Page Slidr HP: 45 [50(Base) - 5(Generator)] Action: Moving C4 -> B3 Attacking Cypher and telling Eleonora where to find her sister. Damage: 1(base) + 3(Rank) +1(Non Magic) = 5HP Location: B3
Slidr continued to search for Eleonora, the Senshi of Heat. Described by her sister as someone who looked to be wearing a belly dancer type outfit with snow-colored hair. Unfortunately, there were many things happening all around that served as a distraction and forced the Page to proceed with more caution.
To his right was the Center Console where the two main Aliens seemed to be fighting. Members of the Vanguard began gathering when one of the Commanders fell. Off to the left it seemed that Order was able to destroy one of the generators, but not before it released a laser beam into the sky and blew up in the thick of it all.
A brief glance in both directions revealed nobody who matched the description so he continued north and that is where he spotted a young woman sprawled on the ground; a towering alien with a blaster nearest to her with a petite little scaled half-youma glaring at the two of them while pressing a hand to her left shoulder.
Slidr knew that the horned Captian was an immediate threat, but the Alien (Cypher) was unknown. Distracted as he was by his comrade’s internal bickering and the revelation of the betrayal several centuries ago, the Page of Mercury did not hesitate to seize the opportunity and strike out at him by throwing his fiber-optic icicle in the man's direction.
His lips twisted into a smirk when the weapon landed a successful hit and made haste to re-summon it back before anyone had a chance to pick it up off the ground. Slidr then positioned himself between the fallen Senshi and the two opponents that faced them. “You’re Eleonora, right?” He asked without looking back, knowing that doing so would open him up for an attack of opportunity.
There was a groaning sound behind him which he took for a ‘yes’. “Your sister’s here. She’s looking for you.” Pointed the cane in the direction he’d come from, towards one of the southern generators. “Unless you plan on helping me fight, I suggest you go find her.”
Cypher leveled a pointed glare at him but the blaster remained at his side.
Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2021 2:31 am
Cadet Cypher HP: 45 [50 - 5(Slidr)] Action: Going to go with Eleonora partway towards where the Knight pointed but will be re-joining the other Cadets at the center console. Damage: N/A Location: B3 to C4 (Part ways with ele in next post) ending in D4
Annoyed more than anything that the random Page (Slidr) had decided he was more of a threat than the scaled woman (Lavendulan) who weaved water through the air with both speed and accuracy, with a measure of control that allowed her to knock the Senshi right off her feet. It bewildered him but supposed it was his height that made him more intimidating.
That, or he saw him shoot that orb of water, exploding it into several droplets upon the trod upon grass beneath their feet. Or perhaps he knew from observation that he’d been the one that hit the Captain who was in motion and could easily dispense himself of the Senshi of Heat without a second thought before she’d have a chance to get up.
Regardless of what the man thought he knew, Cy was not interested in this quarrel. What demanded his attention at the moment was what was happening between Commodore Lyndin and His Highness, Cadeus. “I’m not the one you should be pointing that thing at,” he sneered.
Lifted a hand to push the cane out of the way and instead felt the pointed tip press against his chest. Cy looked down with an unamused expression and had to fight the urge to point his blaster at the foolish knight. “I’m not your enemy, but I will be if you don’t move.”
The Page looked at him skeptically and reluctantly lowered his weapon.
Cypher brushed past, knelt down, and extended a hand to Eleonora. “I’ll take you part of the way,” he offered at least some measure of security, but it’d only get her halfway there. The Senshi of Heat would be on her own the rest of the way.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2021 2:57 am
Sailor Eleonora HP: 34 [50 - 16(Lavendulan)] Action: Leaving with Cy to go towards where Slidr indicated her sister was at. Damage: N/A Location B3 to C4 to D5
Eleonora had laid prone on the ground, struggling to breathe after having the wind knocked out of her from the sudden impact from the half-youma’s (Lavendulan) attack, then again when she fell flat on her back.
Her mind was reeling, trying to process what the hell just happened. One moment she was yelling pointed accusations at Cypher, the next had her seeing stars; both literally and metaphorically.
With effort, she rolled onto her side and it was then that the pieces started to come together. A second attack was expected, but when the dots cleared from her vision, the Senshi of Heat realized that someone (Slidr) had come to her defense, put himself between her and the immediate threat until she was able to gather her bearings.
But then the unexpected happened.
