lucetilogs | Draft Log #3: During v. 2.0

Day 3, Cargo Ship

[Nami will give plenty of advance warning to all hands for the oncoming storm and lend a hand shortening sail, and can be found on deck during the whole of it, keeping an eye on the ship and their course and taking reports from the other two ships, and doing her damndest to make sure nothing goes wrong. Her raincoat is on with the hood up, red hair escaping from it in flyaway tangles. If you are not part of vital crew or one of the combatants currently defending the ships from attack, you can expect to be bellowed at until you get the hell below decks where you belong. Or Nami's voice gives. One or the other. My, this is excellent weather for the cold-inflicted. B|]

Day 4, Beach

[The ships are at anchor and there is fighting on the beaches! \o/ In which Nami can be found finally joining the fighting in defence of the cargo, though she sticks to smaller and easier targets where she can. Her temperature's up this morning, so she's downed a whole bunch of medicine and is sticking to what she can handle, because she's always been an intelligent soul. When there isn't fighting she'll be helping out with the medics, using a combination of field first aid and filial magic.]

Edited 2011-08-27 18:29 (UTC)

[Miya's got your back, sis. The beach battle almost seems easier and harder than the one on the ocean. Though the girl doesn't have to worry about being swallowed whole by sea monsters, the Third party seem to be absolutely swarming. They all remind Miyabi of a nest of angry bees...zipping this and that way. Regardless, she'll be keeping close to Nami while on the battlefield, taking out as many third party soldiers as she can.

Of course, when the going gets tough, the tough either blow shit up or get going. Thankfully, Miyabi can do both, and will be employing Cherry Bomb to, uh...clear the area, somewhat. Powerslash just can't cut it. ~~Dohoho.~~]

[Company is good. Company she trusts is even better. Nami doesn't have time to talk, but you bet the second she catches Miya's gaze she throws a hard, fast grin her way.

The presence of others fighting down here does stop her from using some more powerful attacks, but they're not needed. All she needs to do is buy some distance, which she'll create for herself-- all with the help of a small length of knotted rope.

She holds it up with her back to Miyabi, and snaps the knots free onetwothree-- and suddenly there's a gale on the beach, starting from the circle of her arms and slamming into everything in front of her, sending Third Party soldiers snapping and flailing away into the trees.

Be over there, guys. She can pick you off at her leisure this way.]

[H-Holy... That was almost exactly like galestorm, or cyclone. The similarities in the skill is enough to make Miyabi stare in awe at her friend, but only for a few seconds before instinct tells her to keep moving. She already got hurt once just staring in awe and the talents of people around her. All the Third part need is a second to strike, and she won't give them that.

Miyabi enjoys the new space provided, and weaves nimbly through the scattered soldiers, picking off the ones that are already down. Miyabi may be small even when the size of a human, but she's pretty darn fast and good on her feet. A few slashes with her blade to some feathery appendages should do wonders, and once she feels safe enough, she'll turn to grin at Nami.]

Eh, I didn't know you could do something like that, onee-chan.

You'd be amazed what you can pick up studying.

[It's a saucy grin despite the conditions, because Nami's in her element here. Pun intended, even. She follows her attack by sending a swathe of thunder balls (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IvAckdE7reg&feature=player_detailpage#t=118s) in their direction, downing more than a few, though they'll probably recover in another minute. Until then, they're down and vulnerable to other attack.

Her grin wavers for a moment when she coughs, but she recovers in time to turn and swing the staff up and into the gut of another soldier who tries to take advantage. No. Confidence or no, Nami knows damn well this is a battlefield. She'll be watching herself.]

I think I can guess.

[And Miyabi zips off once the soldiers are down, literally clipping their wings with her sword. It's not the prettiest thing she'd done, but her sword is intended as a weapon, of course. The blood won't be fun to clean off, though... It never is.

Miyabi's pretty far out from Nami now, and she takes down the remainder of the the stray soldiers, though a few try to gang up on her, the cowards. She huffs, leaps away from their blades, and...will be using one of those stray thunderballs as a catalyst to attempt Thunderstorm. And though she was expecting it not to work, Miyabi knows something's wrong when her ink doesn't even appear, and a frown crosses her face. She can't be out of ink already!]

