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Northern Invasion

She'd have to pick one, since there were two. Charisse's eyes darted from one beast to the other, shifting her bow with strained arms to the left and to the right.

Eventually, she picked whichever one was closest to the gross looking green monster thing.

Mia, do you think you can redirect the other one? I can only shoot one arrow at a time after all.

Speaking of, she released the arrow she had been storing, visibly launching her body back a few inches. The arrow spiraled out with green energy, heading straight for the open and exposed warhead of the beast closest to the newcomer.

20 Dexterity! Flub The Reflex Save.

Giving a cheerful grin, Falken looked quite pleased that he'd managaed to achieve something in this fight, that smirk sort of faded when that powerful haymaker barely grazed past his face.

"C'mon, you're gonna need to be faster than tha-"

His taunt ended up getting cut short as Fool's rather heavy guitar swung down at his skull and while he'd managed to avoid ruining his hair or having a flat head, his shoulder took most of the blunt impact.

...It hurt like hell, to put it simply, as he twisted his body out of the way. His left arm was limp and bleeding from the shoulder, either dislocated, fractured or broken. Of course, with the REAL Fool that close and still having two rather powerful weapons...

A quick rising knee to Fool's 'weak-spot' would probably solve the problem and if THAT worked, knocking the Arcana warrior to the ground for a literal curbstomping would definitely follow.

Northern Invasion: The Fuck Is That?

"Got it Alfred, I'm on my way.", Stormer replied to his team leader as he began running towards the rendezvous point. As he moved, he could see the oncoming hordes from both the north and south, and got a whiff of that rotting smell. "What is that horrible smell? Smells like...rotting everything.", he said as he moved onward.

Arcana

"Hmm...impressive.", Tower said as he watched his missiles collide and explode with Imuka's. He began moving as quickly as he could towards the cyborg fox Faunus, with his blade dragging right behind him and his eyes glowing underneath his helmet...

Jack stared at the window blankly, his mind still buzzing. He was trying to prove to himself that he wasn't useless, that he had done something. What?

He took a girl's life, he sighed. No matter how many times he told himself that was a mercy killing...

"If you don't like the way it is, just leave." he quietly repeated Hope's words. Part of him wondered if Urujauni had been like this before she left. And where did she end up? With Arcana. Cunt.

But if he left, what would he do?

edited 16th Sep '15 10:22:58 PM by TroyandHawk

VS Arcana

Remus charged to Tower's side and slashed towards him with Volsung, stopping his advance towards Imca. "If you wanna fight a long range fighter, why not pick on me, eh?" Remus said with a small grin.

Firebird

Medus shrugged. "Just focus on hitting the damn thing. I'll get your ammo." He said before zipping back and forth across the front of the tree line for a moment. A few seconds later ten trees fell on their sides. "C'mon, it won't leave Pius alone all day."

Firebird

Seeing its labored movements, Pius moved up to try to get more blasts of ice on its wings.

You're not getting away from us now! He volleyed attack after attack against the Grimm, trying to bring it down.

Yun kept firing, shooting down whatever ice chunks the Frost bird sent their way.

Birds

Rufus achingly got up from the ground. I need a jetpack.

He turned to his teammates, "Guys, I need a jetpack."

He shot off a message on his scroll, Pius, I need a jetpack.

He turned back towards the exploding flames, "I think he's too busy to give me a piggy back ride. Oh well."

He turned back to his teammates, "With or without my bloody handicap, I'd say these things needed to be grounded." He looked at Sylvia, eyeballing her wings, muttering to himself, back to his scroll, "Okay... Yunn, what say you? Think you can hit specific feathers to clip these bastards?"

Yun's cybernetic eye glowed, and he nodded. "Just tell me which feather, Boss-man."

Arcana

Lucas's ears were still ringing. He hadn’t realized what Imuka thrown until it had went off, meaning that the loud blast did little good for his semblance-enhanced hearing. Still, he could still perceive auras, meaning he wasn’t entirely unaware what was going on. He saw Remus and Imuka taking on Tower, as well as Falken handling himself against Fool.

He also noticed the two bombs thrown at the group by Star. He quickly grabbed an arrow and fired at one of the bombs – the incendiary one, coincidentally enough – in an attempt to get it to set off well before it can get a chance to hit the ground. He fired another arrow shortly afterwards, at the other bomb.

Not trying to autohit, just trying to list out what he’s doing.

Birds'

It keeps flying higher. Let's see if I can stop that.

Silvia changed the direction of the winds attempting to slow the Grimm down.

Ayers hunched forwards inside the airship, wrists on his knees. He clicked his fingers in and out of position nervously, staring at... nothing...?

He shifted over to Rheia; mind frazzled, both from actual mindfuckery and his own emotional state, he felt himself tunnel-vision in on her. Weird, mainly since he couldn't actually tell who else was on the airship right now because of it.

"Hey. Rheia. We don't talk much, but y'all git, like, feelings 'n'shit, right?" He began, a little tersely at first. He swerved his head around. "Hope, gitcher ass over here too. Because. Uh. I think I wanna break up with Jack. Thing is, we got a bit of a complicamation: I done gave him that there robot arm he's got..." He clicked his fingers back and forth rapidly. "I kinda wanna take it back, as like a huge fuck you to'im, but, like..." He sluggishly moved his view out to the window. "That goin' too far? Like, even fer me?"

"Aim for its ass," Rufus said to Yun, leaning to one side as a chunk of ice passed by him, Aspernor angled and Juggernaut active to knock it to one side while his feet dug into the ground, "Hit the tail feather, deny it its maneuverability."

