon she had learned from her training with Obsidian that she leapt into the fray, her fists at the ready.
She had no words to offer. Instead, the only sound that issued from her as she shoved her way through the masses of random senshi was loud, terrible, malicious laughter.
It was after a few moments of aimless violence that she found herself back-to-back with General Obsidian, who was dealing out his own brand of justice in a manner that was nothing short of refreshing.
"Glad to see you're still in shape, sir," she curtly passed to him. "It's definitely been a little while."
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:15 pm
He saw Helios, and he remembered.
It was like a puzzle piece falling into place, a key that fit so perfectly into a lock on his memory so complex that Itsuki never knew it had even existed at all. He saw her, and he knew. He was a Guardian of Elysion, a servant of Helios. He belonged here, to protect her. To protect this place now threatened by such an evil that made his stomach knot.
Everyone else forgotten, Leopard's Eye stumbled forward towards the Priestess of Elysion, his features fixed in a mix of joy and awe. Though her fury was certainly a thing to be feared, he did not seem afraid as he stepped forward, bringing a hand up and towards her cheek.
“You're alive-” he began, unable to swallow the sudden shock. She was alive. She was alive and she was here. The young man who had spent his entire life feeling as though he never belonged, never understood, finally felt home.
And he was not about to let them take it away.
"Priestess," there were tears at the corners of his eyes as he looked upon her, "I will clear the way."
As Leopard's Eye turned back towards the fray, his fingers flexed and collapsed into fists. Itsuki was running through the crowd, showing surprising dexterity as he wove his way towards the invaders, carelessly shoving bodies aside whether they were senshi or Negaverse. They were all invaders, he knew now, but at least the senshi did not seem to intend to burn the place to the ground. He leapt over a moving body, changing form with ease now that he was within Elysion, and suddenly Captain Zinkenite had 150 lbs of claws and muscle bearing down on him.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:15 pm
FREAKING NEGAVERSE!!!
Regulus attention was drawn, most unfortunately, to Europa as she came charging to his side, and managed to look back only in time to get a face full of tiny paint dots.
"PFFT! PTTAHHH! b*****d!" He shot a kick forward sharply with his heavy uniform boots, hoping to catch Bismuthite in the attack, desperately trying to wipe the paint out of his eyes. "Europa! Hold him down so I can roast him like a *pttoo* Marshmallow!!" He demanded, furiously. His hair was sticking up now in comical directions, and in even more interesting color.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:17 pm
-The peace had been shattered by Pegasus' demand, Juno bristling as the stinging words assaulted her. Get out? She'd not expected that. Not from the Pegasus her princess had spoken of so fondly from time to time. She bristled instinctively, drawing protectively near Chibimoon. When her eyes turned to deliver a death stare to the priestess however they quickly widened. The quickly rushing wave of dark soliders ate up the beautiful fields, how could things become so tense in such a small moment?
Her eyes searched the ground for a weapon, anything, dissapointed when she found very little to work with. Her stomach churned with confusion and adreniline finally simply lifting her fists in preperation eyes darting back and forth from the princess to the darkness that drew closer.-
-She hadn't expected it... she'd been lulled into the comfort that had been promised. But it didn't take long for Polaris to snap out of her stupor and into action. Ivory boots pounded the ground as she shot forward, trying to get as many of her allies behind her as she could manage before the group clashed into one giant pile. She was fairly confident, her teeth gritted, her expression proud. How dare they intrude on this place!? Obviously something so beautiful.. so good couldn't belong to them. She'd make them eat their words and metal.
Her fingers streched outwards as she skidded to a stop.- "Magnetic field!!!"
-Her jewelry shivered, pulling her braids lightly in front of her as she waited for the familiar sound of clattering metal. It was a sound that didn't come however. This paradise was not home.. metal litter didn't cover the area and Polaris realized all too late. Her powers were useless.. Except perhaps to try and wreck havoc on other's weapons.-
((If anyone wants their weapons or metal jewelry to try and move a little feel free. It 'might' be lightly pulled towards the frontline negaverse))
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:17 pm
Themis did not find Bellatrix.
