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edit: Well, since I messed that up, this roll = Serpe gets stabbed with a spear

Serpentine: 36/50 (-4 from Snow Slip, -10 from spear)

Serpentine had been extraordinarily lucky thus far in the battle, suffering an aching ankle and little else. Now that the enemy was becoming more desperate, and unpredictable, however, he felt a stabbing pain in his arm and went down with a shout. There was no way to make an attack when his free hand instinctively covered the wound.

rolling for damage for ida - hit with a mace, get a second attack

Ida HP: 19 - 5 = 14

Contrary to popular belief, sometimes determination and desire just weren't enough. It wasn't that the Queen hadn't wanted it enough, nor that she'd been paticularly unprepared. Her efforts had been doughty to say the least. In the end it simply came down to numbers, power, and the equal resolve of all those that had rallied against her. There was something to say about the power of everyone working together, be they friend or foe.

Some turned her attack back on her, throwing back the things she had attempted to pelt them with. Others relied on their surroundings (the park setting, it seemed had provided plenty of ammuntion) or their own weapons and powers to lob attacks back against her. A sword of glowing energy pierced her, some strange shape appeared on her which caused a sudden unpleasant pain in her chest, and then of course there was the snow unsettling her balance enough that she could hardly sheild herself from the barrage of shoes.

The Queen was trying to hold it together, but in the end all the effort she could muster just wasn't enough. Even as she turned her eyes onto her opponents, releasing an anguished cry, her body was already beginning to dissipate, just as her minions once had.



As the Queen fizzled and faded into nothingness so did the immense aura that had surrounded her. As quickly as it all had started the oppressive feeling was just... gone. The night air was clear and calm once more, the moon shining brightly, no longer hindered. The only aura anymore was from the large gathering of people, from many factions, who had been there to put up the fight. Upon morning, however, stories of an unusual amount of citizens simply dying in their sleep would fill the stations, unbeknownced that those citizens had already met their demise many days before.

Any worries that it was merely a trick would not last for long. When night came the following days the moon would remain unhindered. No longer would anyone find themselves chased or attacked by shadowed versions of themselves. They had succeeded in protecting the Earth together, each and every one of them. And, as it often did, eventually time would heal the wounds of Destiny City and the paranoia.

"Nothing really serious," Amytis replied, "just wet and burned and throwing my shoes was a bad idea because I'm totally going to cut my feet up on the way home..." She drooped, looking rather like a very sad, lost, wet puppy. "Um, but if you need somewhere to go, I have an apartment and you could patch up there?"

Tantalus slowly began to stir, and automatically curled into the warmth that was Damocles's body. His eyes opened and he glanced up. "Did we win?" He asked, which seemed a silly given that they were still alive and he didn't hear the sounds of fighting around him.

Natron did in fact wake up rather quickly, and then he swallowed. "S-sorry," he said, pushing himself up and fumbling in the pocket of his uniform for a starseed. He always carried one, damn it, so even though he didn't use one most nights he had one just in case. He considered it a miracle that it hadn't been crushed in the fighting, so that he could eat one quickly for the boost he needed to teleport to a relatively "safe" area, not as crowded and with trees to hide him, a few hundred feet away to power down.

Once he was Gabriel again, he staggered out of the woods, managing to look as panicked as possible. "Des! Des?"

"I'll be okay, and I mean, once we get out of here I can power down and I'll have my regular shoes back," Amytis said. She wasn't all that worried about revealing her identity to people in her Court, they were friends and she could help them and patch them up! "Actually, let me lead, I need to show you where I live and it's really not that far from here!" And then she skipped around Damocles and started off, half-walking and half-skipping in her enthusiasm.

Tantalus wrapped his arms around Damocles's neck. "You could put me down," he said, though there wasn't any real enthusiasm for the idea. He would much rather Damocles carry him than have to walk. He turned his head to glance after Amytis and raised his eyebrows. "She's adorable. Can we keep her?"

Gabriel practically ran over, kneeling down next to Des and immediately starting to fret over him like he'd wanted to earlier. "Are you alright?" He asked. He knew he was battered and bruised and damaged, but he was worried about his boyfriend first - Des, who had taken all fo that while still in civilian form.

Amytis paused to wait for the other two, wringing out her hair a little. There was a lot of water caught up in it, and she'd have to take it down to dry it out, damn. "You coming?"

"Details, details," Tantalus scoffed, as he sank limply against Damocles. "She's precious, don't pretend," he laughed, and then he coughed a little. Why did that hurt? "I'll live," he said, and then with some effort he pulled himself up to give Damocles a brief kiss. "You might not have caught me, but you kept me safe after I fell which is just as important."

Gabriel carefully gathered Des up in his arms, his hold gentle, and rested his forehead against Des's. "It was pretty bad," he agreed. "Crazy ******** moonbitch." He was trying his best to hold it together, but seeing Des hurt was going to break him. "He didn't do a very good job keeping you safe...I'm sorry I couldn't be with you."

"Shut up, I can try, I did it before. A little." Gabriel replied. "I'm stronger than I look, remember." He couldn't carry Des when he was shaking like a leaf, though, he knew that much. "Yeah, I won't disagree with that." Gabriel leaned in to press his lips to Des's. "I don't care either. Home is wherever you are, anyway." Because apparently it was sappy time.

Gabriel took a long, slow breath, slowly standing up and trying to being his panic under control. "I am breathing," he murmured,"luckily." He hadn't been hit too hard by the potentially lethal rain of Negaverse weaponry and Senshi attacks and weird magic. He held oh t his hands to Des, so he could pull his boyfriend up too. "I...think your firehouse is closer?"