Being unconquerable lies with yourself; being conquerable lies with your enemy.

[analyzing]

Who: Draftees
What: Battlefield shenanigans + anything in between.
When: 12th -14th December.
Where: Underground Research Facility.
Summary: Violence! Fighting! ...and your temporary bouts of non-fighting too, if you like. You may want to label which day it is + the location in your thread title!
Rating: G to R?! Everything applies!

[For all your battle-and-in-between needs! Please refer to the modpost and the OOC plotting post for details and so forth! Don't forget to state the day (Day 1/2/3?) + location in your thread too! ♥]

Comments

Not searching for Frey |D Purely coincidental!

[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

[Would Frey be helped out by a sudden chunk of masonry falling from the sky and crushing two third party soldiers beneath it? Oops, sorry about the near miss. Also, don't mind the small girl apparently sitting on it.]

\o/ Still awesome.

[falenandawn]

[Frey's eyes widen at the very odd phenomenon. Did someone thr-

Is that a kid?!] Are you ok? [Smashing yet another solder as he lunges at him, trying to make his way over.]

|Db

[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

Oh, no. I've been stabbed, actually. I may die at any minute. [Alas for those direct questions. She doesn't appear to be bleeding, at least? And flicking her fingers at another soldier as she sits there.] Go away, I'm talking.

[Hopscotch. Not exactly the best way of dealing with him, but she is sending him towards the last place she saw Sigmund.]

:3

[falenandawn]

[Frey pauses briefly and stares at the little girl surprised at both her powers and her words. she looks fine-

But children. War. this should not be happening. And he whirls around to blast another soldier with a casting of First Ray, the beam of white hot energy blasting him away.] You look ok. But tell me if you get hurt, alright?

[Nevermind he's a wreck himself.]

[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

[Yes, never mind that. She hops down from her masonry.] I'll certainly let you know. Are you sure you're all right? [Not exactly paying attention to the soldiers, but she nevertheless ducks as one gets a little too close. She's eyeing off your injuries, Frey.]

[falenandawn]

I'm outnumbered. [But now he's more worried about you, even if you can seem to handle yourself. Bashing another soldier in the head as he tries to slash at him.] This is a really bad place to put yourself.

[flicker-flash.livejournal.com]

Oh yes. I thought I could catch a-- [Mind you, the Third Party don't seem willing to wait until she's done speaking, sword swinging down towards her. She parries it with her own sword-- just. The difference in strength between a soldier and a small girl is rather obvious.

Nevertheless, the sword goes flying out of his grip a moment later, the soldier staggering back a step as it rips out of his hands and happily goes sailing through an open window in a building nearby.]

--I'm not staying. Would you like a lift?