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Post by Kupo on Jun 3, 2011 6:03:59 GMT -5
Ayda's long white hair was tussled this way and that in the warm breeze. It carried with it the scent of flowers from the hanging baskets below. She was standing at one end of the Mi’hen Highroad, looking out over the urban expanse that was Luca and further out to the vast blue horizon where sky met the sea. A flashback to the old days consumed her. It was so long ago, but when she was sin she spent so long in the sea. Sometimes then it had given her a sense of peace and to this day she found its sounds and smells to be soothing. Luca had never been this big prosperous back then and seeing it so now was irksome. Nothing is more annoying when you are in a bad mood than an overly cheery person who almost seems to be rubbing their happiness in your face. To Ayda, seeing Luca so bustling was equivalent to that feeling and she was feeling particularly cruel today.
She missed the peace the sea had once brought her and although it soothed her still that was not enough to douse the hatred and anger at the world that had been accumulating in her heart for years. Even when she finally found peace on the farplane she was ripped away from it all and dumped back into this reality. That was a cruelness that she intended to repay to anyone and everyone. She wanted to take the peace and happiness of their lives and shatter it. And so, with a hint of a twisted smile on the edge of an otherwise vicious face she descended to Luca via the flower adorned stairway.
Ayda traversed the streets until she came at last to Luca’s famous town square. Her murderous intent clung to the air around her and was so strong that people nearby were clearly uncomfortable in her presence. Looking around at the balloon vender, children and patrons of the nearby pub her twisted little grin became a snarl and she raised her arms up into the air. As she gathered her power a few pyreflies began to appear and swirl round her feet. At last, she pulled her arms down as if she was physically pulling the attack out of the sky and summoned her barrage of holy element spheres. They fell like bombs around her physically and magically damaging her surroundings. Some of the nearby buildings couldn’t withstand the attack and began to collapse.
The yells and screams of those nearby rose in a crescendo that she found very satisfying. Having attacked them without warning meant that there were several limp figures on the ground in the now somewhat dusty square. Rubble was strewn here and there and people were fleeing the area. How foolish, she might as well just take out the whole city. With that thought in mind she raised her arms above her head once more, in preparation of a second, bigger barrage. In that moment she felt as unstoppable as she had once been, first as a final aeon and again when she was sin.
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Post by Bhatar on Jun 8, 2011 13:29:11 GMT -5
Interesting.
That's all he could feel about his current situation. It was odd, really. One moment, one eternity, one day... he didn't know how long he'd been in the lifestream, but now here he was again, in the physical world. It was an unreal occurance. He had an actual physical body to work with now. He no longered needed to waste large amounts of time manipulating others to his own desire. He now had the most important tool he needed to set his plan in motion.
However, things seemed... different.
It seemed as though he was in a completely different world. The air even felt different, although he breathed it all the same.
Breathe...
It was a sensation he had long forgotten, and one he thought he had disposed of a long time ago. Now, however, he had to "breathe" once more. He stopped walking, the only thing he'd been doing this whole time of his existence so far...
... and smelt a familiar carnage.
A small smile crossed his face as he entered a burning city, screams and the sound of buildings crashing down gave him those fond memories that were his revelation. He reached to his right side, grasping the handle of his blade and drawing it. Carnage, suffering, murder... ah how the resonance of these screams brought him back to his reality.
He kept walking, towards what seemed to be the center of the city. A few people ran to him on the way, pleading at him to help them. He helped them, that was certain. They all laid dead in the path he walked.
As he entered the center of the town, he spotted the source of the destruction. A woman, with bone white hair stood there, a wretched smile spread across her lips. "Interesting." He said to himself, and stood there, his blade Masamune drawn and spattered with blood.
"Interesting."
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Post by frostflare on Jun 8, 2011 14:06:55 GMT -5
Smoke and Dust greyscaled the air in the distance. Rosso cracked her neck at the sight. Where she was at this point was of no real concern. What was in the distance was far more intreigueing. What she had noticed was the evidence of battle. Smoke and Dust are great indicators. Rosso would know, she often reveled in it before bathing in the blood of those she killed.
