"Great" Sadalsuud said with a bright smile, a part of her relieved thatSinopewas willing for them to stick together.
Ironically had Sinope been the one to ask then she would have readily agreed - because there were merits to sticking together and Sadalsuud was well aware that she wouldn't be much good on just her own.
"And thank you" a rueful note slipped into her voice as she admitted "There seems to be so much more work this year, but I'm looking forward to finishing and Dad's just overprotective."
She glanced over atKiuchias she admitted "I have finals too, but I think that I'll do okay in them."
At least Sadalsuud was hoping that she would do okay in them because she had been studying - a lot - to the point where she had voluntarily missed her last pottery class in favour of doing more studying–
And whilst she didn't expect to be top of class she was hoping that all the studying would help her to pull off a decent result.
"My magic is a glowing four-leaved clover" she admitted as the talk shifted to magic "It's pretty, but doesn't seem to do much beyond looking pretty and..."
She had been turning back towards Sinope, had been planning to let the other know that she probably could head up in the Romano's direction more once finals were over but her voice trailed off at the sudden sound of loud splintering coming from down the other end of the corridor.
A splintering that was accompanied by shards of glass that came flying in their direction.
Green eyes widened, a startled sound slipping past her lips - although the last probably had more to do with the way that Sinope had used their linked arms to yank her down which had also had the side effect of helping her to avoid the worse of the shards although a few of the small ones had still pelted her.
"Y-yeah...like the ones from greek mythology. I'm not sure how feeling sick to your stomach fits in though..." He really wasn't sure how that worked but it seemed to be a thing - at least for his magic. His cheeks having deflated, when Crocus had mentioned not minding him being in his personal space, the senshi of Gorgon's was interested in the blonds magic as well as the hooded senshi's as well.
"Your magic might work well with mine then Crocus...but what about you?" Questioning the hooded one. "How does your magic get you in trouble...and wait - you attend Romano's also? How old are you? I'll be 18 soon..." Trailing off as he glanced to the senshi of clover and Crocus than - silently asking them both the same thing.
How old were they each in this little group? He knew Acubens was the oldest likely, she seemed like it really. As he thought about her he reached for her giving her hand a little tug, reminding her that he was here and appreciated how protective she was over him.
Ohhh...another breaking mirror but this time it was the one at the end of the hall and - and the glass was somehow headed right for them - s**t! Cursing, out loud, he went to try and avoid the shards of mirror headed for him and managed to avoid most of it. Most of it was the key word as one large shard still did strike him right in the stomach as it effectively knocked the wind out of him. Coughing and gasping for air he doubled over from the impact.
Gripping at Acubens and Crocus he lifted his head, as he strightened himself slowly, and sought to make sure they were both alright before his gaze moved to the other two - slyness and clovers. "Ok?" Gaining the ability to breath normally back he was worried for the others and hoped they were ok. He was checking himself over...was he himself ok? He wasn't even sure of that.
At least he wasn't the only one so out of sorts. Her smile was met with a slight one of his own, and her commentary back to his own made a small bark of amusement come from his lips. "Ok sure, but if they put all their budget into the effects, does that leave jackshit left over for the script and casting?" He tossed a small smirk towards Kobayashi, never one to ignore a chance to play and tease.
Mirrorspace was one of those mysteries he hadn't really spent a lot of time investigating. Largely because he couldn't really get there without help. And since when did he arse himself to ask jack? That Remarque didn't know what the thing was either made his face fall, features forming into a scowl as he reached out to place a hand at Kobayashi's upper arm when she stumbled. "Don't envy you the shoes, but least the skirt can be ripped up for bandages if s**t really goes south."
Which. It did.
The glass rippled, and in specular fashion, shattered, shards scattering through the air and slicing through skin and fabric and hair and who knew what else. For Loke, he didn't get his metal bracers up in time to use them as a form of defense, hissing as he felt the sharp shards slicing against his right cheek in a few spots, along with along his arms and legs. Small cuts, but deep, and his dark uniform began to grow darker as blood began to cause the fabric to stick to his skin. A larger piece had collided into him, knocking the wind from his lungs and making him falter on his feet. "For <********> sake," he spat, as he sucked in air again.
