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Round 1-4 ;; Battle Log

Jan 28, 2011 23:48

Who: Everyone!
When: Midnight, between Friday and Saturday. (The battle itself will last most of Saturday, in IC-time).
Where: A vast cave.
What: Once again, the forces of Cosmos and Chaos meet on the battlefield. Round 4
Type: Either log or action-tag.
Notes/Warnings: There will be fighting. And probably swearing, too. Who knows. Also, everything not ( Read more... )

kain highwind [final fantasy iv], firion [final fantasy ii], paine [final fantasy x-2], terra branford [final fantasy vi], cyborg 004 [cyborg 009], saleh [fire emblem], aerith gainsborough [final fantasy vii], rosa farrell [final fantasy iv], haseo [.hack], ! cosmos [dissidia], tifa lockhart [final fantasy vii], zack fair [final fantasy vii], gokudo yuccot kikansky [gokudo], cecil harvey [final fantasy iv], kairi [kingdom hearts], kurtis [disgaea], solidus snake [metal gear solid], ! chaos [dissidia], vanitas [kingdom hearts], count dooku [star wars], jack russell [radiata stories], aigis [persona 3]

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Chaos // Beginning // Open; separate or jumped threads for gathering peeps. Either's cool. zerosuitjill January 29 2011, 08:30:36 UTC

A cave.

This, Jill could handle. She'd crawled--figuratively and otherwise--through her share of dark and cramped spaces, so she could function well enough here if there weren't too many tricks. Quickly checking herself, she was relieved to find her gun and battle knife still on her. After checking and reloading the clip, she turned towards the familiar glow down the hall: Chaos' crystal, she already knew. She moved toward it.

Having recently paid a worthwhile visit to Chaos' shop, Jill was glad, ironically enough, to be sporting her battlesuit in its original condition: the cuts and tears and bloodstains were gone, even the zipper fixed to once again allow her to cover her chest up to the base of her throat. If it was all she had to wear, might as well make the best of it.

She'd wait around the backmost room as planned, gathering those she could and letting the others come to her. Any unaware of the plan would probably assume she was hanging back in defense.

And his asshole switch is stuck at on. :P greek_maverick February 1 2011, 14:46:01 UTC

Sigma didn't budge either. If anything he glared a bit more. A human? Talking back to him? She was asking for it at this rate.

"Can you recite Sun Tsu's The Art of War from beginning to end? Can you analyze the strategies of a million battles in a nanosecond? Can you say you have ever commanded an army in a time of war? Until you can, I am your superior, obvious differences regarding our races aside, I am the most qualified general here. I do not tolerate insubordination."

Obviously... zerosuitjill February 1 2011, 17:11:18 UTC

It honestly took a lot to impress Jill these days, and some arrogant bastard rattling off about how smart he was didn't even begin to qualify. One of her biggest peeves was disrespectful superiors, for obvious reasons--and while she'd never admit it out loud and only grudgingly acknowledged it to herself, even Wesker, back in the S.T.A.R.S. days, had made a better head officer than this idiot. Liar though Wesker had been, he'd at least had the brain to pretend he respected his subordinates.

"You'll tolerate me," she corrected. "That, or be disappointed when I don't listen to you. I don't particularly care which." Normally, she'd be confident enough to turn her back on him and retreat towards the crystal, but without a solid idea of what he was and what he could do, she wasn't about to chance it.

"If you want someone on the front line that badly, go," she ordered with a jerk of her head. Then, in a tone of being done with this argument, "I'm staying."

<333 greek_maverick February 2 2011, 05:07:48 UTC

Sigma didn't tolerate anything. Least of all upstarts like her. As such, he aimed a metal backhand at her face.

"Get to the front. NOW."

lol you DO know she's not backing down, rite... zerosuitjill February 2 2011, 05:57:36 UTC

Jill had been half-expecting a lash-out, so she was ready to move--but he was still fast for his size, and close, so even as she tried to snap herself out of reach, the hit clipped her chin hard enough to knock her head sideways. Regardless, she kept moving back despite her slight stumble, raising and steadying her gun to level it with his chest as she came to a poised stop.

"Go to hell," she said coolly, ignoring the metallic tang of blood on her tongue. She was tensed to fire or haul ass--whichever was needed, if not both.

Of course~! :3 greek_maverick February 2 2011, 06:33:52 UTC

Yet another reason why Reploids were superior humans. No Reploid would have disobeyed orders like that. During the time it was taking to get this grunt where she belonged, the battle could've been won.

He glared, his eyes glowing ominously in the dim light, accompanied by a high pitched whine. "You have two choices here. Die, or get to the front."

zerosuitjill February 2 2011, 08:43:43 UTC

...He really wasn't the tactical genius he was claiming to be, was he? Threatening to dispose of a resource--a valuable one, given the stakes and low numbers--over something this petty?

Jill didn't bother pointing out the contradiction. She doubted an ego that big would listen.

"Then for your sake, I'll tell you that I don't go down without a fight," she replied in the same steady calm, utterly unfazed by the threat. "Back. Off."

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