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Zompania Draft - Draftees only, days 1-3.5

Who: All Draftees
What: This is your death. Followed by your time-traveling life and desperate bomb hunting.
When: From May 22 to May 20 to early May 23 (days 1-4)
Where: Zompania
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post is for the draftee-only portion of the Zompania draft--the day 3 death, time travel to day 1, and then the events until the arrival of the reinforcements. Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Please note that there is a specific top-level comment thread for:

The day 3 arrival of the draftees and the 6 hours that follow until the bomb is dropped
Death--This thread can be treated as REFERENCE ONLY. Responding to it isn't necessary.
Threads prior to departing for Zompania--post resurrection freak outs, arguments over how to proceed, etc.

All other threading, from day 1 until the reinforcements arrive, should be conducted as normal.

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

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[There are flashes lighting up the sky - bullets, magic, explosions - and Perona running support to her teammate, defending him from being attacked as well as deploying squads of her ghosts to pick off incoming troops. It's much easier for this man to finish off soldiers that are down on their knees, stricken by grief.

Those that get a little too close are finished off by an explosive blast from her ghosts, though she lets him get in a few hits himself. Support only when it's needed - he's a strong and capable fighter, this one. It's a relief that she got paired with him and Law. It eases her mind considerably, to know she has capable fighters at her side.

Hopefully he can run some intervention and support of his own for her, too. The ground troops are like skittering cockroaches, ready at a moment's notice to protect their airships. It's disgusting, and only fuels Perona's dislike of them, and her desire to behead them.]

Oi, magician! [Sorry, forgot your name.] Don't let anyone touch my body for a minute!

[Because she's "going ghost" for a second, to let loose a <a="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9nggbyeggeq#t=2m46s">large-scale explosion in her spectral form. Do try not to get caught up in that, yo.]

[She makes for an effective ally. With all the cover she's been giving him, it is only fair that he helps her now that it is her turn. And what an interesting trick she's unveiling.

He smirks and gives a mock salute to her, mildly amused at being addressed as a 'magician'.]

What sort of gentleman would I be if I did otherwise?

[He then moves near her body and starts working his spear at fending off the nearby Cultists.]

[Perona really, really does not like to show off the intricacies and secrets of her Devil Fruit abilities, but this isn't the time and place to be overly secretive. If she wants to live, she has to fight to the fullest...and trust her comrades. Or try her hardest to trust them.

This is a test of trust itself, and she's hesitant, but she can't afford to falter for more than a second. And thank goodness this "gentleman" keeps his word and protects her motionless body. It's definitely the easiest to attack now that she's removed her spirit from it, and cultists are quick to engage an easy target, but with the combined effects of her ghosts and this man's magic and physical skills, they don't get too far in.]

A very sorry one. [She waves her hand, a quartet of hollows lifting up the anguished bodies of those she hollowed out into the air, and snaps her fingers with her other hand. A chain reaction of explosions tear the bodies apart, an Perona hurries back to her body, rubbing her eyes before getting to her feet.]

[They definitely don't get close. As tough as the Cultists can be, Jade's spear combined with some close-range fonic artes are enough to force them back at the least, while some manage to fall entirely.

He manages to turn swiftly to face Perona as she regains her body. And then he manages to watch with a look of vague amusement as she tears through the Cultists.]

Thank you for the clarification. [He says dryly as he inwardly analyzes her abilities.] You had quite the productive nap. But there's plenty more where that came from.

[It's always seemed like there's more, without stop.]

There always are...

[Nap? She'll show you nap, old-timer. Pulling up two large, rather plump ghosts from the ground, Perona jumps back quickly and snaps her fingers, sending a large blast tearing through the foolish soldiers that dared to try and attack. The blasts aren't as big as the one from before, but they do some damage - if the resulting shake of the earth isn't any indication of that.

A few of the remaining Cultists fall back, but still more come, despite the danger. At the very least, Perona can see that only the truly foolish continue forward. The wiser soldiers don't dare attack the combined might of these two.]

Getting tired? Maybe it's not me who needed a nap...horohorohoro.

Don't worry. I treated myself to a micronap while you were saying that. I'm feeling much more refreshed at the moment!