After being informed that Alcor had in fact come, and he had pointed in the direction of where he’d last seen her, Cy surprised her by offering his hand to help her to her feet. Not only that but to escort her part of the way.
An olive branch if you will.
A wash of guilt came over her and Eleonora looked up at him apologetically before tentatively accepting his hand. With little to no effort, Cypher pulled her to her feet and steadied her with a heavy hand on her shoulder. “Thank you,” she muttered quietly.
He didn’t smile. Instead, he nodded his head, and, after he spared the Captain a last glance, he took hold of her hand and led her through the middle of the battlefield, around the generator that had recently exploded.
Cy stopped near the center console with parting instructions that she was on her own now and to protect what was important to her and he would do the same.
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Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2021 2:59 am
Half-Youma Captain Lavendulan HP: 70 [ 75 - 5(Cypher)] Action: Attacking Slidr to force him to retreat to the generator north of them where Wolframite is at. Damage: 7(base) + 5(Rank) + 4 (Non Magic) = 16 damage Location: B3 to B2
Page Slidr of Mercury HP: 29 [50 - 5(Generator) - 16(Lavendulan) Action: Fleeing from the Half-Youma towards B2 where he hopes there is safety in numbers. Damage:N/A - already dealt in a previous post. Location: B3 to B2
Three on one did not bode well for her, not after getting shot in the shoulder by that Alien’s stupid blaster. Fortunately her scales protected her, the skin beneath them felt tender and while she was certain there would be a nasty bruise come morning, she wasn’t sure if she’d be able to take another hit in the same general area.
Rather than fleeing or fighting, Lavendulan let the scene play out which turned out to work in her favor.
Two left with little more than a second glance in her direction which left only one for her to worry about. Luckily he was nothing more than a Page, and if he was anything like the Lieutenants, he had nothing more than that fragile looking weapon to defend himself with.
“I would have been merciful,” pupils pulled into thin slits, she watched him with a predatory gaze. “Would have even left her starseed intact so she could find her sister again, although… it’d be in another life of course.”
“How incredibly kind of you,” he shot back, lip curled into a snarl. “However, I sincerely doubt she would have been thankful for your generosity.”
Lavendulan shrugged dismissively. “Not my problem to worry about.”
Unless it was a spar, she usually detested fighting; a human reaction to all things bloody and violent. But she was only half-human now and for the first time, she actually understood Wolframite’s love of battle and why he yearned for it. Never before had she felt this buzzing excitement, this lustful desire to not play safe by shifting into her water form, but to slash at this Page with her claws.
It was as if her hold on her youma nature had been willingly set free and Laven itched with the need to see how far it could take her.
Once the numbing sensation wore off, she rolled her shoulder that had been shot. Smiled at him, a feral grin, and lunged. One hand grabbed hold of his weapon when he moved to swing it at her face, while the other tore through the fabric and buried deep into his side.
Slidr let out a sharp cry of pain, stumbled backward but managed to stay upright. Held his weapon in the other hand and pressed his free palm against the now freely bleeding wound.
Such a pity she had webbing between her fingers otherwise the wound would have been much deeper. “Run away little Page.” The Captain taunted despite the obvious fact that he was noticeably taller than she was.
He staggered, looked around for any form of safety, and grimly settled on the Generator north of them where he sensed the signatures of knights and Senshi, most of which were stronger than his own.
MoonKitsune
Wolframite - Laven’s herding a Page towards your generator.
Sidouer had been certain that she’d used her super attack, the same one used in the Dark Kingdom that jumped from one target to the next; illuminating the area with brilliant arches of static. Why was it that this time she had tried to use it, it only struck the Generator? There were plenty of Chaos signatures surrounding it, how come it didn’t leap to one of them?
Confused, she turned toward Acrucis to see if she was experiencing something similar.
However, it was not her friend she locked gazes with. Rather it was those of the General that had launched the fireball in their direction (Aquamarine). She should have sensed his approach, should have hoisted Acrucis off the ground and made a retreat.
There were many things she should have done but ultimately didn’t and the price for that mistake may very well be her own life.
Behind him, she heard the Senshi of Prayer scream her name. A pained cry that sounded disturbingly distant. It was as if she’d been held underwater; voices muffled by the sound of blood rushing to her ears, breath hitched as her lungs refused to draw in anything more than a small gasp.