Rosso laughed a bit. "Hmmm...battles? So soon?" She was being rheotorical of course. But still she answered herself. "I simply must join! There must be fun to be had..and people to kill!" She quickly felt lifted, her body felt a quickenign in pace. She was walking slowly before this, but now, she did a quick dash. Some would call it a Teleport, but the dash did land her directly at the entence of some city.
Now the sky had grown darker, and screaming flooded her head. "Ohh carnage...This truely must be fun..." She smirked to herself. She withdrew her blade and extended it. This was nothing more then the start of any great slaughter. Rosso laughed again to herself, today was going to be fun.
The city was of coruse in the middle of widespread panic. People were running to-and-fro. Some even stoped to cry and beg for mercy and aid. Rosso had no sympathy. "You snivaling animals dare as Rosso the Crimson for aid!?" She felt appauled, even insulted. Before many knew it she had opened fire. Blood splatered on her slighly, not much, but enough to give her chills. She grined wide and plenty. "Ohh more..More must die..." She began to run down the current street she was on. And on after another any body in her wake was cut down like a harvested crop.
She did not stop this lovely ordeal until she happened upon a single girl. The girl was more or less young. what was she doing though? She obviosly sat in the epicenter of the horror. People were running from her. She even displaced the shear intent of a murderer. What made this whole event even more suprissing was a certain man. A man whom she had seen before in deepground. A man who's success landed deepground the many years of darkness they felt. The root of the cause deepground even existed.
Sephiroth was the man in the Distance. Even now he just held his blade without much to it. He himself was clean, but the blade had specs of blood against it. Rosso drew up her blade. What was going on here? Did the girl, or the Man cause the great carnage pressent. Rosso took her blade and scraped it against the ground. The screech echoed over even the screams of the innocents.
"Who is responsible for this?" Rosso even dared to chuckle. She took a few more steps to get closer to the center of the town. She did wonder who had caused this. The little girl, or sephiroth...She smiled at the two and griped her blade. "Well...Answer me!" She demanded, withotu even giveing tiem for them to answer...she obviosly wanted answers now.
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Post by Kupo on Jun 8, 2011 14:43:21 GMT -5
Ayda paused in her assault on Luca when she heard the quiet yet malicious voice mutter quietly to itself. She spun on her heels to face the man who had dared approach her. All other had fled and yet here was one who had come to her. He was either incredibly stupid or powerful enough that he felt confident in facing her. Either way, what he deemed interesting she deemed a satisfying slaughter. If he wanted a piece of her she’d give him hell. The scent of smoke filled her nostrils as she took a deep breath. She could taste the blood and fear that clung to the air. She opened her mouth to let out an otherworldly roar that, coming from her aeon form would have seemed fitting, but now, coming from the body of a young athletic woman was simply awful.
She was about to rush the silver haired, leather clad fool when and ear splitting screech disrupted the scene. Ayda’s eye’s flashed with malice as she searched for the source before they settled on a red haired woman. Who the hell did she think she was, strutting almost into striking distance and demanding to know who was responsible for the carnage that surrounded them? Ayda was! Sin! Ohalland’s Final Aeon!!! Her attitude enraged the Fayth but the only real evidence of this that Ayda displayed was a slight twitch in her upper lip, like a dog readying itself to growl. Instead of outright obliterating everything she chose an equally violent, but far more satisfying option.
Ayda was a brilliant fighter, she’d trained her body hard in life, but as good as she was there was no fun in remaining unarmed against two opponents. Slowly, feigning calm, she reached up her back and unfastened the bindings that held the spiked ball and chain in place against the metal plate on her back. It fell downwards but Ayda caught the chain near the ball to stop it hitting the floor before beginning to wrap the opposite end of the chain around her forearm. This ensured that she would not lose her weapon to weakness of grip and by feeding the chain down through her hand she had complete manoeuvrability of the rest of the chain and the ball on the end of it. She allowed the rest of the chain to clatter to the ground.
