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 Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:26 pm
A cry for help quickly reached Gianfar's ears and he turned on his heel, stopping whatever the hell he'd been doing this whole time to find the horrific scene of three Negaverse agents attacking one senshi. That was just...disgusting! Ganymede seemed to finally be up on his a** and fighting, or something like it anyway, but that girl was being held by her hair and tag-teamed by two people at once. That would not do at all. He growled and broke out into a run, his hands balling into fists as he brought his right arm back. When he was close enough to Zircon he brought it forward again, aiming to hopefully punch her right in her face. He was too late to stop her from actually hitting Requiem but at least he could try and stop her from taking it any further than a punch to the chest.
Try being the key word here.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:28 pm
It was a contained room of just pure arm-flinging, heel-stomping, magic sparkling chaos. For such a beautiful place, open and awe-inspiring with its open ceiling and many stars, the pools making you feel you were in space, the tranquility was lost with shouting, growling, and a few dying cries. Wolframite was easy to get lost in the mess, and moving about, had stabbed a few exposed sides here and there, but no real targets that didn't risk hurting or interrupting another officer. Instead, he decided to make for the crystal and, after his first attempt, knew what most everyone else did. This was going to be tricky. He even attempted throwing his blades at it to see if it just reacted to organic objects, but that was forced away as well.
Huffing, he moved on, looking for anyone he could assist and anyone else he could take down. There was no dallying about in this battle. It was all or nothing, and he was up for the challenge.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:29 pm
REQUIEM used CROTCH KICK!!
...It's not very effective...
Uranophane hissed a bit in shock and pain at the impact, but she wasn't falling to her knees crumpled up in a helpless little ball as much as the senshi probably would have liked. Instead, her posture straightened back up in about two seconds, and she offered a cruel laugh at Requiem's misfortune. Then, as she was tackling Zircon, her boot headed straight for what would be conventionally referred to as "the senshi's a**."
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:35 pm
Zircon barely had time to swivel and face Gianfar before his fist made contact, and again her vision blurred, her nose now most definitely bleeding. She tried to roll her head back to face him, but before she could even register where she'd been hit from, she was getting hit again, this time by the blunt force of a full figure. Without any sense of orientation, she fell backwards, but not before she grabbed at Gianfar's wrist, pulling him down with her momentum. Chances were that he would also land on top of her, but by now she knew there were captains in the area eager for blood, and all she needed to do was keep him distracted, even if that meant falling into a ******** pile of senshi.
If she was noticed for her deeds, then it was all worth it.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:36 pm
"It is me again," he responded easily, a hunger for blood in his eyes. Alumo watched as Ganymede crawled away, tempted to attack him, but let him get back onto his feet, instead. He walked towards him, his weapons lowered by his sides for the moment, thrilled by the possibility of finally killing the little s**t who broke his nose a couple weeks ago.
That's right — he hadn't forgotten about that.
A wicked grin took over his usually serious expression, overtaken by the desire to kill.
"Run," was the only thing he told the little Senshi, excited about the thought of a chase before he finished him off. Killing him now was just too easy. He had to at least drag it out a little longer. He brought his weapons up, prepared for an attack, waiting only a second longer before lunging towards the Senshi, aiming to bring him down into the water, again.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:42 pm
The Senshi of Burial's eyes widened as Uranophane's steel-toed boot collided with her a** at full force. Her mouth gaped and her eyes quickly teared. "MOTHER ********> she cried as she fell forward with an even greater force onto Zircon. It seemed that Gianfar was dragged into the fight as well now.
"You handle this chick," she said to Gianfar referring to Zircon. "I'll handle that man. Or chick. I really don't know." There were still tears in her eyes from her a**-kicking, but she rolled away from the dog pile and picked herself up, facing the Negaverse captain. She remembered the captain well - it had almost been a year since Uranophane had crashed Devi's date with Damian, but Uranophane wouldn't be able to recognize her now as Sailor Requiem.
But she could still recognize Uranophane, and it was time to settle that grudge. "Don't you normally have a pink-haired b***h with you?" she spat. "Or did someone beat me to ripping her little head off?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:43 pm
Oh, that's right. He had broken this guy's nose, hadn't he?
