Vespa did not expect to land a blow on the enemy, but he wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. He was prepared to continue to ride that horse too, so that to guarantee that their enemy would not escape.
But the unexpected arrival of the youma took him off guard, just as much as it did the senshi. It was big, MUCH bigger than him, and at first the Senshi of Wasps was content to have its company, and yet it spoke. And that was what stopped Vespa in his assault, green eyes wide with surprise and poorly hidden behind violet, bug-eyed visors. "I... didn't know youma could talk?!"
That momentary distraction was enough to catch him off guard, and it was enough for one of the many civilians to bumped into him and send him tumbling backwards, right into one of Pasiphae's shields. The shield of energy that hit him guaranteed that he wouldn't be able to attack Pasiphae, as not only was it a seemingly impenetrable shield, but it brought with it a sensation that Vespa had felt all too much and did not enjoy in the least. He felt this overwhelming sense of shame, and what for? He had plenty!
"I... I'm sorry!" Vespa shouted, pulling away and letting his head hang, unaware of anyone else in his surroundings as he tried to cope with all of this turbulent chaos in his conscious. "It's... it's not like I WANT to hurt these civilians here, but... orders are orders! I can't just disobey direct orders! I'm sorry!"
He also felt the need to apologize to the Negaverse, for being so useless... maybe they picked the wrong guy after all.
Yes, attacking that Eternal was a pretty hefty mistake. Buddingtonite could not deny that. The fact that in his mad flurry to find Medea, he only noticed that he was attacking an Eternal after he threw his boomerang at her. What a horrible time to have a moment of clarity!
"Hmmm, I'm guessing it's too late to apologize and be on my way?" Buddingtonite said, wearing a 'please don't hurt me too bad' look though in all honesty, he expected no mercy from his opponent. This -was- war, after all. "I promise, I won't be a bother? Just looking for a certain someone-NOT THE FACE!"
Thankfully she didn't aim for the face, but the blow to his shins wasn't that much better. He gave a pained yelp, falling back from the blow and stumbling back. The only thing that kept him from the floor was the civilian he sort of tumbled on top off, and he pushed him away before turning his attention back towards Kallichore. With bruised ribs and now bruised shins, he realized that he had no choice to fight her, and he flung his boomerang out again, his motion more desperate than deliberate. He was never one for these sort of things... and no where did it show until now.
As Tsui anticipated, this general was one tough combatant, and it wasn't too unexpected that whatever effects he'd feel from her blow wouldn't have last too long. But that was perfectly fine with Tsui. The Tiger Senshi wasn't there to kill, but to draw as much attention away from the civilians and her allies as absolutely possible until there was either a means for them to escape or they defeated the enemy, and Tsui had full intention of sending them running.
When their original target was nowhere to be found, Tsui already felt better, and any thought of being attacked from behind by the rainbow-haired captain was gone when Sutai took action. "Great job, Sutai! Stay out of that whip's range- it looks like it'll hurt!"
And with Ida and Athene not too far away, Tsui felt as though she could put his full attention on the general in front of her.
Except that he wasn't! "Drats!"
She turned around, suspecting him to be there, but his blow connected before she had the chance to defend herself or dodge. She felt metal dig into her flesh and she gave a pained yelp, before forcing her mouth shut. There was no time to see just how deep the blade went, as she tried to counter before he had the chance to strike her with the second set. The wound burned, but she went for a sweeping kick, hoping to drive him either back or force him to the floor so that she could put some distance between herself and the general.
Serpentarius staggers forward as she was hit from behind, only she rolls to not end up in the arms of the youma. On one knee, she turns her eyes towards the Lt. arching a brow at him. Standing slowly, she shakes her head as she smirks "I've been in this war for far too long, do you really think I'm going to bow to a lower rank? I wasn't even planning on attacking anyone from the negaverse, just the youma. But since you attacked me first..." she charged forward, fist swinging right at his face.
