( closed ) this is how we'll dance when they try to bring us down

[gungoddess]

WHO: Apollo & Ba'ast.
WHAT: Dealing with some of the new arrivals. Maybe a little messily.
WHERE: Somewhere around the Professional District idk.
WHEN: TODAY.

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[piratebaast]

"Hah! Ain't nothin' better," Ba'ast replied with a grin as she fired a round into the bellies of a few approaching beasts. Finally, she was able to engage in the long-awaited release of pent-up frustrations. And what better way to do it than taking down a few dozen monsters?

She was barely breaking a sweat, but the way they dropped like flies at her and Apollo's feet couldn't make her feel any damn better, despite the ache in her neck. It was exciting. It was a rush she hadn't felt in a while, and it about damn time the two of them got to shine again, though, as Ba'ast reloaded her pistol, she couldn't help thinking what a pity it was the others weren't here. After all she'd gone through to bring them back, they only slipped through her fingertips once more.

"You don't really want to do that," she said sternly as a beast marched toward her, a bullet in her mouth. As she held her first pistol in her left hand, she raised another with her right and fired a straight shot into the center of its forehead. The frown on her face rose into a cocky grin and she resumed her previous task. "No common sense, honestly. I feel like I'm dealing with a bunch of pirates. Hey--" She motioned ahead of them, into the distance, where a large creature appeared to be making its way toward them with damn good speed.

"What the hell is that thing? It's moving fast--"

[gungoddess]

Every movement was planned, a reaction to any movement of her enemies, to avoid, deflect and attack. Both hands held onto one loaded pistol, shifting it's aim the second the previous target was taken down. There was a good load of these monsters about, but with the combined gunpower of both women? Please. They were no match and oh, look, already their numbers were beginning to decrease. Bit of a buzzkill, really.

"Eh?" The redhead asked, the little bells on her wings jiggling a little. Her eyes followed the direction in which Ba'ast was pointing.

It didn't take long for the thing to reach them. Apollo was quick enough to switch to the Blunderbuss, but not quite enough to get an accurate aim and shot in. And because of her attempt at attack, her time for withdrawing was hindered -- only a little, though. She managed to move quick and far enough that those razor sharp claws didn't fatally rip through her whole body, instead changing the damage only to some slashes across her right side, just above her thigh.

It was just a flesh wound, and the cuts weren't too deep, but Apollo still felt the need to curse. Loudly.

Her actual revenge didn't quite go as planned, however -- the bullets weren't doing much to slow this bitch down. "What -- ?!" The redhead had to leap out of the way of it's slightly bloodied claws, still shooting. "For fuck's sake, fucking die!"