Menacing was the only word to describe the young looking woman as she eyed the pair, wondering which, if not both of them, considered themselves a hero coming to save the town. On second glance the blood that adorned the man’s shining blade hinted that he was no such thing. Perhaps it was the woman then, for she seemed intent on knowing who had done the damage, maybe to seek out some revenge. Not that it mattered. With that thought she hurled the ball at the woman, bracing herself so that she was ready to draw it back, with a second monstrous roar. It was her way of telling the woman to shut the hell up and die. She was on guard and kept the corner of her eye on the man throughout.
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Post by Bhatar on Jun 8, 2011 14:59:51 GMT -5
He ignored the arrival of the other woman, who seemed to be quite outspoken. She wasn't interesting to him. He watched as the white haired girl flung her weapon at the red haired one, obviously annoyed by the prescence.
"Hmph." He swung his blade, sending a beam of light at the white haired girl, then turned in the same second to send another at the ball to knock it off it's course, and another at the red haired woman. He stood in the same place the whole time, only pivoting his stance. This was a good way for him to get accustomed to his new body. He brought himself around to face the white haired woman again, leaving his stance open, except for having Masamune at the ready to attack or block.
"Truly interesting."
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Post by frostflare on Jun 8, 2011 15:15:53 GMT -5
Rosso isntantly snarled by the sudden ball being tossed. Orginaly she planed herself to move out of the way. It was to slow to hit her anyway....But then Sephiroth intervined. He shot out his blades of energy, and got in the way. One beam actually was aimed at rosso. She pivoted on her heel and turned lettign the vertical slash pass right by her.
She felt the wave of firece energy bustle by her face. Her hair actually was moved by the wind the wave created. She isntantly smirked at the two. "How dare you fools try to attack rosso the Crimson. Please, if your going to try and Kill me, do a better job at it!" She laughed loudly and spun her blade above her head. The blade began to glow and she flung it down so it scraped agaisnt hte earth once more. "Try harder next time!"
She took a second and took a set back before lurching foward, her body was covered by a ditored air. And then suddenly she appeared mid air. She slashed her blade several times in the air, causing many blades of red to start slicing down towards the ground. Specifically right where Sephiroth and the girl had covnerged to.
What made this attack even better was by the end of the assualt of attacks she fell to the ground. Whilst on said ground she poiutned her blade horizontaly and began to open fire. Bullets whirled through the air, cutting it in a flurry of many. It was like machingun fire, but from a bladed weapon. She laughed ever so happily as the bullets began to spray. She began to laugh maniacly"Next time make sure I die on the first hit..."
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Post by Kupo on Jun 8, 2011 16:08:37 GMT -5
The second she saw him move she spun her body round to face him and upon seeing his energy blade that was slicing towards her she had no choice but act quickly. The pyreflies swirled around her as she cast wall around herself. Her spells were strong and the negated the keenness of Sephiroth’s attack but it was still forceful enough to push her back across the square before breaking the enchantment. So here was a challenger with some bite and, it seemed, very little bark. He may have dubbed the scenario as interesting, something Ayda had scoffed at initially but having just a small taste of his power she found herself agreeing with him. What vengeance could she get from Luca, a town that had simply fled in terror under her attack when here was a victim that could fight back? As for Rosso, as she proclaimed herself, her bite had yet to be seen. Maybe she was all bark.
