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Myrrha, Basic Senshi (Scents) - free flying lesson?

Myrrha had been attempting to find another stone that she could throw at the youma. The smoke in the air was making it hard to scan the ground at her feet as she searched for another decent sized projectile. Perhaps that is why the danger she was in did not register until it was too late. One second she was deep in concentration and then the next moment she found herself launched into the air. Her entire left side of her body was figuratively on fire. The sense of weightlessness lasted for all of several seconds before gravity reasserted itself.

Once, as a child, she had fallen off a set of monkey bars and landed on the ground hard. This was much, much worse.

There was a sound like a dull thud as Myrrha hit the earth on her side. Her awareness of the battlefield flickered and dimmed as she fought to stay conscious. Her struggle to catch her breath lengthened as she attempted to prop herself into a sitting position. At least that is what she tried to do. Mere seconds passed and an agonized cry materialized as her right hand erupted in a sharp pain. The wave of pain caught the scents senshi off guard. Bringing her obviously injured wrist closer to her body and cradling it was all she could manage to do before the overload on her system became too taxing. Of its own accord consciousness fled Myrrha's body.

Subamara, Senshi of Coffee

Rocks were falling, and Subamara knew her internet memes.

She turned her gaze to the rocky cavern above, and the monstrous draconic youma that blotted it out, showering the area with shattered crystals. Black fire gave no light, but she could feel the heat already. There wasn’t any safe place here, any shelter for the wounded. Nowhere to regroup.

Another round of dislodged crystals rained down, along with a dragon scale that clipped her arm and shattered, tiny biting fragments burying themselves in her skin. She swallowed a gasp at the pain, moving quickly to shield the injured girl beside her. One arm out to support Grus, she grabbed one of the larger shards with her free hand and pitched it back at the youma as others were doing. For all the good it would do on something that big.

“’Redirect attacks’ does not sound useless! It sounds super-useful! What’s it worked on before?” she asked Ananke, as the dragon spewed more flames at the crowd. Keeping up the conversation made the whole impossible mess seem more manageable, like they had some small level of control over it if they could just discuss. She knew running a motor-mouth kept her own fears at bay. They could not die here. They had far too many other things to do, lives to live outside their senshi ruffles.

Grus didn’t look like she should stand up, let alone walk, but Subamara didn’t like her chances of actually carrying the other girl by herself. Risky or not, they had to get out of here. She moved to help her up as gently as she could, checking the bandage was holding.

“Okay, lean on me. I’ve got you.”

Subamara looked from Ananke to Athene and his helpers. Leaving anyone behind here was not an option either. “Let’s go?”

Sailor Ananke, Senshi of Portals

Ananke laughed. "Truth to be told this is my first experience with fighting... But I figure as long as it can travel threw my portals I can redirect it..." She hoped... but she could feel for herself people and things like weapons people held onto wouldn't go through...

She then prepared herself mentally for the plunge into the battle field. "Alright, we'll have to be careful as possible... I don't know if it'll work but I'll try and redirect attacks that come flying at us... but I can't be sure everything will work so... we also have to be ready to dodge." She got next to Subamara and Grus as close as she could without getting in the way of their path.

Sailor Etamin, Senshi of Hieroglyphics

Etamin gripped the burning 3 by 4 in his left hand, thinking. If he attacked with the 3 by 4, Spyder would surely stop it with one of his six arms. He used his last blinding spell to blind Spyder once more, and charged him. But Etamin knew that wouldn't be enough. He held a dagger-sized burning piece of wood (it was burning him somewhat awful) behind his back, where it would land, only time would tell.."

Castor Page Aptera

"Yes," Aptera's determined reply was also accompanied by a nod. She took up a stone for each hand. Then, her eyes moved with a swift sweep around their group. She wanted to be able to protect all she could as she sent up a silent prayer for strength before the quick moment itself drew to a close. And then she transitioned to facing back out with more focus returned again to keeping youma away and hoping as a result Prince Castor would be able to execute his plan.

