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, generally anywhere ]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ Hughes will be all over the place, more or less, as he aims to make his way to any place that looks like it's in need of a helping hand. The flying and Shifting are very new aspects to it (be a great day to have some alchemists around, man), but this still isn't his first rodeo, and his general attitude will be a quiet, resigned one as he fights. He isn't cruel when it comes to killing any enemies (a few quick bullets or a well-aimed knife, something fast and hopefully not unbearably painful), but he isn't hesitant about doing it, either.

If you don't make sure they won't get back up, they're bound to do so. And there are too many people at stake for that kind of nonsense.

...of course, if you happen to catch him on Day One, he'll be doing so with a much less calm expression for some odd reason. Could have to do with the fact that he's turned a bright lime green and feels like crap, I don't know. ]

[day one]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

[Terra does a double take after finishing off a Soldier. Is he...yes, he is a bright green. The color concerns her less than the fact that he doesn't seem entirely well. Is he poisoned?]

d-don't mind the icon account

[papasgotagun.livejournal.com]

[ Poison is second on his list of suspicions, actually, but he has no way of confirming any of them at the moment. Hughes takes down another soldier of his own- push-knife to the head, very clean and the one of the most badass things he's capable of.

Which may or may not be undermined by the fact that he has to stop to get that coughing out of his system when the area's clear enough. >_> ]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

[Terra's forced to divert her attention for a moment, blasting another soldier back with the force of those Holy missiles of hers. The moment she's able to focus on him again, though, she casts Poisona on him. It ought to cure most poisons...at least normally. It's worth a shot, anyway?]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ Does not work. But the effort is very appreciated! He'll just straighten up, scratch at the back of his head and then notice that she's over there :|a Jogging to the scene. ]

Need any help over here? [ ...judging by those soldiers, though, probably not. ]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

[Well, so much for that idea. And she's not going to shirk help, though can't help but stare in concern.]

If you don't mind...though are you alright? You look ill.

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ He can totally manage a grin for this. ]

I'm feeling a little worse for wear, but nothing I haven't managed before. [ When you're annihilating a country, they tend to send out whoever can stay on their feet. ]

[heavenslament.livejournal.com]

Still, I hope it doesn't last. You shouldn't have to fight like that.

[And she's going to be keeping an eye on him as long as he's nearby, at least as much as she can spare.]

[ any day, generally anywhere ]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[A no-nonsense man after his own heart.

Sadly, he doesn't get to "see" you that first day, but a rather moody pirate is on the prowl day 2, and toting a legion of baddies behind him. And by legion I mean five.

Sanji feels insulted]

Tch. Is that it?

[ any day, generally anywhere ]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ Oh well, so much for taking a break. Allow him to whip out the knives and come to assist you.

...also no. No, Hughes feels insulted. CRAZY DAREDEVIL ATTITUDE, DID YOU FORGET THEY CAN FLY and such. :| ]

All that this merits is an "is that it?"

Really?

[ any day, generally anywhere ]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey Hughes! [Yes, that's all it merits. 8| Hughes is about to find out why when one of the fighters darts in for a blow to the stomach.

The sword doesn't even graze his suit. Sanji slams his leg down on the neck for a bloodless kill, then gets ready for the next dance.

... You're free to jump in, Hughes. Don't let Sanji steal all the fun]

1/2

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ Sigh.

Another Shonen.

He really should have expected this kind of thing out of you, upon looking back. ]

icon account, activate! ~slams rings together~

[papasgotagun.livejournal.com]

[ Jumping in is officially added onto the plan, then. And so he does. Hughes makes a target of the one nearest him- namely by running up and waiting for the enemy to come to him, because jumping six feet vertically doesn't work for average 30-year-olds, wouldn't you know.

A knife through that soldier's hand to get that sword out of the question, and aha, that's definitely distraction enough to get in closer and drive another through the temple.

He'll just grimace a little as that goes down. Bloodless kills are hard to get when you rely on blades and bullets. ]

/turns into a puddle :<

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Even if your methods are messier than Sanji's, awarding you points for sheer badass normal levels. It'll make this fight a lot simpler, if he doesn't have to worry about protecting the father of his little sister.]

