Man! That book better not work. I worked so hard to destroy Pride Rock and you just magic up another one. 'sigh'
They had filed through the portal and now found themselves on the wooden deck of those who had been firing a them. It seemed empty at first, but then they surrounded the small group. Cat-like but still humanoid. A female one - the leader - was speaking to Risit. They were successfully trapped. Kusameruko couldn't see much to do other than wait and listen.
He jumped off the edge, stabbing his swords into the side of the cliff. His blades cut twin lines all the way down, back to the ground. Kanda chanced a moment to look inside the cave. They two black figures were still there. It looked as though they were going to attack the lion, but they were also summoning more creatures, these far larger and strongly armoured. Back to the tears he made into the stone, he added a few more slashes for good measure. The woman in blue was coming down to try and stop him again. Moreover, the dragon was still alive. It had slowed a bit, but Kanda doubted it was because it was wounded. The air around it was wavering slightly. Something was building up and he didn't plan to be around when it was set loose. He had time left, though, as everyone was busy with the new monsters. The earth rumbled as the dragon clawed at them, sometimes hitting the side of the cave and causing some of it to crumble. That thing is far more useful than she realizes. Sangenshiki. Bakuhakuzan! OOC: I'm such a nerd. Lines formed branching from his eyes and his pupils split into three. With his right, he swung Mugen in a large arc through the wall before him, sending thunderous explosions throughout the Rock. It came down slowly, fist sized pieces tumbling over and around the sprawl of figures scrambling at its foot, then washing over everything as a wave against a sand castle. But the ache of sublimating his soul had caught up to him. No running. He crouched, Mugen returned to its sheath, closing his eyes as the world fell all around him.
He had been facing the other way, so turned and realized too late that the lion had managed to work the rifle. A spray of bullets planted themselves into the wall, and a few in across his back. He kept running, cursing, and hoping that she had got hit by them as well. He glanced back to see that she was right on his tail, despite multiple gun shots. Out in the open air free from the damp cave was refreshing now that the sun had gone. But he didn't have much time to relish in it, as two black figures caught his attention, already at the cave entrance. What they bode, he had no idea, but they stank of darkness. The situation was getting worse and worse. The woman with the spear had reached him and was now summoning something. This is what she meant. He watched as a dragon formed behind her, giant wings sending strong gusts of wind all around them. He alerted himself to the fact that now he had to be careful he wouldn't fall from the height they were at. Worse and worse. Vaguely he wondered what those two from before were doing; he couldn't hear much above the wind. Then the woman said something. Only lips moving, no sound. Finally he heard the sound of tinkling metal. Four times it sounded, and he saw the bullets roll around his feet. Regenerated and free of the cumbersome wounds, he spoke. Nigentou! His crimson blade began to glow and a thread of it burst, snaking toward his left hand, to form a second blade made from pure energy. But, if the dragon were not bothersome enough, a small army of dark, floppy creatures was climbing up the stone towards them. They where simple enough to kill, he saw, easily dipatching one with a quick flick of his wrist. Most of them though went toward the dragon creature, though. And toward the woman. They wouldn't do much damage, but they were useful enough to keep her attention while he carried out his plan.
He meant to slice past her, but she had fallen faster than he expected and when she hit the ground, she said something. He couldn't remember exactly what happened after that. Like he had paused while she still moved. He fell to the ground again, landing on his feet, but his knees soon thudded on the dry stone as well. He had lost the height he had needed to do as he had planned and looking down, saw green mixed with blood at the front of his uniform. I suggest not moving. The poison in your body will kill you with every move you make. So, beg for mercy or crawl away, admitting defeat. She sighed and stood there as though she were bored with him. The end of his sword slightly sunk in the earth from the weight of his arm, he sat there on his knees for a moment, head slightly bowed, face obscured. It wasn't really meant as a feign, he just needed a second to regain himself. As I thought. It's not the same here. The youth rose to his feet, revealing his wound had closed and was unaffected by the poison. He spoke, eyes cast to the side, a scowl on his face, speaking as though talking to her was pointless, not to mention an irksome process. Urusai na.* As if I'd bow down to anyone. He made to look as though he was going to attack again, successfully occupying her, but instead ran toward the tall rocks again, meaning to reach the cave ceiling. OOC: Sorry if he seems too superhuman now or in the future. Kanda's godmod to begin with, so I'm not too sure how far I should go. *Just in case, urusai means noisy and shut up. I just thought it was more suitable, as there isn't exactly an English equivalent. Plus it's more fun.
Kanda followed the shadow as she jumped into the air, ready to come down and impale him. She was becoming a pain in the ass. Now the lion was behind him, nonchalantly acting very out of character for a lion, and pulling a very large, shiny rifle out of nowhere. His momentary concern was relieved when he saw that the lion was still fumbling with the trigger. The woman was going to attack again. He wanted to end this now, but if he wasted all his energy too early.... She said she still had something to fall back on; he had to drag it out until then. Or maybe not. He jumped up to meet her.
She had fallen back toward a wall, his blade only missing by a hair's breadth. If it had been just a fraction closer.... As she was, a thin red line cut its way along her cheek, letting a drop of blood. She spoke from that small distance away. It didn't matter what. Then she glowed again, reddish, and spheres of light came toward him. He deftly blocked them, just a distraction, making sure not to let his gaze slip from the woman. This may take a bit longer. He parried the attack as she came charging at him, jarring his wrist in the process. Slipping around her, he put the hilt of his sword to her back, unable to swing his blade into a better position. Why protect this thing? OOC: Yeah, I have XIII, but I havn't gotten very far, evidently.
