Dark is the heart and black is the blood and deep is the river of the soul

Apr 24, 2008 23:42

no idea on the subject line. Have some Battle!Selphie. (gore ahead)

Title: none
Rating: not so much worksafe (violence)
Series: Final Fantasy VIII
Character: Selphie
Summary: Selphie battling monsters, and uses her limit break



She was dizzy, staggering on her feet like she was drunk, every heaving breath leaving the sick tang of copper in her mouth but she stumbled into a full out run, all the awkward movements bleeding away into quick reflexes and she ran, Strange Visions whistling through the air around her as she slung it forward. The blades howled through the air as the nunchaku spun out, snapping to the end of its chain with a quick flick of her wrist then she was ducking and spinning, her hands shifting effortlessly and the sound of Strange Visions striking home was a meaty sound, like a cleaver in a roast.

Yanking it free sprayed her with gore as the nunchaku swung, spinning on their chain and howling as the blades cut through the air. The snow lion bellowed, maw gaping open and spittle flying, its claws digging into the icy dirt as it threw its weight, its tail snapping out with lethal force. Selphie barely managed to spin out of the way, its tail spines tearing through her dress and raking across her ribs. Gritting her teeth she felt something break loose in her mind, spinning and spinning out of control. Muscles shuddered in recognition, the chain of Strange Vision snapping as she jerked it taut, heat flooding her limbs as she planted her feet, riding on the spin. Feeling it wind up all her muscles until her spine snapped back, back bowing as the metal links of Strange Vision whined high overhead, her breathing coming out in feverish gasps. Green eyes rolling up in her head as she felt all her magic spinning in the cycle, a sickening whirl of a sensory kaleidescope, spinning out of control until it jerked to a stop with a sickening jolt as the energy of it sparked across her skin and up her nunchaku like a human tesla coil and arced, peaking, and Selphie flushed the power up and out, riding it as she threw it forward with everything she had.

The air tasted of blood and o-zone as the magic lit the sky, hot and cold and nothing at all as it hit the snow lion like a runaway train. The animal howled as the energy arced, sparking, twisting into angelic wings that lifted it clear off the ground and into the sky before destroying it completely, the sheer force of the magic too much for the beast's body to contain as it exploded into a spray of fine, glittering dust. Selphie trembled where she stood, arms still locked above her head, her heart hammering in her chest for a full minute before her knees gave out and she collapsed to the ground in a boneless heap.

Nurrrrrr, I have no idea.

Eloquence, I have none, what?

ff8, selphie, drabbles, final fantasy

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