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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[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 difficult to run right into enemies once they delved into Cosmos territory.

It was a risk that had to be taken.

[zerosuitjill]

The humor was a relief, considering the circumstances. Her smile quirking once in acknowledgement before fading, Jill took the lead and resumed her usual prepared position, her weapon held towards the ground. She wasn't sure how they would tell when they were near Cosmos territory, other than spotting those from the other side; hopefully they'd have a warning before then.

As barren as the hallways were, the click of her heels was a decent echo no matter how softly she tried to walk. Not for the first time, she cursed Wesker's odd sense of practicality in the back of her mind, but it was a background reaction, most of her attention on their surroundings.

"Avoiding Chris and Rebecca might not be as easy as we were hoping," she voiced in a low murmur, trying to minimize any further echoes on her end. She'd been hoping that they would see their partners from a distance and be able to steer clear of them--here, however, they likely wouldn't see them until they (literally, as short as some of those corners were) ran into each other.

[badluckconvict]

Billy followed close behind her, keeping a close eye on the areas in front of them, and a close ear as well for any echoes that didn't belong to Jill's footsteps. His own were softer, despite his size, but then again that was probably because he wasn't wearing heels.

He didn't answer that particular comment verbally, only giving her a nod of his head when she was looking back, trying to speak as little as possible when he was able. His expression showed that he wasn't particularly happy with that thought. It was hard to say if they'd run into Rebecca; yes, she fought, but she was also a medic. She might choose to hang back to tend to the wounded. And even if they did run into her, they might be able to talk her out of a confrontation. Chris, however...

He didn't know Chris, but he had a feeling the man wouldn't be so keen on letting his partner dive into further danger so easily. If they ran into Chris, he was pretty sure a confrontation of some sort would be unavoidable. If that happened... he'd stand back. He'd let Jill do her thing unless it was necessary for him to interfere. This wasn't at all the best way to go about making a good first impression on anyone, but he'd promised to back her up. And if that meant against her own partner, so be it.

"We'll just have to try our best to dodge 'em and deal with it when it comes," he responded quietly. Nothing more to it than that.