She caught the red head’s movement in the corner of her eye and as soon as she was overhead, reacted by casting holy. Not the destructive barrage of an aeon but the smaller but still potent attack of a white mage. The white orbs rose up into the sky before shooting back down at the woman. With each magical act the pyreflies rose from the ground around her. They were always liable to react with memories, even when Ayda did not will it, but without her intent behind it there was no guarantee that they would. She pulled in the ball in one swift action and raised it above her head, spinning fast to create a shield to block away Rosso’s attack, side stepping to avoid anything that happened to get through. She wasn’t bad, she was actually freakishly fast, but nothing so far seemed outstanding. When the assault above subsided, Ayda pulled the ball down over Sephiroth, aiming to bring it crashing down into his skull. She was expecting him to block that attack and so concentrated the pyreflies to come forth and before her merge into a duplicate of herself. The duplicate rushed forward, hands glowing with an imaginary attack. There was little substance to it and would likely dissipate on contact but behind it came another holy attack from the original.
She heard the gunfire and before she had time to cast her wall she felt a bullet bite her shoulder. The wall was up a second later, holding up well enough to prevent any more damage but for the first time in an age she felt pain. She roared once more but despite the fiery sensation and the hot trickle of blood she smiled maliciously because she felt real. She wasn’t dreaming, she wasn’t being controlled, and this was reality. The whole in her shoulder was clean, right through to the other side and an essence of the holy woman she used to be still remembered the healing spells she had known. She cast cura, stitching the skin and stopping the bleeding. She didn’t feel the need to resort to her final form but with a useless shoulder she may have had to. Fighting two enemies at once was clearly more demanding that she had expected it to be, especially since she was so used to slaughtering people who barely fought back. She was out of touch and what better way to shake of the rust than a demanding battle.
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Post by Bhatar on Jun 8, 2011 17:01:00 GMT -5
The reaction of the red haired woman was amusing. The barrage of red blades was amusing. Everything here was amusing. The bullets, the slices, the explosions. He swung once more horizontally, this time at the barrage of red blades, propelling a larger burst of his blade at them to pierce through them. After that, he easily parried the bullets shot at him from the woman by simply twirling his blade like a shield in front of him.
He sensed it before he felt it, the sense that he was being attacked. He turned and saw it, the girl charging at him, hands glowing. He also saw her giant ball coming down onto him from above. A small smile spread across his lips.
"How foolish."
He swung once, turning his blade from a horizontal strike to a vertical strike at the same time. The horizontal blade cut through the figure while his immediate attack upward would send the ball hurling away. However, much to his suprise, and amusement, a third attack followed. He swiped the first few orbs away easily, then the attacks started coming at the same time, and he was forced to dodge.
And dodge he did, left, right, forward, back, up, down. He dodged it all while moving forward. All while moving right in front of the white haired girl who roared like a demon.
"You interest me."
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Post by frostflare on Jun 8, 2011 17:21:54 GMT -5
Rosso noticed the white orbs almsot to late. She was so busy shooting bulltes at the defending foe's she nearly was hit. If not for a last minuite slash by her blade the balls around her would have struck her head on. She was fast enough to split the balls, but not fast enough to dodge the effects. The balls had split, and lots some of thier umph. Still some speckles of white flcikered against her body.
Pain followed the flecks. Much like embers touching skin, Rosso bit her lip as the white burned against her flesh and clothes. It was hot, searing hot, but almost soft. Not at all like real fire, the light simply flcikerd on her. Rosso bent down, Her body ached slighly. She looked up at the girl, who had yet to name herself. "You FLEA!" Rosso screamed loudly. She was obviosly angered. Her body was starting to glow faintly.
Rosso jumped into the sky. Her jump reached high, so high she almost looked like a spec to any onlookers. Then she spun her body so she faced down. She soon becane a projectile like descent. She began to glow faintly at first, and the more she spun. She began to spin, her whole body like a fan, her blade extended outward, and suddenly began to glow more. Before much could happen she was already a glowing Rosso meteor. She flew down to the earth, and smashed directly into the ground near Sephiroth and the girl.
Dust lashed upward, Energy whiped outward And rosso stood from the crater. Her eyes angry. She flung her body to the left and rushed, blade ready, directly aiming for the Girl. Her blade spun around in several slashes itnent on landing blows. She swung her blade sevearl times, and each time it began to glow more and more. "You flea...you dare attack Rosso!" She was screaming at this point!
