Zompania Draft - Draftees and Reinforcements, mid-day 4-early 7

[lucetimods]

Who: Draftees and Volunteers
What: The draftees and the reinforcements must hold against the Third Party army until rescue arrives
When: From May 23 through the wee hours of May 26 (days 4-7)
Where: Zompania
Summary: Draftee information and Volunteer information
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post is for the rest of the draft, beginning when the volunteer reinforcements arrive. Look up in the sky--your friends are parajumping in! Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

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Sailor Mars Day 4-6

[faithfulflame]

Day Four

[When she's dropped in, Mars hits the ground running, immediately making a break past enemy lines towards where she knew her friends were. The carnage around her, the slaughterhouse stench of death shoved to the back of her mind. That isn't important right now, she tells herself, The living are who I need to find. It takes every trick she knows to make it to her beleaguered friends, from stealth and Senshi agility to lightning quick strikes at weak positions to using some of the magic Helios had taught her for short range teleportation, but eventually she makes it into Zompania proper.

Once inside, she's quick to start looking for her allies, the reason she's here in the first place. Friends can expect a visit from the Sailor Senshi, or if the situation is right, from Rei herself. Before Rin burns up all the bodies, she doesn't go anywhere near street level, instead darting from rooftop to rooftop in her superheroine form but once that's done she'll start venturing down to the ground.]

Day Five

[With her friends accounted for, Lucetians who are in danger become a priority for the Soldier of War. Moving quickly with precise strikes from a bow or pinpoint bursts of magic, Mars does what she can to keep the streets clear and shore up the defenses the draftees have put into place. She deliberately strikes from the shadows as often as she can, using Twila's power to conceal her where the light isn't conducive to such things. Hit and run tactics are her go-to strategy unless she's able to find a more melee oriented partner to team up with, as her hand-to-hand skills are a bit more limited.

As day wears on though, even Mars isn't completely immune to fatigue and grows prone to making mistakes. She's cornered by a pair of Elites with nowhere to run, and though she's able to fell one with the Phoenix Ring Helios gave her for her birthday, her left leg is injured in the process. Unable to walk, let alone get away, she prepares for the worst...]

Remainder of the Draft

[After a timely rescue by a friend, Mars is taken to what passes for safety on the battlefield. Her leg is broken, and that's enough to really take her out of the fight for good. She'll be laid up for the remainder of the draft until it's time to get out, but if she's approached she's still conscious. While she's stuck there, she isn't completely idle, she knows she can't be. Using what enchanting magic she's learned, she'll make o-mamori with various added surprises to help her friends and pass them out to people who're coming and going from the shelter.

And when it's all over? She'll be darn glad to get to the clinic, and home.]

((OOC: Previous CR is welcome to request Rei over Mars, just let me know!))

[aerialassault]

[It was the brilliant red flitting around above the streets that caught notice before the walls of bodies that lined the streets burst forth in flames. After four, nearly five, harrowing days of almost non-stop fighting with little time to rest, Cliff thought for a second that he must have been dreaming. There was no way that she could be around-- her name wasn't on any of the lists...

Looking up against the sky only confirmed his hunch.]

Yo, Mars!

[He called out once he was sure that the coast was clear. Stepping away from the carnage, he lifted a muddy, bloodied hand and waved, grinning broadly.]

You're quite the sight for sore eyes. How did you get all the way out here?!

[faithfulflame]

[She skitters to a stop at the edge of a building when she hears her name, and then peers down at him curiously.

Her expression brightens immensely, a blossoming of relief.]

Cliff-san! It is you!

[She quirks her head thoughtfully at the question.]

The Commandant requested reinforcements. I couldn't very well leave you, Souji-san, and Helios here alone could I?

[aerialassault]

Nope. Never!

[Truly, he had expected nothing less of her if that was the situation. Cliff glanced around, checking for both enemies or a way to reach the rooftops to join Mars.]

I'm more surprised the Commandant did that-- guess they really do love us, huh?

[faithfulflame]

[There is a route, a bunch of crates stacked against an alley wall leading to a smaller building, and then a quick jump up to another smaller one, all the way up to her on the third story. And she's moving towards that. ]

The information we got was that you had done something suicidal and insane, trying to take the city.

Day 4!