She glowed a shade of yellow for a moment and smirked. Surely he hadn't imagined it. Hm. He narrowed his eyes as he stared at the paling nimbus of light and struck a slashing blow toward her shoulder. Oddly, it glanced off as she blocked. You want to die? The words spoken as easily as if he were having a normal conversation, not fighting someone in a serious battle, though not without a touch of venom in it. He gracefully sliced again - meaning to take her head off. Too easy. OOC: Oh, yeah. If it's in blue, he's saying something and if it is in italics it means he is thinking it.
Pain in the ass. Just when he thought he could get some peace, out the window he saw the other ship. Far larger than this one. It was true - they couldn't stay on the gummi ship. He would wait until the last of the others on the ship got out, then he would follow. The gummi ship shook - more fiercly than it had since they had left the ground. Sirens wound in his ears and he blocked it out with some difficulty. The single figure continued to look out the small window he had made his place in, out the window to the rapidly nearing ship, it constantly firing rounds in his group's general direction. A surprising many flew out into the darkness, nowhere near this ship. How primitive.
He met her attack full on, weapons grinding fiercly. Pushing the woman's weapon to the side, he quickly backstepped, sword still readed for another attack. Tch. Out of the way. He could have had that animal if this person wasn't here. Now the - lion, he saw - was hiding behind her, just watching them like his own personal theatre. Infuriating. He moved his focus back to the woman before him in a split second, an infinitesimal movement. Immediately, he pushed off with his back foot, throwing up dust as his cloak billowed behind him, straight towards the woman and the spear. OOC: Sorry, Aerith G. Didn't notice you there.
Hm? It got quiet. It's like everyone's gone. He continued to stare out the window, slightly less stonily-eyed.
'sigh' (Too impatient even with two people? Here, I have one.)
Footsteps from inside the cave. He backed out hastily, sword ready. Out flew a crimson haired man, swinging around a chainsaw, chanting something that sounded like... Sebas-chan? He glimpsed a long, red jacket flapping, high heeled shoes, a glint of glasses in the sun, and the man(?) had gone. He was too far now to chase after, as his manic giggles quickly faded. Kanda, again walked into the entrance to the cave, letting his eyes adjust to the dim light. The ceiling was taller than he had expected, the walls smoother, as well. Like the perfect vantage point, boulders lined a wall with, almost a staircase of piled, flat, stones. An animal sprawled luxuriously on a raised portion of the cave floor. It was completely engulfed, staring faithfully at something; a small, rectangular, flashing object impossibly grasped between its large paws. Unperturbed, and not bothering to care, the beautiful youth found his way to the tall rocks that would make his perch and started to silently climb. An insignificant pebble came loose as he made to stand at the point above the animal. It made a single lonely tap before it ceased moving. He did not hesitate as he jumped from far above, swinging Mugen down to meet the thing below him.
Kanda, upon reaching his destination, abruptly stopped. Through slitted eyes he surveyed the gently sloping area he stood upon. It leaned against a rock wall, like a broken levee, leading to something, though obscured from this view. Boulders grew from the ground all around him, but no more alive than the bare bodies of those in the graveyard behind him. Nothing flitted at the edge of his vision or sighed at the back of his neck. Nothing revealed itself to be alive but for the dark figure. For a moment.... He firmly gasped Mugen, garnering a faint click and glared watchfully as he stalked up the slope. A stray ribbon of mist fluttered in the dust as he disappeared inside a dark opening in the rock wall.
Umm, Droid. I had an idea that would take me to pride rock, as you may see. I don't know if that will disrupt whatever plans you have for everyone in Sky City. Hope you don't mind. I guess I could think of something else, though.
In the mass of buildings, he saw they were truly skeletons; larger than he had ever witnessed before. This place, a remainder of a long forgotten past, when life was on such a larger scale. The world howled through their parched bones and groaned, sending a cacophany of ancient voices. His footsteps, unwavering and true, were left behind in the now-dry mud caked earth. They would remain there for others to follow him, somehow barely touched by the wind. And if the winds had ceased but for a moment, a faint rumbling may had been felt, coursing through the ground to encompass the far side of the wasteland. One that would soon be felt even in the skies. He remarked on none of this and continued on his way to the rock that reached up for that hateful sky.
'blink' Not at all. Just, some parts are moving VERY quickly. I wish more detail would be put into some posts. And periods.
Pet Peeves: A Short List - No periods or commas - No capitalization - One sentence posts that summarize the whole battle And everything that has been posted already. But another problem are those who take 1 minute on their piece that leaves everyone else who wants a tiny bit of detail, scrambling to put together their beautifully crafted paragraphs. Maybe you should describe your surroundings, even a little bit, or how your character looks as they are god-modding their way through the story. Maybe, just try harder. I feel some people just want to rush through everything.
Bad grammar drives me crazy. I'm not telling anyone to fix this, I'm just hoping I can guilt you into it.
Unsure of what to do, and already bored with sitting and doing nothing as the others spoke between themselves, he quietly moved toward one of the small windows near the back where the voices of the others where slightly muffled, and watched as the ground quickly evaporated beneath the gummi ship. Still he could hear the voices at the front of the compartment, much to his distress. Something about the keystones. How could we leave our world like this? We don't really know what we are looking for. He frowned and looked at the clouds outside the window through slitted eyes.