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Post by Kupo on Jun 8, 2011 17:56:46 GMT -5
Her spiked ball had tumbled to the ground next to Sephiroth and now that he was moving towards her she knew her wall wouldn’t defend her from his attack. This would be a proper clash and there was no way she could re draw the ball and strike him before he reached her. She tugged at it anyway causing it to streak after him as he approached and dodged simultaneously. Rosso, it seemed, had struggled more with Ayda’s specialty spell and was now somewhat enraged. Yet there was no time to deal with her, what with Sephiroth’s imminent clash. He just wouldn’t shut up about how interested he was in this, in that, in her. As of yet Ayda had not uttered a single word, she had merely roared like the monster she had once been.
She prepared herself to meet the silver haired swordsman by stepping back with one foot to create a more solid stance, and raising the chain wrapped arm up over her chest, it would act as a buckler against any force her wall couldn’t withstand. It would be a moment of brief contact for if he remained before her for long her ball would catch up, but it would be powerful none the less. It seemed like those moments lasted minutes as she was pumped with adrenaline but when at last her clashed into her wall there was a shockwave released as it shattered. The hum of pyreflies as it collapsed rang for a second or two. She prepared to take the brunt of the attack on her make shift shield when the glowing red for of Rosso striking the ground next to them interrupted the whole thing. The first shockwave knocked away her breath and the second sent her flying, the ball arching in its course to follow. She crashed into a wall, causing it to crumble around her and stumbled out of the way as the spiked ball flew towards her. It knocked down what remained of the wall and dust rose around her.
So she had a little bite after all? Now her own curiosity was a little piqued. ”What is it you want? Why have you interrupted me on this day?” she asked in a voice of two tones. It was almost her original voice, pleasant and sweet but with a second voice under it, a deeper, evil voice. As she waited for an answer she was gathering pyreflies around her feet, drawing energy from them. Her next strike would be a real one. No more toying. Only the metal plate on her back had saved her spine from snapping like a twig under that impact, it was almost a close one. They wouldn’t get so lucky next time.
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Post by Bhatar on Jun 18, 2011 14:27:25 GMT -5
The impact the red-haired girl made in the ground was the only thing that had kept him from closing in on the white haired girl fully. It was somewhat annoying, but piqued his interest all the same. She might actually be a worthy fight. While the impact had stopped his advance, he did not go flying as the white-haired girl had. He instead stopped and braced himself against it.
The red-haired girl was in a rage, swinging and slashingly wildly. She was explicitly mad at the white-haired girl for successfully attacking her. How amusing. However, he felt the need to test these two's limits. How long could they fight before they fell?
”What is it you want? Why have you interrupted me on this day?” The white haired girl asked. The question was at himself and the red-haired girl, and he answered in a sure, calm tone. "To see how long I can cut you before you die." It was an honest answer, not hiding behind guile. He truly wanted to test the power of the beings in this realm.
And so, with those words spoken, he lifted Masamune in his left, gripped the hilt with his right hand as well, and launched himself at the red-haired girl, slashing a barrage at her as he approached. Each swing he made was enough to slice through a building, and each step he took fast enough to remove him from the human eye. Each strike was not to toy, but to kill. He would let the white-haired girl recover, as the damage dealt to her was not from him.
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Post by frostflare on Jun 19, 2011 2:03:04 GMT -5
Rosso had not been prepared at all for the sudden attack. She was preoccupied with the girl. She even laughed...or tried to. She was cut so very short by that failed thing known as Sephiroth. The first swift attack did not contact...Rosso had just barely dodged to the side. But the pressure of the blades swift cut made the air near her scream.
Rosso quickly tried to put of her defense. She was not about to let him slice her to bits! She pulled up her blade in naught but a moments blink. Before she could even raise it fully Sephiroth had launched yet another strong, and unreletless slice with his weapon. It Flung Rosso's blade to the side, and pushed her back a few inches. God he was strong! Rosso even dared smile.