Disoriented and confused, her brows pulled together in a wordless question she knew he’d not answer. The General looked at her with eyes full of murderous intent. Hesitantly her gaze dropped, expression twisting into one of disbelief and pain as she raised a shaky hand, touching the edge of his rapier where it had pierced her side between two ribs.
Pain shot through her like a white hot lance, causing her to stagger away from him and into a Lieutenant (Reidite). Sidouer didn’t have the time to turn, to dodge another hit and was struck hard in the side of her face.
Again she heard Acurcis cry as gravity claimed her, pulling her sideways onto the grass beneath their feet. “Hel- help…” the Senshi of Static’s lips moved but her voice was not loud enough to be heard by anyone. And only when her vision came back into focus did she realize why the Senshi of Prayer offered no aid…
Freely bleeding from the wound in her side, unable to breathe, Sidouer lay on the ground helpless to defend herself against the surge produced by the generator (caused by Jet).
It had been a long while since Dravite had powered up.
Recovery from the Witzend mission had taken time and shortly after he was cleared from the hospital, he had been deployed overseas once more but this time because of the military instead of the Negaverse. Didn’t even have time to inform his family that he had returned when he’d received the summon.
Dravite did not engage the enemy immediately, instead, he waited a moment longer to see where skirmishes settled.
While he had hoped to run into his former General (Stibite) or her husband (Leucite) he did not expect to see someone else he recognized.
Kneeling on the ground in prayer, haloed in soft yellow light, was a Senshi (Acrucis). One he had thought to be a dream since, after months of looking, he never encountered her outside the Destiny City Hospital ICU. Chalked up to being a figment of his imagination, he attributed his recovery to be nothing shy of a miracle.
Yet, here she was and he felt conflicted. Knew by watching her that she was no fighter, but rather a field medic that aided those who were wounded in battle. Like Theo and Crowly, two men he served with on his recent deployment.
The light faded and she appeared to be puzzled, looking down at her hands as if something had gone wrong. But then she froze, and from her, he heard a horrified scream that moved him into action.
A long chain was summoned to his hand and he unraveled its full length and swung it like a thin whip. With calculated accuracy, it wrapped around her throat and he pulled it taught. Her hands came up to break the chain and in response, he grabbed hold of her caplet and pulled her back against him; one arm around her neck while the other wrapped around her waist.
“Don’t fight me,” Dravite’s voice was kept low but demanded compliance. “It’s best you remain unaware of how this will end…” His gaze followed hers and he knew with whom she wanted to protect, but he knew that with a General beside her it was too late for the pale-haired woman. This was one the woman he held onto could not save.
“Please…” she cried. “Le-let me go-” Tears pricked the corners of Acrucis’ eyes as she desperately tried digging her nails into his (Dravite's) arm but the fabric of his gloves left her with nothing to scratch.
As a Super Senshi she was gifted with a strength that should have surpassed that of a Lieutenant. But her mind was panicked and so were her thoughts which made her movements clumsy and haphazard at best.
When that proved to be useless she tried stomping on and digging her heel into his foot, but the more she struggled the quicker the black haze closed in around her vision. “Plea- Le-t me, let me, save her-”
But he would not listen, would not release her.
Anyone else in E2 for proimity they are open for interaction.
Guine
Reidite/Jet
Sunshine Alouette
Aqua
Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2021 4:36 am
Lt. Cristobalite HP: 50 HP (-4 from Daesva) (-19 from Aoki) = 27 HP Action: Actions have consequences but wtf, ow. Damage N/A Location: F6
Actions had consequences and given she had always been one to enforce such things, she could do nothing more than accept that she was subject to the same. That didn't necessarily mean she agreed with their chosen course of action, if anything it simply meant that they too would be subject to scrutiny. Nevertheless the Liutenant had expected some measure of hostility as she had disposed on the alien, she just happened to get a touch more than she had planned for in the space of such a short space of time.
Magic, more often than not, seemed to travel faster than most physical assaults and as such she was struck rather hard by Aokigahara's magic. She had expected a measure of pain, that much was predictable, what hadn't been predicted was the assault on her senses that came with it. Mutilated ghosts everywhere, the ghosts of those she herself had disposed of. Those she had fed upon, dismissed as nothing more than meaningless swill at the bottom of the barrel... And now they stood before her, shrieking, grasping, clinging.
