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[ravelt]

Who: Haru Glory, and you!
What: A mallynap victim returns.
When: Afternoon of the 24th!
Where: Anywhere within the village.
Summary: Haru returns from his mallynap, and comes back not quite himself.
Rating: PG-13. Also possibly higher depending on the level of violence.
[The clouds seemed to gather together above the plaza, casting a large shadow over the village during what was previously a sunny day.

Emerging from the forest and heading into the village--well, more like staggering in, really--is a figure. Silver haired with a lean build, those that know him may recognize him as Haru Glory, but something seems different. Perhaps it's that strange, almost demonic-looking object wrapped around his arm, attached to a blood-red and black sword? Couldn't be...]

((ooc: There'll be a couple subthreads below, so if you volunteered for this, comment to the appropriate thread! The final battle will be between Haru and Ed Elric, who'll deliver the finishing blow. Comments will be coming from sacrifar))

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[sacrifar]

[This thread will be for encounters with everyone else.]

[aerialassault]

[Cliff dropped the sack he was carrying down by his side the moment he noticed the staggering figure in the periphery, and caught onto two things immediately: 1- it wasn't quite New Feather season yet, as far as he knew. 2- There was something wrong with the stranger, likely an injury of sorts. But that thing on his arm...

There were two options left: 1- bear attack. Bears were known to attack, right? 2- abduction, but wasn't it unwise to jump to such conclusions with a stranger?

Being on the very edge of the plaza himself, Cliff had no excuse to just ignore him when he hobbled by. He reached out a hand to grab his attention.]

Hey, kid. 'Sup?

['You doing alright?'

There were so many questions he could ask, but most would reveal his intent. This was neutral enough.

He had a hunch that this would be a problem.]

[sacrifar]

[There's no response from Haru. Not even an acknowledgement to Cliff's presence. His expression is blank and empty, his eyes hollow.

The only thing that comes is him suddenly lashing out, swinging his sword at the muscular man that dared to reach out at him.]

[aerialassault]

Whoa!

[Cliff flung the bag away and whirled around on a dime, dodging the sword with his beyond human speed and ease.

Klausians. Bullets. It's common knowledge throughout the galaxy that guns don't work on his people and, so long as he kept his focus on the target, swords didn't work either.

Normally he would have immediately retaliated with an attack of his own, but the situation was strange. The kid seemed....off. Somehow.]

--what the hell is going on here?

[It was asked simply because he needed to get the words into the air. He readied himself, gloved fists ready to strike when the time came. He only faultered because of the nature of the world they were in-- this stranger, no matter how volitile he seemed, might very well be another resident in town. He wasn't about to go a hundred percent on someone that didn't entirely deserve it.

...but, that depended on where the fight went.]

[sacrifar]

[Haru's movements were definitely strange, to say the least. Each swing carried the intent to wound and kill behind them, but he didn't pursue his opposition. He made no effort to chase after Cliff, instead just slowly walking towards him, almost as if something compels him to move forward.

Haru makes no movement to attack Cliff again yet, instead standing there, his blank eyes staring at him.]

[niceguypose]

[Rock Lee is doing some stretches in the middle of the plaza when he notices the boy's approach. He stops and peers. Something doesn't seem quite right.]

[sacrifar]

[Haru detects physical exertion from Lee, deeming him a potential threat. Once Lee's in range, Haru takes a swing at Lee without provocation.]

[niceguypose]

[He has his eye on you, weirdo. So when Haru makes his strike, Lee is able to act quickly in leaping back a few yards. And he lands in a defensive position. But he's confused. Why would this youth attack him for no reason?]

Excuse me! What is the meaning of this?

[sacrifar]

[Haru keeps moving towards Lee, taking another slash at him.]

Hnn...

[etherealblast]

[Fayt was just heading back from a practice session in the battledome when he spotted Haru. He nearly raises his hand to wave him down, surprised and pleased to see him in person again after their first meeting on TERRACE, but he pauses, his expression morphing to concern as he spots something odd.

His arm. Nothing about that strange, twisted mess looked good at all. He jogs over, deciding to see for himself if something had happened and if the guy needed help.] Hey, are you alright?