This was fun! Rosso had enough space and time to raise a proper block. But that did not aid much more then she had hopped. Sephiroth was already swinging again and again. His blade made her blade shake, and with every attack it pushed her even further back. She was haveing difficulty with the blade. It was so strong. At some points he even was able to littlery tear chunks of material from her weapon. She did find a split openign where he slowed to attack. She automatically took that moment to generate space. Rosso knew to stay up close would mean her own failure. Better to create distance then death.
She took that second of time to try and backflip out of his range. She was pretty succesfull too, or rather would have been if not for his damned weapon. Its lenght was longer then her dodge radius. And the tip of it slashed her theigh. It left a long almsot unoticable gash up her leg. In fact it did not even bleed for a short time. She was able to take a few steps back. Even laugh for a mometn before the first dribble of blood apeparend on the cut's horizon.
The blood at first seemed minor. So minor Rosso even took her finger to it and wipped it up. "You actually made me bleed!" She was very shocked. "And more poor weapon!" She was even further angry. The leg's steady beading of red was fine at first. But quickly that little wound ended up to start a stream of blood. The blood even began to pool below her leg. "Ohh you incosidrate Fool!" She was even further angry. Her blood was boiling. He dared to even touch her! "You failed reject! Ill have your head for this. Im going to split you in half and bathe in your blood!" She was at this point even growling.
She took a step back and her back arched slightly. She drew herself inward. In one swift motion she threw her head up and arms out. Whilst in this motion she yelled but one word "Sephiroth!". The air around her seemed to thicken, and radiate red. In her sight the world shifted to a red tint, sephiroth was a glareing target. She even lifted her hand to the sky. Suddenly it began to glow with a crimson wrath and she slamed it down vertacally. A huge sickle-bladed shockwave slung forth at him. She had awakened her most loved mode. "I wonder if your blood feels colder then others....Im sure you scream better then weaklings!" She then flung two more sharp blades at him. This time one travaled along the ground vertacially, and another flew behind it horizontally threw the air. "Your going to die!" She screamed!
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Post by Kupo on Jun 20, 2011 6:49:18 GMT -5
“To see how long I can cut you before you die.”
Once, Ayda would have laughed at such a threat. She was very aware of how powerful she was and she had gauged him to be much stronger than her current form but still, what he had shown her so far paled in comparison with her aeon form. She was by no means under-estimating him, she considered it quite likely that he was not fighting at full strength either, but she doubted that he would be able to kill her. There was mocking flicker in her eyes but nothing more, she would not provoke him for now.
She gathered her strength from the pyreflies, their swirling colours reflecting in her eyes as they darted back and forth, observing the battle between the red haired woman and silver haired man. It was almost amusing to see how easily they had caused the woman to frenzy. She had also displayed some significant strength but if her temper flared this easily there was no way she could dream of taking out Ayda or Sephiroth. Her fight was bitter but she lacked composure. That said, it was something of a rarity for Ayda to remain so level headed for this period of time. Usually she flicked between, angry, vengeful, bored and regretful. Today she had started out vengeful, hence her attack on Luca and now that feeling had subsided somewhat there was still some anger but mostly she just wanted to fight. These two had caught her attention and she wanted to see them both crushed.
There was little to no doubt in her fragmented mind that Rosso would fall to her with relative ease if she went all out but Sephiroth was a different matter. Although she didn’t think he’d be able to kill her, she didn’t think she’d be able to kill him either. Yet, as she watched the conflict continue and Rosso take a wound to her leg her lack of composure gave Ayda an idea. Rosso, yelled and launched her attacks at Sephiroth and in the time since Ayda had been knocked back she had focussed solely on him. Even when Ayda had addressed them both, only the ex-SOLDIER had responded. Rosso, it seemed, knew who he was and was intent on taking him down. Ayda saw in this an opportunity. Leave Rosso alone, let her focus on Sephiroth and do the same. Only push at Sephiroth and his demise was more likely. Then she could focus on crushing this red insect in her own time.
