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!))

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Any Day - Anywhere

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Grell spends most of his time with the Main Offensive Group, wielding a red chainsaw and...hacking everything and anything apart with more joy than should be allowed to a person. But he can be found just about anywhere when there's a lull in the battle, especially since he's seeking out certain people for sport.]

Last Day, anywhere

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[Well, the fighting's just about done, and Jay is satisfied with the work he's done. Most (if not all) of the enemies have been eliminated, so all that's left is to wait to be shifted back to the dorms. For now, he's walking around the field to cool down.]

Re: Last Day, anywhere

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[After finishing off her area, Grell was just relaxing amid the bloodbath she'd created. Or she was until she felt that one little nuisance to her life going by.

Hello, Jay, time to be stalked from the shadows.

As Jay is walking around, Grell shifts out of human perception and follows. It's just so much fun to see him acting as if nothing were wrong. Jumping ahead though, Grell appears (seemingly out of thin air) with a bloody chainsaw resting against one shoulder.]

Hello, Jayjay.

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[So Grell turns out to be immune to Jay's ninja senses...something the boy isn't too pleased with when Grell suddenly appears in front of him. He stops in place, carefully eyeing the bloody chainsaw.]

And...what is it that you want?

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Grell sees Jay eying the weapon and brings it around, grinning.]

Beautiful, isn't she? I always wondered when the two of you would meet.

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

Very nice.

[Spoken very sarcastically, and one can almost hear the unspoken "Now get it out of here" retort.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

I don't think you quite understand me, Jayjay.

[With a pull of a cord, the engine and the blade jumps to life.]

She wants to say hello.

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[With the roar of the chainsaw, Jay slips his hands into his pockets, tapping his foot.]

I hear her quite clearly.

[He is clearly not liking what the death god is implying here...]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

But not clearly enough.

[With that, Grell attacks, swinging the chainsaw at Jay's head.]

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[He quickly ducks, moving behind him and facing him. He raises one dagger into the air, calling on his eres.]

Ghost Blade!!

[A glowing aura radiates from his body for a few brief seconds. He's prepared to fight back now, his speed boosted by his technique.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Fast little thing. When Jay moves behind, Grell switches to a one-handed hold on the chainsaw and swings it behind at the kid, pivoting on one foot at the same time to face him again.]

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[Jay moves again, increasing his distance from the other. He flings a small dagger at his opponent, which would explode if it connects.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Hnngh, little bugger. Fine.

Grell simply disappears from where she'd been a moment ago and appears again behind Jay, slashing down at his back.]

Stay still!

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[It was a common strategy; if the opponent disappears from view, move. Which is exactly what Jay does, as he dives aside, barely avoiding the teeth of the chainsaw. Not his wings!]

Why would I do something like that!?

[Like hell he'll stay still...]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

Because you've been a thorn in my side long enough! [And Grell is giving chase, swinging the chainsaw the entire time.]

This is the consequence of being rude to me, so take your punishment like a good little boy!

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[Again, like hell he will...]

Stay away!

[He'll leap backwards, flinging another dagger towards the death god, aiming for that pretty face.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Stepping to the side to avoid that, but the sound of it exploding behind her, causes a pause.]

YOU SO DID NOT JUST AIM AT MY FACE.

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[Oh, he sure did aim at your face. Jay pauses as well, making the mental note to himself. When the opponent gets angry, they get stupid, making it easier to counterattack.]

I'll do it again!

[He holds another dagger, waiting for Grell to move again.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

A lady's face is her life! How dare you!

[And now that she's angry, she's faster and is aiming for the vital areas of the head and body.]

I'm going to teach you a lesson you never forget.

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

The only thing you'll teach me is how insane you are!

[Making another hop backwards, Jay thrusts his dagger into the ground. He leaps over Grell's head, landing several feet away, concentrating his power on the dagger in the ground.]

Wraith Ice!!

[The dagger shoots out from the ground, a cluster of sharp boulders of ice jutting up in its place.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

I am not insane! [Grell jumps up along with the ice boulders, landing on the tip of one.]

I'm unique. There is a difference.

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[Seeing Grell land on the tip of the ice certainly startles the boy.]

You're "unique" and insane!

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Grell swings the chainsaw around again and smiles.]

Well, it's a step in the right direction.

[She jumps off, stabbing the chainsaw down at him.]

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[He hops back to avoid the chainsaw, but then moves forward, swinging his dagger at her. And yes, he's aiming for the face again.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[Grell bends back and the dagger passes right in front of her face, sparking another bout of rage. But rather than swing the chainsaw, Grell just up and aims a punch straight at Jay's face.]