"Go back to where you came from little boy, and I promise I won't hurt you that much." she was serious, if hr backed off, she would leave him alone.
Amethyst could safely conclude that Serpentarius was indeed experienced from the way with which she responded to his surprise attack in order to keep herself from falling literally into the youma's arms and hence, tilt the tide of battle greatly into his favour. "Not really given how hard headed your kind tends to be but it was still worth a long shot at least."
He kept a neutral expression on his face, rolling his shoulders as he readied himself for the retaliation that was sure to come. What she said about her intent of only attacking the youmas and not the Negaverse caught him by surprise as evident by the half hearted punch that he aimed at her stomach shortly after taking a punch to his jaw. "Not a chance girlie. I have my orders and my superiors will have my hide if I fail to carry them out accordingly."
HP: 36/40 Damage: 2
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Leda was highly relieved to see a familiar face. Though she didn't know the pair of civilians or the accompanying white senshi, she recognized Pasiphae almost instantly and smiled at the girl.
However, she did not have time to exchange pleasantries. Just as soon as she arrived, an ominous-looking youma and a corrupted senshi attacked her friend, and due to her quick thinking, Pasiphae shielded all that were involved. Leda breathed a sigh, though she wasn't entirely relieved; how long would the shield last? She had to use this time wisely - she needed to help the civilians break down the lock and secure a road to freedom. Otherwise, what would happen to the lot of them? With this many youma running around...
She shuddered; she didn't want to think about it.
Leda summoned her strength and aimed a kick squarely at the lock. However, she lost her balance halfway through, and only grazed the surface. The lock remained undamaged; how was she supposed to break it like this? Even with the power of the senshi, she lacked the ability to make a dent in it. She had to find a better means of attack...
But could she do so without coming under duress herself?
The kick connected heavily, sending him reeling. He scathed. Seethed. He considered retaliating against her in the moment, just a swing of the chakram toward her face, but he recognized it as a fool's plan. She would see it coming, as he soon realized how practiced she was in the art of war. She understood Negaverse tricks, as evidenced by her movements just before his attack.
But she did not understand him.
So he peeled away, despite the likely swelling ankle, and half-limped from where she stood. Feigned retreat. When he gained ample distance on her, he spun around, though only a single chakram remained in his grasp.
And he smiled. She wore his mark as well as he had hoped. "If you're looking to stop me, zen follow me. See where I go. Watch what I do. But don't hesitate, or you'll soon find yourself drowning in chaos." After brandishing his taunt, Bischofite turned and sprinted toward the stage, though he knew it was folly to put so much pressure on an already injured ankle.
That mattered little. He had still more work to do, and with a passing glance at the door, he confirmed the presence of senshi attempting an escape. He knew he had to prepare now, to ready the scene for a grand opening as surely as they sought shelter.
The senshi's own actions would damn them all.
HP: 47 Damage: 10 to Tsui
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Adonis hadn't expected to peel himself off the floor.
In fact, he hadn't really expected retaliation, but in hindsight, it was a gloriously oblivious repercussion to omit.
Adonis collapsed onto the ground in grueling pain, and winced heavily from the attack. He didn't want to chance standing again, not with the enemy in such close proximity, so he settled for his new vantage point on the floor.
"If you wanted to look up my skirt, you coulda just asked." He commented with a wink, before holding his arms out toward the ceiling. "Skinned," he muttered in an ominous tone, and his gloves soon dissipated in the wake of his attack.
HP: 32 Damage: 9 to Thraen
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Adonis holds his arms out, palms up, and the gloves on his uniform burn away. The change is mimicked in his targeted opponent, who he must make eye contact with, and they feel the effects of a mild chemical burn. They see a few layers of skin peeling off, some irritation, and some decent pain. Only occurs on the arms, and 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 can utter the name of the attack. Once the duration ends, their body goes back to normal (as does his uniform).
