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Event Log - Total Recall (2)

Who: YOU AND ME! THAT SPELLS... MOUYE?
What: More event shenanigans
When: Today until the 4th! (Backdating is okay too)
Where: All around Luceti. Actually that's wrong. Anywhere INSIDE Luceti.
Summary: It's that special time when the Malnosso collect all their recent experiments and apply them all at once to measure effectiveness. Although invaluable as research, it tends to leave the subjects looking just a bit mad.
Rating: Rated BLARGHARGHBLARGH

So there is a mod post and it pretty much tells you EVERYTHING you need to know. This is a second log so people can change up their effects and try something new, jump into the event late, or just avoid the impending CAPTCHA on the first log.

Don't forget to tag in using the appropriate format: [canon] character name

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It means we finally get to put an end to a battle that's been going on for seven years.

[Sabbi's well aware of what she's asking and what she's getting herself into. Viral won't fall to her, not since the Spiral King changed him but that's not going to stop her. Drawing her sword she tosses the sheath behind her and out of the way. One way or another it wouldn't matter if she got it back again.

She'd be lying if she said she wasn't intimidated, but was the point in fighting something that wasn't a challenge? You don't battle the weak, you battle the strong in the hopes of reaching their level.]

Ready whenever you are.

[Viral nods gravely at her words, understanding her meaning in its entirety.]

I'll carry out revenge for the both of us.

[It was a sudden vow made under the weight of this new information, but it was one that Viral intended to keep. Even if it took him the rest of his life...he had eternity to make it more than just words.

He he rushes forward before she has a chance to take a breath after her declaration, lashing forth with the deadly edge of his cleaver with the intent to strike. She asked him not to hold back; he wouldn't. This battle was for more than just them and their rivalry. It was for everyone else that disagreed with the new government, for good or ill. It was for the lives and dreams of everyone stranded on the ground when the moon collided.

This was for all of the dreams that were threatened with destruction. He would bear them all.]

[If there was one thing Viral could be counted on in a fight, it was to be deadly and efficient; with their close proximity and his shorter weapon he had the advantage. For now. Swinging her blade up to parry the strike she moves with the momentum, a step back and a quick spin on her heel to bring her blade around in a horizontal slash.

The spark of the battle was more than enough to reignite her ferocity, that stubborn determination to stand up for her beliefs and yet all of them were nothing more than emotions based on memories that might not last the night. Despite that, at the base of all of her reasons that lead up to this point, it all came down to the human struggle to live despite the ever present and invincible force of death. The Malnosso, the government, they couldn't stop her from living the way she wanted to the very end.]

[He whirls out of the blade's reach barely in time, catching it with his cleaver in a solid defensive block. Heels digging into the earth for stability, he pushes her blade forward with his--an unorthodox trick, but she said not to hold back.

Her bull-headed determination gets a chuckle out of him.]

It's been a while since we last met like this. Fun, isn't it?

[The push throws her off balance for a second but she turns the stumble into a twist back and away from Viral's cleaver.]

It brings back a lot of memories. Remember the oasis?

[Where they had first come across each other, both of them baring their teeth and flying into combat. She can't help but grin in response to his chuckle. It's true, ever since they ended up in Luceti she hadn't felt so alive.]

How could I forget?

[It was an exhilarating battle between his Enkidu and her Kaneri, blades colliding and words being shot between them like gunfire. This was no different, except for the fight having a new level of intimacy that their Gunmen couldn't provide.

Viral rushes the opening in her defense, taking advantage of the moment's weakness.]

[In the end they had both been recalled from their position, Viral to his General and Sabbi to her village. Still, Sabbi had been careful to keep an eye out for the beastman and his Gunman...and sure enough they ran into each other again. Multiple times and yet each battle had been interrupted by some other governing power but not this time.]

Always in such a rush-

[Sword braced in both hands she swings the blade up to deflect his cleaver, her leg shooting out to try and give him a solid kick in the chest. If Viral could play a little dirty then so could she.]

It'd be a shame for this to be over so soon.

