We're more than carbon and chemicals

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: Fighting Third Party
When: 26th, 27th, 28th, 1st, and 2nd
Where: The Southern Farmlands
Summary: See here for overall details.
Rating: Probably gonna be gorey in places :|a

DOESN'T NEED A CUT. People should know how this works, if not, just follow other people's lead. I'm gonna set up some strategist threads at the top, for the four strategists to use if they want to, otherwise people should start their own threads.

((Mod Note: Since this has been asked a few times, just fyi, the livestock do not talk. Happy hunting!))

Comments

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

I wish to know more about you, Angel. There must be something hidden beneath that frozen exterior.

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[So an orphan? Abandoned? Unwanted. Grell smirks and snaps the chainsaw back, throwing the last of the blood off the now silent blade. One final look and then she'll leave the boy to bleed out.

Or maybe she can finish him off here and see if what his memories say is true.]

[winged_moon]

Perhaps there isn't. Perhaps it is none of your affair.

1/2

[pearheaded]

[Aaand Ian rushes in just when the noise ceases, slamming his shoulder and skull right into the weakened wall with a whole lot of might; typically, pain and the fear of it would damper someone's capabilities, but he doesn't need to concern himself with that.

The wall splinters into tiny pieces and—]

[pearheaded]

[Ian's totally still running.]

I CAN'T STOOOOOOOOOOO—

[WOOSH, right into the corn field and hauling ass like his own little tree-man bullet.]

Re: [First Day] [Anywhere]

[pearheaded]

[Oooo, healing stuff. Luceti's so neato.

A pause. Wait for it. Wait for it.

He moves his shoulder, and his arms just jiggle and dangle to and fro.]

...








I appreciate the attempt, though.

[fortunefail]

Yes, well. We're supposed to protect these beasts, not cause them further harm.

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[Now it shows young Jay staggering down a road, severely injured, before he collapses completely. Three brown otter-like creatures quickly rush over to him. Then it cuts to shorter scenes of the boy living together with the otters, growing physically, and gradually growing more cheerful. Cut once again to the recent past, where the old man returns, and Jay is once again cringing on the ground in pain.]

"The Oresoren, was it? What a charming and friendly bunch. I wonder what color their blood is. I wonder what it sounds like when they cry out in pain."

"Stop! Leave the Oresoren alone!"

"I'm getting excited just thinking about it. Little otters running in panic, screaming and crying, begging for their lives as they die. I'm sure it'll be a marvelous sight! Ah hah hah hah hah hah!"

[On the ground, Jay's face flickers in agony, his fingers twitching. The discomfort of seeing those unpleasant memories flashing before him is quite clear.]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash is fine right now with the fact that you can't stop. He'll worry about stopping you later. For now he follows behind, providing cover as they run. Taking down any of the Third Party members who had rushed towards the noise.]

Re: [First Day] [Anywhere]

[coldsnaps]

...Why?!

[first flu-like symptoms, now this. freezing another soldier, out of frustration. hopefully, ian can dodge that one too. an irritated sigh.]

...I strongly suggest that you get somewhere safe.

[heroicarturia.livejournal.com]

Really.

[She notices the look in his eyes. It is not uncommon from the one she sees in the Heroic Spirits. But, he doesn't exactly seem to be one. Her eyes, on the other hand, hold that same deep wisdom that someone who looks no less than 18 shouldn't have.]

It's been a pleasure, but I must leave. I have to find and check on my [friends] close companions.

[kyoshi]

[Suki pays him little attention; as nice as it would be to watch her man at work, she's a little busy facing off her own enemies, and they're strong enough to be troublesome if she's not careful. Especially with her lack of experience with the sword. First course of action is to slash away at the defenses and weaponry of the approaching foes, allowing their own strength to knock themselves aside, using her agility to dart through the ranks and keep them guessing about her location as much as possible. In less than a minute, with her katana pinning a man to the ground, she's retrieved her fans and is back at the top of her game.]

[mydearapple.livejournal.com]

They really send us to some interesting environments when it comes to these drafts. Fighting in a place like this isn't new to me, though.

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

I prefer a difficult hunt, love. You just make yourself all the more appealing.

/pats

[eternallysinned.livejournal.com]

It seems that way. Do you think this is a side effect?

[winged_moon]

[It's the casual address as "love" that ruffles Yue's feathers -- literally, as both sets of wings twitch at once, feathers fluffing slightly.]

I've told you I'm not interested.

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[ohoho, that is such a cute habit.]

And I've told you, I am.

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[So that's it, is it? Raised by a man who didn't care for him, taken in by otters of all things, then becoming the reason why so many of them died? Grell is ever so tempted to plunge the deathscythe into Jay's chest and finish him off then and there, but the agony in the boy's face stays her hand.

It's worse to live with these memories fresh than to feel the sweet embrace of oblivion and death.

Instead, she leans down close to his ear and whispers:]

I have my eye on you, Jayjay.

[Then she stands, swings the chainsaw up onto one shoulder and walks away.]

[winged_moon]

[He is not cute. Ever.

Yue sighs and straightens, wings half-spreading as he looks up toward the sky.]

And how might I discourage you?

1/2

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Fine. Pretty. Is that better?]

Mm..............

[Thinking. Thinking.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

Now why would I tell you that? It goes against my game plan.

[originaljackass]

Right, I'll be seeing you around, "Saber".

[He suspects something, but there's no reason to say anything about it. He smirks and heads off in the direction he was already headed before their brief team up.]

[winged_moon]

[Pretty he might accept. From some people, at least.

And here he'll just be giving Grell a distinctly unamused and not terribly pleased look. He has not a word to say to that.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[This icon. Forever.]

[winged_moon]

[No. Just... no.

Yue quite deliberately turns his back on Grell, curving a wing forward to hide himself from view.]