ROUND 1-2 ;; BATTLE LOG

[lufenia]

Who: Everyone. Every single character in dissideo. Yes, including you.
When: Midnight, between Friday and Saturday. (The battle itself will last most of Saturday, in IC-time).
Where: A run-down warehouse complex. (Details below.)
What: Once again, the forces of Cosmos and Chaos meet on the battlefield, with a few warriors lost and many gained. AKA: Round

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FOR L'CIE -- Lights On (very beginning) -- Cosmos Level (crystal room)

[exsergeant]

The flash of light didn't catch her quite so off-guard this time, nor did the slight lurch in her stomach as she warped from pacing in her room to... an abandoned warehouse, apparently. The room was lit by overhead lights, but even so, a faint glow seemed to emanate from a crystal near the center. She gazed at it a moment, taking a step closer

FOR L'CIE -- Lights On (very beginning) -- Cosmos Level (crystal room)

[privateheaven]

The sudden shift had caught Serah far more off-guard than it had her sister, and she stumbled a bit as the world settled around her. She looked around for a moment, wondering just what had happened and where she was before Lightning's voice resounded through the halls.

"Lightning?" She called back, wincing a little at how loud her voice sounded echoing through the vast, seemingly empty halls. "Lightning, where are you?!"

Hopefully, when Lightning answered- if Lightning answered and Serah hadn't just been hearing her voice- she'd be able to follow the sound of it back to where her sister was.

FOR L'CIE -- Lights On (very beginning) -- Cosmos Level (crystal room)

[hopeandapromise]

Hope hadn't been expecting the lurch- but then again, he'd already been through one battle, so he wasn't exactly caught off guard by it either. This was different, though, from last time. They were indoors, and they were close, as he could hear voices echo and bounce off the walls.

His ears tuned to what was going on, hearing several people calling for each other, and feet padding along the way, racing off towards the enemy. A part of him didn't know which way to go- until he heard Serah and Lightning call for each other. He seemed closer to Serah, so he followed in that direction, keeping close and trying not to scare her should he run into her suddenly.

It didn't take him long before he turned a corner (cautiously, of course- his previous battles had taught him to know better), that he spotted Serah off at the other end of the hall. With that, he began running towards her, glad to see a somewhat familiar face.

"Serah? Hey, Serah!"

FOR L'CIE -- Lights On (very beginning) -- Cosmos Level (crystal room)

[brightsiding]

It had taken everything Vanille had not to scream when she felt the unexpected warp; instead, it stole her breath away, and when she landed she collapsed down to her knees, unable to really catch her footing. She did manage to catch herself with her hands so that she didn't hit the ground too hard, but it did hurt a little, and she gave a whine of discontentment as she pushed herself to her feet, glad she hadn't scraped her knees too badly, and glanced around

Reserved for Billy // Lights On // The Starting Line |D

[zerosuitjill]

[ooc; Figured that Jill and Billy could get together here, and then meet with Aigis/Tifa in a new thread once they move out?]

Jill hadn't expected to arrive in the same area as last time--this unpredictability was beginning to become predictable--so while she wasn't surprised to find herself somewhere new, she was surprised by the setting.

A warehouse?

It was... rather modern-day, for lack of a better term, considering what all she'd seen so far. Gazing at the crystal glittering a little ways off, she quickly recovered and began looking around the large room; considerably close quarters, compared to last time. Her mouth twitched towards a light frown after she patted her holster and found that her communication crystal was indeed absent. Head for the base, she'd told Billy. Easier said than done, now.

Oh, well. Drawing her gun, Jill ejected the magazine to check it before clicking it back into place and double-checking the safety. She didn't plan on using it--she didn't want to use it, rather, but it was of course inevitable, at

[badluckconvict]

It wasn't as if Billy was exactly unused to fighting in warehouses - in fact, this reminded him all too much of the latter half of his fun trip through hell courtesy of James Marcus, or whatever had been traipsing around as him back then. It just wasn't where he expected to be. Warehouses weren't that convenient for large-scale battles, after all. The halls were narrow as hell and meant little maneuverability when it came to actual attacks; the only places good for battles were probably the wide rooms he figured this place would have. How big is this place, anyway?

