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We're more than carbon and chemicals

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!))

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[Noel could sense the warning come from Bolverk. It was as Sanji yelled for her that she stopped shooting at the azzodess and turned her head just in time to see Yuber about to swing down his swords. She immediately reacted to the threat by reflexively leaping into a forward roll. All of this only occurred in a matter of seconds--she quickly gets back on her feet to face the new threat on her hands, waiting on the defense to see what he does next. She still needs to deal with the azzodess in the sky. But it looks like Yuber isn't going to make the task as easy as it seemed.

She's quiet.]

[Here she is sitting on a battlefield, surrounded by corpses and covered in her own blood, and Alf still doesn't believe her to be a monster? It's enough to bring a smile to her face, really. A small one, but it's there nonetheless.]

[Despite all the blood she lost moments ago, she manages to stand upright without incident.] The one thing I must ask is that you take care not to look directly at me. Should you catch sight of my eyes while they are open, your soul would be in danger of being torn apart.

It is far unlike my usual methods of feeding and is not something I would want you to experience...

[Looking as if he's getting backed into a corner, actually. He throws a kunai with a wire tied to it's handle at one with an ax, but the Elite deflects it easily. The kunai hits the dirt harmlessly, a foot away from the pile of soldiers that crashed to the ground before.

With little space else to go, Shikamaru ends up tripping backwards over the mutilated remains of the Elite he'd originally puppeted with his jutsu earlier. But the two that are left aren't just focused on him anymore - they see you've finished, Wolfwood, and they aren't going to let you take them out because they're distracted.

...which is perfect. Because if they're watching him and you, they're not paying as close attention to the hair-thin shadow that's stretching away from him to one of the more intact corpses off to the right, along the course of the wire attached to the kunai he threw.

So far? Everything's going to plan. He's just sorry he didn't have time to tell you that. He's hoping the overacted motion of tripping was enough of a head's up.]

ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THOSE POINTS THEN?!

[YEAH THOSE SPEARS RAINING DOWN ON US]

[That was such a Vash act of clumsiness, he does consider that that's part of whatever you're planning. But he'll take no chances, aiming the Punisher in the Elites' directions as they turn to face him; it's about then that Wolfwood's sharp eye catches motion in the shadows from behind his glasses.]

You should probably just turn tail and run—

[—...if you know what's good for you.

...Siiiigh, they're rushing forward with their weapons raised.]

[He's suddenly looking alerted.]

You hear that?

[Thanks for that. Makes it much easier to attack from behind.

He's never used a dead body before, but a shadow is a shadow. This one just provides little resistance. Mimicking the moves he needs it to make, Shikamaru rolls it into a kneeling position. His hand reaches down for empty air, but the dead Elite's hand grasps a sword.

It only takes him about a second for him to figure out to aim from that angle, and then the sword is flying, piercing one of the soldiers through his right wing and his back.]

[The falling injured Elite's sword is close to Wolfwood, but it's easily averted by the priest holding his cross up casually against the blade; as it runs down the metal and sparks, the other Elite is still pretty determined to at least take someone with him. Between Shikamaru, his dead countryman, or Wolfwood, he might as well kill the guy he's still charging into, right?

Wolfwood aims his pistol through the trigger of the Punisher and fires two shots. They burrow deep into each of the winged man's arms.]

[With or without noodle arms, Ian's pretty useless. So he just sits and watches with a grimace; not a fan of watching death in action.]

How bad's your injury?

Edited 2011-03-14 06:29 (UTC)

[Shikamaru has since released his hold on the dead Elite, pulling himself to his feet and walking to join Wolfwood.]

Just a matter of finishing them off now, huh.

[A glance at Wolfwood. At that range he could've easily killed that soldier instead of incapacitating him.

But he won't question it, instead binding the two soldiers with his shadow, ensuring they don't try anything.]

I didn't say that! I may have loosely implied it, but that's only because I was being a sore loser. [ she flashes him a quick grin. ] No more bitching from the peanut gallery, honest.

[ dawn looks down, exaggeratedly serious as she inspects it. ] The only way it could be prettier is if you carried around bows and maybe some glitter.

[Huh, spears. Fancy that. Don't mind Vash as he yanks you left and right as he starts to dodge those silly spears.

And takes careful aim towards the sky.] Oh man, why won't they just give UP already!

[Wolfwood, if you're using this as a trick to sneak away he's going to be VERY angry with you! He'll... he'll... well, uh... he won't DO anything, BUT HE'LL BE VERY UPSET!

But for now, on a battlefield, there's no time for doubt. His gun is raised and ready!]

What is it?

[ she stands back up. ] Don't forget the sequins.

[Archie half-grins and half-grimaces and seizes an opening to run his enemy through. The soldier stumbles backwards, and Kennedy takes the opportunity to make a swing at his neck, slicing it open. It's bloody and gruesome, but it works.] Should I let you take care of yours on your own, Warrior Princess?

It's the sound of a pot

calling the kettle black.

Weeeelp, I'm off! See you later, needle noggin!

[Waving casually and walking off now! At least he's not sneaking off, right? |D]

Take care of yourself in the meanwhile, or I'll slap you upside the head.

WOLFWOOD! [You jerk! You got him going and worked up for nothing!]

[But then again. He's not about to drag you to the tent. He'll trust you to take care of it if it's going to slow you down when it comes to fighting.]

That goes double for you too, you know.

[The good news is that Vash ends up in the medical tent by the end of the day! The bad news is it wasn't for his leg. Something about getting caught by surprise and nearly losing a wing. Don't worry! He'll live! And this means you don't have to slap him!]

[Meanwhile, Yuan was still fighting his own Elite soldier. The enemy was fast- much faster than the average Third Party trooper. Yuan dodged his spear in continuous, fluid motions, but even after fifteen seconds he could find no openings. At this rate, it was only a matter of time until the Elite got lucky. Left, right, left, right...

Then, finally, he saw his chance. When the Elite tried to jab forward, Yuan stuck his saber firmly into the ground before him and jumped upward, flipping himself upside-down, with one hand still holding onto the upper handle. The enemy froze in his attack, apparently overcome with confusion, and Yuan took advantage of that to launch himself off the saber again, whirling in mid-air to land behind his opponent. These soldiers may wear light armor over their wings, but such defenses won't protect them from everything. Just as the Elite tried to turn and face him, he grabbed hold of both wings and sent a surge of lightning magic through them.

Metal conducts electricity. That's gotta hurt.]

[Meanwhile, Katara continues to cover them from above, using her octopus form to grab Third Party members out of the sky, block what they throw down at Sokka and Suki, and each time she lays hold of one of the Third Party members she constricts her grip, brutally crushing a leg, an arm, a wing before flinging them into a nearby building or hard on to the ground.]

It would be rude to turn down your offer.

[so that's a yes.]

Yes indeed. [He lifts his head to scout the skies.] We should head a bit to the left, I think.

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