"Please don't hesitate to call for my attention toward any monster setting its sights on us and I'll help face it and others drawing near like it with all my strength," she added in speaking to their group though she kept her gaze mainly taking in as much of the area full of threats.

Perhaps she would have questioned her capabilities more immediately if this had been the day she had first awoken, but she had been doing a notable amount of training since then; playing ball games with Elysha and Rick, taking boxing lessons with her cousin as well, and so forth. Even before awakening, she's characteristically an active sort and she had every intention now to continually draw from any experiences she could apply in combat to ward off enemies.

Sailor Altair

Worry was certainly evident in Altair's features but also present and within the blend of her many emotions was a determination in kind. "I-I'll also work hard to help keep the monsters away," she said to their group before standing up also armed with one stone in each hand and having her figure positioned to be facing and taking in the area that was the opposite direction Aptera was angled at.

Bifrost Knight of Chronos

There were two things that happened almost at once. The first, a draconic woman got in the way of her shield, shoving Bifrost back with inhuman strength. A fist quickly followed, and it was all Bifrost could do to raise her shield to block the punch.

The second was the arrival of the greater youma. Denebola wrestled with Laurelite, Celsus did... something, and then everything was lost into the chaos of the fighting and Bifrost had a dragon lady to deal with.

Why was it always dragons? Why couldn't it be kittens, or gryphons, or maybe even a unicorn!

"I. HATE. DRAGONS!" came the knight's battle cry as she swung her shield at Cinnabar's chest, aiming to bash her ribcage in. Or nose. Or break an arm. OR SOMETHING.

Chibi Iduna, Senshi of Apples

No where in the "you're a senshi!" talk did it include anything about dragons, or greater youma of any kind. It didn't go over what you were supposed to do in situations where you were in over your head, or facing down a real life fire breathing dragon. Iduna had no manual, had no real guidance. She'd stuck to her little patrol route because it was safe and quiet.

The last time she'd stared down a dragon, it had been a dragon lady and it had gone as you'd expect it to have gone. This was terrifying. This was too much. This was far more than she'd ever signed up for and she wanted to be saved. She wanted someone to come in and save her, like all those times her parents yelled and screamed and threw objects. If only someone would come save her.

Yet that was naive and childish and waiting around for a hero wasn't going to save her, here and now. If either she or Cadmus were to get out there alive, they had to save themselves. Didn't stop her from being scared out of her mind, though.

"O..okay. Its a youma, just like the rest. It's just really... really big. And breaths fire. We can do this. Right? Right." The chibi spoke half to herself, half to Cadmus, and tugged him along as she found a safe-ish spot within range. Which really made it less safe but they really didn't have the time to be picky.

"One Bad Apple!" called the chibi senshi, a rotten apple appearing over the dragon's shoulder. It fell, and if it hit, it would be squishy, gross and not pleasant. Probably woefully ineffective too.

Alexandria

"Long story short, I did something stupid, again. Twice." Alex wheezed. "I will- ow - tell you later." He added, hissing as Sess grabbed onto his arm. "At least I'm not bleeding this time?" He half joked.

"I am out of magic.." He mumbled, as he looked at the dragon. The squire dragged his gaze back to the knight when Sess called him, looking up at the taller man. Sess looked tired, among other things, and Alexandria mentally kicked himself. Sess had enough to worry about, what had Alexandria been thinking, trying to drag him from one thing to another. "I don't know what you expect me to do other than drag him but..." Alexandria nodded. "I'll get him out of here. You two are going to be my death. Again."

The squire sighed as Sess gently nudged him off, once again making another grab for the knight, only this time catching his wrist. "Wait." He murmured as he pulled the last two vials from his pack and pressed them into Sessrumnir's hand. "You're not looking so good yourself." He said, hoping the knight didn't take it as an insult. "Use those, if you can. It's a salve so just rub it in. It should help." He glanced at Sess once more. "Don't go dying on me, and I won't die on you. Got it?"

With that he left to do as he'd been told.

Guine