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Face your demons generated a random number between
1 and 10 ...
8!
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 Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 9:58 am
 Setting:Well, why not? Now it's just for fun. Or not. Outcome: Loss! HAH. But at least it is my favourite number.
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Face your demons generated a random number between
6 and 10 ...
7!
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Posted: Sun Jan 13, 2013 11:57 am
Now that it was just for fun, perhaps Yue Lao could relax and just play around. After her last combat, she'd merely left the arena, because it was pointless to stay and fight in a battle she was hardly concerned with winning. Maybe if it was just for fun, this time, she could enjoy it like she used to, back in her days of brawling with just about every and anyone she could find.
As she stretched, Hime-san mimicking her stretches as he stood on the ground next to Yue's feet, she smiled up into the sun. "It's a good time to be alive, Mr.Princess, I think," she said. She'd even gotten to have a whole day to relax with her husband, recently. Yue Lao was feeling hopeful. "Heyyyy there, opponent! Are you ready to exhibit our skills?" she asked, waving and grinning.
Her opponent was taking this a lot more seriously. She really should have read that fine print; why they were all treating this like it was the war escaped her. Apparently illegal brawls in back alleys were more her thing than these fancy tournaments. "I can see we will end this as friends," she joked, winking.
And that was about when her opponent pulled out a musical instrument. She had seen a similar fighting style before, and she grimaced. Soul Conduit, she assumed, wrinkling her nose. "Hime-san, you might want to sit this one out, unless you miss the smell of singed fur."
With all Yue's practicing her fire form with her weapon, the poor Golden Lion Tamarin had once tried to use her meteor hammer as a heater and shortly found out that the flames were definitely singe-y.
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Legend of Lunaria Captain
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Posted: Tue Jan 15, 2013 5:54 pm
Yoshimitsu brushed his hair away from his face with the back of one hand as he took the panflute out from his yukata. It was old, worn, and most importantly it had close ties to the spirits of those enemies that his family had slain in battle. Bested, they now served his purposes, as he was the current heir.
He did not like how this woman seemed to take their fight lightly. He took it as a personal insult, and vowed to make her suffer for her slight against his family. He played a strain on his flute, bringing darkness to her vision, and filling her sight with the blue butterflies that marked the arrival of the most recent of the spirits they had acquired.
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Face your demons generated a random number between
6 and 10 ...
7!
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 2:41 pm
Okay, it was starting to freak her out. Being dropped into darkness via music was very distressing for the Captain; she wished she had her proper weapon with her; perhaps it could shed some light in the magical darkness. At the moment, she shut her eyes and tried to listen for the sound of a combattant.
In the darkness, in the silence, she could not tell what was happening because there was no sound. Her own movements, her own breathing, sure, but the noise of an advancing opponent? Not at all. Which made sense, given he must be a soul conduit, but how the hell did he plan to begin from here? Yue Lao braced herself with the monkey fist in her right hand close in case of an onslaught.
What if it wasn't something that could be physically hit? She couldn't even analyze her opponent's movements in the dark to predict what would happen next. She squinted into the darkness: it seemed like something had shifted. Was it a trick of the light? Yue Lao would normally joke about the situation, but with one of her senses basically down and out it was important to her to keep her hearing sharp.
This wasn't fun at all!
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Legend of Lunaria Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 2:47 pm
Yoshimitsu's voice did fill the darkness shortly after. At first, it was some kind of eerie song in a language his opponent likely would not recognize. If she did, she would merely hear a folk song, one meant for children. And his voice sounded heavenly, like few others would ever capture. His opponent would regret making light of this battle. He may have lost his last fight, but he would not lose this one.
Yoshimitsu's guardian moved silently through the darkness, accompanied by the blue butterflies, and struck out in a series of lashes from the shadows.
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Face your demons generated a random number between
6 and 10 ...
6!
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 2:52 pm
It was, at first, difficult to make out what was in the dark. Suddenly it occurred to her that her vision was beginning to fill slowly with blue, glowing butterflies. She reached out to grab at one, but it merely flickered through her hands. She reached at another, mesmerized by the glowing. She'd never seen anything quite so beautiful, quite so close.
