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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:36 am
Like Alunite he too didn't put the pieces together, though perhaps he should have. How many people had purple hair after all, but the length was a throw off really.
"No, I don't believe they do. Too new, they were brought in during the battle." He spoke quickly, no polite words, just what needed to be said to give the other the information he needed.
"Thank you, that would be much appreciated. We can't have these new senshi dieing." Not today and not for a long time hopefully, the more allies they had the better for their side and for the Dark Mirror's side.
"Keep yourself safe as well."
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:40 am
Wolframite was startled by the General-Kings words and sheer determination and belief in what he said. It was more faith in him than Wolframite ever had in himself, and he didn't know how to process that in the least. Instead, he was left simply staring at the other offer, not sure to offer a thanks for his faith in him or to nod that he understood that the other officer did expect great things from him. It was certainly a degree of pressure to it, but there was luckily other things to occupy his mind. He simply gave a curt movement of his head, and excused himself to attend to the other officers as Zinkenite went on his own official duties.
After everyone had rested, sorted themselves out, and talked among themselves, the Great One was recovering as well, and soon rose up as if finally bored and started to move. It was a indicator to Wolframite that it was time, and he followed along, glad that of all the youma that they had around, this one was certainly resistant and determined. It also seemed very focused at it's task and he admired it. He certainly had to wonder that, if all youma were soldiers, if this very creature had once been a person. It seemed very hard to grasp that something that destructive and massive could have been a person at any point, but it certainly didn't seemed impossible. It was times like this he wished there was a youma history somewhere to read or maybe other youma to talk to. It was something he would have to look into.
Following, he waited as the barrier that had been the death of so many civilians crumpled. "What a waste." He said, watching it fall apart. It had given the other side only a small amount of time in the end. Certainly not worth the toll it took to create it. Once it was done, he passed through it, shaking his head at the fading lights and moving in. It was the light that caught his attention and already nearly blind, he shielded his eyes and yet could still feel the light coming through his eyelids. While it created a beacon for the senshi to gather, it certainly created a target for the side of Chaos. The shout could he heard ringing out, and Wolframite rose his head only when the light started to dim.
Princess.
It was certainly worth risking ones life for and despite Zinkenite's words, he started to move in. What was living a long time when you didn't risk your life as a proper member of their ranks to take out the greatest threats to their planet? If it was worth the senshi protecting, it was worth destroying on their side. With that, Wolframite summoned his weapon and moved in towards the Princess and her party.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:41 am
Cartwheels, how the queen of the Dark Moon Senshi was able to execute such maneuvers with a heavy bustle, high heels and a skirt that must have been actively trying to twist its extra several feet of length between her legs or under her feet was nothing short of amazing, if a little strange.
Another for the cause, whatever personal grudges he might have against the Dark Queen, he was pleased that she was adding to their side of the battle.
“KILL THE SENSHI” He barked out the order, their patience was rewarded, the barrier was down, they were rested and they were ready. They could win this; they would win this baring some kind of terrible senshi ‘Miracle’. He refused to let himself call the victory inevitable because there was never such a thing. He would play this game carefully and see it to the end.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:41 am
Leto's smile returned briefly when Benitoite approached her group. "Good to see you too, Benitoite. Always good to see a familiar face that's on your side."
She looked at the group of new Senshi around her, along with the two Lieutenants who would have their backs. This was nothing like what being a White Moon Senshi was like. In the Blood Moon COurt they were like this, yes... But before joining? It was rare to have this sort of comraderie and organization on the side of Order.
"I would love nothing more than your help, as a matter of fact." She nodded at the two Lieutenants. "Howlite, Benitoite... I hope it'll be a pleasure working with you. More importantly, I hope you both have half-decent weapons besides your fists because my attack is defensive." She gave them both a hopeful grin as she squinted through the bright light of Leo across the battle field.
"As Howlite said," she commented to the new Dark Mirror Senshi. "Don't give them a second thought. Fight with every bit of your being. Fight for yourself, for your new team-mates, and for the friends you've lost to those ******** on the other side."
Then Leto heard her name being shouted and she turned immediately to face Ares' direction. Seeing that another Dark Mirror Senshi was awakened, she looked back at the two Lieutenants, the corrupt Senshi who had just joined them, and her group. "Watch their backs. Fight for your lives. If you need me, yell."
She took off running in the direction of Raven.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:42 am
The Squire was not afraid. It looked up at the youma as if the horde of chaos infected soldiers were not even there. He had no reason to pay them any attention at the moment. This beast had killed the civilians, one by one, in its way. This beast was threatening the lives of those he cared for now.
