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[There's a small pause as she registers that forgetting. A whole day...? And it occurs to her to wonder, for the first time, if the mushi in her head has free rein here. No power cap...]

...Everyone's doing fine. We've only had a few light injuries so far. [No use saying these things stack up and get worse as time goes on.]

Ah... That's good. I was worried, with all this fighting going on. I'll have to make up for being missing by making everyone something to eat when we return home...

[Hey. Hey. Small talk in a warzone really isn't a good idea, you two. Especially not during one of the few times when a certain silver-haired Murakumo unit is not up in the skies assisting Yellow 13 with aerial support, but down on the ground, dealing with any Third Party members who happen to be unfortunate enough to cross her path in mere moments.

...Or at least, that's what she was doing until she noticed a certain navigator zooming by. Well well... isn't that fortunate. Even if she's in the company of someone else, it seems to be a non-combatant, judging from the lack of a weapon and the fact she's clinging to Nami, so Sayo hardly registers as a threat.

Which, unfortunately, means that the two of them will find themselves greeted by a pair of swords flying at them, followed by another pair from a different angle, and finally a sickle-like blade passing by in front of them to cut off their path. (Or, if that didn't make any sense, just look at the first nine hits of this.) Do try not to get hit! That... probably wouldn't be very pleasant, to say the least.]

[Hey. Hey. Small talk is just fine when you're trying to keep someone calm and if you've still got your eyes on the path. Nami was tryign to keep well out of the firing line-- kind of to her detriment now, really.

But that's excuses. Really, she doesn't have much time other than to blink as light hits those first two blades, realise what she's seeing--]

Sayo, hang on!

[Please hang on, because Nami can't give you any more warning than that before throwing her weight heavily to the left and hauling back on the bars. The waver fishtails across the ground before canting heavily onto its side, sliding straight forward at a right angle and underneath the first two blades. The second pair just barely miss-- where the hell did those come from--

She can't avoid the last blade. But the waver's at a sharp enough angle that the sickle smashes into it hull first, splintering wood and tearing up through the bottom. She's already letting go of the bars, twisting to at least try and give her passenger some cushioning as they're both thrown free of the waver, which...is just as well considering it doesn't take kindly to being treated like that. Really, she should just stop asking the Malnosso for them.

...this is assuming Sayo managed to hold onto her through all that. Right, Sayo?]

[Right.

Sayo's not sure what just happened, but she does realize that danger is so close by, she's just not sure where, who—

Sitting up front the ground (and partially leaning on Nami's shoulder for support), she looks up shakily toward the figure that attacked.]

[She feels something ache in her arm, but it's unimportant compared to what's happening right now. Scrapes and bruises are nothing when considering they may be getting violently murdered by a bunch of blades, right?]

N-nami—

[We need to move, or we'll...!]

Edited 2011-02-27 22:33 (UTC)

[Moving might be a good idea, yes. That onslaught of blades isn't about to stop just yet, after all: just a few moments after the sickle collides with the weaver, another set of blades will be flying toward the two - specifically, toward Nami - and, just like before, it's followed by yet another pair...

...and then, after the pair of blades either hits their mark or disappears, a row of spikes shooting out of the ground toward them. Of course, using Spike Chaser means ν-13 has to be a little closer than before, and the actual attack is a little delayed, so they should both have enough time to get out of the way if they're paying attention... as well as spot the culprit in question, as this leaves her in plain sight.]

[Ohhh yes, she's not stopping. She felt that crash in her teeth, and she'll ache like mad tomorrow. Assuming they survive. (Psh, of course they will.) Her avoiding the next lot of blades is more a flailing, uneven stagger back as she tries to find her balance, practically ramming into Sayo to make her tumble as well. Out of the blade range-- or mostly, one coming down close enough to slice through her jeans and open a gash.

That row of spikes is seriously fucking intimidating, but at least they're back far enough. She's still getting to her feet-- or trying, muttering a stay close to Sayo-- but when she does address Nu, it's almost bewildered fury, sliding one piece of her Climatact out from a sleeve, gesturing with it angrily.] What the hell do you think you're doing!?

[She has the air knocked out of her for a moment, but she quickly bites a new one back at the frantic motions—before she can tell the sky from the ground, she's back on her feet, standing horror-struck behind Nami, listening intently, waiting to move again.

What is this person doing? Why? She wasn't a third party member...]

No counterattack detected... Continuing attack.

[Why, yes, she's ignoring you, Nami. It shouldn't be hard to figure out why she's going after her, though - does lightning ring any bells? She didn't have the opportunity to pay back that favor during the last draft, when she found out who had that ability, but this time... Like hell she's going to pass on the chance to eliminate a threat, even if they are technically on the same side at the moment.

