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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[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.]

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[The punch connects squarely, sending the boy to the ground, rolling a few feet. He gets right back up again with a pause. This was getting nowhere. It was about time for a strategic retreat. Unfortunately, the open fields would not let him make a very concealed escape. He'd have to disable the death god somehow.]

[And so he dashes towards Grell, leaping over his head, aiming his dagger to slash at one of his wings.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[When Jay went sprawling, Grell used the free time to disengage the chainsaw from where it had struck the ground and embedded into the dirt. A few flicks and the engine kicks in again - just in time.

Grell looks up to see Jay running at her, jumping up and over and right where she wants him. The kid came to her, making it easy to turn and slash horizontally across his chest as he made an attempt at her wings. Nasty child was going to learn a hard and bloody lesson.]

[unseenspy.livejournal.com]

[Right when Jay's feet hit the ground, he attempted to leap backwards, but the chainsaw cut him across the chest, barely missing his bones and internal organs, but still drawing a decent amount of blood that sprayed on his face and clothes, and causing a great deal of pain.]

Aargh!

[The boy gave a sharp cry of pain as he tipped backwards, hitting the ground on his back with a thud.]

[erythrophilia.livejournal.com]

[The blood that spills onto the chainsaw starts to change as Jay hits the ground and Grell smirks, watching as it turns into film strips. Just a few because the wound needed to be deeper, so much deeper to kill, but enough to cause a reaction.]

Show me, Jayjay. What kind of secrets do you hide in that soul of yours?