[ahappylie]

[But by the gods is he tired. It's toward the evening, when the fighting tended to intensify as those with powers could use the light and those without used the growing dusk to mask their movements. He was one of the latter, but after 4, almost 5 days of constant battle, even he was wearing thin. He'd taken to staying on rooftops and dropping down to ambush prey moving in the narrow alleyways down below, but sometimes he couldn't get back to that safety and right now was one of those times.

Pinned down behind a row of bodies that cut into an alleyway to a deadend, Souji clutched his sword tight in one hand and waited for the inevitable deluge of cultists to come. They'd driven him to this junction and it was only a matter of time before they realized he'd taken the wrong turn and gotten himself trapped. If he couldn't figure a way out of here, he was going to join the bodies that lined the streets - if he was lucky.]

[faithfulflame]

[From a rooftop perch, hunched over like some sort of high-heeled gargoyle Mars watched the cultists start to boil towards the alleyway. Whoever was in there was going to need all the help she could conjure up, but she had to wait for the right moment. Attacking too early would let the trapped Lucetian escape, but draw the overwhelming swarm of enemies to her instead while too late and she'd risk sending a shockwave down the alley and killing whoever she was trying to help if she targeted the center of the enemy mob.

So...she waited until the majority of them reached the end of the alleyway, and with a silent prayer that the first wave wasn't too much for the trapped fighter, she unleashed a firestorm. The power of Mars, suffused with both Filial magic and the spellcraft Helios had been grilling into her for two years now exploded from her fingertips and streaked towards her target with a shriek.]

Fire Soul Bird!

[ahappylie]

[He heard them coming and grimaced as they drew too close for comfort. As the first of the cultists came around the roadblock, he swiped with his sword, taking out his knees and dropping him to the floor. That trick only worked once, however, and as the cultist fell screaming, he jumped out to put his back to the end of the alleyway. The others surged in like a wave after their fallen comrade and Souji parried blows as he felt himself--

People began screaming as fire began to rush down the alleyway, engulfing those unlucky enough not to have heard the attack coming. Souji slashed his sword across the first cultist's neck as he turned his head, then used his bleeding body as a shield as the flames ripped through the narrow alley.

He caught a glimpse of someone in a red skirt up above as he pulled the cultist's wings in around himself and smiled. It was amazing how quickly one's luck could change out here. Rei - no Mars - had come; maybe he would make it out of here after all.]

[faithfulflame]

[She couldn't see into the alleyway at all, but a part of her knew he was fine. After all, he was an incredibly experienced fighter. And her spells weren't quiet, either. So, plenty of warning.

While the dust begins to settle from her initial fireball, Mars is already preparing a second spell. This one is more controlled, aimed not at destruction but at corralling. A wall of fire springs up at the end of the alley, blocking any unlucky enough cultists inside with Souji, and keeping the survivors of the blast from getting in there to help.

With that done, she knows she needs to move before she's spotted, and in a bounding shojo leap she crosses the street to Souji's side, intending to loop around and give him support from above...and a hand out. Drawing on Twila's help, the shadows surround the young superheroine. It's a calculated gamble on her part, because it means that soon the shift hunters will be coming out to play...and she has no effective means of fighting them. She's completely banking in her friend being okay, or on managing a speedy rescue.]

Day 4!

[ofnobleheart]

[ Natalia was exhausted. After days of healing and trying to fend off the Cultists with little to no rest and she has only taken the time to heal herself if she really needed it. But she's managed to stand her ground.

Until now.

A few cultist surrounds her and her weapon wasn't a good one to use in this situation. The little training she has gotten from Lee helps a little, but not enough to actually take out anything. Gritting her teeth she pulls back and launches a few arrows, using one of her artes in the process.

It only hits a few of the cultists though and the others proceed to come toward her to take her out. ]

[faithfulflame]

[Lucky for Natalia, Sailor Mars happens to be nearby, drawn to the sound of fighting. With the aid of Twila, the filial spirit of darkness, the Senshi is able to get closer, appearing for a surprise attack from a dark alleyway.]

Fire Soul Bird!

[A fireball streaks down the street and incinerates a cultist that'd been preparing to stab Natalia in the back.

And the others naturally turn to see this new threat, attention diverted for a moment...]

[ofnobleheart]

[ She doesn't know who it is that helped her but she takes advantage of the distracted Cultists. ]

Gallant Barrage!

[ It doesn't completely wipe them all out but arrows in the back is a good way to stun them, at least. ]

[faithfulflame]

[Some fall, one or two drop dead with arrows in their wings, and others charge towards Mars. She hurls a ball of flame right back at them, catching one.