[And he starts to prepare a fonic arte.]

Perhaps I should offer some some humble contributions while I feel so awake.

If you could be so kind.

[That last word is punctuated by Perona grabbing her teddy by the legs and effectively clubbing a cultist soldier in the jaw with it. She has many hard, sometimes heavy items in his zipper pocket - he's not all stuffed with fluff like one would expect.

While the soldier's stunned, he lets a few of her negative hollows down him for the count. He should be easy pickings now.]

[It's a good job, and the fonic glyph beneath Jade glows as his energy gathers.]

O maddening gale of the spirits of the earth...

Stalagmite!

[The earth beneath the fallen Cultist trembles, and jagged rocks rise, which pierce parts of his body including most of his wings.]

[Perona floats away from the carnage, and back to the side of her comrade, though she does look pretty impressed by what he did. She's seen death and corpses before, so this kind of thing doesn't bother her in the slightest. Her own hands aren't exactly the cleanest themselves, either, even before coming to Luceti.]

That's quite an ability you have. [Good to know she on the side of the capable ones.]

[He adjusts his glasses smugly. He doesn't have much in the way of mercy towards those who are definitely his enemies.]

You haven't seen anything yet, dear Perona. In fact, I believe it's time that we targeted an airship.

[Nor does she, this is a war, and for what they did earlier in the battle...she is not quite so forgiving. Hence she wide grin that spreads out on her face.]

Horohoro, are you trying to show off to me, Mr. Magician? [STILL FORGOT YOUR NAME.]

Dear me, no. [He says with a sarcastic imitation of sheepishness.] After all, that implies I would have to actually put effort into it. [He says as he strides forward to get a closer read on the nearest airship. He won't correct her at the moment either - he isn't particularly picky about whether or not she knows his name.]

[Wow, excuse you. Huffing, Perona puts her hands on her hips before she takes to just watching the upcoming fireworks instead. She turns up her palms and two of her special hollows waft from each hand, ready for their master's command. But look, she'll hold off and give the old man a chance to cut loose.

Age before beauty and all that.]

And that implies I'm not worth the effort! How rude of you. [Jerk. Not like she's fishing for compliments here (she is), but whatever.]

[How sassy of her. Jade is just faintly amused by her behavior.]

My sincerest apologies. [He says relatively light-heartedly.] However could I make it up to a lady such as yourself?

[He's already taking action into his own hand, charging ~~ma laser a fonic arte up. A shining circle appears beneath his feet as the fonons gather. He doesn't doubt that Perona will keep him covered until the attack is complete.]~~

Do your part.

[Simple enough, right? Now, Perona's no expert on those magical things - they still don't make a lick of sense to her, in all honesty - but from hat she's observed of this man and other magic users throughout the battle, it takes some time to recite their incantations and what have you. So, of course, she lets her negative hollows take care of any of the on-coming soldiers, and some of the mini hollows really care care of them. Permanently.

They sure do make good landmines, after all.]

[ooc: sob only 'ma laser' was supposed to be crossed out.]

[A glyph glows beneath Jade's feet as he prepares his fonic arte, while he watches her work out of the corner of his eyes. But he keeps his focus primarily on the airship.]

O flames of hell, cremate mine enemies in a cage of fire!

Infernal Prison!

[This made a red glyph appear on the surface beneath the airship, and blasts of flames went upward towards the airship, causing some substantial damage to its underside. With a number of loose Cultists gettng caught in the flames.]

[Honestly, Perona's negative ghosts were made for this kind of battling - where they are naturally indestructible, they prove effective in keeping the soldiers at bay while Perona picks them off with a platoon of her tiny hollows. Of course, some of the cultist soldiers figure out her tactics real quick, and attempt at long-range attacks - thrown knives and arrows - but she's a nimble thing, jumping back with a yelp and a curse, then beating them down in revenge.]

Can't you speed that up?! Special Hollow! [She taps the ground, and appears to 'pull' a large, plump ghost from the earth itself. With a wave of her hand, the ghost goes soaring towards the midst of a group of soldiers, chomps down on one with its gaping mouth, and--] Kamikaze rap!

[BOOM. That explosion was far larger than the norm of her teensy ghosties.]

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