Yun nodded and began lining his sights with the target. "Sylvia, Aim for the tail feathers if you can." He said, shortly before firing at the Frost bird's rear.

edited 16th Sep '15 10:11:13 PM by svenorzokarkoff

Northern Invasion

Raising an eyebrow at the sight of the perculiar creature waddling towards him, Glen loaded a fresh belt into Tàrnach and barked <"FIRE ON THAT FOUL BEAST!"> to the gunners on the walls before opening fire with Tàrnach's gatling gun.

"Hm?" For her part, Hope was spending her travel back home staring at the window and looking solemn. When Ayers spoke up she moved around and wheeled over to him and Rheia.

"...if you wanna break up with him, neither of us can really help you on that." She replied quietly so that the subject of their discussion doesn't hear 'em.

...honestly, I keep forgetting you're even together.

...once we're home I have to call Sophie.

Her brows furrowed when he suggested his revenge though. "Please don't." Hope shook her head in response. "However angry you might be at him, that's only gonna make things worse."

"...once we're back in Beacon, talk to him after a while. Settle this peacefully."

Airship

Rheia looked over to Ayers for a moment. Any distraction was something she was grateful for. But... Ayers and Jack were in a relationship?

That she hadn't expected. Not that it was unpleasant, it was simply a rather out-of-left-field fact. What was even more surprising was that this news had been broken to her because Ayers wanted to break up. She raised an eyebrow for a moment, entirely unable to help herself.

Then Hope wheeled up and told him what's what. Rheia took a moment to collect her thoughts.

"I'm with Hope on this one. If you're going to break up you have to talk to him. Don't burn bridges. Especially not here, because that burned bridge might kill you when you try to get back across it some day, you know?"

Triple Bird Strike

Alexia suddenly paused, looking at the bird and Pius in the sky. "Wait, look. It's not attacking at all."

Sure enough, the bird had turned away from Pius and was laboriously making it's way away from the Hunters. Retreating.

"Well...that's a bit of luck, isn't it?" the princess said hesitantly.

"Umm...this is a scouting mission. Our objective was to observe and investigate. We don't have to go after it."

Meanwhile, Sylvia's Semblance managed to tag the frost bird, slowing it enough that Yun managed to hit its tail, the surprise and the weird wind making it take a dive.

The Thunder bird? That one flew away, ignoring its fallen brother.

Northern Invasion

My Semblance is gravity, hon. I can only do up or down. chided Mia. I'll see what I can do.

When one of the tank monsters fired its missile...Mia used her Semblance to make it go straight down, landing next to the thing's threads.

Booom.

Okay, that worked. Mia sounded downright smug.

The highlanders didn't need to be told twice, they were peppering the green thing with machinegun fire...and amazingly, the bullets were bouncing off its rotund belly.

It laughed, disturbingly human in sound...then barfed.

A green, slimy fluid that spread far and everyone it touched began to sizzle and burn.

Who saw this coming?

The Fool grinned in triumph, raising his bladed guitar, ready to chop Falken's head off...

Then he got groin-attacked. The Fool winced and staggered away from Falken, but his armor protected him from the worst...

And then.

Blood.

The Fool screamed. A thick, sharp, black tentacle right through his chest.

....What?

Bloody Murder.

Wincing and getting ready to deliver more of a stomping, the air-head was stopped in his tracks by that pathetic scream and piercing tentacle through Fool's chest. Understandably, Falken looked confused as to what the hell was going on and unsure whether to attack while he had this advantage or hold off in case it was a trap.

Either way, the focused falcon faunus figured it'd be best to keep an eye on Fool, getting ready to attack if he somehow recovered from that sharp tentacle wound to the upper body.

Becky, no!

Lucas froze as he noticed the tentacle stabbed Fool. He knew exactly who did that, almost being on the wrong end of it himself.

"...Becky?" Lucas said. "Why did you do that?"

Star

He huffed in irritation, seeing his grenades having no real effect - and being shot down by a blind guy, to add insult to injury - and decided to play it safer for now. He backed a bit, reloading the launcher...

And then Fool got tentacled through his chest. Before Star could process what exactly happened, the blind guy gave the situation away.

...Mari's kid sister. He never liked her. She seemed a bit fishy to him, but he assumed it's just his prejudice and she isn't actually of any threat or notice. The situation has changed.

He snapped back where the tentacle came from, trying to identify where did the little murderous traitor has hidden herself.

Northern Invasion

And now that thing was puking acid! Thankfully, Ai couldn't smell that through her gas mask. She didn't envy everyone else who had to put up with the revolting odor.

"Oh, gross! Is that you, Professor Port?" Ai said. She giggled. "Naw, that's mean. Port doesn't puke acid, just stories."

Ai rushed forward into a Beowolf and delivered a high kick, driving the blade at the tip of her boot into its jaw. She wrenched her leg free, letting the Beowolf hit the floor, and stepped over its fading corpse to regroup with her other team members well away from the acid puddle.

edited 17th Sep '15 9:08:08 AM by opnerf

"So no crippling'im, then." Ayers said. He slumped back some more. "It wuzn't really a gud ideer in the first place. Like, five-minute rebound. Not the best move."

Airship

As Rheia felt the gentle shock of the aircraft landing, she thought for another moment on how to respond to Ayers. "Well... you could look at it a different way. You gave him that arm, right? Well... it'll be a permanent reminder of you. And of whatever he did with you to make you consider breaking up. One he needs for his quality of life, and one he won't be able to forsake for a very long time."