[Nami isn't aware anything is off, though once she finishes her lone attacker she's turning to move along the beach towards her friend; there's more distance between them than she'd like. Two more Third Party make a swipe for her, and she ducks one and practically tasers the other; the rest seem more inclined to go for the person slicing wings off.

Be right with you--]

[Oh, fabulous. Miyabi just set herself up for danger here, and now her skills are starting to fail her. She tries again, this time Veil of Mist, so she can rejoin Nami for backup, but that...does absolutely nothing. At all. No ink, no mist, no slowing of time.

Nothing.

Even her sword feels different; less lively, kind of. Something is definitely wrong, and with all these soldiers buzzing around her...it's not good. Not good at all. She needs to get back to Nami to sort this out and rethink their strategy. For now, though, it's time to test her actual skills with Sumomo's blade, not brush. She can at least take out a few of them...maybe carve an escape path if she's lucky, too.

Miyabi's eyes dart to Nami, and there's a look of desperation in them. Something's wrong, and she needs help fast.]

[Even if she hadn't seen it, Miya's apparent complete stalling on the battlefield makes Nami pick up her pace, not smiling at all now. She slams the end of her staff into her other attacker's face and then runs without stopping to finish him, snapping the staff back into pieces as she yells.]

Miya, get down!

[She's trusting you, poncle. Nami flips the wind section out and points it in Miya's direction as a gun. It is, in fact, a gun. Of sorts.]

Gust sword!

[Have some highly concentrated cutting wind carving that escape path for you. Literally. (http://mangastream.com/read/one_piece/84387739/10)]

[You don't have to tell her twice. It takes a second to register, but when Nami screams like that, Miya's almost destined to obey. She's going to do something...something big, and something powerful. She keeps a firm grip on her sword - the only thing still keeping her alive - and hits the sand with her belly. The arm not holding her sword comes over the back of her head instinctively, and though she can't really see what's occurring overhead, she can definitely feel it.

It was like a line of pure wind, the force of a typhoon, just shot right above her head. The third party soldier closest to her moments before, ready to bring down his sword on Miyabi's own wings now that she was down, jerks back like he was punched, and a few others are blown clean off their feet as well.

She doesn't dare look up, move, or even open her eyes until the wind tugging at her hair and clothes ceases completely, and when it does, and Miyabi looks, she can see the damage dealt. It was satisfying to know someone strong had her back like that. Before Miyabi can turn and say thank you, however, one soldier shakily paws around for a weapon, gets up...only to be met with a hard blow to the face with the little artist's sword sheath. It won't kill anyone, but it should provide a nice bout of unconsciousness and a severely broken jaw or nose at the least.

Stay down, you bastards.]

[And Nami comes sprinting across the sand now, though she doesn't offer a hand to help her up-- instead, she stands over her with staff at the ready, intent on protecting her friend until she works out what went wrong.]

Miyabi? [An explanation would be nice. ...especially as she can see more Third Party above the treeline, heading this way. The one she smacked in the face is getting up, too-- but he's one. That group over there? That's trouble.]

Something's wrong with my sword! I can't use my brush skills!

[Miyabi tries again, just once more, but again nothing occurs. She grits her teeth in frustration, then scrambles to her feet to join Nami. She's at a huge disadvantage now, even if she can still fight somewhat. Miyabi's skills with the sword are no where near her skills with the celestial brush...and that flock of soldiers is getting closer. Damn it, of all times to lose her powers! Why did they suddenly stop working, anyway?!

Even so, Miyabi's hand grips the hilt of her sword, and she looks fierce as she stares the oncoming assailants down. She doesn't want to run - that's shameful. Plus, they'll just be targeted, and Nami could get hurt... If she can just last for this batch...]

But I can still fight.

Edited 2011-08-30 03:21 (UTC)

All right. [It's not too bad, she thinks-- Nami has attacks that can blanket the area, and she can hide them both if necessary. After this group, they can disappear.] Stick close.

[There are so many. On top of Miyabi suddenly losing her magic, Nami thinks of Shifters. No wonder they're pressing an advantage. At least her climatact is grounded in science.

Here they come.]

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Day 4

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gogo disaster thread? 8D;;

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