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(Order Hourly Roll)

"Drop, drop, DROP, DROP, DROP!" Tsui was practically roaring from behind the shield, grabbing at her hair and watching as the poor Page screamed and begged for help. He saw her, was looking dead at her, and there was nothing she could do until the shield had dropped. The youma dug its needle-like teeth into his chest, probably going straight for the starseed, and still, he held a hand out and looked at her with pleading eyes. She screamed to him, hoping that someone would hear her or him and help him. Why was no one helping him? Where was the rest of the Order faction? "Hang on! I'm going to help you! Someone will help you!"

He gave another cry, before his arm fell limp at his side and the youma ripped its head away, blood spraying from its mouth, and it turned to set eyes on her. It gave a roar, just as the shield had finally dropped, and Tsui challenged it with a roar of her own. She ran forward, despite the smoke, despite the burning in her throat and chest and the smell of blood and death around her, and she tackled the youma and threw both of them away from the dying Page. She fell on top of the youma and just went at him, using her muscular legs to pin his arms and shoulders down and punching repeatedly at its head. Did it swallow the starseed? Could she still save the page?

"Give it back! GIVE IT BACK THIS INSTANT!" She bellowed, giving it another punch and using her forearm as a brace, placing her fist and elbow into its mouth and forcing it to remain open so that she could dig into its mouth and try to grab it. The tongue wriggled and sloshed around her hands but that didn't stop her. "I will rip your TONGUE out if you don't give it back to me!"

Where was it? WHERE WAS IT? Did he swallow it? Was it in his stomach? The page didn't have much time! When he tried to bite down on her arm, she gave him another punch, straight in the eye, and to her horror it dissipated into dust. She killed it? Had she hit it that hard? She didn't care, shifting through the dust for the starseed and leaving herself completely open to attack. Tears did stream down her face now, but they weren't of fear or sorrow, but rage. "Where is it? Where is it?"

[Chaos - Hourly roll]

Mimi just looked at Remarque as he walked away. He'd eventually be back, she assumed. Instead, she focused her attention to the negaverse member (Kyanite) in front of her as well as another DMC (Virtus). He looked over at her meaning that he might have needed help.

She looked at the damage on Kyanite. Honestly, being her first time seeing this kind of stuff, she was pretty squeamish. Despite that however, she took a deep breath and came over to them. "I c-can try and help!"

Looking around, she managed to find a piece of random cloth flying around. Mimi looked at Kyanite and Virtus before handing over the cloth. "Will this help at all?"

[chaos, hourly

see below for accompanying post, for IC continuity's sake.

xD I type too slow!]

(Order hourly roll)

Camelot grunted in pain as he was struck again, and that was enough. He could not put up much more of a fight, and he had no ground to stand on, metaphorically at this moment, to try and reason with her. It hurt his heart, his chest tightening as he curled away from her.

He ended up on his stomach, and pushed his hands under him. He cried out in pain as his arm burned in agony, and he favored it. He kept himself supported on one arm, the world spinning around him. He was not sure, at the moment, where his legs were.

He saw blood dropping from his face, his head, onto the ground beneath him. He watched it for a moment, realizing it was his. He was dizzy, the world was a strange blur of movement and dulled colors. He could not get up, not yet.

Half dragging himself, he tried to get away, so he could recover his senses, get back into the fight. But right now he needed to get away from it, as he was not present in his own head at the moment.

He needed help.

Order

As much as he was fine with standing by and keeping the chibis protected, there were others he cared about in the fight that he absolutely didn't want getting hurt.

Both Kallichore and Remarque seemed to be in a fight with Benitonite and an eternal he hadn't met before. His mind was racing, his heart pounding. There was too much going on, and too many people were already dying and getting hurt.

Valhalla left his post beside Ganymede, racing towards the confrontation, holding his compass up to send a beam of green light at both Benitonite's weapon arm, before repeating the motion with Chaonis's aimed punch. The magic only lasted a couple seconds, just enough time to hopefully stop what they intended on doing. Had he gotten there earlier, he would have tried to stop Remarque from hitting the other senshi, but since he could only focus on one attack at a time...

"Stop this!! We're not going to solve anything by fighting like this! We aren't searching for a Moon Queen, General!" He knew they must think that there was something to have them fighting, but from what Chibimoon had told them of the past... this was all just... pointless.

He moved to step in front of Kallichore, his compass still raised, glancing to Remarque with pleading eyes. "We can end this peacefully. Please... no more."