Diadem let her eyes drift skyward for a moment, mostly for Laverna's benefit as Sinope jumped back into conversation with them.
"It's Diadem, not Little Miss Rainbows, and Prisms. My magic is prisms. I... s**t!"
Glass shattered spraying outward unexpectedly in a burst of glittering edges, and she instinctively raised an arm to shield her face, feeling shards whistle past her too close to comfort, and one even ricochet, in ironic parody of her magic, off her raised bracer, sparing her face by virtue of luck and physics.
"NOT ok!" She barked in complaint, teeth almost bared in a burst of frustration that almost covered for her jangled nerves.
What the heck was that about? She hadn't felt any sudden changes of temperature, no sudden blow that would cause the glass to shatter, but this place wasn't necessarily working by those rules, it just seemed to be... casually, recklessly remodeling, with very little concern for the fact that they had not exactly come dressed for Demo-Day.
Crocus had to admit he was definitely curious about just what the hooded Senshi's (Sinope) magis did not. He found it hard to believe it could actually get him into some trouble. Crocus wasn't a huge fan of his own, but at least it provided a good enough distraction. Their magic was supposed to help them in battle, but maybe his had the ability to backfire. "You've got me pretty curious about yours now." He had to think that having a power source that wasn't a flower would provide something more useful.
When Kiuchi ask him about his age he was a little surprised they hadn't talked about that before. They had certainly spent plenty of time together, you'd think it would have come up before this. Then again, he didn't really like to talk about himself a whole lot. "I'm nineteen and just about done with my first year at DCU." He was looking forward to Summer break. He'd have more time for the fun things in his life for awhile.
He had been keeping his gaze forward for a while, so he saw the mirror ripple. His first thought was that something was trying to come through it. So he took a little defensive step back and was prepared to fight if he needed to. Instead of something coming through though, the glass let out a loud noise as it cracked and splintered before the shards of glass came flying toward them all. He closed his eyes first, he knew he definitely did want to get glass in his eyes and he raised his right arm to shield his face as well. He wasn't quick enough to dodge one of the larger pieces that came flying at him though and he caught a sharp breath as something dug into his left shoulder. He went down on his left knee then. He'd never been stabbed by something before and boy did it hurt. It took him a moment to realize he needed to breathe again and he took in a sharp breath.
He felt Kiuchi reach for him and looked over to see he had also fallen.He'd been unlucky enough to also be hit by a large piece, but his was in his stomach. "Are you okay? That looks bad." Crocus said with alarm in his voice. It was amazing how he could almost forget about his own pain, except he definitely still felt the throbbing caused by the shard in his shoulder. "Sit back for now so we can have a look at it." Crocus needed to have a better look at it, to see exactly where the shard had hit him and down deep. His father had been an ER doctor for years and he had a little training of his own. He certainly wasn't a Doctor himself, he'd even quit being a pre-med student, but at least he could help a little bit.
He sat on his knees then and looked toward his own shoulder. He was definitely bleeding, glass would do that, but at the same time it didn't look or feel too terribly deep. He didn't think it had hit anything important, but it was possible clothe from his uniform would have gotten in the wound. He looked at the others around them as well, they all seemed okay. Maybe a few scratches here and there. He could be thankful for that at least.
She watched in horror as the mirror fragmented, letting out a startled shriek as the glass shattered right in front of her. It had been unexpected - well, expectedly unexpected - wasn't this the sort of thing that happened in the horror movies?
She should have expected it and she was kicking herself for not figuring things out sooner. As a result, she found several shards slicing through her arms and against her face - auugh! - but no real harm seemed to have befallen her.
Glancing backwards, she checked on Kib. "Hey, are you okay??"
Despite as hard as Avior tried... He failed to keep himself safe. He tried and struggled and continued to push forward but in the end, he still ended up hurt.
Still he didn't give up. Not when there were others like him keeping moving forward.