Well, that was something to be proud of, he supposed. At least he'd done something, even if it wasn't much.
He let out a nervous laugh at Alumo's initial comment, taking another few steps back as the Negaverse Captain approached him like a beast coming in for the kill.
"And here I was beginning to think we'd never see each other again," he said, trying other different methods of distraction and... batting his lashes.
Yeah, something told him that wasn't going to work.
He "eep"ed -- very pathetic -- when he was told to run. Hey, he didn't need to be told twice! Ganymede began to quickly back-step, refusing to turn his back on Alumo but wanting to put as much distance between them as possible.
"Come on," he tried again, lifting his arms up, palms forward. "I'm completely harmless. Am I really worth the effort?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:45 pm
Despite the passion with which the negaverse and senshi came together in their struggle for possession of the Golden Crystal, echoed in the turbulence of the water of the reflecting pool as the struggle commenced, the air was still within the inner sanctum, deceptively neutral and oblivious to the war within its walls. Despite the sanctum being open to the twilight sky, there was no gusts of air to betray the fact, nor to provide a blessed coolness to cool the fighters' brows. It was as if Elysion was impartial to it all, caring not that they fought over its fate and its possession, merely onlooking as the two sides battled to determine the victor. To the victor goes the spoils, an as a trophy might gleam on the sidelines of a sports event, so the Golden Crystal glittered amidst the blood that had begun to stain the pristine waters, an untouchable spectator.
And for a great deal of time, it stayed as such.
Although likely unnoticed but for the most observant, there was a breath of silent wind that suddenly broke the stillness of the air, tossing material and stray locks of hair just slightly, like a distinct but gentle breeze. One might have caught the flicker of motion above had they been looking at just the right moment, but most seemed concerned more with the enemy trying to violently rip them apart, be it by magic or weapon. It was not until the streak of white swooped down into the bowl that it was truly apparent that it was a person which had dived down beneath the walls of the temple, splashes of teal and strawberry blond against a pure white backdrop catching the eye, the sound of powerful wings coupled with a flurry of feathers.
Helios had arrived, but it was not by the use of the useless wings of her priestess form, nor the tiny ones which hovered at her waist where a bow had been as a super and regular senshi. Banking slightly to curve with the circular sanctum walls, there was the sound of hooves in contact with marble mingling with the splash of water as she descended, fingers tangled in the mane of a pure white pegasus as they continued to dash through the water. Had they not been preoccupied, one might have looked upon the sight in awe -- it was the first creature that anyone could have seen within the sanctuary that was Elysion -- but the more likely response was to rapidly get out of the way as they juggernauted through the battlefield, slowing only as they approached the pedestal where the Golden Crystal rested.
As it were, although Sailor Pegasus sat poised upon the great mythological horse's back, there was much more function in the action than just a dramatic entrance. But for the Eyes, Sailor Flora and Sailor Chibimoon, few were privy to the information that the Guardian of Elysion was significantly wounded, to the point where breathing had been a challenge and standing had not been an option. In the time when the senshi had been claiming both Leopard's and Seal's eyes domains, Elysion had been nursing its protector, and while she could stand and could walk, even with the assistance of her own domain it had taken the full two weeks for the senshi of dreams to recover even that much.
The truth of the matter was, she had called Caerus to her side for the literal support of another to hold her upright. The fact that he was a remarkable battering ram, however, was not unwelcome.
Rearing wildly, the pegasus gave an furious scream, beating strong white wings and kicking out hooves in a reckless fashion before they came crashing down into the water of the reflecting pool, senshi and negaverse alike having to lunge out of the way to avoid being crushed.
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:49 pm
The Captain's composure faltered, just a tiny bit, at Requiem's words. How dare she. How dare she. The scowl returned, her hand balled into a tight fist around her pen... apparently, Sailor Requiem had chosen all the wrong words. Or the right ones, depending on the reaction she was trying to get out of her adversary.
At any rate, if you didn't want an angry, androgynous Negaverse Captain whaling on you with reckless abandon, it was a terrible idea to insult Vivianite within earshot.
She was on Requiem like a rainbow on oil. It was not pretty.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:55 pm
Requiem got the reaction she was hoping for - one pissed off androgynous Negverse captain wailing on her. Perhaps it wasn't the brightest of decisions, but the captain was so well composed, she felt it was worth a shot at cracking that little shell. Unfortunately, the crack was like a crack in the Hoover dam, and way too much fury poured out onto the young scout.
