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[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!))

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[Any day after the first]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[So it turns out being struck blind on day one is not a good way to start a draft. And it's set the stage for Sanji's mood, following whatever is to come.

First starting with the defense post, but gradually sneaking off to offensive as needed. He's not exceedingly cruel in his movements, but there's a lack of remorse in every hit that connects. Most don't get up when he strikes them down the first time, and for the ones that do?... Well, it's a toss up if they're alive after the second hit. Sanji doesn't check; just moves on.

Nothing personal, Third Party. Just business. And Sanji's got steam to blow off]

[risingspirit.livejournal.com]

[Maybe he just wasn't made for this.

So many voices everywhere, and so many of the unfamiliar ones going silent. It was disturbing, just as it had been at Marineford. And this time Helmeppo wasn't there to serve as someone to cling to when necessary.

But then there's a familiar presence, and Coby is immediately dashing through the crowd in its direction. How odd that they were fighting on the same side this time.]

S-Sanji-san!

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[It is pretty odd, both pirate and marine fighting for a cause they've been locked into; under any other circumstances, Sanji would find this an amusing development.

He turns to see a familiar enough face rushing at him - tch. he'd forgotten they'd dragged Coby on this damn draft, too - and while he nods in greeting, his eyes don't stay on the other long. He's checking their surroundings for the next attack]

How you faring, Coby? [Did you bring any shitheads following you?]

[risingspirit.livejournal.com]

Terrible!

[Coby looks, well, almost comically distressed.]

But better than a lot of people, I guess. I'm still in one piece. ...And so are you! That's good.

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Heh. You do not look like a seasoned fighter, Coby. It makes Sanji grin a tad]

Aa. You'll make it. [There's gotta be a reason Luffy holds so much trust in you] Just keep your eyes open.

[... Like right now. Because there are two winged bastards on their way, swords out and looking for human pin cushions to stick them in]

[risingspirit.livejournal.com]

[Coby senses them coming too. His face goes startled for a moment, then serious. Then, before even turning, he's disappeared and reappeared in the middle of bringing the heel of his boot down on one.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[So Sanji might have to take back that "unseasoned" comment, huh? That earns a grin.

No time to dwell on that, now. With Coby focused on the one, Sanji engages the other, and when the marine kicks down, the pirate kicks up, shattering the rib cage in one go]

Re: [Any day after the first] hey baby, nice eybrow

[pearheaded]

[S-scrambling out of nowhere with a winged dude on his tail, he just about slams right into Sanji; instead, he just faceplants at his feet for great justice, so he doesn't earn the chef's fury.]

1/2 [Any day after the first] Such a sweet talker, shithead. 8|

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[A smart move, tree-man. You usual antics aren't appreciated today. But look at that, you brought a friend.

Excuse Sanji - he'll get to you in a moment.

He doesn't bother calling out his attack this time. It's nothing more than a quick jump over him, a leg cracking against the left wing of Ian's pursuer, then down to the torso. Turns out angels can't fly very well without two, and the Third Party fighter goes down with a cry. And with the way the enemy lands his neck against the earth with a crack, it's doubtful he'll move anytime soon]

[Any day after the first]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[... 8| Dragging you to your feet, Ian, once Sanji's landed and marched back over]

1/2

[pearheaded]

[Staring at the crumpled corpse of the angel nervously, and then at Sanji, frown deepening. Did you have to... is he...?]

Re: [Any day after the first]

[pearheaded]

...

Uh.


Hey.

[Blood splotches here and there on his clothes--what's new?--but he seems okay, despite all his running and yelling.]

[Any day after the first]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[The angel? ... Probably. Sanji's not gonna bother to check beyond a quick glance that assures him the bastard isn't getting up.

He glares at the blood, even if it is a familiar sight, and releases Ian with a sigh]

Idiot. What are you doing out here? Get back to the defense post.

Re: [Any day after the first]

[pearheaded]

[He furrows his brow.]

Everyone seemed like they were handling things well, so... I just thought I'd come out here and see if anyone was seriously hurt or anything, y'know?

[Because obviously this is the best thing to do, running around getting chased by angel bros.]

[Any day after the first]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Searching the sky carefully, but he takes a moment to send an unimpressed glare]

I get you wanna help, but if you're not a fighter, you might slow people down.