[sacrifar]

[Haru doesn't respond to Fayt's question, or even look at him, instead lashing out at him with a slash of that sword. Hopefully your reflexes are quick, Fayt.]

[etherealblast]

[Lucky for Fayt, they are quick. The quick backstep he takes when Haru lashes out with that sword isn't the most graceful, but it's successful enough and just in time to get him out of the way. His hand falls to the sword at his back as his eyes widen in surprise.] Whoa...!

What are you doing?!

[sacrifar]

[There's no response from Haru, as he charges towards Fayt again. If Fayt gets a look as his face he may notice Haru's eyes are empty and expressionless, devoid of life or emotion.]

Reserved for Elizabeth (Persona)

[sacrifar]

[This thread's reserved for Elizabeth's fight.]

So late, I'm so sorry.

[elevatoravatar]

A blood red sword and staggering, things that perked Elizabeth's curiosity as she peered at the figure walking into town. Ceasing her humming she stood up and walked towards the figure.

"Excuse me, but are you in need of help getting to the town?"

[sacrifar]

[There's no answer from him. Just silence, only permeated by the sword of his sword swinging through the air right towards Elizabeth.]

[elevatoravatar]

Thanatos emerges from Elizabeth and moves to parry with its own as she stands there tilting her head.

"Hrm, that was not the answer I expected. Perhaps if you are going to be like this it would not be wise to take you back to the village."

Reserved for Shuda

[sacrifar]

[This thread's reserved for the battle with Shuda.]

HEY YO IMMA LET YOU FINISH AND ALL--

[etherion]

[--but Elie's thread comes first before Shuda and she's the best of all time. OF ALL TIME.


During her walks out looking for Haru with Plue in tow (or even in her arms,) one thing catches her eye: someone fighting him? She couldn't be certain, but it drew her closer, eyes zeroing in on the sword on his arm.

It couldn't be, right? That couldn't be Sacrifar!]

Plue, is that... it can't be that, right? Why would Haru bring that out here? He knows what happens with it!

[And as Elie is wont to do, she sprints out to where Haru is, bug-dog-thing Plue held out in front of her. Not too good a test to see how far gone he was, but she couldn't let him do something he'd regret.]

Haru! Haru, you have to stop! You can't do this!

[sacrifar]

[Haru turns his attention to Elie, walking closer to her now, slowly but surely. By now, he's engaged several people (and even killed someone), so the sword's bloodlust is at a high now.]

...

[etherion]

[WOAH UH NOT COOL HARU]

H-Haru, come on, it's me! It's Elie!

[Futile, and she knows it. It didn't work the last time, it likely won't work now. Still, she can hope that this place might have dulled his powers a little bit, and maybe, just maybe? She can get through to him.]

Look, even Plue is with me! He was worried about you!

Reserved for Ed Elric

[sacrifar]

[This thread's reserved for the final battle, between Haru and Edward Elric.]

/ollies on back here kinda late SORRY AUGH

[automailed]

[There's a lot of chaos going on in the plaza today.

It's hard to miss, as he's heading up the street towards the library; whether it's the fog, or the kicked-up dust in the area, or the shouting, but Edward knows that something is up before he sees the full picture. Feeling on edge and cautious, he doesn't let it stop him from picking up the pace, hurrying to see what's going on. If there's trouble - if someone's in trouble - then like hell if he's going to just stand by and do nothing.]

[sacrifar]

[When Ed arrives, he'll see quite a sight. House 37's been completely demolished, destroyed in some attack. And not far off, stands its perpetrator, a silver-haired young man with a demonic-looking arm with a sword growing out of it, standing over an incapacitated body, with a severed and smashed metal arm, lying in a pool of his own blood.]

[automailed]

[Well, that... sure is something. Something that needs to be dealt with, and fast, from the look of things. It might not be immediately apparent who's the real offender in this fight - not without seeing who started it, even with the demon arm (not after the sort of stuff he's seen allies do here and back home) - but Ed isn't going to risk someone getting killed before he knows more about what's going on here.

Rushing forward, he claps his hands together and slams them against the ground, a rush of hardened stone tearing out of the dirt at an angle towards the demon-armed guy. He has no idea if it'll connect, but the goal is to get him away from the body for the moment.]