Gathering up the strength from the pyreflies caused her to begin to glow a little. With a large circular motion from her arms she whipped the ball up into the air and shortened the length of chain. Keeping it spinning by her side she launched herself from her position, closing the distance between her target in an instant with a slight shock wave. She stopped out of reach of his blade but released the ball in a tight arch to come crashing down on him. Allowing more chain to fall loose so she did not disrupt her strike she moved quickly again, this time moving in close to roundhouse kick him in the back of the head. She was poised to move back again in an instant. In life Ayda had been known for her agility and was a Blitzball star. That agility still served her well it seemed and moving in for a strike and retreating would take all of that skill to pull off without being wounded as Rosso had only moments before.
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Post by Bhatar on Jun 20, 2011 17:37:19 GMT -5
A small smile crossed his lips at the threat the red-haired girl threw at him. He stood there as the blades hurtled at him and instead decided to match her attacks. Launching a beam of his own for each she threw at him.
Then he felt something else coming. He could not say for certain what was coming behind him, but he knew that it came intending to kill. He kept his smile, despite the circumstance, as he heard the white-haired girl close in on him. He locked his senses on her, whirling and ducking down slightly as the air hissed from a barely dodge blow.
And how could he miss the chance? She had decided to retreat, so he merely launched himself forward after her, launching serveral stabs with Masamune at her. Much to his suprise, he heard a sound behind him, that of something blunt crashing into the ground, then he noticed the chain. He pressed his assault on the White-haired girl, continuing to launch a barrage of stabs. After the barrage, he put distance between them, giving him room against the red-haired and white-haired girl. It wasn't because he needed to rest -he could've kept at that pace for hours-, but he figured the two would prove more of a challenge if he gave them room to prepare. His arrogant smile kept on his lips as he watched them both.
"Consider this my gift."
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Post by frostflare on Jun 20, 2011 18:11:37 GMT -5
Sephiroth actually dared to fight back against Rosso. He had used his own attack that generated blades of energy to meet with her schockwaves. The blades of energy were strong, but so were her shcokwaves. Although her skill was weaker, it at this point was strong enough to put a dent in the blades...In fact they split them in half and made them weaken. Rosso laughed at this. By the time the blades reached her she cut eachone from the air with her weapon. One blade though passed through her defenesed and cut her arm. It proceded with a sharp pain, and a trickle of blood. She could nto help but smile. "Oh Failure...thats twice now!" She growled and bent down. "Sephiroth..." she began "...I will tear you limb from limb!" she yelled and suddenly near her several clones of her took shape. She watched the man slice about the girl. She would soon be destroyed if she did not get away. The shear amount of speed Sephiroth was useing backed by his deadly weapon was not comforting. Rosso had been in that positions moments before, it was not going to be easy to get out of. But then she saw a moment of time. To attack. The moment Sephiroth backed off. She rushed foward her body simply teleporting to be near him. Her clones did similar. She was on target. "Sephiroth! Enjoy being destroyed!" She met up next to him. Her blade swung with a certain finese of speed, and so did her clones. Each one in toe began a flurry of attacks on the man. The clones died very quickly during the asualt..naturaly they were just speed-clones..so they were not very long-lived. She spun her blade over her head and in the time she began to spin her blade all around her body. She became a whirlwind of blades, her own weapon sliceign hte air around her. This cyclone attack was only made deadlier by herself pulling the triger on her blade. Bullets fired off in every, her blade spin with a crimson glow, and Rosso herself was laughing histaricly. Her eyes were gleaming, and her voice was howling. "Bleed for me sephiroth! Bleed!" She howled. When she stoped spining she leaned down to take a breath. Dust and dirt were spun in the air around her, ruins of buildings that were belted with bullets layed around her. Rosso growled as she waited for the dust to settle "Dirtly blood is better then no blood!" she laughed. Her leg was getting sore though, and her arm began to bleed more....Was he dead....
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