Grabbing his shield and pulling his arm free of the holds, he held on to it fast for a moment before he began moving toward the great creature. A walk, faster, a job, a full out run. His anger caught up with him, the faster he moved. He felt his blood boiling, and he let out an angry yell of pain and frustration, determination and pride as he pulled his arm back and then threw the shield as hard as he could at the beasts head. He was not a champion thrower, of course, but his aim was guided by his will at least.
The weapon span through the air like a knife, end over end, almost vertical in the windless space.
Camelot himself kept moving, closer, on instinct alone.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:47 am
With a resounding clang! the shield expertly hit its mark, right on the underside of the beast's jaw. It howled in anguish, thrashing -- and a hairline crack appeared on its jawbone, jet-black bone dust pouring down from it for a moment. As the shield then clattered to the ground, the beast raised its paw and slammed it down after it, caging the weapon under its claws. Its free foreleg raised up to protect its weak spot, but surely there must have been others to hit it still had exposed... And if Camelot wanted to get his shield back, he was in for one hell of a fight for it. HP REMAINING: 309
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:48 am
"We need to focus," Howlite's voice was serious, as Leto headed for the new senshi, and she addressed the Dark Mirror Senshi and Benitoite. Protecting the new senshi and protecting the Great Youma were their priorities. Bashing in the faces of the white court was secondary. In fact, the Knights seemed to know that, as one had just attacked the Great Youma!
"Don't rush into the fray. We'll stay together, and we'll stay near our objective. Protect the youma. If it falls, victory will be uncertain." That much, at least, she hoped everyone knew.
Where was Fluorite? She understood the importance of the great beast, the effort that had gone into its creation. They needed to protect its pieces. Perhaps the others that held the memories would be more inclined to guard it with their all. General Wolframite was gone on the offensive, though, and so she called their General-King Zinkenite.
Her communication crystal was signalled. "General-King," She called him first, as her superior, before the others, "Permission to hold a dedicated defense of the Great Youma? Sugilite, Mica, Labyrinthite? I have Benitoite with me, and the senshi."
Hopefully, they would catch her drift.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:50 am
Sailor Draconis stared at the beast. Today was the day that thing had to hit the dust, right? Well you didn't have to tell this senshi twice. She was ready to go home. Space was fun and all, but it was getting old and tiresome. A bed sounded nice right about now. So did some miso soup.
Come to think of it, she was going to make it out of this alive right? Right??
Of course she would. She was Talia Chu; like death could stop Talia freakin' Chu.
Luckily it seemed that ... beast was slowing down. It looked in pain actually. There were leaks all over, from wounds and scratches. She was pretty she she had made that burnt patch on the side. Draconis was a little proud of that. Well, might as well pour some salt in those wounds- or in this case fire!
Draconis wound up her attack and shouted, "Draconis Breath of FLAME!" She wasn't even concerned with the negaverse at the moment. She just needed to take this thing down. Draconis blew a flamethrower of senshi fire at one of the beast's open wounds.
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Peklo was afraid. Sincerely afraid, ridiculously afraid. Where was Celsus? He was here wasn't he?
Her eyes scanned the battle field, or what was being established as a battlefield, and looked for her Chronos Knight friend. He was nowhere to be seen. He didn't kick the bucket over knight did he? No he couldn't have. There was a barrier. There was a barrier.
Leo had said to protect the princess right? Well she wasn't really ready to take on a giant monster anyways. Peklo lumbered over to Princess Chronos and smiled. Nervously she said, "M-My name is P-Peklo." She gulped nervously, "I ... I will try to protect you as b-best I can ma'am!" She squeaked the end of her sentence and turned away from the princess.
Awkwardly, she took a haphazard defensive battle stance and waiting. She would protect the princess, to make up for all the people she hadn't defended last night. She nodded, clearly worried, at Leo and waited.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:52 am
The night had been rough, trying to cope with the loss of apparently every civilian at the Surrounding, and then comforting those who were injured or in shock, trying to heal who needed to be healed and the... prepare for the events of the day that was to come.
Valhalla sat with those he had fought along side the day before as he tried to think of something for them to do. They still had the youma to worry about, but how were they going to fight this thing?
"We should be careful how we attack it," he said, leaning in to address Ganymede, Pasiphae, Europa, Babylon, and Nyx. He still hadn't found out where Naica had gone off to, but he hadn't found his body among the dead, so that was a good sign... "Let's try one thing at a time. Yesterday we were throwing s**t at it and not really aiming... I think we should take out its eyes, first."
It was just a suggestion, but if they managed to blind it, they could use that lack of sense to their advantage. In theory.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:52 am
Unfortunately for Draconis, all her fire breath did was cauterize some of the monster's open wounds and help seal them off. Didn't she know she was supposed to fight the youma, not help it?