It was a cacophany of noise and pressure that she couldn't escape from and it left her completely vulnerable to the assaults that followed. The magic tore through her, and soon enough so too did the alien's fist. In hindsight she would probably note that both attacks had come at roughly the same time, but 'focus' was not proving to be easy even for the woman who prided herself on an extreme level of self control. She did not kneel, she did not bow, and yet in those moments she could do little more than scream back at the ghouls that grasped at her very being and lunge for anything that might be near her.
When she got hold of these beasts, not if, she would destroy them.
Even if she had to rip that damn senshi's tongue out of his mouth so he stopped casting that got damn magic. That fist though? Well she'd just have to break that.
Fortunately, though she might have found herself overwhelmed and smarting far more than she would care to admit, the Generator had rippled with power and sent several of the darling White Moon to their goddamn knees. Provided she recovered first, she would be coming straight for them.
Kaefauxx
Gun > Coin. Stoopid arien...
Noir Songbirdx
She'll cut you to pieces! Raaaawr. Well maybe, let her just get over the fact all the people she murdered are clinging to her arms, wtf. Man. Screw Senshi magic. >(
Character name, rank, and a link to their journalSailor Arthuradel, Chibi Senshi of Honor HP: 30 - 15 (Faustite attack) = 15 HP Action: Attacking Lionel with her magic and fleeing to B5 Damage 4 (1D10) + 3 (1st Rank Bonus) + 2 (Basic Magic 1st Use, 2nd Use, 3rd Use) = 9 Location: B6 to B5
The flames hit Arthuradel with a burning furry. Her skin was left red and raw as she staggered back from the pain and impact. She looked to her sister who was barely hanging on. She grit her teeth, she hated these guys, hated the Alien who had set up this trap that had hurt her big sister. She wanted to stay and fight but she needed to get to her sister.
Thankfully Guinevere was carrying Morgan to safety. Arthuradel turned one back to the corrupt and fired one more of attack at the Corrupt man, she wished she could hit all of the evil people with it but she had to pick her target. Then she took off after her team.
Sailor Scout Attack: Arthuradel Saber Strike
Arthuradel holds her hand up as if she was holding a sword, her honor manifests in the form of a sword made light and force that when she swings it down it fires a single slash of compressed energy straight at her opponent. (If she uses this attack with out facing her opponent head on [honorably] then its power is severely weakened and if her opponent is dishonorable then the attack is stronger, both at the player's discretion) (As a chibi the attack just pushes her opponents back) uses: 3 range: up to 5 ft (chibi)
Noir Songbird
Kaefaux
Natsuko-neko
Infinities
Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2021 4:54 am
Cadet Valnyr HP: 49 (-15 from Generator Boom) = 34 Action:: S'gonna be ok Neryn D: Damage: N/A Location: F2
In the end... They were all supposed to be one species, one nation, and united in the sole purpose of protecting their home. It was what the Vanguard were supposed to do, was it not? Yet in the midst of all this chaos it had splintered and mutated into something horrid. Fault lines began to appear between them, fault lines that no one had known existed until those moments when lies and betrayal had sprung to the surface. All those secrets, all those plans, all of those dark and corrupt intentions laid bare.
And for what?
A desperate, last gasp to save their world? Was she hearing that right? Lyndin had deliberately sent Caedus to die and while she had no true loyalty towards the returned King, that didn't mean that Lyndin's honeyed words and complete nonsense had been lost on her. Regardless of whatever stupid excuse their Commodore wanted to use, whatever goal he might have had, whatever he deemed 'necessary' was irrelevant. He had done this and he had done it because he and those around him at the highest echelons of society had messed up so catastrophically that they were now at what she could only assume was the point of no return.
It was safe to say that their Commodore had, in fact, failed.
But in the end Valnyr was not one to forget who she was in the end, and as Neryn fell to her knees, overwhelmed by whatever might be running through their mind... She came to realise that they should not be separated. It was not the Commodore's orders that made her step forward, but a desire to remind Neryn that no matter what choices they made, she understood that they had been made because they both believed that their ways were the correct way to protect their home.
...Or apparently whatever was left of it anyway.
She began to move away from the generator and towards her comrade, hand outstretched to comfort, and then it came. The shockwave from the generator, spurred on by the motion of a General tore through her and she let out a scream, her eyes widening as it rippled through her form. The blaster might have heard, but this was something differently entirely.