The only thing he found was Fayalite's waycry, and he only had time to step away before the pole could be brought down to hit his skull - however, it was not quick enough to dodge it completely, and it hit on his shoulder. Hard.
There was so much going on around them. So many bodies, so many people moving - could he lose her ? Even so, he was likely to run right into another agent. And she didn't look like she was going to give up so easily.
The only answer the pink-eyed girl would get was a fist flying toward her face.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:19 pm
She didn't have time to catch up with Regulus, and it was actually something of a relief that her next move was to fling a hand forward and cry "Europa Deep Ocean Pressure!" at the top of her lungs. Her hope was, of course, that Bismuthite would get caught in her range, but there was no telling with these things with so many Negaversers nearby.
"One step ahead of you!" Europa cried, leaping at the brown-clothed Nega who she hadn't yet appraised whether he'd been frozen or not. "You're going to pay for painting my boyfriend!" she exclaimed. "Get him, Reg!"
((If anyone else wants to get caught in range of Europa's attack, you're frozen from pressure for about 15-30 seconds.))
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:21 pm
Alkaid had followed Tanzanite to the hilltop, she had been led willingly to be the display that Tanzanite hoped would strike the senshi down with fear. She stared out calmly, her face betraying no emotion, as ghastly fingers stroked through the curtain of her long dreads. She had once had comrades among those numbers, friends among the warriors of the moon. Now her friends were the dark legion of the earth, the soldiers that poured out around her to meet head on with Elysion's invaders.
She found no sympathy left for them.
She was just about to look up at Tanzanite, ask the General how best she could be used now, when she saw a very familiar green-haired senshi in a beeline for the top of the hill - for her.
"Saiph," she murmured, almost under her breath, as her body tensed and her hands curled up into fists. They had already had their reunion rendezvous and this calling out spelled trouble for the both of them. Even if Alkaid knew that Saiph's powers far outmatched her own (of course they did, Alkaid was eternally doomed as support) she wouldn't back down and let this blatant challenge go unanswered - especially not when the eyes of her commanding officers were right on her.
She stepped forward a little, away from the grasp of Tanzanite's arm, with her fists braced at fighting level. There was a brief flash of something on her face - pity? hurt? - before she launched forward to meet Saiph at the crest of the hill, one fist aiming directly at that familiar face. Maybe she could punch memories away.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:21 pm
Ryuthulhu FREAKING NEGAVERSE!!!
Regulus attention was drawn, most unfortunately, to Europa as she came charging to his side, and managed to look back only in time to get a face full of tiny paint dots.
"PFFT! PTTAHHH! b*****d!" He shot a kick forward sharply with his heavy uniform boots, hoping to catch Bismuthite in the attack, desperately trying to wipe the paint out of his eyes. "Europa! Hold him down so I can roast him like a *pttoo* Marshmallow!!" He demanded, furiously. His hair was sticking up now in comical directions, and in even more interesting color. Bismuthite smirked from where he was, still knelt to the ground. He tried jumping away from the kick, but ended up being caught by his own foot on his long coat, and falling back onto his rear. Ugh! "Try it." he challenged, despite his humiliation. He regained his footing, and spent little time in charging at them both, elbow held out in front of him, weapon ready in his opposite hand, only to get caught in Europa's attack. It felt like he was trying to run under water.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:22 pm
Noise. So much noise. Noise, noise, noise, noise, noise.
This place had gotten so loud.
Kurma was, thankfully, somewhat on the outskirts of the sanctuary-turned-battlefield when the Negaverse made their arrival. Since the moment he'd entered, he'd been trying to find some moment of peace, some way to focus, but to no avail. All it earned him was a terrible headache, and all the people screaming and fighting could only make it worse.
So, he staggered up to uneasy feet, clutching his forehead in one of his hands -- and luckily for him, there was a bottle of delicious Space Beer right there on the ground beside where he took his first step.
