Ochre. Sheikh. Whatever goes on with this, however it falls out, you're on my glory and crumpets list. I have no real choice but to trust you. Please be cool. Sandrine didn't make any efforts to dodge the spell from the corrupted, hearing that he was casting something.
Sure enough, one of the creepo's bustin' in to the place pulled the vanishing act and appeared RIGHT BEHIND. It was predictable, though, and exactly what the basic senshi had hoped for, planned for with the oversized bag of basketballs. The hope was that the size, number, and possibility of the weapon wielded (whatever it had ended up being) would cut the bag and increase the chances of ball-istics landing some sort of stinging hit. Maybe cause some confusion with flying spheres suddenly going everywhere.
Sandrine pivoted on heel to lean in counter weight a mace-swing right for the General's body. Reply echoed loud, as loud as Sandrine could project, and clear off the smooth walls of the gym, "BALLS. WHO SAID ANYTHING ABOUT RUNNING."
There are other auras coming. Some are clear. Allies. Help is coming. People are coming.
Sleet Tempest Snape
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Syrie
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Aurelius Ambrosius
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 1:13 pm
As predicted, perhaps, he brought his weapon up in order to block the incoming attack the bagged balls presented. Spreading his legs in order to distribute his weight and keep himself on his feet. He allowed himself to lean backward to try and take less of a direct hit, and let his weapon take the impact and block most of it. What he wasn't expecting was the explosion of balls leaving the bag - this was not good.
He had sensed other auras, all order ones, arriving and while he should perhaps worry he didn't. he had also heard the call for help go out and wondered if he should summon his own communications crystal and put in a call as well to back up the Lieutenants call - it might get people moving a bit quicker. He didn't at the moment though, as he was shifting his grip on his weapon, and brought the weapons butt to use as he aimed to strike the white moon senshi.
He couldn't kill this senshi, which he understood the purpose behind, but the others that had decided to join this party, they were fair game. What they didn't know however was that he wouldn't be aiming to kill any of them were he to get into a fight with them, he would be aiming to render unconscious or incapacitate them. He didn't have time for a long, drawn out, fight if one were to come his way.
Ivynian
Sleet Tempest Snape
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Sleet Tempest Snape
Noble Vampire
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 1:27 pm
Her General, for he most certainly was hers, had told her where he would be this evening and for what purpose. Katya had, at the time, been busy reading and had continued to read long past the time she'd planned to. It was late, she knew it, but the guardian cat was finally making her way to the scene of all that was going on. Little paws hit the ground as the russian blue made her way into the gymnasium, little feet slipping for a moment on the slick surface, before she caught herself and continued on her way.
So many white moon senshi she could feel and very few chaos auras - how bad was this? Would more order senshi be arriving and knights? She did hope not, she didn't want to see her side overwhelmed by those of the white moon.
Looking around the green eyes of the guardian cat spotted several senshi, knights and she could feel a corrupted senshi as well, one which she knew. Wondering where the senshi was she started looking all around hoping to spot the senshi who bore a negaverse aura. Turning her head this way and that, her tail twitching and swaying behind her, she started moving around the polished wooden floor of the gymnasium as she tried to get a good view of everything going on and everyone here. Oh, she would find him it was a matter of time as the cat moved around, tempted to call out to him. He was also hers, the first corrupted to belong to her, and she would see him.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 2:19 pm
It was the second time that Cyllene received a call on her communicator instructing her to report somewhere for an operation. And much like the first time, the Super Senshi felt obliged to follow through. There was no more running from the Chaos that controlled her. And so, the blonde quickly made her way to the DCU campus and found herself staring up at the large buildings before her.
Would I have ended up here if I had not joined the Negaverse? I wonder what my goals were before all of this...
Post-secondary options littered Cyllene's thoughts as she casually pushed through the Gymnasium's double doors coming face to face with Order and Chaos power signatures alike. A grin split upon the Acid Senshi's face as she was pulled back to the here-and-now.
"Looks like a party's about to start in here," she said rather loudly, her voice echoing through the large gymnasium.
Apparently the little Senshi had no intention of running, which made things all the more interesting.
Mont Blonc glanced back long enough to see and acknowledge Aegir, a smile coming and going before he turned his attention where it should have been to begin with. He couldn't help it, though. His friends were still limited, to put it nicely. It put any subconscious fear of a repeat of the last big battle to rest - he wasn't alone here. "Do you know who sent out the distress call?" he hung back to hiss to the super senshi, clutching his pen and knowing he couldn't afford to just throw himself in without some kind of strategy. He wanted to be a help, not a hindrance.