She smiled at the realisation that Nembus had an inclination to follow her. Adorea rather enjoyed company if it wasn't always forthcoming, and as such she provided Nembus with a bit more of her attention. Whatever might have been going through Nembus's mind at that stage was largely irrelevant, any crisis or distress an unknown to Adorea who had always struggled to read the room since her corruption... But perhaps the rather blasé approach of the Senshi of Optimism might well prove to be of some use eventually.
"Adorea," she replied with considerable warmth.
She briefly returned her gaze back towards the scene in the centre, pursing her lips thoughtfully as the peculiar starseed was extracted, and then raising a brow ever higher as one of the more senior commanders plunged forward and into the middle. No sooner had she arrived though, than she had been sent soaring through the air with a nasty crunch. Well, it was safe to say that she probably wouldn't be getting back up without something short of a miracle.
"Do you think they all look like that?" she asked after a few moments and pointed to the starseed within Lyndin's grasp. "Something looks off about it," she squinted and adjusted her visor. "Or maybe it just looks weird because it's alien and well..." she shrugged. She didn't seem overly concerned about how it looked, just intrigued.
Seiana_ZI
I'm not sayin' she wants to pull out alien starseeds, but she's mighty curious right now.
Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2021 5:34 am
General Youma Faustite (with Eternal Super Kamacite) HP: 159/200 Action: Having not the best time (damage responses) Damage Flat damage used in lieu of roll this round / 1d10 + 10 + 7 + 1 (Article of Strength) + (2/3 magic uses) Location: B6
Skoll's punch cusped his half of a head and he stumbled backward, body cocked to save his neck an awkward angle. Still felt the dizziness for it, still felt the pain radiating up the face he didn't have.
Behind him came Lourdes, who struck him with her staff and sent him forward again, toward the first aggressor, toward an unfortunate pincer situation. Pain bloomed along his flame-licked back, fed by fire. Realized he dropped the ear when he felt nothing in his grasp, and he turned to take another one —
A blazing flash rendered them all in sketched whites and greys, seared his retinas, burnt the eyes he didn't have. Squinched them shut for that with another cry. Couldn't ******** react in time, and the internal curses mounted for all his ineffectuality.
He heard others strike their generator. He couldn't see them — not around the welling of black tears in his eyes.
sweenys_revenge
lourdes
a-disgruntled-dragon
skoll
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Rugose Pendant - A blackened, wrinkled rock set into a silver pendant with an indigo glow trapped inside. It can be found discarded in Negaspace or the Rift. To use the item, an agent or Negaverse senshi must energy drain the rock. Once drained, the rock will crack and disintegrate. The rock's violet light will then envelop the user, cloaking them in the appearance of a youma. A youma aura will overwhelm the user's natural aura, though it will not disguise their aura. Their youma appearance must adhere to youma guidelines for personal or player youma. The user does not gain any special abilities while under the effects of the item, and their current abilities are not typically hampered by the item. The Rugose Pendant's effects last until the character powers down or until 3 hours have passed, whichever is sooner. The Pendant may be used once a day.
Corrupted Super Adonis HP: 75/75 Action: Attacking Anser with his new bud, Diasporite Damage 8 + 5 +3 = 16 Location: D6
Kicking Order's butt, she said. "Aye aye," he called back with another salute.
His first glance landed on a periwinkle space elf (Nessalia), but she didn't look at that White Moon-y. She also looked like she had one foot in the grave and wouldn't need any assistance climbing in. Craning his neck, he searched around the writhing mass of bodies on the field and found a Lieutenant (obviously can't attack that), but that Lieutenant (Diasporite) was after some kind of feathery White Mooner.
And that was good enough for Adonis. Tall and willowy thing, he made his way through the battlefield (had to duck a rock, and some crazy lightning magic that shot out of whatever the hell they called that gem in the alien leader's hand), had a brief thought that it was too much effort to get over to them, but made it anyway.
Cut in beside Diasporite, spared a brief glance to the goosey one (Anser). "'Ey, got room for a third? Thought I'd find a friend, maybe avoid getting Skinned Alive out here." Ran his hands up his forearms as if he shivered.