The Great Youma flexed its massive tail and lashed it towards the annoying senshi.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:53 am
"How are we suppose to protect it from here? At least you have weapons!" Kestrel thought she might just let Howlite know her true thoughts. Personally she thought the best thing to do right now would be to jump up and go literally kick some butt but she got the feeling she wasn't going to be allowed to do that. Se looked up at the youma and winced. They really weren't doing too well at this defending already! Then the flames came from a senshi and Kestrel stared eyes wide. "Really, what do we do?" That thing wasn't going to survive. Or maybe it would - did it just heal?
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:53 am
Nodding to Leto he smiled a bit more. He had a good enough weapon, it hadn't failed him thus far despite how difficult it was to move it. He'd also been training with Painite in hand to hand fighting. He was learning and he was confident that he could protect the new Dark Mirror senshi.
"Stay safe Leto!" Watching her take off, toward a newly awakened dark mirror senshi. Eyes the color of wet slate turned to Howlite, he didn't know her but that didn't matter. She was a Negaverse agent and that was more than enough, more so now than ever.
"I don't know what your weapon is but we'll work together to keep these new allies safe and keep the Great Youma safe." A tilt of his blond head, bangs scattering across his face, as he smiled at his fellow blond. "We'll get them experience in fighting as we work to protect the Great One." But lets not get them too much experience, he didn't think risking their lives would be appreciated; even if they lived.
As one of the memory carriers, and a lover of the youma, he wasn't about to let this one be killed. Reaching into his pocket he held tight to the starseed. Would it help the great youma? Withdrawing the object he looked to Howlite. "Shall I toss this to the Great One?"
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:54 am
After spending a night near tears that fluctuated between terrified and mightily pissed off, Ganymede was finally able to pry himself off of Valhalla and stand on his own feet once the action began again. He didn’t know if he was relieved once it did. It was worse, he thought, to sit around and wait and wonder if the barrier protecting them was going to be beaten through, or if they were just going to be starved to death and left to rot here while the Negaverse and DMC traipsed back from wherever they came from and went on destroying Earth with barely any resistance.
He was tired. He hadn’t managed to recharge much at all, too busy being worried and staring, wide awake, waiting for something to happen.
Still, tired as he was, he couldn’t give up. They couldn’t give up. Dying without at least trying to fight for survival was worse than dying while making the effort to live.
Or at least that’s what he kept telling himself. He wasn’t really prepared to die at all.
He glanced to Valhalla as he verbalized a plan, and nodded. That was what they had to do. Stick to what he and Eurapa had agreed to in the beginning. Attack the youma. Attack it, get rid of it, and worry about the rest after. Focus…
He picked up one of the largest rocks he could find that he knew he could actually throw well, and tossed it hard toward one of the youma’s eyes.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:54 am
The battle had begun around him, but Leo remained in place before Chronos, ever vigilant against outside attack. Even though every fiber in his being screamed for him to rush into the field, he knew that abandoning Chronos, especially after lighting her up like a beacon for Order and Chaos alike, would be a dire mistake. If the Knights would only arrive and take their places -- but was he asking too much of them? They were brand new, freshly awakened.
No. He wasn't asking too much of them. If they didn't do their duty, they would die -- and more importantly, the Princess would die. Perhaps the circumstances weren't ideal, but they had awoken in response to the Surrounding's call, and they would do their duty.
Arms raised in a defensive position, he barked, "Flora, get the Princess back!" Just then, one of the Knights arrived, and he took a moment to nod to her as she fell in place next to Chronos. "You too! Take the Princess, protect her at all costs."
His eyes searched the crowd, caught the form of an approaching Negaverser. He couldn't say for certain if the man was headed toward Chronos or not, but he locked gazes with him, held.
If he was, he could expect a battle.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2011 11:54 am
Super Sailor Corvus stood tall against the others waiting for the battle to begin, her stormy blue eyes narrowed and focused on the barrier. Arsinoe was out there somewhere amongst them, of that she was certain. She hadn't felt the spark of the familiarity of her cousin lingering on the edge of her senses fade out yet... And hopefully she never would.
So many people had fallen. So many civilians had fallen.
Corvus was sick of letting others fall for her; sick to death of letting the lives of others rise up to form a barrier between herself and the powers vile darkness. Twice, now. It had happened twice... "Never again..." The Senshi of Vengeance murmured as she brought her hands together, forming a sphere of swirling, negative energy between her fingers. "Never again... Violent Revenge!"
She let her attack fly free, aiming for the youma's chest as its paw came up to guard its jaw.
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