Requiem was getting hit right and left by Uranophane, bruises forming quickly, her skin growing tender and beginning to bleed. But Requiem had a defense mechanism up her sleeve.
"REQUIEM COFFIN!" she shouted, aiming her attack at Uranophane to trap her in a coffin. When the captain was trapped inside, she said loud enough for her to hear inside. "You see this? The coffin you're in. I'm going to put that pink-haired chick in one just like this, and then I'm going to bury her, alive. And just like right now, there will be nothing you can do about it."
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:56 pm
Hugbell was watching and nodded at Polaris when she was told to stay close. She'd listen easily hiding behind the larger senshi watching the blood shed. When suddenly something caught her eye, she didn't know how or why it happened but suddenly there was a pegasus and a senshi(?) or someone... sitting atop the great white winged horse.
Hugbell blinked, as they made their way to the golden crystal. The shiny rock that sat in the middle of the room. That they were all destroying. She frowned looking down at the water, there was red in it. Looking around there were senshi and negaverse bleeding and beating the pulp out of one another.
She clung to Polaris sniffling slightly and a small shiver ran up her spine. "Do we have to fight over this?" She asked quietly looking up at the larger senshi, wondering if it was lost in the chaos.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:56 pm
Zircon, at this point, had difficulty even determining which side was up. There were bodies everywhere, and as one squirmed away she reached for it in vain, only to be left with the pretty French-looking senshi who had ever so graciously socked her in the face. For now, he would do, and she barreled into Gianfar while the two of them were still on the ground, hoping to gain some sort of advantage or pin him.
Holy s**t, flying horse.
Any advantage Zircon had was probably lost as she ducked into her opponent, missing a good head-bashing by mere inches as the mount sped by. She didn't like the look of a senshi riding in on a mythical beast, not in the slightest: she didn't want them getting any hold over the place, not while she breathed. Unfortunately for her, the fact that she'd loosened her grip on Gianfar to dodge meant she was vulnerable to attack.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:56 pm
Yeah, this whole "talking" thing wasn't going to work. He wasn't there to have a conversation. He was there to kill this little b***h and move on to the next one.
Alumo ignored Ganymede as he spoke to him again, claiming he was harmless. Hardly! He was a Senshi. He was just like all the others. And they must rid the Earth of all these despicable beings.
The Captain lunged forward, aiming to bring the halves of his staff down on the younger Senshi, ready to take him out in one hit, when suddenly there was a loud cry. A horse?? Alumo came to a sudden stop, looking up just in time to see the incoming mythical being, his eyes widening in shock, before diving out of the way and into the shallow water, lest he be trampled by its wild hooves.
Quails, leopards, orcas, penguins... and now a mythical horse?! What the hell would come next??
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 9:58 pm
And then Uranophane was shut in a coffin.
And then a god damned pegasus ran over said coffin.
If the Negaverse had cell phones, Uranophane probably would have been making a post to FML on it right now.
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Posted: Fri Mar 04, 2011 10:02 pm
Damn, Gianfar was pretty glad he had gloves on! He didn't want his hands stained with nose blood. That was just gross. Ew, nose blood. He'd been doing relatively well with only getting his legs wet running through the water! He had nodded to Requiem when she let him 'have' this...er...was she a girl? Girl or really young guy. It didn't matter. He went down into the water with Zircon, landing on top of her with a grunt. Damn! He rolled off her and coughed up some water he'd swallowed when it splashed into his face, not even caring that his hat was currently floating away. Before he had any chance to recover he suddenly found himself being grabbed and rolled, growling up at the lieutenant that was pinning him.
He missed the streak of white, and at his angle he didn't know what the source of the new splashing was, but he heard the...wings...flapping? What? Who the hell had wings here? He hadn't seen anything? But it was enough to distract Zircon and he took advantage of that, bending and lifting his leg to knee her in the gut and shove her off him. Gianfar scrambled to his feet then, and that was when he saw it. A very angry lady with a horse. The horse would definitely win if he stayed in its way. Gianfar made a dive to move out of the horse's path.
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