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Ida spun as the weapon swung for her, hissing as it cut across her bare arm to leave nasty looking marks. It didn't slow her down much though and she was back to circling the captain, following her gaze to see Athene rushing towards them.
"Be careful... you don't wanna take your eyes off of me for too long." She said as she turned back and lunged, rushing her straight on with small fists swinging viciously.
"War or not..." She grunted as she struck and danced away, hands raised. "You have no right to hurt innocent people."
That was really the bases of everything... whatever the negaverse believed, anyone who hurt civilians was bad. It was why she kept fighting, why she hadn't just given up being a senshi when she had almost lost her life. She couldn't just let them do whatever they wanted and walk all over people who couldn't fight back.
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The back handed swing made contact against Phact's head and sent her spinning sideways towards a booth. She hit it and felt the items go flying off the sides and landing atop of her. That strong man hurt alot but she wasn't dead yet. He would have to kill her to stop.
Pushing herself off the ground, Phact turned after just hearing Pasiphae's cry. She saw the pain in her face and felt for the woman. She needed to do more to help the woman. But was quickly stopped as she felt something come towards her and over take her form. A shield?
"Pasiphae!" she called out and tried to move towards the Eternal Senshi. Quickly she discovered that was not going to be the case. The shield made her movement slower but she saw something that made it interesting. The man who was a wasp was nearly crying in shame of hitting her? Well now that was interesting.
"What's more important?" Sailor Phact spoke as she looked from one Chaos member to the youma to the strong man after her. "Following orders or the lives of others? Are you really able to live with blood on your hands?" Phact was looking at all three with but anger and sorrow. She felt for them in that moment. They were carrying out orders and she knew deep down that their lives would most likely be the cost if they disobeyed. But why would someone want to live like that?
Looking straight at the larger man she shook her head. He would keep attacking her, she knew but that wasn't going to stop her. So she wouldn't let up with her determination. But attacking him was not it. So he could hit away and feel the shame that came with this shield, if the wasp senshi taught her anything. Her main concern was still the door until the shield fell. Once that happened, she would change focus and deal with that man.
The steampunk senshi behind her made Phact turn. "They have magic or something on that door..." She called out seeing the woman being frustrated. "The trash cans seemed to dent it once. See if you can hit it with something!" As she spoke, she knelt down and picked up what appeared to be a cash box for the booth she had hit. Using what movement she had, she sent it flying towards the door.
Without waiting to see if it hit, she turned her eyes back to the chaos members, daring them with a look of determination to attack her.
Phact: 28/40 Door: 1/3
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Jessie had spent the day bouncing from booth to booth searching through various knickknacks and books for the store, setting up possible book readings and signings, and passing out her business cards to those that looked like it would be useful to give it too. She had forgotten all about the raffle and wasn’t even paying attention when the drawing began… the screams however quickly drew her attention.
“Bloody Fuc…” Jessie cut her curse off midsentence as Lily, Xander, and herself ducked into an empty room. “This will not be a repeat of last time.” Jessie hissed vehemently as she powered up.
Pompeii listened as Maia and Shang argued briefly before Maia shrugged off her brother’s worry. As the stronger, yet younger senshi ducked into the fray Pompeii told Shang, “Follow her, help her, keep an eye on her… I’m going after the doors, the sooner we can get the civilians out of danger the better.” She remembered vividly the damage done at the carnival. A lot of it could have been prevented if they were only able to get the mass of people out of harm’s way but with such a large area and the confusion of the youma, chaos members, and real animals it became nearly impossible to direct the civilians towards the exit.
She ducked off into the screaming mass of people calling back, “keep an eye on your back and good luck.” Shang would take care of Maia while Pompeii could keep herself alive if she stays out of the thick of things… with luck that is.
