RESCUE LOG NUMERO TRES [open!]

[tidesnpc]

Characters: Anyone from the Convoy
Content: Time to rescue the prisoner!
Setting: The eastern foothills of the Badlands mountains.
Time: after Bumblebee's post and Prime's post.
Notes: The first thread will be for the rescue of the prisoner. After that, feel free to start your own threads if you want to take on a satyr. There are seven total --

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Gaara and Lee can has satyr plz?

[hiccup_ninja]

Gaara, unlike Bee, did not feel particularly anxious at all. He was on favorable territory, surrounded by rock and sand on all sides, not to mention a couple new techniques he had finally gotten the hang of. The sand rattling around quite audibly its container; the stopper was creaking and twitching on occasion, in the same way the lid of a pot would when the water inside was at full boil.

This was going to be interesting.

At the sight of the plasma blast, the little powder monkey took half a second to hitch the gourd a little higher up on his back before stepping out from his hiding spot to confront these creatures.

[tidesnpc]

The satyrs on the ground had been scattered into disarray. Their magic circle was broken by the unexpected assault, so the dancers had turned on the attackers.

"Kill them quickly!" the tallest one rasped, gesturing with an oversized, clawed hand. "There's no time to lose, fools!"

His eyes fell upon the slight figure that carried the strange jug on his back, and immediately narrowed. "I'll begin with you." He towered over Gaara, half again the young man's height. Tendrils of darkness began to swirl around his hand, building up speed and size for a second or two before he cupped that hand and flung the ball of darkness at Gaara. It was a magical attack, and would drain away energy from whatever it touched.

[hiccup_ninja]

"...Very well, then." was all the redhead said in response. The gourd's stopper popped out automatically, with half the sand inside follwing suit. The grains shifted aggressively around Gaara, who was eyeing the dark orb of energy in the satyr's hand. It had been a while since he'd fought against another magic user.

The dark energy was thrown at him, and the sand shield reacted immediately, rearing up to catch the attack. The two forces fought a few moments, before the sand shield slowly slackened and crumbled with a dull hiss. Gaara watched the sand, looking slightly astonished, before glowering at the satyr. This fight may prove to be more difficult than anticipated.

[tidesnpc]

The satyr watched in irritation as the sand-shield absorbed his dark magic attack. The energy drain was only temporary; within a minute or so, the sand that came in contact with the ball of energy would return to normal. "Hn, you have tricks of your own," he remarked in a rough, deep voice. "But no matter -- 'tis useless to out-do a satyr in magic!" It made a lunge for Gaara, slashing out. As it did so, its sharp claws became encased in the same inky blackness that had made up the dark sphere.

[sorry for delayed repsonce; college application needed to be finished]

[the_blue_beast]

Lee was the sort of person who liked being in the thick of things. He didn't like to sit around and wait for the action, he liked to jump in right from the start. But, of course, he could be patient. Unless someone important to him was in trouble.

He spotted Gaara, perhaps twenty-feet from where Lee had hidden himself, and narrowed his eyes as the satyr attack. He did his best not to cheer when Gaara's sand blocked the first, but the second attack... Lee could not stay still another moment.

Lee was on his feet and darting forward, nearly invisible as he rushed forward, sliding to a halt that kicked up sand as he blocked the satyr's way, grabbing the creatures arm in a strong grip, eyes narrowed. "You shall not hurt him," he practically snarled, squeezing the arm in his hand.

Re: [sorry for delayed repsonce; college application needed to be finished]

[hiccup_ninja]

Gaara honestly hadn't expected the assistance. Though it didn't go unappreciated; the sand that had lost power had been given the time it needed to pull itself back together, slowly returning to shifting around the powder monkey.

"Lee," the redhead said, mostly out of pure surprise. Then, once he recomposed himself, added sternly, "That was reckless."

[tidesnpc]

The satyr turned its attention to the young man in green, snarling right back. "In that case, I shall hurt you!" It did not attempt to break its arm free from Lee's grip. Instead, it lashed out at Lee's face with its free hand.

The blackness that coated its claws was not poison, but it would drain energy if the claws broke skin, making its target tired.

[hiccup_ninja]

The sight of that creature attacking Lee made something heavy lurch inside Gaara. The sand instantly shot forward, wrapping itself around the satyr's wrist with a vicious force.

"You will not." The redhead seethed, his voice soft and dangerous. A tone he hadn't used since long before he joined the Convoy.

[the_blue_beast]

"Perhaps," Lee offered to Gaara, glaring at the satyr. "But you were in danger. It would be cowardly of me not to protect my precious perso--"

His eyes widened as the sand shot up to block the satyr's next move, his eyes narrowed quickly after. He tightened his grip on the arm he held, fingers curling as he crushed the satyr's arm slowly, the creaking of bone loud in his ear. Lee never reveled in pain, never liked bringing about death, but he was a fighter and this creature had already tried to hurt Gaara once. That alone took away all the guilt Lee might have had about harming the satyr.

[tidesnpc]

Both its arms were trapped. The satyr struggled mightily, trying to break free of the crushing sand on one hand and the crushing grip on another. It howled, swearing in a language neither Lee nor Gaara would be able to understand (and from the sounds of it, they wouldn't want to know what the satyr was saying anyway). Its efforts were to no avail; the arm Lee gripped was broken, and the one being held by the sand would be soon.

It needed its arms for its magic. Without them... "Curse you," it rasped, "curse you both!"

Lee was the only target within physical striking range. Quickly, trying to regain its focus through the agony in its arms, it kicked at Lee with a hoofed foot.

[the_blue_beast]

Lee was made of very sturdy stuff, which was lucky because otherwise he would not be quite the strong young man he was. If he hadn't spent so many years training, building up his speed and strength, he would not be fighting this battle right now.

But even as strong as he was, he was still vulnerable in the places that counted, and before he could stop it, the satyr had landed a solid kick to his groin, forcing Lee to double over and let go of the creatures now broken arm. He let out a grunt, squinting one eye up at the satyr, half glaring.

[hiccup_ninja]

The heaviness that had lurched inside the redhead at the sight of an attack being made on his friend lurched again, this time going on to squirm angrily when Lee doubled over.

Eyes narrowed into thin slits, the sand holding the satyr's wrist snapped through the bone on Gaara's command. Then, within a few seconds, more sand rushed forward and steadily worked on encasing as much of the beast as it could; starting with its legs and slithering upward. By the time the sand stopped the satyr was trapped up to its armpits in the shifting grains; which weren't squeezing or crushing (yet), but holding the satyr firmly in place while Gaara shot it a glare that could freeze blood and wither flora.

[tidesnpc]

The satyr was damaged and trapped. Both its arms were broken and without them, its magic was useless. It couldn't disrupt the sand now, and could only struggle helplessly as its rank, black blood mixed with the sand.

It met Gaara's glare. Though it was injured and knew that unless another satyr stepped in, it was doomed, it met Gaara's glare with a feral snarl. "You'll never defeat us all," it growled.

[the_blue_beast]

Lee coughed, rising to his hands and knees, glaring with one at the satyr. "We will defeat you," he said. "We are much stronger because our motives are pure! You cannot defeat that."

He glanced back at Gaara, getting carefully to his feet before falling into a fighting stance once more.