[With his blade locked on her's, Viral takes the blow to the chest with a soft grunt. His discomfort is momentary, but that gleeful grin of his never once falters. He drops down with the blow, utilizing her momentum to disconnect their blades and throw her off balance.]

I like to play hard. This won't be over if you can keep up.

I always have, haven't I?

[Again he makes her stumble, with grit teeth she twists to try and use it to her advantage, bringing her sword out in a sudden thrust. A stop thrust. Her father never taught her that move and yet she performed it as if she'd done it a hundred times. For a moment she falters, confusion flickering across her features before she tenses at the opening she'd left in her defenses.]

Just making sure you haven't gotten slow on me.

[The thrust was unexpected, but his altered center of gravity is his advantage as he rolls out of its range. Her momentary pause is swiftly taken advantage of--he leaps to his feet and lashes out with his cleaver once more.]

[Slow? No, but distracted? Yes. Arms still outstretched when he leaps forward it's all she can do to throw herself aside, managing to avoid the brunt of his attack save for his blade grazing a sharp line across her side. Breath hissing through her teeth she scowls, irritated at her own carelessness. It probably would have helped if she'd bothered to sleep properly these last few days.]

You've got first blood...maybe I am getting slow.

[With a soft snarl she leaps forward crouched low, sword slashing across to try and knock Viral's legs out from under him.]

Just stop thinking.

[It was a simple order, cut off by a low growl as her attack succeeds in wrecking his balance. He catches himself, claws scraping in the dirt, and snaps out a leg in a sharp kick.

She was getting slow, though. Maybe there really was some kind of Shift in affect for both of them.]

[Viral had a point, her instinct would help her keep up if she stopped over thinking things but the Shift is still heavy on her mind thanks to her earlier fumble. When his leg snaps out she takes his heel across her jaw that sends her toppling back.

Rolling as she lands she keeps crouched to the ground, catching her breath despite the growing ache in her side and the blood slowly trickling down. Drawing her sword up defensively she turns her head aside to spit out a glob of blood from where her cheek had caught on her teeth, making her smirk bloody. Don't think, don't think about anything except for this moment, this fight.]

Damn you and your big feet.

[He stands when she spits at the dirt, chest heaving and hair hanging heavy with sweat and dirt. The smirk fades, replaced by a frown of disappointment as he peers down at her from his height.]

Running out of insults all ready? That's a pity.

[There's a lilt of condescension in his tone, an echo of their previous battles and his earlier interactions with all humans. The distance kept the cavern-dwellers wary and fearful, and created an invisible barrier between their two species that still existed in a warped, twisted manner.

There was a flicker deep in his hard eyes, a brief flash of concern for her.]

[Her eyes flash as she glares up at him, frustration at her own flagging endurance and at him. No holding back so why is he taunting her?]

Don't you worry, kitten, I'm just getting warmed up!

Springing from her spot she brings her sword up in a diagonal slash, turning on her heel to carry her momentum forward in a sharp kick of her own.]

[The grin returns with the unblocked slash, shirt ripping and blood flowing from the wound left in its wake. Pain is an old friend, one that he's learned to welcome over the years--it kept him on his toes when the battles became wearisome. Within moments the wound knits itself back together, just a heartbeat before her foot snaps into his chest at full force.]

That's more like it!

[It's a hoarse snarl that sounds over the fire as he rides the breathless haze, maintaining his wits enough to catch her foot between his claws before she withdraws. He swings, intent on throwing her into the brush.]

Son of a bi-!

[The rest of Sabbi's curse is cut off when Viral sends her sailing away from the circle of warmth from the fire, catching what felt like every single branch as she tumbles through the bushes and low hanging trees before skidding to a stop. Scraped and scratched she scrambles to her feet with a low grumble, glaring through the broken branches left in her wake.

Gripping her sword hard in both hands she gives a short cry as she twists to slash through the trunk of a nearby tree, the blade flashing as it sings through the wood. A firm kick sends it crashing down in Viral's direction before she dashes out from the bush to rejoin the fight.]

That's--!