He plucked it off the ground and sauntered several more paces away from the pandemonium, taking large gulps from his prize all the while.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:24 pm
In a mere seconds, the handmaiden of Chronos was in the fray of battle. Though usually the first to rush in, Boreas was taken by surprise by the short amount of time it took for the beautiful green fields to become the sight of such an awful battle. There wasn't any choice left now. His body was on fire. He almost felt like something was pulling him deeper into the battle.
"I'm sorry Neso. Do your stalker thing."
With those words, he sprinted down the hill and deeper into the pile of bodies, moving and unconscious. He was far too anxious, too exhilarated to keep moving further from the battle.
The first officer he saw was that of a brown haired, pink-eyed girl. Her lantern catching his attention. Whatever the case, she seemed to be holding her own with a metal pole. Probably not the best choice, but he didn't have the luxury of picking his battles.
"Blizzard Blast!"
He only hoped it did some damage to Lt. Fayalite.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:25 pm
Oh jesus christ... he was going to wind up with a Cat Phobia if this kept up, this was defiantly worse than that ******** Siamese. The Leopard slammed into him, easily removing him from his feet, heavy as anything and tearing into fabric and the skin and muscle beneath.
It was all he could do to have fumbled free his Smoke pellets just before he'd been struck. Some of them rolled down the hill to be lost underfoot to whomever might be unfortunate enough to step on them.
He did his best to Jam one of the remaining ones between himself and Leopard Eye's teeth.
If he thought it had seemed 'real' before, it was all brought into sharp clarity now, he had no idea what he'd been getting into before. Word games were not war... and now... now he'd have to find out if he was capable. He'd fight or die and there was no grey line to make people question, there was no heaven or hell, it was his heart beating in his ears and his arms slicked with his own blood as he tried to defend himself.
No...not just defend, as he sought for a way to kill the beast between him and everything else that stood in the way of victory.
Did leopards have starseeds? He meant to try and find out if he could just risk the reach.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:26 pm
Uninvited guests. Certainly not the welcoming kind either, the corner of Aeria's mouth turned downwards. Elysion had simply been too good to come true-- and like all good things, they ended rather quickly.
Too quickly.
Aeria was always off to the side. Her personality didn't allow her to mingle in the masses, despising the close body heat or snips of conversation that joined together to create an incessant and never-ending stream of noise.She wouldn't shrink away. Her hands stood up, balled in fists, near the temple of the Elysion princess. Unseen in the commotion of the fight, Aeria slowly circled the temple to the other side. Her skinny frame hidden mostly by a pole, she tipped her head to scan the army of negaverse agents that stood behind.
The crystal senshi stood warily, the area around her.. empty for the moment. Those were.. quite the negaverse agents. Even those numbers didn't fail to astound Aeria. Those power signatures in back.. it hovered menacingly, like a shadow overtaking the sky. She looked warily behind her, in the distance, stood a.. was that.. Was he wobbling?
Her incredulous gaze now landed upon Kurma drinking space beer. An impressively idiotic feat that nobody could match up to.
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Posted: Sat Feb 05, 2011 6:28 pm
Fayalite felt the pole hit with a crunch, forming a satisfied smile that..did not last all too long.
Ever heard the saying you need to punch that grin off your face? WELL She now knew the feeling, as Themis's punch hit a home run right in the kisser. Ow.
The recoil from it almost knocked her off balance, but she was so pumped from adrenaline she recovered quickly... Quick enough to drop her paper lantern, and grab the arm with a REALLY tight grip. Maybe even enough to dig her fingernails in that were hidden behind her gloves. She was in predator mode... she wouldn't go down THAT easy. Taking her pole, she swung the pole around to try and slam it into his side again.
...Then again...was it suddenly...getting colder? She shivvered as she felt something heading her way. She knew she always needed pants, not shorts.
((CRAPSORRY I DIDNT SEE YOUR POST MP. Edite din!))
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