Hughes. Duck. [It's the only warning the man gets, and Sanji's already flipped himself into a handstand, warming up until mimicking the force of a whirlwind. And when those kicks land on two of the three opponents still standing...]

... I'm sure we can use that somehow :|

[papasgotagun.livejournal.com]

[ Good thing he's used to the teamwork prospect or there would have been a completely different reason for not having to worry about your little sister's father.

As it is, he hits the ground like a BOSS and spends that attack's timespan wondering why the hell he can't befriend anybody average since he's gotten here. Hughes makes a note to check if they're still breathing in a minute, but for now it looks like the time to make a panicked strategic roll away from mister last-man-standing's attack (like it's easier to hit a man on the ground or something, what the hell, dude). He'll come out of it with a pistol cocked and ready to fire. ]

;A; Maybe to clean up the mess later

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[So you're still alive over there? Glad to know he didn't kick your noggin off.

Only one of the men Sanji physically compromised is able to move, and trying to use his sword as a cane in order to pull himself to his feet. It's with his face set in stone that Sanji finishes the job - leaving what looks like a crater-like bruise embedded in the chest.]

Totally necessary! >_>

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ It doesn't take more than one well-aimed bullet to handle the last one left standing. Hughes keeps a wary eye out as he holsters the pistol and makes his way back over. Plenty of time to spot that finishing blow, but he makes it a point not to flinch.

This is war, after all. It's not the first time he's seen something like it: it won't be the last. This isn't a time for saying he's sorry and there's no room for pitying the enemy. ]

... Five down, then. Take a breather while you have the chance.

[Day 4 or 5, whichever]

[simplestgift]

[One not-quite-dead soldier falls from the sky and lands with s "WHUMP!" only feet away from Hughes, a bullet hole through its chest. Archie is about five yards away, ducking under the awning of a shed and reloading his pistol. It only fires one shot at a time, but it's what he has, and he's recovering from a wound, so he's saving the sword as a last resort while he takes out any enemies in flight.]

[eenie meenie miney Day 4]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ Damn. That's the problem with airborne enemies, really; you never know when the next one is going to hit the ground. Hughes does the fallen soldier the courtesy of ending his suffering before it drags on too long and makes a run to help out his own fellow combatant.

He even comes with friendly advice between shots. ]

I highly recommend using a better gun in the future!

[simplestgift]

[Have a death glare. He recognizes that voice.]

Yes, thank you, Mr. Hughes! [He pours in the powder.] I'll be sure to make a quick hop back to Earth beforehand next time! [He jams the ball in along with with a scrap of fabric and sprinkles primer in the pan.] Two hundred years after my time! [He cocks the pistol, ducks out, and takes down another soldier, hitting it in the wing--not fatal, but painful beyond belief.]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

I certainly wouldn't object to helping you find a way to time travel for it! [ Or he's just freaking out because people keep turning up around him unexpectedly with groups of soldiers of their own. And Archie hasn't got any magical powers to go along with it. ]

A gun that only fires once is more dangerous to you than it is to them!

[simplestgift]

Usually the enemy is in the same position as I am! SIR!

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ ...well, at least he's got a bladed weapon for backup purposes. It's not even so much the ineffectiveness of one bullet, because one bullet can make all the difference (can start uprisings that lead to war).

It's the fact that he has a single-bullet gun, a bladed weapon to hold off an army of winged enemies and doesn't have any backup with him. This does not seem wise. ]

Tell you what, Archie- [ Ah, one moment, taking another Third Party member out. ] I'll watch your back for the rest of the day today, and when we get back to our barracks, I'll teach you a thing or two about guns that don't take so long to get reloaded!

[simplestgift]

[Archie knows how dangerous flintlocks can be, Hughes. One did an excellent job of killing him.]

I learned how to use a gun that didn't even fire bullets on my own, Mr. Hughes. The trouble isn't knowing how to use one, it's having one to use. [He pauses suddenly, touching his injured ribs with a very, very brief wince of pain. Then he glances at his hand as if to check for blood. Nothing's ripped open yet, yay.]

[idkmybffroy.livejournal.com]

[ ping. disagreement, what disagreement. ]

Just how badly are you injured?