He shook the thoughts out of his head, gripping the Colt a little tighter in hand and figuring out what to do. Head for base. Not really doable now. Well, hopefully the team had just been corralled into the same area. If such were the case, it couldn't be too hard to find her... hopefully. They were headed for the same goal in the end anyway: Cosmos' crystal. With that in mind he moved forward into the winding halls, eyes flicking over the walls and keeping a sharp

[zerosuitjill]

Turning quickly at the sound of footsteps, Jill allowed herself to relax a fraction when she recognized him and smiled. "Not what I was expecting at all," she admitted, and let her gun hand fall to her side as she glanced up at the tattered, dirty walls around them; if she wasn't convinced that Chaos and Cosmos were behind the place, she would fear for the building's stability. As it was, she figured they were more or less well off until the heavy fighting started, at least. And that

[badluckconvict]

"Makes it easier for us normies, I think," Billy threw it as he took another look around. The limited space also went against anyone using a weapon besides their fists or a gun, due to the space. That'd probably change in the more open rooms, but the environment still, ultimately, played to their advantage. They probably knew how to use it better than most people here. At least, he could hope that was the truth. They needed any advantage they could get.

When she looked ahead again, he did as well, inhaling a breath and letting it out in a sigh. No way to go but forward, just like always; no way they knew to go home than win this war. Or at least better to avoid having Chaos throw another bitch fit over a loss.

"Let's," he agreed, holding out a hand to let her go first, smirking a little. Ladies first and all that. Well, they had a general direction to go from here to get to the crystal at the very least. With a warehouse, it wouldn't be horribly difficult to get some sort of bearing from there. And neither would it be terribly

Open // Lights On // Chaos Crystal Room

[chaoticelement]

Kefka hadn't wasted any time assessing the room's layout. As it was, it seemed he was the only one that seemed to be fit for laying out a defensive strategy, considering the way the last battle turned out. For now, he was tracing lines and runes in the dust on the floor. After a long time, though, he nods to himself satisfied.

"Alright people. Go forth and do what you do best. I'll handle the defenses here."

[narcissistic]

When they arrived, Kuja was already dusting his shoulder without so much as a single look around, but when he hazarded a glance, his sweep stopped mid-stroke, absently completing itself some seconds later as he scanned the starting base with a stricken look, as if the very place was offending his delicate senses. He made some soft, deeply afflicted groan to that effect and rolled his eyes

[chaoticelement]

Kefka arched an eyebrow as he turned from the runes he was busy tracing in the dust. The runes held no inherent power, but were arranged as if in mathematical equations that only he understood. The place had reminded him of his first lab, a rickety abandoned warehouse on the fringes of Vector where he and Cid had performed numerous experiments that eventually culminated in making Kefka what he was. But Kuja just... didn't fit.

His training as a military general kicked in first, with an instinct of telling Kuja to be a decoy. He'd certainly stand out enough, but Kefka knew he wouldn't go for it. Unfortunately. Still, that smile... it even got to Kefka on rare occasions. This was one such occasion.

Still, Kefka was nothing if not diplomatic in picking his words, even if the intent in his tone was clear. "The leading man is staying behind the curtain this time? ...You are a man, correct?"

Ah sarcasm. Kefka's favorite pastime.

[narcissistic]

Less sarcasm, he imagined, than blatant disregard, though Kuja paid it no mind. He didn’t fit... That’s what they all said, wasn't it? But it suited him just fine. Kuja didn't want to fit. It was a large part of why he was the way that he was and partly why he was so largely unaffected by the ungainly attempt on his pride in an area where he felt so naturally confident.

But he stared at Kefka for it, that shifty little smile unfailing.

"Are you through?" He asked, the picture of perfect manners despite himself and the vicious undertones that punctured his overall sweetness. "Besides, I'm afraid you don't know me at all." Contentedly teasing now, as if it were the saddest thing he'd ever heard, he gave his bangs a carefree toss.