Eurydike, for his part, knew no one - and he didn't care. All he knew was that someone had called for help, some stronger Order allies were here, and it was enough to get the chance for some payback against these freaks for all the times he'd been drained and assaulted in the past year. It hadn't been what he wanted, to be a senshi, but there was no turning back now that he'd crossed that road. At least finally he knew what was what, and it was time to fight back.
The first officer that caught his eye was the one with all the tattoos calling for back-up into some crystal, and even if he felt stronger, Eurydike figured it was smarter to try and shut him up. So that was the one he chose to pursue, and whether Mont Blonc or anyone else followed him or not was of no concern to him. He was just determined to get his attention, distract him, maybe kick the stupid crystal or something if he could get at it.
Luckily for Amphitrite, she hadn't been so far. Her patrols, more common now, tended to center around DCU since all the careless parties and exposed not-quite adults made for a pretty easy energy grab. This was just the sort of thing she'd been waiting for. A chance to take part in a proper, valuable mission. She was nothing short of delighted as she stepped into the gynasium (idly wondering if this was where some other certain negaverse agent frequented for his games), giving the whole mess the once over to see where she stood.
A few Order people she knew already, the page and the senshi. The senshi was stronger now, she noted with a vague pursing of her lips, but it didn't take away from her thrill. Especially when she realized to her even greater delight that there was a cat present, one of their own. She spared the cat a prolonged glance - and then heard Cyllene. She spared the super senshi a broad smile before she turned her attention to another basic senshi (Cor Caroli), some other cute boy she didn't recognize at all.
"How's hero life treating you?" she teased as she snaked in behind him, aiming to reward him for his heroism with a swift, heeled kick to the back.
Sylent Nyte
Mention for Amphi being all YO BUDDY
Ivynian
Sleet Tempest Snape
Strickenized
Eurydike's after yer lucky charms yo
shibrogane
Pixie Nyxie
Sylent Nyte
Noir Songbird
Syrie
Yo we gotta do another RP where Monty sees upgrade okay? smile
Sami-Fire
Corrupt also after your lucky charms
Aurelius Ambrosius
litian
Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 2:37 pm
They started to arrive. Bolton counted them, remembering her lesson from Quartz. The uniforms wouldn't be difficult to remember, she imagined. They were all wildly different, but there were some who felt... stronger than the others. She'd focus on them.
She threw an arm over the top of her laundry detergent, and peered over the railing of the bleachers. A Page, a basic-level senshi... and then the Super she had sensed. Bolton swung a leg over the railing and slid down, glad for the fabric covering on her free hand. There are things we say which have no meaning. Their only purpose is to be heard. She smiled, the expression visible only in the crinkling of her eyes. She grabbed a hearty handful of detergent. This would hurt the trio, she knew. If they turned to look at her... which... "Behind you," she shouted, and as they turned she threw a wide arc of sparkly pale-violet powder.
Hyperborea turned her attention to the corrupted super senshi who just made her presences known. She decided that the blond and blue haired girl would make a good start since she didn't really know who all to be fighting or who was the one who sent out the distress call.
"If it's a party then lets dance." She said as she charged the corrupted senshi. She rammed her shoulder into the other girl's gut and tackled her to the ground.
She punched senshi across the face. "Give up and leave and I won't break your arms!"She said with malice and hate.
(Aspect of Cosmos: The silvery sheen of starlight covers the Knights of the Cosmos, and their touch is just as heavenly. It's warm and pleasant to most, but acidic and painful to corrupted beings. For the followers of Chaos, physical contact with one of these Knights feels like a mild chemical burn: although it does little in the way of damage, it's hard to tolerate it.)
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 3:04 pm
"Nice work on the doors." Aegir reached out to clap Mont Blonc's shoulder and give him a reassuring wink when the page held back to ask if he had any clues as to whom they were all there to try and help. "Not a goddamned clue. Don't need one." The Chaos energy signatures all over the place were everything he needed to know in order to throw in. Maybe some of the Order people didn't feel as though they were beholden to each other - or perhaps it was more like most did not - but Aegir sure did.
And that was when he spotted Umber. That shitty goddamned star-seed ripping b*****d was there. The senshi with his Saturn!bro that he didn't know made way directly for the dark-haired Negaverse agent, presumably to stop him calling for back-up, and it was all Aegir could do to not call out a warning. s**t, that guy is seriously bad news...he'll never beat him! I gotta face that creep again--
But before he could do anything about the tattooed hellspawn, he heard a voice behind him and automatically started turning, a questioning sound in his throat. Bad idea. Very Bad Idea. Because some girl he didn't know was throwing a handful of - what the hell was it!? - at their faces. If he hadn't really good reflexes it would have hit him full-force in the face, as things stood he was able to block partially with one arm, though he got enough up his nose to burn horribly and he was temporarily blinded to keep the lavender scented powder out of his eyes.
