Mass-Interaction in Desset

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

Who: Draftees.
What: FIGHT FOR YOUR LIVES... or wander around. idfk.
When: Anytime this week.
Where: Desset City
Summary: Mass-interaction post in the city for the poor souls who've been drafted.
Rating: Anywhere from PG to R.

[With permission from the mods, I've gone ahead and put up this... post... for everyone who was interested in actually threading in the city. You can either prose or write in first-person; totally up to you. Actually threading a fight with the Third Party is also optional. Just keep in mind that if you do you'll have to be the one controlling the enemy's actions and whatnot. If you're not sure how to go about that, just remember the information they've provided us with. They're not very tough, but if you still need an idea with how they fight, just read up on this a bit. Please do remember that the enemies we're fighting are weaker compared to the ones previously fought, though. |D;

But yeah. Mass-interaction, guys. YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.]

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[She looks at her own wounds, realizing that she's bleeding a bit herself. Even though the pain is beginning to settle in, she tries to ignore it. Seeing this, and then the cut on Ted's face, answers her own question.]

... I'll be fine. What about you?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. [He says this as he digs into his pocket and pulls out a scroll. Unrolling it, he reads the chant out loud for a moment, triggering a bluish glow from it. Noel might notice that she will be enveloped by a blue water drop-like aura, which would heal those wounds in an instant.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[She stares at Ted curiously as he reads the chant before looking at the aura and wondering wtf's going on before noticing that her wounds had closed up.]

... Huh? [She makes sure she wasn't just imagining things before looking back at Ted.] What did you do?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[The scroll disappears afterward, making Ted smile. At least the wound is gone.]

Kindness Drop scroll. It only affects one person, but it does quite a bit of healing. Feeling better?

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

I... [She touches where the wound used to be; yep, it's really gone.

Scroll, huh?] Y-Yes. Thank you, Ted.

... But what about yourself? You're bleeding.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. [Though, huh. It might leave a scar if it doesn't get treated, won't it?]

I'm about to be recalled soon anyway. Those droids [A hint of distaste there. He still didn't trust them.] will try to patch me up, I'm sure.

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[8|]

No, it's not fine. Y-Your head--you're bleeding! [Quite a bit, too.]

... We should try hiding in one of the buildings for now before you're sent back. [Wait--] Do you have any extra scrolls for yourself?

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[... Somehow he feels his impending doom if he answers that question.]

... There should be somewhere to hide over at this direction! [Avoiding that now, Noel.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

... Okay. Let's go, then. [Taking a few steps forward, and looking back to make sure Ted will follow.]

What about the scrolls? [If not she could always try and fix Ted up in whatever way she can for now.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about it. [Doobedoo~ you can probably guess what that means by now, right? Right? And yes, he's following. The bleeding has stopped at least.]

1/2

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

... [Oh, Ted. The bleeding may have stopped, but there's always infections. And other bad things. Like getting a concussion. Or... something. But yes, walking is good, and it doesn't take long for Noel to get to one of the building entrances and peek inside.

... No one in here.] I think it's safe in here.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Well, he's probably safe from dying considering the Malnosso didn't consider him as one who is unable to fight nor instantly teleport him back to his quarters. You have nothing to worry about!]

Hopefully they don't try attacking us again.

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert keeps an eye on Ted, trying to judge what the boy was going to do in this situation. He carefully reaches into his satchel for a scroll, glancing out at the approaching lights warily.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[She holds the door open for Ted to let him in, all the while keeping a look out for any other enemies.]

Let's hope not.

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[Once inside, he looks around for furniture and, quickly spotting none, decides to sit on a nearby pile of rubble, obviously exhausted. It's been a while since he's used his rune, after all.]

Hey, Noel...

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[When the light turned to another direction for a brief moment, Ted took advantage of that to pull an arrow out, positioning himself a little better so that he can aim properly in the dark, though his weapon wasn't actually focused on them just yet. With the lights, at least, he can see a better outline of the enemy.

At least he is grateful for small wonders. His eyes were finally adjusting to the dark.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[She closes the door after him, turning and leaning against it for a few moments. She's in her own world for a bit before Ted calling her snaps her out of it.]

Yes?

[chikaidestroyer]

[The light definitely helps in that regard. Unfortunately, the light also catches the glint of a blade. The hiss of a blade leaving its sheath is definitely audible. Another blade leaves its sheath, even quicker than the first.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

[... Oh boy. Ted finally readies his weapon, aiming at the man who seemed more likely to spot them at the moment. He wonders if it's a good idea to shove Albert inside so they don't spot him. After all, he did plan on protecting Albert if they're together, and it's better they spot only Ted rather than both of them.

He doesn't even have time to ponder this as the light flashes upon them and stops, finally realizing where they were hiding.

His arrow flies without a second thought.]

[300yrswandering.livejournal.com]

... What was that a while ago?

[chikaidestroyer]

[Albert squints into the light as they are suddenly pinpointed by the two cultists. Temporarily unable to see, he misses Ted shooting his arrow--but the startled shout of pain was quite audible. The light on them falters, and Albert pulls open the scroll he had grabbed. A faint green light outlined the scroll before a formidable wave of bluish lightning shot across the ground.]

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

[Walking over now.]

What was... what?

[black-onslaught.livejournal.com]

[Ragna takes a step towards Noel, with his blood spilling out of his wounds a bit more. The adrenaline rush was certainly gone, because that one step nearly floored him. Yet, he manages to keep himself from falling down, or even to one knee. He's that damn stubborn.]

To kick his ass! What other reason is there?!

[bullet-dance.livejournal.com]

You could have died! Can't you see that!?

[She'd keep ranting and raving, but Noel quickly sees all of that--the bleeding and staggering. Ragna's looking pretty fucked up, and this worries Noel more than she realizes. She moves in after he takes that step forward to support him. No, Ragna, she's not going to let you fall flat on your face like this.] Be careful!