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Skinned Alive ;; Range: 20' / 1 target Duration: 15 seconds Use Count: 2 Miss Chance: Breaking eye contact, going out of range Effect: Executed in the same manner as his basic attack, Adonis casts Skinned Alive by brushing his hands across any part of his uniform, which melts away for the duration of the attack. The change is mimicked in his targeted opponent, who he must make eye contact with, and they feel the effects of their skin being removed from their body. The affected area appears bloody, and the opponent suffers extreme pain akin to the name of the attack. It can be interrupted by attacking Adonis before his uniform manifests any changes, preventing him from making eye contact, or by shutting him up somehow before he utters the name of the attack. Once the duration ends, their body goes back to normal (as does his uniform).
seiana_zi
anser
shinigamisgirl
diasporite
Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2021 5:46 am
Mauvian Etoile HP: 14/50 Action: being very contemplative!! Damage: — Location: F5
Etoile just needed a breather, really! Primula seemed like an awfully nice senshi, and her sister seemed nice, too, even if her attention seemed to be slightly elsewhere at the moment… though she was, at least, seeming to be on the lookout for any danger coming their way. There was a decent chance that someone might come after them in a bit, but for now, she chilled in Primula’s arms as the senshi of primroses sat on the ground for a moment, to let Etoile get her second wind, though she really was going to need more than ‘a moment’ to really get back to her usual self. Ah well, Lepus would hopefully take her to buy lots of candy after this- maybe they could somehow find a way to go trick or treating as well?
Her moment of rest was very brief, though, as Charybdis came to check up on her. How sweet, her favorite chibi senshi was worried! “I’m okay, I just need a moment!” Etoile said, but then got quietly contemplative for a second. Could it be…? She’d felt this feeling before, when upgrading Myrrha, and then Ananke, but never in the midst of battle before. Still…
“Charybdis, could I see your pen for a second?” she asked, hopping out of Primula’s arms, “I think… I think it’s time for you to get stronger.”
Whisler being there gave Starlight more confidence than he’d had before–and even if he was attacking a generator, he hoped Aeleas wouldn’t have noticed. But, he was doing his best to honor what she wanted and not attacking one himself–but Noctua.
Noctua was a good target.
The general had left and he felt like he could breathe a little easier, but he’d seen the way they’d all targeted the one brightly colored senshi who was now on the ground and–maybe it was pack mentality, maybe it was just because he didn’t like bullies, maybe it was just because his adrenaline was high, but he drew his fist back and hit Noctua as hard as he could.
If she did anything, Whisler would just beat her up. Probably.
Orangeish Sherbert
Sweenys_Revenge
SSBrosB rolled 1 10-sided dice:
2Total: 2 (1-10)
Posted: Sat Oct 23, 2021 8:04 am
General Chambersite HP: 83/100 Action: Attacking Adria again because Damage 2 + 7 + 5 = 14 Location: B4
There were too many attacking the generator. Chambersite realized this, and soon it had let out a laser into the sky and let out a wave of energy. He felt bad about the energy's release. They could have used that! Why were they keeping this energy here anyway instead of trying to teleport it somewhere else? There was something going on here that didn't make sense. He wondered if the generators were hiding something else.
Still, there were Order, and some aliens, to attack and that is what he would do. He swung again at the Senshi he had attacked before. It left him vulnerable, especially considering all of the others that were around him, but he wanted to make sure at least one Eternal was down for the fight!
Unfortunately the attack wasn't so easy. Another Senshi slipped in-between the two and suddenly he was hit with quills! "S***!" He cursed as the quills pierced the parts of his uniform that weren't protected by armor, so most of it.
They stung, but they weren't impossible to ignore. Still, he would have to be taking some of them out as he attacked if he didn't want them to be pushed in further!
Tortali Super Senshi of Grudges HP: 45/75 Action: Attacking the Generator Damage 1 + 5 = 6 Location: B2
Tortali glanced to Aventine and gave a little laugh, feeling just a bit dizzy from the attack that the damn generator had dished out. “Well...I guess we should change targets then...Good call, good call!” Shaking her head slightly to try and clear the ringing from her ears, she moved beside the Venus knight and kissed her cheek, as though she could gain extra strength from the action. Honestly, it felt like she could, and with a grin, she whirled, kicking the generator with all of the strength she could muster.
“Do you think we’ll let you just go and do this s**t? Nah. We’re not stupid, you know!”
...Though, perhaps that was debatable.
After all, they had decided to come out and deal with this, hadn’t they? Perhaps that was...at least on the road to being stupid.
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