"-Real leading men steal the show," he sniped, a glimmer in his eye, and the subtle, promising conviction that he would do exactly that. "They make their debut when the time is right ... energize the climax and leave the audience with something breathtaking."

Better, though, that Kefka didn't outright

Open-Lights On (beginning)-Cosmos Level (heading to Neutral)

[heavenslament]

Terra peers around as the flash of light fades, almost getting used to the abrupt shift in surroundings. The area itself grated at her, though. She far preferred the Steppe to this industrial room. While she wasn't exactly claustrophobic, the young woman disliked the limited space she would have, by comparison. It reminded her a bit of Kefka's Tower, hardly a pleasant place.

There was no time to quibble about such issues, however. She would have to work with what she was given, and aid Cosmos once more. To that end, Terra tore her gaze away from their surrounding and looked around for familiar faces with which to pair up. Such pairings were unlikely to last the entire duration of the battle, but it wouldn't hurt to have someone at her back for as long as it could be managed.

Open-Lights On (beginning)-Cosmos Level (heading to Neutral)

[aurabolt]

The industrial surroundings were a bit of a curve ball to Sabin as well, who was quite used to wide-open spaces himself. It wasn't much of a lingering thought, for Sabin was ready to lay the smack down on some enemy fighters. Eagerly, he looked through the fellow warriors until he spotted a familiar face: Terra. Even if they didn't manage to stick together, he thought it wise to stick with her as best as he could while he could.

"Terra!" he called out, hurrying over before she could get too far. "Think you could use a 'bear' like me?"

[heavenslament]

Terra perked up...and stared at him for a moment. That question sounded so familiar. It almost felt as though she could remember why, but then Terra realized that he was waiting for an answer. She nodded with a slightly sheepish smile. "I would like that very much! This isn't the place I was drawn to for the last battle, so I don't know the layout...but I'm sure we'll find out where we need to go, if we explore."

[aurabolt]

"No problem. We'll wing it if we have to!" Sabin answered confidently.

He took another quick look around, at their allies, before his attention returned wholly to Terra. "There anyone else you were looking for before we booked it towards the crystal? ...Should we try to find Celes?"

Since Terra had done this before and he had faith in her judgment, he was content to letting her take the lead.

For Saleh // Lights On // Cosmos Level (crystal room)

[girly_general]

Upon arriving, Celes drew her sword and took in her surroundings in disgust. They reminded her of Zozo: dirty, run down, and likely full of disreputable characters. Looking over the heads of her allies who congregated and formed battle parties, she searched for the somewhat unfamiliar face of Saleh, who she had promised to look out for while he performed support skills. She had to find him quickly, before he faced any real danger.

For Saleh // Lights On // Cosmos Level (crystal room)

[mountain_sage]

The first thing that caught Saleh's eyes as he arrived in the crystal room was the lights overhead. They weren't torches, or anything lit by any kind of flame, something completely different from what existed in Magvel.

Despite that, the light was still poorly lit, and the room was dirty and run down. Saleh quickly dislodged his attention from the lights and looked around for his partner-to-be. However, there was no guarantee that he would find her in this mess.

"Celes...?"

He called out somewhat softly, hoping that Celes would hear him, but also hoping that the enemies wouldn't hear him.

Re: For Saleh // Lights On // Cosmos Level (crystal room)

[girly_general]

Celes was next to him, looking over his shoulder when she heard his faint voice calling for her. She breathed a sigh of relief; her first objective had been met.

"I am she. You must be Saleh." She replied in an equally soft tone. "I think the best defensive location would be... over there." She indicated an area partially obstructed by a large fallen ceiling panel that could provide at least partial cover for the spell-caster, but still had enough room on either side - and enough room underneath - for him or her to make a speedy exit were they discovered. "We can snipe at intruders with magic from here, and I will attack anyone who comes too close to you. Your thoughts?"

If he had any better ideas, now was the time to speak up.

For Saleh // Lights On // Cosmos Level (crystal room)

[mountain_sage]

"Yes, I am Saleh," he said, to confirm his identity.

He looked over the area that Celes pointed out and listened to her explanation. Right now, he couldn't think of any better ideas.

"It seems a sensible plan," he replied.