9 + 2(dice roll) +2 (Eternal) = 13
Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2017 11:15 am
Unscathed, but Acubens could not say the same for her family. Well that was just ******** it. She was going to have to fight whatever was causing this because everyone around her seemed to be suffering from some sort of injury. But first it was time to triage. It had been glass after all, and she didn't know how badly it had hurt the people she cared about most of all.
She turned first to Kiuchi, who seemed to have taken the biggest hit. She felt around his abdomen, where the impact had hit him, checking for broken ribs or internal bleeding. She winced to realize that this war had, essentially, turned her into a field medic. More reason to stop it, she decided. Once she was satisfied that his core had been largely undamaged, she took his jaw gently in both hands and tilted his head from side to side, checking his neck for cuts. She continued her checking down his arms and forced a smile when she was satisfied.
"Yo're gonna be okay honey," she whispered, pulling him close mostly for herself because she had been so worried about him.
"Sinope, how you doing," she asked, making her way over to the pair she had only just now decided were also now part of her brood. Only nicks that she could see. She tore off yet more of her fuku and cleaned the blood away, making sure that they were just superficial. "I've only got so much fuku that I can break off, try not to get hurt any more, you know," she said with a smile. "But if we survive this, I'd very much like your help Ptolemy. Maybe even you Sinope, if you feel so inclined. I need someone with a little attitude to remind me that I can't just be passive all the time." She flashed a bright grin at the hooded senshi.
Turning now to Mimi she wiped the blood from her hands too. "I'll teach you everything when we get out of here. Just your average hybrid of nordic and tolkien elvish." She went on to check Mimi's core for damage as well as her neck and arms. Finally she turned to a new senshi that she had never seen before. Kiuchii had said she was the senshi of clovers.
"Now you, my dear," she said, discarding the now filthy chunk of her fuku and ripping off another. "Let's make sure you aren't too hurt either." Check, wipe, smile, encourage. "You're doing very well, my sweet. Thank you for having Kiuchi's back also."
"Crocus, you next." She repeated the same search of the older boy, checking for bleeding wherever it might have been. When she reached his shoulder, Acubens scowled.
"You would be bleeding, wouldn't you," she teased lightly, ripping off a large hunk of her gauze to wrap it tightly around Crocus, shoulder. Then she noticed the large hunk of glass sticking out of it. Oh dear. Acubens took a deep breath to steady herself. Did she pull it out now to take him to a hospital? The shoulder was a tricky area, what if she nicked something? Was there a major vessel there?
"If we take the glass out love, you might bleed out. The glass might be blocking the blood. but if we don't take it out... things will be very difficult for you... What do you want to do, love?"
Now this was beginning to sound like a family! Bickering. Humor. Embarrassing and eye rolling. Yep, just another good old family reunion!
But Laverna didn't have a moment to comment. Just as Diadem spat out to Sinope, the sound of shattering glass echoed around them. With the speed of her training to aide her, Laverna had her arms up over her head and released Diadem to spin around. If her back got hit, so be it. Her front....NOPE!
Across the bare back of her arms, Laverna felt small pieces of the glass scrape by. A few might have cut skin but none of them seemed to really sting.
"Okay...who gets the Seven Years this time?" Her voice winced when she finally uncovered her head and looked around. Several had been hit. Several badly...
It made her wince but she scanned Diadem with her eyes. "Causalities already?"
Ryuthulhu
6
Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2017 1:32 pm
Told to sit down he did just that, seating himself right on the ground and staring up at Crocus. It hurt, it really did, but he'd ignored it after the initial hit due to his concern for the others with him. He wasn't the only one here and the shock and sudden adrenalin had likely masked some of the pain he should be feeling, and would wind up feeling later on.
Thankfully the glass hadn't gone in deep but it was there and he was bleeding but only a trickle, it would likely be more once it was removed. "It hurts..." Now that he was sitting and paying it more attention than he had been. Kiuchi knew it wasn't exactly good to be getting injured so soon into things, it could slow them all down or keep them doing something. He could become a liability.
Broken ribs...no but it still hurt when Acubens touched him and, unknown to him, no internal bleeding which was a really good thing. But he was still hurt and Crocus seemed to be handling him as Acubens was moving onto inspecting the blond. That was fine by him, someone should check the other over. He didn't need both of them inspecting him.
