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Havasu HP: (100/2)/2=25

Havasu didn't have time to react before flying chunks of youma were spit out. He had started to at least visually search for some kind of weapon when the volley began and he was violently struck in his side. It sent him tumbling to the ground, breathing became next to impossible as pain radiated up his side and his nose was assaulted by the stench results of the trains first attack. The page scrambled to his feet as fast as possible, trying to quell his stomach and wipe as much of the goo as possible. He watched as dickless went on a tirade about youma metabolism before storming off. He was tempted to go after him and beat him for suggesting they leave helpless civilians in the train or worse... Their companions. Instead he glared and was about to run to find the extinguisher when the train came roaring through.

Havasu watched in horrored fascination as he noticed the youma was doing something strange. Apparently it had taken damage and one of the cars was on fire. The youma didn't like this and detached the offending cars... This was a good thing however Havasu's a** was kicked into gear when he heard the train's whistle once more. It was returning and the result would be bad since it's detached cars were still at the platform where they had come to a rest. "Delilah!" He had no idea what train his girl was on but he raced towards the train cars as fast as he could, slipping and sliding the whole way. He had completely forgotten about his companions and his earlier plans, if it took him ripping into the youma with his bare hands he would do so.

He was in a race against the first car and losing as he kept sliding on the gross and sticky floor, apparently cowboy boots weren't made for youma vomit just walking. Luckily others were on the ball and they were able to bring the demon train to a stop before a collision occurred. Not so luckily the train decided to retaliate by spewing yet more youma chunks at those on the platform. Havasu was much closer this time and got pelted a few times. He landed hard, his head bouncing against the tiled floor. He was dazed and confused but Havasu was on a mission.... And in desperate need of a shower now. If only he could sit up without having the station revolve around him.

((No real interaction sorry guys just figured you would want to know he walked off too.... Strick at least Havasu got his s**t slapped out of him for the comment ^.^))

Athene HP: 80 / 2 = 40

Athene had watched anxiously as the train carriage came looping back round with another shrill whistle blast knowing that he and Maia only had one chance at what they were trying to attempt.

Because even if he'd had the magic for a second attempt - and he was pretty sure that he didn't - if they failed then that train car was going to end up smashing into the other two.

It worked - Maia's magic slowing down the train car just enough for his bead magic coming up behind to catch and trap the car enough to finally bring it to a halt.

Although it seemed that the demented thing had one last bit of fight in it as it immediately retaliated by once again blasting them with yet another wave of the icky 'meat' stuff.

Caught out on the platform as he was, Athene had no way of dodging and about the only small mercy was that he managed to once again somehow avoid inhaling or ingesting the stuff that coated him. He was so going to need to take a shower though when he finally managed to get back to the apartment that he shared with Orah so that he could scrub for like a million years. Well okay perhaps nothing quite that dramatic although a long, long scrub was definitely going to be needed.

Then finally the wave of pelting was over, the wave itself seeming the youma thing's last hurrah as it melted away in a thick outpouring of dust to reveal the final train car.

"We need to help the people inside because that still doesn't look too safe" Athene managed to get out, the words slightly slurred due to pain and bone deep exhaustion, although he didn't move from position.

In fact it was dubious just how much more help he'd be given how exhausted he felt and he was certainly not going to be able to offer up any more magic.

Warning - mention of vomit
Sailor Chara of Chocolate: 70/2 = 35 HP

Just when it seemed like he would finally be of use to some people when the glass was finally showing through the gunk of flesh, whatever b*****d that controlled the universe decided that it would be a perfect time for the train to ******** explode. And he was only being semi sarcastic with that notion. Having been so close to the blast zone wasn't the best idea either seeing as the chunks hit him like a baseball bat to his already jackedup face.

Chara felt himself being knocked back, his head hitting a pile of already warm and gross goop on the ground. And at that point he couldn't handle it any more. The goop was like a warm pile of pudding that just wasn't stirred enough so there were lumps and bits of solid chunks everywhere. And the smell coated him better than a chocolate wrapper, sticking to every nook and cranny on the kid. All of that combined just tripped him over the edge, and in a swift movement, he managed to roll over onto his hands and knees, and retch repeatedly, heaving whatever was left in his stomach from breakfast ontop of what was on the platform already.

It lasted for a good number of seconds before he could properly steady himself and manage to get back on his feet. Atleast the one good thing about being so frilly that there was plenty of fabric to his uniform, so he untied his hip bow and found a clean section to use to wipe off his mouth.

s**t, there was another senshi with him, wasn't there? There wasn't much going on in his head anymore except for <******** this, ******** this s**t, I'm gone but that other senshi was right next to him, and got hurt too, he was sure. A quick survey around him lead him to the curly haired girl that smelled like coffee, and he dragged himself, battered and bruised and probably smelling a bit worse than what else was around him at this point, to her.