Detergent. She ******** threw detergent at us!?! The hell is wrong with these people!? "Son of a ******** b***h! Watch your eyes, guys." Seriously, the moment he could brush that s**t out of his eyes, he was going to pour a whole box down the girl's throat. Or just strangle her with his magic.
shibrogane
Hi Bolton, Aegir doesn't like you now.
frayedflower
No Eurydike, don't do it. He's bad news bears! Watch out, Monty!
"Huhwhat?" Cor Caroli's confusion didn't get to last for long before heels collided with his back, sending him to the ground with a loud "********!" He turned over to see who had kicked him, and it turned out to be another senshi. An evil one, presumably, if the cracks in her chest and forehead and the needling aura were any indication. He didn't know that senshi could actually be members of the Negaverse; Luna Bay aside (and he hadn't seen many up close there), he had only had encounters with straightforward Lieutenants. "What are you?" he asked as he tried to pull himself to his feet.
Glitnir, meanwhile, had been eyeballing the General attacking the Basic senshi elsewhere. His odds weren't great, but maybe if he used his magic, he could slow the General down enough for at least one whack. Something had to be done, or the enemy would have a decisive edge over them. There was, however, a more pressing matter: a Basic Corrupt had floored Cor Caroli. Maybe Cor could handle her if he slowed her a bit? Glitnir pushed down on one scale basket, triggering his magic. He only wanted to use about ten seconds, tops; the rest would have to be saved for more powerful opponents.
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Magic: When weight is applied to one side of the scale (most likely Glitnir pushing on it with his finger), all enemies within 8 feet feel their major sins come to the forefront of their minds. If the target doesn't consider themselves to have sinned, they just gain a strong feeling in their minds that they have done something wrong and be unable to identify what it is (they might as well have left the oven on before they left the house). The air seems to grow "heavy" to them, and a feeling of pressure slows them down. The time pool for this magic is 35 seconds.
[It doesn't seem that anyone else is close enough to Amphitrite or Cor Caroli and Glitnir; if you think your character may be affected, quote me so I know!]
frayedflower
Oh no u don't
Sleet Tempest Snape
Mention!
Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 4:06 pm
Sandrine's swing bought her time against the general, it looked like - time that Ochre could spend casting her magic. Initially he faltered, for any action committed directly against a Negaverse agent would receive severe repercussions, but prior decision necessitated that he swallow his fears.
Just pretend that you're seeing how it works. You slipped, you hit the general instead of the senshi. It's that simple.
Or you could hit the ********," Ochre cursed under his breath. "By the Sword!" He announced afterward, concurrent to the instinctive nature behind his magic. A pair of fingers traced down his coat, catching on ripples of fabric, before a small sword formed of precipitated blood. As per Sandrine's earlier suggestion, Ochre tried to throw the unwieldy weapon. It may well just clatter across the ground in a murder scene instead of hit the blonde in question, but he attempted nonetheless.
Man, it'd be so much easier just to run him though with it. I should've thought about this.
Ochre still had a means of followup. The hockey stick stolen from the equipment room sat against the wall near him, and he snapped it up promptly. Having never practiced with one of the sticks before, he brandished the makeshift weapon with inexperience showing and swung it toward the back of the general's neck. The chances of success were slim.
I am so toast for this. Can't lie about it now.
xxx
The call went through on the communication crystal shortly before a senshi sporting pinks came through to accost his attention. Umber shot the man a cold glance, and intended to pay him no mind. These are all just distractions. Jack - I'm nowhere near you. Benitoite should be able to detain you nonetheless. And if he's wise, he'll kill my brother too.
In an effort to ignore the approaching senshi, Umber continued his sprint toward the target. Inwardly he considered the efficacy behind capturing the many that were here. Had they enough officers for that? Likely not - and it was best to stick to the goal and prove success in the projected mission, wasn't it?
That's right, Jack. Don't run. stand your ground so we can bring you in.
The lieutenant continued on his path, sparing no second glance toward the group that received detergent to the face.
Ivynian
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Syrie
u comin brah?
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umber says no go away
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 4:31 pm
Cyllene offered Amphitrite a really ridiculously happy wave as the other corrupt smiled at her, which unfortunately had Cyllene distracted for just enough time for a Squire to tackle her to the ground. Typically, it was Cyllene that caused an awful chemical burn but the moment that Hyperborea came into contact with the Senshi, she shrieked.
"Oh my god!! You freak get off of me!" Cyllene flailed under the other girl, taking a hit square across the face. Her head snapped to one side and she spat blood to the shiny waxed floor. She groaned for a moment and grabbed at the other girl, procuring a handful of her dress at her chest.
"Better hope my hand doesn't slip into your chest, you sparkly, burny, Order t**t!" Cyllene said between clenched teeth- a tiny hint of surprise in her own eyes at the comment as it was very very unlike the blonde to get so... angry.