[ledbythewind]

[Richard is... well. He hates the battlefield enough as it is, but if that weren't bad enough, he aches all over and is so tired he can barely stand, mind still swimming with fever. But he's making a valiant effort nevertheless, though his fighting is really more "toss a panicked Avenger Bite (the only spell he can concentrate enough to cast) at anything that gets too close" than actual coordinated attacks. And get too close many enemies do, yet oddly enough he doesn't seem that frightened by it...]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[By contrast, Sanji isn't appreciating the gang-up on Richard when he gets a look around. As nice as it is to see the man putting forth some effort, it's all too clear he shouldn't be out in battle. Damn Malnosso. He's gonna have words for the latter, fruitless as that might be.]

Oi. Need some help? [He'll get it either way, and quickly deals with two by kicking one into the other like a pinball. They go flying into the background]

[ledbythewind]

[It takes Richard's mind a moment to even process what's going on-- by the time it does, the two opponents have already been sent flying, making whether or not he wanted help a moot point. Which is probably a good thing considering that he looks torn as to whether he should even accept it, but he relents at last with a tired nod.]

Thank you.

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Shouldn't you be with the defense group? [Preferably resting near the area with all the doctors. And not fighting]

[ledbythewind]

...

[... just where is he right now, anyway? Everything is sort of one big blur in his mind; he's just been following Asbel around for the most part.]

/jumps in?

[winged_moon]

[So far Yue has managed to stay a good distance from the groups of enemy fighters, using his arrows at range to take down the Third Party without putting himself close enough to discover if any of them are Shifters. This group, however, is moving particularly fast and determined, and the guardian drops closer to the ground just in case, though he keeps firing one glowing blue arrow after another into the knot of winged fighters without pausing.

He knows there's someone else from his side below him, but hopefully they're observant enough not to assume he's the enemy. If not... he might have a problem soon.]

\o/

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Maybe if Yue hadn't been firing arrows at Sanji's targets, he would've kicked first and asked questions later. Seeing one winged-man stand out among the rest is certainly reason for pausing, though - and besides the wings, the outfits don't match.

Well, in that case...

One of the Third Party swoops down upon seeing Sanji, hoping for a quick kill. The blond just grins - look at that, they're helping him with his brilliant idea. The enemy doesn't realize his mistake until too late, either, when his nose is broken and Sanji's got him stuck under his shoe, and he can do nothing but struggle feebly as Sanji lines him up. Just a little closer.... and... there]

Heads up, up there! [Because there's a feathered cannon crashing into part of the Third Party group like a bowling ball]

[winged_moon]

[At the warning Yue automatically moves back with a swift beat of his wings, blinking in momentary surprise as the man turns one of the enemy soldiers into a projectile. Not something he would have considered doing, but... it seems effective?

The guardian is quick to recover, though, and draws back, summoning an orb of incandescently blue energy above one hand before launching a volley of ice crystals at the scattered fighters. He dislikes fighting like this, but has been given no choice; it only crystallizes the anger within him and gives even more force to the attack.

He has little warning when one of the fighters recovers and looks their way, just a brief instant of is there something strange about his eyes before his magic abruptly cuts off, his wings vanish, and he finds himself falling. It's only fortunate that he wasn't very high by then, but in that brief moment before he lands he's outlined in white light which quickly fades, leaving Yukito to collapse on the ground below.]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[That's... unexpected. And not reassuring. And once Sanji jogs near for a closer look at his fallen comrade -- Sanji's blood runs cold. What? Is that--]

Yukito! [Why the shitty hell is his worker here? He runs the rest of the way - so sluggish, all of the sudden, and that's another round of warning bells to add to his inner chorus of anxiety - and drops by the other's side, hoping viciously he didn't land on his head.

Not the smartest of moves on Sanji's part, turning his back. They took out the majority of the fighters, but three besides the main Shifter still live. And they aren't polite enough to wait, already heading closer for the final attack]

[winged_moon]

I'm all right...

[He's fairly certain. It's always jarring to wake up somewhere he hadn't been, but this time in particular it was even more so, and... well, a bit painful besides. But he's conscious, he can move, and he's aware of where he should be even if he hadn't expected to actually see it. As he cautiously pushes to his feet, taking stock of what hurts where and how much, his hands brush a bow and arrows that apparently fell with him (unharmed, thankfully) and he blinks -- was that what Yue had meant, when he'd said he'd "taken care" of things?

There isn't time to stop and think about it, though. He can see the strange winged fighters approaching, and they aren't going to leave him time to wonder if he can actually use the bow against anything other than a practice target.]

Sanji-san, they're coming.

[And with that urgent warning habit takes over: without conscious thought he strings the bow, draws out an arrow with quick, practiced movements, his attention fixed on those approaching. Questions can (and likely will) come later, once they're out of danger.]