Naive, overly idealistic... probably, but if someone wasn't, were they all just going to keep at it until they all died?

Valhalla holds his gyrocompass, in his hand, out in front of him to target one opponent within a ten foot radius. (He can't attack someone from across a battlefield. They have to be generally close but still give him enough time to react.) He has to focus on them, and while focused has a lessened awareness of everything going on around him, aside from his opponent. Once hit by the magic, the opponent would discover that every movement they made was the complete opposite of what they were trying to accomplish. A step forward would be a step back, a punch to the face would have their arm swinging behind them, jumping would be ducking, etc. Of course, some actions are awkward and physically impossible to have an opposite effect, and in cases like that, their body would compensate.

This attack's results are pretty open to interpretation, as long as it's within reason. This attack also can't break the laws of gravity. If an opponent is in the air already and coming down, they can't be shot back up into the air. Instead it would result in the opponent pulling their legs up instead of bracing for a landing, or dropping their weapon if they are focused on holding onto it tightly. Again, it would be up to player interpretation.

Valhalla's magic pool lasts up to 60 seconds. Because it's not offensive in nature, Valhalla would use his magic in rapid succession to parry and evade (which is difficult enough without an actual weapon!), and not to outright attack, which makes using less time more effective.

The longer Valhalla focuses on his magic, the more time drained. But then the opponent has more of an opportunity to get used to his attack and figure out a way to re-orient himself or herself (within reason, and after falling victim to the attack a handful of times). After a while, someone might be able to figure out that moving backwards means they would move forward. If they do figure it out during longer held attacks, they might become confused again once the magic wears off completely and their movements are back to normal. Because if they were trying to do the opposite at that point to counter the attack, they would end up walking backwards instead of forwards. It should only result in momentary confusion.

TL;DR — It reverses movement.

Lina had not reacted well to a punch strong enough to snap her leg, sure that there was going to be at least a hairline fracture where the knuckles of Howlite had landed against her bone. It made her want to cry out in that moment but all the grinning general was going to get was a stiff exhalation of breath with a little whimper in it, the kind of sound someone gave when they weren't going to give you the satisfaction of screaming into your face.

The knight also had every intention of following the bomber officer into the melee but where Howlite moved through the rank and file with very little hindrance, trying to find a new target, Lina was swallowed almost immediately. It was then that she'd started using the scouter on the side of her head to drop officers out of her way, trying to use it as sparingly as possible because draining her own reserves of energy was stupid in a fight like this. When you could punch someone in the back of the head to get them out of your way, using magic to do it instead seemed like a cop-out. Lina Knight was fond of cop-outs but the situation had to call for them.

This one didn't. Not yet.

Scanning the room with her normal eyes rather than her magically enhanced screen she finally found her target again, bleeding and fiercely fighting off an equally-hurt Camelot. Camelot! Amber eyes widened as throwing herself forward the former Linarite threw herself between the two. "I'm so bad you had to run away and pick on someone older than you? That's pretty weak, General." Looking behind her at the blood on his creamy surcoat her heart sank. Camelot needed to get out of there and go home.

So she told him so.

"Get out of here or you're going to get hurt a little too bad to be fixed. I'll deal with this." Or at least try to. Hurting a Negaverse officer wasn't high on her list of things Lina Knight especially wanted to do but it seemed that the as-yet-unintroduced Howlite was determined to deal with her as well. One way or another.

Addressing the soldier on the floor, Lina was too 'good' to kick someone while they were down. "You should probably at least introduce yourself if you're going to try and kill me. I don't enjoy fighting anymore but if you're gonna force me to it, so be it." Though it didn't really look like the scrappy young woman was up to much in that moment, for which Lina was thankful.

Oberon sputtered in disbelief as Valhalla ran off to fight elsewhere, leaving Ganymede and Aster to protect them by themselves! That was totally not fair! Where did he think he was going?? And when Ganymede needed help??

The chibi senshi pushed Tomlin towards Hypnos as he jumped up to try and give Ganymede a hand. He might be small and weak, but he could at least help a little, right? "Look out!" he tried to warn the eternal as one of the 'bad guys' came up to attack him while he was looking elsewhere. With a leap, Oberon planted his foot into the side of the Nega's shoulder, knocking him off balance and to the ground as Oberon fell as well.

He scrambled to get up, kicking away the long, bladed weapon the man had with him, before trying to get in one more kick... and then scurry out of reach.

No, it wasn't as awesome as having usable magic, but it was something, right??