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
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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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Instead he yelled back. "What the fuck are you expecting me to do here? What is this about--"
He wasn't sure what happened next, one moment he was arguing with Date, the next he found he had no mouth to yell with. Dante felt the distinct impression of being a sword or more specifically his sword Rebellion. Where Dante once stood was now a claymore. He technically couldn't see since he had no eyes, but he somehow he knew where everything was as if was looking at them himself, no better than that since this view was now the full 360 degrees. He knew Date stood in front of him, Justin was grappling with a kishin off to the ( ... )
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Date broke into a small grin at Nataku's words and despite the situation, looking very much more fired up as he grabbed the Weapon without another wasted second. The resonation was nothing like what he had with Genesis - it was almost unbearable, but just tolerable enough for Date to keep his hold on and not drop the Weapon. Looks like Dante wasn't going to be that all agreeable just yet, but at least now things were getting somewhereBetween Nataku's deadpan commentary and Justin's barking orders, the Meister only kept grinning, feeling much more confident now that he had a ( ... )
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He noticed that his form wasn't that of what he remembered Rebellion to be like. In fact this was the form it had before Vergil saw fit to impale him with his own sword. It was right after it had changed form that he had been able to use his Devil Trigger. Considering that he couldn't use it in this form did this mean that someone else could? Dante could ponder this later, for now they had some asskicking to do.
Let's get this party started! Dante didn't know how well Date could wield a claymore, he had only seen him with those practice swords and they had none of the length or weight of Rebellion, he tried to send Date ( ... )
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Nonetheless, he held his left arm straight forward as if grasping something invisible in mid-air and supported it with his right, before enunciating the words of a prayer:
✝Dear God of Death City, watch over everyone's safety...✝The runaway had fumbled slightly in its difficulty with gaining traction for changing direction or otherwise launching an attack at the Death Scythe and noncombatant, but there were precious seconds left before it would be able to right itself and pounce. The enemy that was thrashing was ( ... )
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Breakdown! Dante echoed Date's words. He was especially pleased that Date had kept the line. That line made his move all the more cooler in his opinion.
He didn't realise it, but Dante was indiscriminately pouring all his energy into their resonation. So much that he was threatening to overwhelm Date unless he also increased his own output. This would put them in a risky position as they wouldn't be able to sustain it for very long. They needed to end this quickly. Unfortunately it didn't look like it would with the appearance of the large much larger Kishin.
Looks like they've finally decided to send their best.
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Nataku had been watching as much as he could from his vantage point and noticed that one of their enemies was missing. His head gave a slight tilt -- messing his hair and face up a little more in the mud. These Kishin eggs were not smart enough to know that it should run to save itself when meeting a stronger enemy. Too obsessed with their hunger for such logic. Where...?The praying of Justin had broken his own concentration just a bit. "Do you believe that we are going to die? Is that why you pray for us?" Nataku could see the shape that was slipping out from the darkness. Still lumbering toward them, still just a little too far off for a direct attack ( ... )
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✝Dear God of Death, I'm your missionary of peace......✝The phenomenon was invisible to all of those present given the lack of Soul Perception, but Justin's soul wavelength was growing larger with each word uttered. The air surrounding him began to thrum and distort tangibly, kicking up wet sand amidst the sound of a slowly rising shrilling. This did nothing to dissuade the approaching Kishin Eggs, though. The situation was long past the point of intimidation; one way or another, one side was not going to leave this place except as consumed souls ( ... )
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By now Dante's contribution to this whole thing (other than you know, his actual body as a Weapon and his soul energy) was reduced to little more than little interjections every time a combo ended. Hopefully Date didn't mind, unlike Dante who did mind that sort of thing as evidenced with Agni and Rudra.
Date was doing remarkably well in imitating the Weapon's moves. So it was unfortunate that remarkably well was not quite good enough in this battle. The attack was a beat too slow and the Kishin just managed to avoid getting skewered. With a scream of rage it lunged at the duo.
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