Instead of focusing on that, however, Cyllene called to her moon's magic. "Cyllene Acid Kiss!" She pressed her lips to the palm of her free hand and blew a very very wet kiss in Hyperborea's face.
[Cyllene Acid Kiss: Sailor Cyllene raises her right hand, kisses it and as if she is blowing a kiss- she blows and sprays her enemy with acid like vinegar or citric acid. No permanent damage, just stings the eyes (if she doesn’t miss) and is uncomfortable/distracting. She has to be within a few feet (2-3 max) for this attack to be successful.]
frayedflower
Hey gurl~!
Aurelius Ambrosius
Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 4:37 pm
"It wasn't really me but..." Mont Blonc didn't have a lot of time to waste being modest; but really, it was the other guy! He just barely registered that Eurydike had taken off after the tattoo guy and the look that passed over Aegir's face when he heard someone say 'behind you'. Feeling a chaos signature, he whirled on his heel - even then he was slow. Maybe this time, it wasn't such a bad thing since the detergent didn't exactly hit him full on in the face.
It was still enough to fill his world with burning, and the page cried out audibly (though he quickly had enough sense to clamp his mouth shut again - didn't so much to free him of the scalding lavender onslaught), wiping with face furiously with a sleeve and stumbling a few steps. Unfortunately, the warning came a bit late for him.
Which left Eurydike at an impasse - he'd been just far enough in his pursuit of the other negaverse officer that he hadn't gotten hit like the other two, but now he was left with a less than ideal choice. Keep after his chosen target and see where it led him, or hang back and try to do to the b***h in the mask. He glanced back over his shoulder at the tattooed man as he went, then gritted his teeth, took a deep breath (in case of more detergent) and turned his full attention on Bolton, all but flinging himself towards the bleachers. He went from trying to slap a crystal out of one guy's hand to trying to slap detergent out of another's. Sigh.
Syrie
shibrogane
Salty bard coming atcha!!
Strickenized
Never wanna give you up~
The satisfaction that came with that solid kick was beyond any kind of words. She still couldn't so much as look at these people without a surge of revulsion washing through her - it wasn't like the first time with Methone, where a persist tug of something had lingered on in the pit of her stomach. Amphitrite couldn't help but laugh at the order senshi now, licking her lips as she purred out, "I'm a survivor, that's what."
She lifted her foot, ready to stomp him hard to the floor again and grind her heel in for good measure, when the magic hit. Then, for some reason, Methone came to mind again. The tug became a pull, and the corrupt suddenly felt as though she were drowning in air. How --
"Just try it Chaos b***h! I'll break every bone in your hand before you even touch my star seed!" But before Hyperborea could do much more she was hit by the Senshi's acidic kiss magic.
She stumbled off the blond clutching her eyes. She could still see which was good but her eyes stung like crazy.
She wiped her eyes and tried to ignore the burning feeling in her cornea. "Alright I'm definitely gonna hurt you for that one." She said delivering a quick and hard round house kick to Cyllene's side.
Sylent Nyte
Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 5:09 pm
Bolton locked her hands around her box. Not that it was precious, but what if she could lure this guy closer to her and then... She could see that Umber on his way to get the target. Why was she fighting so hard, didn't she know that there would only be more pain behind that...? But she was still staring down at a senshi rushing her. This was going to be awkward, probably, and if she didn't move fast, painful. She waited. And waited. And once he was close enough, she whipped it out, spreading another arc of detergent--this one much thicker than the last.
She danced around the group of Order signatures, chucking the box at the golden-haired senshi's head on the off chance that that would keep him, and his powerful aura, away.
Time to clear out and see if she could get anyone else. Maybe not with the detergent, since she'd just used it all up. She had other skills in her arsenal, and she could use them to help another member of the team... Bolton spotted another first-level Negaverser being accosted by a Squire, and started to make her way towards the poorly-matched pair.
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Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2015 5:52 pm
The distraction worked just as Cyllene had intended (because let's face it, some lemon juice in the eyes wasn't gonna kill her opponent), and the Senshi quickly steadied herself on her feet. There would be no more surprises from this glittery chick.
"Ughhh, stop talking already. You're so annoying."
Cyllene stumbled at the kick to her side and her hands immediately went to where her ribs ached. Physical fights were definitely not her forte and the more hits that this other girl got in, the worse Cyllene was going to do up against her. So the Senshi did what she knew how- she got catty. Throwing herself at Hyperborea, she used all of her force to push her back towards the doors to the athletic equipment room. The pair slammed into the doors and they flew open under the weight of them, causing Cyllene to trip over herself and her stupid hair, and she grabbed at Hyperborea to try and take her down with her in a last ditch effort to get a hit in.