"Oi... Are you alright?"

Mistral HP: 120

Mistral held the extinguisher a bit tighter - this was her prize, and she wasn't going to hand it over to just any lieutenant who asked - and didn't even ask nicely. This wasn't the cross that Mistral meant to martyr herself on, but god, would it kill this kid to have at least say please?

"You forgot the magic word," she said, frowning at the lieutenant. The train was stopped, so she doubted there was anything to lose by letting the lieutenant into the office - and emergency services were on their way, from the sound of it. This was quickly becoming a worthless stand, more about principal than anything. She didn't want to be here when the fire brigade broke in and get fingered as a suspect for her trouble.

"Didn't see one, and I'm not going to stand here and look with you," she said. She needed to pass this off to someone on her own side, and then get out of the subway before the smell made her faint. "Now get out of my way."

Pompeii HP: ((140-20)/2)/2=30

Pompeii was taken aback when it seemed everything happened at once. The youma train seemed to dislike being attacked and before the squire was able to react the train expelled youma chunks everywhere. The knight did her best to dodge but she wasn't doing all that great. Several smaller pieces slammed into her body, rising welts and forming bruises. This Pompeii could handle but when a much larger piece slammed into the small of her back while she was trying to dodge yet another piece she went down hard. She landed on her hands and knees facing the tiles of the floor, her mind trying to work through what her eyes were seeing while the rest of her body was trying not to collapse from the pain of that last blow. By the time she realized that what she was looking at was the result of the trains vomit her nose seemed to catch up with the rest of her senses and Pompeii began to gag.

Scrambling to her feet she tried to desperately tried to clean her hands and to hold her breath as her stomach pitched and rolled. Finally, desperate to cover her nose with anything clean she called in her shawl and buried her whole face in the now clean wool. The smell was still there but it was muffled underneath the scent of clean, musty, and warm wool.

Her head popped out of it's gray wool cocoon when the train whistle echoed in the station once more. The lower half of her face was still muffled in the wool while her eyes opened wide in shock as she watched the train detach it's burning cars. She had taken a few hesitant steps forward, ready to break into the second and third car when the train screamed once more. "s**t!" The first car was on it's way back around and if it wasn't stopped in time it would crash into the backside of it's abandoned cars. She remained silent as Maia barked out orders, she would be able to handle the train better than Pompeii could with the use of her magic.

She had begun to go to the first train car when both Maia and the other senshi she was with called out their attacks, there was even another whose magical attack began to work on stopping the train. Pompeii was frozen in awe and a flash of jealousy. She wished she could do magic like that rather than her rather useless shawl but she had to admit that at least the shawl was better than the ball of yarn she had first awakened as. By the time Pompeii snapped out of her surprise the train had come to a halt, "you did it!" Her congratulations was said a bit too early when the train decided to strike once more before it died off. It fired chunks of youma once more and unlike last time Pompeii didn't have a chance to even dodge. She was struck viciously several times, the force of the blows sent her to the floor once more this time flat on her back. Her ears were ringing and her head throbbing while the rest of her body felt like it was on fire and she had been kicked in the chest by a mule.

She needed to get up. She had to get up. There were people to save. If only she could find the breath to move. It hurt to even think. Pompeii was at the end of her strength and she hadn't even done anything, this more than anything aggravated her but still she found that moving right then wasn't really a viable option as the room started to tilt wildly when she tried to lift her head off the sticky and foul coated tile floor.

Captain Amethyst (HP: 60)

There were other officers who were converging rapidly on Amethyst's current position. He saw Leucite approaching, the other Captain looking a little worse for wear so he assumed that the blast that came from the youma train had gotten him as well. Feeling the surge in Chaos that could only have come from a General, he turned to the half-youma (Cinnabar) and nodded, all too happy to comply with the orders she had given as he too slipped his fingers into the gap between the jarred doors and pulled until the resulting opening was at least large enough to allow an adult through.

"Is everyone alright?" He called out, peering into the car as well though not quite stepping into it yet unless he absolutely had to lest the additional weight caused the train car to collapse given its current precarious position on the tracks.

Stibnite had not made it far from the tracks when the mess that was the first train car finally stopped. Covered in slime and dealing with some light burns on her arm, Stibnite hissed as her communicator blared to life.

"I'm right here." She snapped back at it, trying to move the slime out of her eyes. "Turn around." Just when she had one eye cleared, the other covered. Finally fed up with it, she threw the hood off and shook out her hair sending slime and youma stomach parts in other directions.

Finally able to see, she moved forward to give Leucite and who ever he was with a hand. "What the hell happened?"