Washed Away [OPEN]
Characters: Anybody washed into the desert by the flood, a shitload of Kishin Eggs.
Location: The desert and ruins surrounding Death City.
Rating: R, in anticipation of swearing in terror.
Time: Sept 14 and onwards, for the duration of the monsoon.
Format: Action or Prose
Description: Whether by accident or in the interest of having fun, more than a few ( Read more... )
Location: The desert and ruins surrounding Death City.
Rating: R, in anticipation of swearing in terror.
Time: Sept 14 and onwards, for the duration of the monsoon.
Format: Action or Prose
Description: Whether by accident or in the interest of having fun, more than a few ( Read more... )
Off to his right, not far away, lay the limp body of a white-haired boy. He didn't seem to be moving. Beyond him was another one with white hair, though this one was older and wearing red. He didn't look particularly fazed by what had just occurred.
Once he took the time to better gauge his surroundings Justin was, however, far more concerned. They had been dumped in the middle of some ruins a fair distance from Death City's north gates, and the ruins were dangerous. Granted, here at least they weren't at risk of falling into the quicksand resulting from the flood, but the chances were alarmingly high of being attacked by resident Kishin Eggs ( ... )
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Groaning, Date attempted to straighten himself up from the aftermath of their collision and the subsequent washout - only to have his limbs fail on him in that moment as the samurai fell from the standing motorbike and collapsed onto the ground, his head hitting the earth first to a pained yelp from the Meister himself.
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His head gave a slight jerking motion when he heard the question on his status of living, but had yet to lift his head up. "I am still alive, but I require assistance as I lack the ability to get up on my own at the moment." Tired comment, but he did find the energy to turn so that he could see everyone with relative ease. "Date Masamune, head of Oshu, are you dead?"
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He was flopped out soaking wet on the ground and man, he didn't feel like getting up anytime soon. He still managed to call out though. "Alive. Round 2 can wait for a little bit." That had been one heck of a ride. "Damn, that was intense."
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"If you are able, could you please stand next to the white-haired boy on the ground and look as threatening as possible?" Though unexplained, the request was utterly serious. They had enemies extremely close that were likely alerted by their abrupt and blatantly obvious arrival, and more were moving in from further away as they were attracted by their peers. Given the poor visibility, they were in a rather inconvenient position.
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Shit, this isn't the time to start imagining things, the Meister went with a scowl as he shook off the last of the sand in his hair and finally managed to get up onto his feet and glanced around - there was Nataku at the side and Dante at the other, and then there was that strange person who was with them as well who was now looking at them and ( ... )
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Another slight movement of his head toward the comment from Date. I see. He is alive. He closed his eyes, before listening to the rather strange request. "Which one would you like us to stand by?" A beat. "However, I cannot complete the task that you ask." It seemed like he should made that relatively clear once more, if only because head injury or otherwise shock of what had happened might have made it less than apparent. Even though he did not respond to pain normally, he still recognized the ability to move.
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He scowled at them all, finally taking a better look at who was here. So there was the caveman, the idiot and this new guy. This was just great. If they hadn't gotten in his way, he wouldn't be here in the middle of the fucking desert with sand everywhere.
Dante turned to look at Nataku. "What do you mean you can't? It's not like you're crippled! And where the hell are we?"
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Kishin.
And without Genesis with him, this seriously bode bad news.
The Meister glanced back towards the now-introduced Death Scythe (what was it again?), blinking once before he frowned. "That's nice to know and all, but the Weapon I'm working with currently isn't here with me." And he knew Nataku had his own Meister which meant that working with him wasn't a good idea either, which just left with Dante, who he had been eyeing as his eventual Weapon anyway...
Date glanced towards him at that, voice pointed as he went quite bluntly. "Hey, red one. Turn into your Weapon form now, will
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Even with the potential threat to their lives, Dante still found the time to reply. "Weapon form? What are you on?" The knowledge that he was missing something very important didn't help his temper.
All they had to do was beat up some monsters and Date was blabbering about some other stuff. He could still do this without his weapons.
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Oh. Nataku did his best to lift his head up just a little so that he could see what was happening, before becoming tired and resting it once more in the mud. Turning his head on the side so that he would not suffocate, he did turn it in the direction of where the screams were coming from. That noise. The energy and strength to actually get up had still not returned to him, but at the very least he would at least know what was coming ( ... )
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"Red one, if you are a Weapon, I would suggest that you change shape for combat immediately," the Death Scythe called out hastily, all pretense of calm now dropped. He saw the two Kishin Eggs charging towards them; they weren't a problem, but the others that would soon follow would be. If they couldn't take control of the situation or at least buy some time, they'd be surrounded and he would not be able to protect everybody at once.
Stepping forward and taking a deep stance, Justin's arms briefly crossed until the blade on his right arm began to shine radiantly-
✟"Cruciform Sword-Hand!"✟The guillotine blade ( ... )
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Justin had some really cool moves. Dante watched with some appreciation of his fighting skills. That is before Date grabbed his wrist. Dante did not appreciate this manhandling. Not one bit. "I can't transform any more! Completely human now!" He didn't know how much Vergil had told Date, but he assumed it had something to do with their Devil Triggers. There wasn't anything else he could transform into, although calling it his Weapon form was rather strange.
And then the kishin attacked. Date was still holding his wrists so he couldn't jump out of the way, not to mention Nataku was lying behind them. They had to take it head on. Dante punched it with his free hand and managed to push it back a little. "Let go so we can get this started already!"
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He could at the very least crane his neck up to see what was going on which seemed to be a lot of yelling -- and sudden flashes of light. A brief moment of wondering how long it would be before he could do the same sort of attacks as Justin came and left. Something that would be filed away as it seemed like he should care just a little more about the Kishin egg that had gotten dangerously close to them.
While it was pushed back just a little from the punch received, it only seemed to make the creature that much angrier. Another scream either to further vocalize its rage or call even more Kishin eggs to the location -- like they were not already aware. Only a brief moment later before it rushed forward to try to tear into Dante with both fangs and claws.
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