So she didn't really notice the spirit striking at her from the darkness. After it sliced at her exposed skin, and she chastised herself for not noticing its approach, she noticed the edge of some spirit escaping off.
"Was that... a child? You're sick!" she called out into the dark, wherever her opponent might be. She began to walk through the darkness, stalking, looking for him. At least if she could find him she could maybe get out of this fight.
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Legend of Lunaria Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 8:29 pm
"I am not sick, you are incompetent. This spirit, this poor child, would have wandered through darkness, knowing no companionship-- only hatred, and anger. It would have become rotten, impure. It has bonded to my family, and we care for it. Can you say as much?" Yoshimitsu accused her, from somewhere in the shadows. He didn't realize his opponent was trying to get him to talk, to figure out where he was in the darkness.
"I doubt that you can. You are too irresponsible, clearly, to care for a spirit. Much less one that is damaged, stabilized and now a willing combattant on our behalf," he added. His sister probably would have mentioned how beautiful the butterflies were, but she was also significantly less mentally stable than her siblings. She was the eldest, and had dealt with many spirits in the past.
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Face your demons generated a random number between
6 and 10 ...
9!
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 8:30 pm
Well that was entirely unfounded! Sure, she was selfish sometimes-- okay, a lot of the time-- but she'd really made a lot of progress. Back when she'd started at the Academy, Yue Lao was basically incapable of thinking of anyone but herself. Even now she was still pretty bad at it; she'd often neglect to consider her friends' feelings, but she attributed half of that to the necessity of the war. If she spent all her time wondering how Kiran and Cais were doing, she'd go crazy.
Crazier. Whatever. The point was, Yue Lao was entirely unrepentent and, in fact, a little indignant. "I was more selfish before, you would have hated me back then," she spoke up, grinning. Her legs hurt where the spirit had succeeded in attacking her, and the blue butterflies were still flitting around.
She felt something connect with her back, and winced, rolling out of the way of whatever rest of the attack might remain. "After this, we should get some snacks!" she suggested, trying to hide the fact that it actually kind of hurt to be attacked by an angry child's spirit. She struck out into the darkness with her monkey fist, hoping to hit her actualopponent.
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Legend of Lunaria Captain
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 9:15 pm
The monkey fist hit Yoshimitsu in the dark, making him drop his flute; it fell towards the ground, and he dove to save it. In his distraction, he was unable to maintain the level of power he'd been employing. He hadn't used any of his abilities in the first round, which was why he had all this leftover energy in the first place.
Not enough to maintain so much at once, though, especially not now that his focus had been interrupted. He'd practiced for so long to be able to succeed in this tournament, and he'd already done such a bad job; too many mistakes! He would learn better, for next time. He still detested his opponent, regardless of the outcome. He knelt on the ground, glaring up at his opponent.
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Face your demons generated a random number between
6 and 10 ...
7!
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Posted: Thu Jan 17, 2013 9:20 pm
Yue Lao smiled at him through the pain of having taken several hits more than she was used to taking, and straightened her back, trying to stretch to limber up. She summoned Hime-san back to her side with a whistle, and he chittered as he leaped up onto her shoulder. He definitely had not appreciated the sheer amount of darkness that had been summoned around Yue Lao. It hadn't spread, it was actually confined to her vision. A trick, an illusion. She could have wandered blindly all over the battlefield and still thought she was in darkness.
That was how he had maintained it. She'd never understand the intricacies of such abilities. She'd never chosen to fight another soul conduit, after what had happened with Shin Mu. She loathed fighting magic users; they were so hard to pin down! Tricky awful creatures. She'd struggled most of her Captain career to learn fire magic, anyway; it was starting to work, and she had about five seconds of flame on her meteor hammer lantern now, but it was by no means an enjoyable experience to learn even that much.
Hours and hours of endless training, because she still had to be careful to manipulate her meteor hammer properly lest she smash herself in the face with a very heavy, very dangerous metal object.
"Hey, don't worry about fighting me anymore, okay? I'm sore, and I'm gonna head out. Thanks for the blast, though! I'm sure those blue butterflies are a hit with the ladies," she suggested, smiling wide and heading out.
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