This time, all she's doing is launch two more pairs of swords at Nami. No sickles or rows of spikes for now - or anything else, for that matter.]

[One day Nami's going to find a way of politely sitting down her enemies and trying Vash's trick and saying killing doesn't solve your problem. No, really. She'll be back in a week. For now, she stares back at Nu in disbelief]

In case you haven't noticed, we're--

[Not dodging those swords. They hit. And go right through the both of them, the edges of Nami and Sayo rippling slightly as Nami goes right on talking.]

--in the middle of a war zone. You've got nothing better to do than attack civilians?

[Yup, that'd be a mirage. Not sure if Nu is familiar with those-- maybe it'll stall her for a few seconds.

For Sayo's benefit, Nu appears to be attacking where they were just standing a few moments ago. Hiding two people is hard, but as long as she can buy a few seconds...

Tugging you this way, Sayo. Maybe she at least has time to stash you somewhere safe. ;;]

[Don't expect a peep out of her, for fear that she'll give away something and ruin their chances of getting out of this. She can only hope Nami was strong and knew what to do against this new threat—Sayo sure as hell wasn't ready to face it.

Her hand is clinging to Nami's with a strong grip, shuffling quickly along with her and keeping to the same thought process as Nami. Where could they go? Where's a good place to hide?]

[That rippling is... rather difficult to miss. Hiding from sight, huh? Admittedly, she's not unfamiliar with that kind trick at this point, thanks to having a little bit of practice with Hyt's magic, but this is... definitely a different method.]

Irregularity detected... Target's location has changed. [Despite what she's seeing. Stupid mirage.] Searching for new location of the target...

[She should be able to detect the two sooner or later, but for now, she's not launching another assault. Enjoy the short breather, you two - it probably won't last long.]

[Nami turns her hand to grip Sayo's right back, giving her what is probably meant to be a reassuring smile, but it's a little strained.

There's fields all around-- nothing huge. A corn field across the way-- maybe. Then her eyes catch sight of the long, shallow ditch partly concealed by the ruined waver, a few low-lying bushes dotting the side.

...it'll do for now. Voice so quiet.] Sayo. [We are heading that way, okay?] Think you can wriggle your way in under those?

I—yes. [She nods, already doing precisely what she knew Nami wanted her to do; where was the strange enemy, though? She scuffles mostly out of sight, and then looks up at Nami, wondering what she's planning to do.]

[The strange enemy is hovering in the middle of the road all terminator-style, methinks. Not that Nami and Sayo have any idea who that is >.> But in light of Nu continuing to search, Nami just crouches down briefly and gives Sayo a smile.] I'm sorry. Stay down and don't look-- don't come out until at least five minutes after it goes quiet, okay? Just-- it'll be okay.

[She nods,squeezing her eyes shut. Was she going to leave? She was going to fight off... No, that's not right—after helping her like this, it's all her fault Nami has to face someone. She wants to sit up in disbelief and try to talk her into maybe just hiding away, too, with her, but she can't bring herself to budge toward that plan of action.]

... Okay...!

[...bye, Sayo.

Nu isn't stupid. She'll find this place for long. Why she's still standing in the road, Nami's not sure. Scanning...? She compared Nu and Noel to pacifista, years ago.

She'll take the time to snap the climatact together properly first. It makes for good defence. Today she has a better offence.

The mirage in the middle of the road has long since faded. Nami paces a good distance away from Sayo's hiding place... before she lets her own mirage drop, making a mad sprint for the corn field.]

[And as soon as Nami drops the mirage, the Murakumo speaks up again.]

...Confirmed location of the target. Resuming assault.

[Just like before, Nami will find a pair of swords flying her way, followed by another pair from a different angle... and a Sickle Storm intended to cut off her path before she reaches the corn field. She's not about to let her hide again.]

[Kind of expecting that, she was. Nami's already leaping as Nu rounds on her, so close to the edge, practically diving into the field. The blades whip past her, thudding into the ground and shearing into the corn, leaving a row of stubbed cornstalks behind, lightly spattered with blood. Either Nu caught her with one of those or it's her already bleeding calf; either way, Nami doesn't make a sound apart from the shuff of vanishing into the field, corn closing over her head and hiding her passage

Bye, Nu.]

[So she managed to reach the field anyway. Damn it. That's exactly what she wanted to avoid. It's difficult to see her while she's hiding in that field, after all.

But that? That can be dealt with using the right method. Said method may or may not have something to do with the fact that the Murakumo is currently raising her hands above her head, seemingly focusing on something...]

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