But unfortunately not all of them. A spearthrust gets in close and catches her in the side, and even the magical clothing she's wearing isn't enough to fully turn a blow like that. She grunts in pain and staggers a bit before she's able to get another spell off.]

Fuego!

[This one is a jet of flame, a spell named in honor of an old friend, and it consumes the aggressor. Just a few more left!]

[Day 5]

[etherealblast]

[Fayt had been out trying to prevent breaks in the defensive line they'd established, taking out any soldiers he comes across that manage to sneak across the boundaries they'd been trying to hold. Like Cliff the day before, it's the flash of red out of the corner of his eye, a red not quite the color of the blood painting so much of the city that catches his eyes.

When he sees someone cornered by an elite and very obviously injured, alarms go off in his head. Wasn't that....? Damn..!

He wasn't going to get their fast enough on his own, so he gathers energy at his feet for a moment, darkness swirling in a vortex below him before he simply vanishes.

It's only a moment later he's appearing behind the elite in a burst of some of that blackish energy, lashing out with a sword still trailing some remnants of it. He uses the added element of surprise to hack into a wing sharply, blade digging into feathers and bone. The Elite isn't down, but it's a good start.] Hey, you ok?!

[faithfulflame]

[She can barely even lift her head, for all the pain, but the sound of an elite's startled roar cuts through the hazy feeling and fills her with adrenaline.

Her eyes find Fayt and hope blooms in her, even as she's moving her gloved fingers to throw the last of her magical energy at the enraged elite.]

I can't walk. But...other than that? I'm alive...

[The elite turns away from the injured girl, intent on focusing on the swordfighter, giving Mars a momentary reprieve. Silently, she concentrates, muttering the words to the incantation under her breath. Hopefully Helios' training won't fail her now...]

[etherealblast]

Well that's something, right? [Fayt lands lightly on the ground, following up the wing strike to one to the torso. The elite blocks this one, but it's weakened now from the wing strike, and Fayt pushes it to the side a bit with the blow, following it up with a kick to give Rei some more distance from the soldier.]

[faithfulflame]

[She doesn't respond, already lost in the throws of spellcasting. Giving her some distance helps, as she's less concerned with stray hits finishing her off. Fire begins to form between her hands, the last of her magical reserves building into a single strike. It isn't quite finished, growing and growing, but the elite finally does notice it and starts trying to get around him and at the prone girl...]

day 6!

[wise_maiden]

[ When Mars is brought into the safe zone to recover, Raine in all her running around finally hurries over to check up on her. ]

-- It's your turn, now. I hope you haven't been waiting long.

[faithfulflame]

[Mars leans back to look up at Raine with a sardonic smile. Her right leg is a mess, bruised, with a break in it clearly visible.]

Oh, no, not really. It's not like I'm going anywhere anytime soon.

[wise_maiden]

That's not the point.

[ But she stops with the small talk, getting a good look at that leg. ] Hm... I should be able to mend this, but you're going to have to stay off of it for a while. Even if the body's natural healing process is sped up, you still need to recover from that.

[faithfulflame]

[The teenager let out a hoarse chuckle.]

I know I'm out of this fight. I thought as much. But I'd appreciate anything you can do.

[generalflirt]

[ Oh, is she in the shadows? He's in the shadows! He's actually been pursuing that group over there which made it in, trying to get a vantage on how to ambush them. Normal problems that he can't actually handle four cultists by himself safely. But when she comes to the shadows there, it's near enough to him that Masaomi takes a second look and- ]

Ah-! Miniskirt-chan! I haven't see you in a while!

[ He comments in a loud whisper ]

[faithfulflame]

[She is, and she's taking care not to be seen by anyone with larger than average wings. Of course...Masaomi isn't with the cultists, and she does remember him. Which is why she'd ignored him until he spoke up.

But...since he's talking, she sighs and looks over at him.]

Yes, I suppose so, Masaomi-kun. How have you been doing in all this? Well, I hope?

[generalflirt]

I don't think you can fairly say anyone has done "well" here.

[ Even if someone mercifully got rid of all the bodies by the time he made it to the city. So he didn't even really see more than some people moving the last skeletons and it from a distance in the air ]

[faithfulflame]

You're alive. That's well enough for a place like this.

[She can agree with that statement there.]