With Acubens away he nodded once to the blond. "The sheer part of my uniform might help...the glass needs to come out...then just bandage." So long as he didn't bleed too badly he'd be fine and they could continue - he hoped it wouldn't be bad. It didn't feel too bad...but he was honestly clueless on this sort of thing.
Chione watched as several of the others got hit by…by flying whatevers and for a moment, she wasn’t quite sure that she wanted to continue on through this funhouse. Horror filled fun house? Fun house of death? Regardless, it really wasn’t seeming very fun to her at the moment.
She kept her gaze on Acubens though, feeling a strange sense of warmth at the way she was so…helpful to everyone. Well, everyone who needed it. She knew that the stronger girl either had forgotten she was here by now…or just thought she could handle herself, and honestly…she was starting to get that feeling too…plus, if she thought that way, she wouldn’t feel prickles of jealousy, right?
Maybe.
Hesitating, she glanced around for Elsa, idly wondering where he had gotten to. She wasn’t really keen on doing all of this alone.
Lesath missed the explosion of the mirror, and of course she was thankful, though she doubted it was all luck, she had been doing this for a while…maybe mirrorspace knew that…she hadn’t abandoned it like some others had…perhaps it was favoring her with the gift of…
…not being sliced up.
Because that made so much sense. She frowned as she looked over the senshi who had gotten hurt from the shards and for a moment she thought about just rounding them up and taking them back out of mirror space…but what good would that do. She wanted to do this, besides, Acubens seemed to want to be the good guy mom type now, so why shouldn’t Lesath spend the time she wanted with Remarque…exploring something she had neglected for so long?
…There wasn’t a reason, so she pressed on, hurrying to Remarque’s side. “This place really…is a b***h, isn’t it. Think those kids will be all right? Acubens has her hands full, it looks like…I know I was that reckless before, but sheesh.”
The memory of almost being eaten by a giant space salamander had come to the front of her mind, and the eternal fiercely tried to push it the hell away.
Kyuseisha no Hikari
11 + 9 + 2 = 22
Posted: Wed Jun 21, 2017 3:58 pm
Whilst Sadalsuud had caught Kiuchi's glance as he asked about ages, the shattering glass had distracted her from actually answering.
There was concern in her green eyes as she looked up atSinope, it sinking in that she would have been in the direct path of the flying shards of glass if not for the taller dark mirror senshi yanking her down.
"Thank you for helping me - are you okay?" There was a concerned note in her voice that reflected the concern in her eyes as she asked the question.
The sound of cursing drew Sadalsuud's attention to Kiuchi as it sunk in that both he and the blond (Crocus) with him had both been hit by shards of the broken glass - although the blond with Kiuchi seemed to be looking over the tall dark mirror senshi and a curly-haired senshi (Acubens) who had wings like Avior seemed to be looking over them both.
She looked back at Sinope, before tugging on the end of the black bow on her dress as she started "I know it's not much - but I can offer this if you..."
Her voice trailed off as the curly-haired senshi made her way over to them, shaking her head at the question "No I'm okay - I'm not hurt."
Because whilst a few of the shards had pelted her, they hadn't really done anything to her...
Kibirev had hidden behind Lovejoy as the mirror had exploded. She had seen the glass coming at her…and did what she did best. She came out perfectly unharmed, but when she saw the cuts on her friends arms and the scratches on her face, her lower lip began to tremble.
“I…I’m okay…but I should have protected you…not hidden…I…I’m sorry…” On one hand, she was very, very glad she hadn’t gotten hurt…but she hadn’t wanted Lovejoy to get hurt at all…though at least her best friend wasn’t as hurt as some of the people around here…that one lady was talking about the one guy bleeding out? Were they all just going to die here? Why would Lesath have brought them here to die? Did she really not like them that much?
“I won’t let you get hurt again…I’ll lead the way now okay? You just…stay behind me okay?” She was trying to sound braver than she felt, and she wasn’t sure she was doing a very good job with it.
