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Who: All Draftees
What: Killing Third Party members and taking names
When: 7/26 - 7/31
Where: Sirry Crags
Summary: Mass-interaction for those out on the battlefield. Feel free to make team threads along with individual ones or however you wish. Action tags are fine here along with prose. For those plotting mischief, this is the place to do it.
Rating: R for the likely violence since killing will most definitely happen, but this is more for interactions during the battles.

[And early on the 26th everyone gets sent out. Thanks to Caesar's organization, most everyone has been placed in groups, even if some people plan on leaving their groups at some point. Check out this post for the details. If you haven't posted to this post and want your character on a team, please do so.]

Special note: Ignore the comments that said there would be 400, that has been retconned and we were told 1200 Third Party members from the start. Enjoy killing them off and taking names.

Special note 2: I asked Akai if any of the Third Party will be coming and dealing with their incapacitated allies, and they will. So assume that unless something is done to prevent this, those injured Third Party members may come back later healed and ready to attack again (though possibly not as effectively).

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[Frickin' magic, he thinks as the daggers turned to dust in the air. But that doesn't mean he isn't grateful. Now Raph can dive head first into the fray as the winged men swoop down toward the group like hawks hunting sparrows, swords glinting in the harsh light.

Steel grinds against steel as Raph catches a sword in the tines of his sai. He grins in the enemy's face.]

Time to clip birdy's wings.

[A flick of the wrist is all it take to wrench the sword out of his hands, clattering on the ground. Weaponless, the enemy takes to the sky again.]

[Not for long though, one of Sokka's extra boomerangs go flying through the air and embedding itself in the TP's back, before suddenly exploding. That one isn't likely to be getting up again, given all the bloody feathers that come floating down after the body drops to the ground.

That of course, leaves another one coming towards Sokka and Usopp. His sword is out in an instant, fending off the TP's attacks. They're tough fighters, Sokka will give them that. But it's nothing he can't handle, it's just a matter of finding an opening.]

[ Exploding boomerangs. That is so cool. Usopp mostly keeps his focus on the TPs still in the air, sending them to the ground with wings still burning, sometimes faces; he doesn't make a regular habit of checking them twice.

Sokka's fight takes a portion of his attention (as well as marking the official time to back up and give a guy some fighting space), but he seems to be handling himself well enough not to need interference just yet. If things take a turn for the worst, he'll be around. ]

[Need an opening, Sokka? Raph's got you six in the way of shuriken zipping through the air, embedding themselves in the TP's arm and torso. The enemy screams voicelessly in sudden pain, but stays airborn. The moment's distraction should allow Sokka the killing blow.

Then he turns his attention to finishing off the victims of Usopp's strikes.]

[That provides Sokka with the prime opportunity to his sword through the creature's chest, finishing him off with a kick that slides off the blade. With that one taken care of, Sokka pulls out Boomerang and sends it flying through the air, clipping the wings of on TP enough to make sure it won't be flying again. As it comes descending to the ground, Sokka catches his returning weapon, slides it into its holster, and replaces it with his sword as he goes to finish the foe off.]

Usopp, how you doing back there? [You're not behind him for the view, after all.]

I'm fine, no problem! [ Or at least he can save the majority of his freaking out for when they're off the battlefield. Definitely not in it for the view, but he will spare a moment to make a sweep of the area for the other team members. Brook and Chopper still haven't found the river and no one seems to be swarmed. Pleasant surprises abound. ]

No one's dead yet, either. [ Just thought you'd like to know. ]

[Right on cue, Raph wrenches his sai from the skull cavity of one of Usopp's felled filials with a sick squelching sound.]

Depends on who you're askin'.

[He happily surveys the area, the bone-white ground stained in crimson, bodies of the felled littered haplessly, some with wings still smoldering a putrid stench.

Job well done.

He takes the time to fish out a cloth from a pouch sewn into his belt, lovingly cleaning blood and brain matter from his sai.]

[It looks like with this last one that Sokka finishes off, they've finished off that group of attackers. Lacking anything to clean his own blade off on, he uses the fallen body of the now dead soldier to wipe the blood clean. He can't help but cringe at Raphael's glee at cleaning his own weapon off. Reliable ally, sure, but not his favorite person to fight alongside.]

That takes care of these, we should regroup.

Right. [ Allow him to edit that statement, creepy brain-matter-turtle-guy. ] No one on our team is dead yet. Aa, except for Brook, I guess.

[ Skull jokes. They catch like fever. He nods at Sokka's suggestion and gets ready to move again. ]

[Raph will follow them from behind for now, but with a silence that's haunting for someone who usually rolls through life like an avalanche. Even his footsteps don't make a sound. And at odd intervals, he'll disappear without warning in search of better vantage points to spot the others, then return again.]

[Of course, of course.] Skull joke, right. [Over his shoulder, he can see Raphael occasionally vanishing every now and then. Well, it makes him feel safer, at least. Not much chance of an ambush. As he matches pace beside Usopp, he does add quietly:]

Man. Ninjas. Good thing he's on our side.

Definitely. [ Usopp keeps his eyes on the skies anyway. Can't be too careful. ]

You guys ready for round two? [Inexplicably above them again, Raph's managed to perch himself on a rocky overhang. He gestures south.] We got three more incoming.

[Never can catch a break, can they? Sokka draws his sword.]

Ready as I'll ever be. I'll take the ugly one.

[ Raph speaking suddenly from above earns him a jump and a scowl- stupid ninjas, always sneaking up on people- but Usopp gets ready for the next fight anyway. ]

If you want to handle all of them, go ahead. [ Well, it's a nice dream to have. Maybe he has something with a little more color... ]

[Raph offers him a crooked smile, drawing his sai again.]

Whatever you say, flinchy. Just leaves more for us.

Hooray for us. [Oh well, nothing for it. Sokka sends his boomerang flying into one, getting a nice cut in the soldier's arm before it returns to his hand. By that time, he's close enough for close combat. Sokka stumbles back a few steps as his blade meets the weapon of the much larger foe. What is it with people and big swords?]