[Impossible! Viral didn't have time to finish barking his astonishment before he had to dive away from the collapsing tree and into the brush. He should have known by that point that any dealings with a human that's awakened to their Spiral potential lead to impossible feats of determination and destruction. Even after seven years of wandering, there are constants that will never change.

The low branches snap under his weight, tear at his shirt with his momentum and send debris flying. Snarling, he hacks through the bushes with his cleaver, straining with his ears to hear her the crunch of her feet and her ragged breathing over the tree's dying scream and the roar of their fire.]

Edited 2012-06-04 02:12 (UTC)

[Reeling in the rush of adrenaline, the power coursing through her from that last slash Sabbi plows forward, moving with the pull of the battle. In this moment she is truly free; free from the Malnosso and Simon's government. She felt it in her bones, as if something sleeping deep inside her was waking, giving her the power to change her fate.

Two heavy steps on the falling trunk of the tree is all the lead in Viral gets before Sabbi descends upon him, her sword flashing in the speckled light of the fire as she thrusts it down upon him.]

[The thud of her feet on the falling trunk is enough warning for him to whirl around with his blade in hand, but not enough to parry the steel that pierces just below the shoulder. Viral bites back a gasp, the sudden burst of pain fueling his body to snap the cleaver at the delicate flesh of her neck.

His hand stays just before delivering the blow, the tip of his blade barely caressing her jawline. Despite the pain, his lips curl into an amused smirk.]

Who's the winner?

[Panting as her sword punches through his body she watches as his arms moves in a blur, the glint of his cleaver aimed at her neck and stopping just short. She doesn't move away from his blade, feeling the edge draw a thin line across her skin while they linger in their stale mate. All of her strength went into that last blow, now she stood worn, aching and hurting in the intimacy of what should have been a death blow for each of them. Lips quirking in a tired smile she huffs a rough chuckle.]

That depends entirely on what you're fighting for.

[It was all he could do to keep standing in their stalemate as blood seeped forth from his wound and his body struggled to heal around the steel blade that was still embedded in his shoulder. The beastman understood her weariness, felt it himself, but was able to bear it for a while longer.

It was a blessing and curse of his immortal body--he would never die, but what was life without reason?

He huffs, torn between irritation and bitter amusement, and reaches up to wrap his free hand around hers. The motion drove the blade deeper, but the pain would be dealt with when it was time.]

We were fighting for the dreams that won't come true. Can there be a winner?

Even if we don't win, the point is that we tried.

[Sabbi frowns as Viral's hand closes over hers, her eyes flashing down to the blade sinking an inch or two deeper before back up to meet his gaze. It's hard to put a single name to her expression, her hard eyes flashing with regret, longing and an odd sense of affection as her hair shifts in the wind...longer than it had been a moment before. The sword buried in Viral's chest was disappearing and in its place she found herself gripping his hand tightly.]

So long as we have the strength to fight for those dreams, hopeless or not, we can win. If not for the world, then for ourselves.

[Sabbi stood before him now seven years younger, determined to hold on despite the Shift's effects slowing falling apart around her.]

You and your humans and your Spiral power.

[The words take a bitter edge as he observes the machinations of the Shift for himself, saw it in her eyes and felt it in the trembling grip on his hand. He lowered his cleaver and dropped it by his feet--a loss was a loss--and closed his eyes so that he wouldn't see his own affection and sorrow reflected in her.

He gives her a bitter smile, understanding her words on an intellectual level if nothing more.]

That's what makes you and yours worthwhile foes...and what has made you a valued comrade.

[He wasn't going to forget. Not now and not ever.]

Thank you...

[With those two words it seems as though a heavy burden has been lifted from her shoulders, the tension leaking from her as she squeezes his hand. Sabbi had never really had the chance to say 'goodbye' to anybody before and she could feel herself slipping further and further away. With a soft chuckle she has to lean up to press her lips against Viral's cheek, a bittersweet gesture that would have to speak for all of the things she wouldn't be able to tell him...even if he wouldn't be able to understand them. Leaning back she seems lost, her smile fading as the last traces of Sabbi fade away and leave Sabriel in her place, murmuring her last message.]

...For everything.

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