Draft Log #3: During v. 2.0

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone on the draft
What: Day 3-5
When: August 27th-August 29th
Where: ONCE MORE INTO THE-- ...BEACH
Summary: Like it says above. The draftees reach the beach.
Rating: V FOR VIOLENT BEHAVIOUR!!


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day 5?

[wise_maiden]

[As day 5 draws on, Raine's adrenaline is starting to run out. Mostly because as a healer and a mage, she simply cannot be where she's needed, all the time, despite her best efforts.

In trying to do so, she finds herself cut off from the others when a large group of enemies make an assault on the area.]

[herotypical]

[ oh shi-- buffy sees this happen and, god, no...she can't let a thing happen to raine.

the scythe spins precisely in her grip and she sprints towards this little pocket of enemies, determined to intervene. ]

[wise_maiden]

[An elite, and a handful of the ordinary soldiers. She's at least able to cast one spell to slow their approach, causing some unexpected damage to them -- one female soldier falters when a wing is struck, in particular, while another turns enough to catch sight of the approaching Buffy.

Being closed in on leaves no time for Raine to cast any other spells, so she's wielding her staff as best as she can to defend against the visible crude weapons -- though it's more difficult to defend against the invisible blows, and she can't keep them all off. Doesn't help that she's being forced to move backward toward the water's direction.]

[herotypical]

[ coming in from the right, buffy makes her stand a distance off from raine -- betweeen the healer and the waterline. she puffs up to her fullest height (still inconsequential) but she likes to imagine that there is a flicker of recognition on the enemy's faces. ]

...Get behind me, Raine. [ stern. commanding. ]

[wise_maiden]

[It takes another moment before she can follow that command, as she tries to find a cleaner way to disengage from the attackers.

Their picking up on the fact that someone else was in the area helped a little, and in the midst of their reorganizing Raine takes an opportunity and runs toward Buffy, thankfully too focused on the situation to realize just how close to the waterline they are.]

-- Careful. Here they come.

[herotypical]

Them coming means they have to get past me. [ she affords one quick, ascertaining glance back at raine. after what happened with winry in the last draft, she isn't certain that she wants the healer to see her true capabilities. she wants to maintain some of that gentle, happy facade for a little longer...even though things haven't been gently or happy for a while.

she spins the scythe -- falls into a low stance. the first opponent approaches. ]

[wise_maiden]

[Raine gives a firm nod at that glance, and holds her staff up to prepare to cast again.

It's not a time for talking -- the way that determined soldier swoops in toward Buffy with that long pointed spear aimed at the woman's chest is where the concern lies, after all.]

[herotypical]

[ concern? certainly. but buffy also seems rather calm -- she has entered a space where her anxieties disappear and she is left doing what she does best. what she is built to do. so she holds her ground and deflects the spear at the last moment, redirecting it into the soft, sun-soaked sand below. and then a hammered fist to the enemy's bowed shoulder.

a slice -- exact and unforgiving -- and a splurt of blood. buffy moves on...but not before a quick glance back at raine. ]

[wise_maiden]

[While this is possibly the first time she's really getting a chance to see Buffy's super strength in action, Raine... likely doesn't seem all too fazed by it. It's not the first time that she's seen a young woman with abnormal strength -- Buffy was ironically, around Colette's height, the Chosen from her world.

And there were the angels. Enemies. Much like the Third Party, in fact, with their silent ways. It was a strange comparison to come to her mind, even if it was tucked in there at the back of it.

She is focused on casting, however -- in the glance that Buffy spares, she finishes a chant and aims a wind-based elemental attack toward the next swooping in attacker that charges in to take the place of his fallen comrade.

For now she doesn't think about the water line just behind her, her magic focused and intent. She is not unused to battle.]