( 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

[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

[piratebaast]

Ba'ast mumbled obscenities in Azizan as she fired at the monster, careful with her aim to keep Apollo out of the line of fire, but nothing seemed to slow the damned thing. Her ears flattened back against her head as she became frustrated.

She very barely managed to escape a nasty cut on her right side, but as it swung its arm back around, it delivered a hefty blow to Ba'ast's torso. She flew back and hit the ground hard, rolling to a stop on her stomach. She didn't feel anything crack, but she'd be damned if her wings didn't ache as she pushed herself up to her hands and knees.

"You cocky little--" The metallic taste in her mouth was unmistakable. She spit the blood to the ground as she pushed herself up and quickly unloaded another round into the bastard's face.

Damn it. Still nothing, and it was advancing again. She was going to need to take a different approach. "Why won't the damned thing die already?!"

[gungoddess]

With injuries inflicted on the both of them, Apollo's cheer had started to fade away. The situation had become more serious with this new opponent. It was a cause for concern; so the gunner was preparing accordingly.

As always, the redhead had her cutlass with her, but as always, she had no idea how to use it. Would it really be a better way to attack if she couldn't wield it properly? Think, think, think Apollo, what to do? Did it have a weak spot? Of course it had a weak spot, now where the fuck was it?

It was only a matter of seconds before she was at Ba'ast's side. "Are you seeing any weaknesses?" She asked in a rushed voice, gun never straying from the monster, though she was beginning to save her shots when she could.

[piratebaast]

"Nothing ... nothing." Ba'ast scowled, her back hunched slightly as she held her side with her free hand. The pistols, worthless pieces of junk metal, did absolutely nothing to help her. For the moment, she tossed them to the ground. With any luck, they'd be there when she needed them again.

Finally, she addressed Apollo: "Don't get too reckless. I'm going to get serious." She stepped away from her, and every inch of her was absolutely boiling over with rage. She rubbed her fingers together, and with a simple snap, flames erupted at their tips. Suddenly, her slow, calculated walk became a jolting, quick-paced run as she advanced on the creature.

Too quick for her. She wasn't thinking fast enough, and before she even had a chance to make an attack, it jumped to the left. Ba'ast slid to a halt and spun on her heels, raising her arms to combine the flames into a large ball above her head. "You coward! Fight like a man!"

But the blasted thing wouldn't stay still.

She'd have to wait for it.

Wait for it.The moment it made another move

[gungoddess]

Apollo generally wasn't very good at not being reckless, but she did know when to momentarily step down -- and since it was Ba'ast she was with, she was willing to actually do so. The redhead also forced herself to hold her fire for now, though her attention on the enemy did not waver. She watched with sharp, attentive eyes, observing and analyzing what she could.

Fire was working. Or was it just magic? She couldn't be sure, but there was still an option left in her arsenal.

From one of the many hidden spots under her blouse, the pirate pulled out what was, unmistakably, one of her own homemade hand grenades. Ahh, leave it to Apollo to pull random things that were easily classified as dangerous from her clothes. But, well, things that went bang were the woman's specialty

[piratebaast]

She leaned back and raised her arms against the billowing smoke from the grenade. She didn't hear much after the initial blast aside from a dull, flat ringing in her ears. Not the movement of her clothing in the wind, not the calling of the malicious beast as it shot through the brown, fire-laden smoke. Nothing but that annoying ring.

But she saw everything.

"Apollo!" ...And was too slow to catch the monster before it sunk its teeth into her sister's wing. Ba'ast screamed out again, clenching her fists at her sides, and before she knew it she began tossing fireball after fireball at the godforsaken thing until, finally, it dropped Apollo to the ground and turned to face Ba'ast.

She swallowed hard. Half of Apollo's wing was in it's mouth, oozing blood. here were pieces of bone dangling from bloodied feathers.

"Oh gods."

Her shock didn't last long. In fact, it very quickly progressed into absolute rage as the bastard chewed on the severed limb. Ba'ast's hands ignited once more, with an angrier, bluer flame. The monster appeared to

[gungoddess]

Pain tolerance, girl, where the fuck was her pain tolerance -- still there, sure, but not enough to keep her from descending into a blur of anger, confusion and maybe, fear. The only thing in her mind was the basics.

Survive.

Not once did she stop struggling, possibly making it worse, she didn't know, wanting only to make it stop. The pain, the blood, her feathers flying everywhere, the sickeningly disgusting sound and feeling of losing a very part of her body. "LET GO -- FUCKING -- STOP STOP stop... !" Her hands were shaking. She tried to drown out the noise of crunching bone and ripping flesh. She couldn't focus

BAWW MADE OF FAIL.

[piratebaast]

It was heartbreaking to see the mangled mess. She could hardly tell where to begin bandaging, but in the end decided that where she started was hardly the issue. It needed to be done.

She was so afraid to touch it.

"I know, I know," she whispered, and she could feel the tears well up in her eyes as she finally began to bandage the damaged wing. Carefully, she weaved her fingers and the fabric between and around the broken, bloody feathers and bones, a forced smile curving her lips. "We'll--"

No, they couldn't get it back. That was it.

She swallowed hard. "We'll get you ... somewhere, get you something to ease the pain, and we'll take care of the rest of the wounds. There's...." Blood, everywhere. She hadn't even noticed that half of it was her own. It didn't register. Apollo was her priority.

"I guess we overestimated ourselves," she continued, forcing a quiet laugh. "But we made it out. And," she paused to tie the finishing knot around the broken wing, "now it's all done. All done."

baww it's okay i was busy with grad anyhow XD

[gungoddess]

Eventually the shivers began to subside and her breathing started to return to normal; but that was hardly enough to say that the woman was alright now. The initial pain and screaming stage was passing, leaving the pirate more room to try controlling herself