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Abby was surprised when screaming and fighting broke out at the end of the convention. She had finally loosened up after a few hours of wandering the various booths; she had nearly forgotten the stupid bunny hat she was wearing too. Since she hadn’t spent much she was unconcerned with the raffle and was fiddling with her plastic sword that Ashleigh insisted they buy. It was plastic, pink, and the blade was clear… it even lit up when you pressed the button on the hilt… against Abby’s better judgment she thought it was pretty neat and was softly swinging it around when pandemonium broke out.
Shadow creatures were attacking Con members and these people in cosplay were battling them. If she didn’t see people scramble to get out of the way Abby would almost attribute the attack to a elaborate performance, the kind she saw on youtube when she searched for information on conventions like this. Unsure what to do or even how to react… was this real or just a play?... She let Miss Dee lead her towards the exits as it became clearer and clearer that what was going on was no game.
Pompeii: 40HP Abby: 30HP
Posted: Sat Oct 05, 2013 4:17 pm
As the other was falling down and retorting, Thraen had shifted up from his hands to a pop-slide like position, ready to scramble to do...something. He was sure what, whether it was playground style catfighting after straddling the bizarre attacker, or trying to get more distance between them, or what. There was a black star on his forhead, this odd man, and that meant proof positive he was like Vespa. He was a Corrupted.
How many are there? Are they-he's speaking-
"No-" It hadtosureenoughitwasthatsenshi'smagic-
Thraen shrieked, the noise ripping high and raw out of him. He collapsed down onto knees and forearms, hands tense and shaped as claws. It hurt. He pushed the limbs harder against the ground, like trading one sensation for another, or pushing hard against a wound to focus nerves on pressure feeds instead of pain.
make it stop. Stop. Stop flaying. Stop burning.
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"Vae victus," the captain took the hit, trying to turn with it to alleviate impact. "Simon says bleed."
Remorse was not in her suit of cards, and it was just darling that the liitle plucky was trying to deal her it in a whole hand. The pursuit of truth, justice and liberty for all!- It was getting both thick and trite and it was geting on the tall woman's nerve. This one...this one's time to die. She's not going to close that trap unless I close it for her
So she stepped closer in, following the dance of the tiny purple feet and struck with open-palm at the senshi's face and jaw.
Cpt. Schörl -( 50 hp- 3Ida) = 47 Damage to Ida - 9hp
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Titanlåvenite did feel a little bad- she wasn't even fighting back! He'd had reservations as it was about the whole wearing-bones business. Orders were orders, but bare-knuckle beating a tiny little thing like her to death or starseeding was just gruesome.
Boxing gloves were better than fists, so a foam hammer to knock her out had to be better, right? Right....?
He pulled his weapon from his hip, a little puzzled at the formation of a marroon shield around her. Shields were just like fancy doors that needed breaking? So he struck the thing, hoping it wouldn't take much to bring down. But the blow felt in his own heart more.
He let his weapon drop from limp fingers. There is no honor in wholesale slaughter of those who don't even fight back. 'Are we the villians, buddy?'. He shifted, head bowing, eyes closed against the fray, and unmoving then- standing contraposto as a statue of marble.
Lt. Titanlåvenite - 40hp Damage to maroon shield-thing, shaaaaaaaaaame
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Oh, Ida hated the Negaverse... as harsh as that sounded even to her, it was true. She hated what they did, the way they viewed precious life, the way they devalued other human beings... but most of all, she hated that no matter how strong she got, it was never strong enough to stand against one of them.
The hit snapped her head back and she cried out as she stumbled back, the pain making her vision blur with tears. Oh, that hurts so bad... The senshi clutched her face as she straightened up and danced back again, keeping the captain at a safe distance. Ida could feel something running from her nose and when she licked her lips, she tasted something metallic... blood? Fantastic.
"Congratulations." The orchid senshi said, darting forward and faking to the right to drive an elbow into the soft area of the captain's side and spin out of her reach again. Its times like this she sort of wished she had a weapon... her hands and feet weren't doing as much damage as she could have wished.
Her body was aching and if she didn't do something, soon she was going to need to beat an inglorious retreat.
