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destinystrings2014-02-05 12:00 am
swordsaintseta) wrote in destinystrings2014-02-05 12:00 am
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Reveal the Never Found Now
Who: Soujirou Seta, OPEN
Where: Libra Ward
When: February 4th, the 13th Hour
Summary: Another world to get used to- better train!
Warnings: N/A
It only made sense to him that if he was expected to fight and protect others in this city, then he had better figure out if there were any differences in doing battle here. The most obvious way to go about it was to experience it firsthand, even though he was sure that his guild members would have objected to his doing so alone.
Still, Soujirou wouldn't be able to deny the slight thrill he felt in preparing to venture out at night. Even though he probably appeared oddly dressed in his full battle equipment, he was comfortable in it, as he felt a Level 90 Samurai should be. He had no problems walking around like this, especially given that Adventurers already had a much better stamina than they would have had in the Old World.
He wasn't even sure he'd find anything around this Ward, and it wasn't as though the guide that Kotoha had shown him had said much about demons other than that they were around this mysterious "13th Hour." He doubted they had particular respawn points...
Pausing, Soujirou had to laugh at himself as he realized he was slipping into game-thinking again. He tapped a knuckle against his head with a sigh. "I guess even with the surroundings being so different, I still can't help but think I'm in a game," he said to himself, glancing down at his gear with a muted smile.
Not a second later, the easy expression had faded as he tensed, his hand slipping to one of the two katana sheathed at either side of his waist. Was that a noise, just now? The skies had long since turned that strange if not disturbing shade of red. At the very least, the samurai knew he wasn't the only one out here.
Where: Libra Ward
When: February 4th, the 13th Hour
Summary: Another world to get used to- better train!
Warnings: N/A
It only made sense to him that if he was expected to fight and protect others in this city, then he had better figure out if there were any differences in doing battle here. The most obvious way to go about it was to experience it firsthand, even though he was sure that his guild members would have objected to his doing so alone.
Still, Soujirou wouldn't be able to deny the slight thrill he felt in preparing to venture out at night. Even though he probably appeared oddly dressed in his full battle equipment, he was comfortable in it, as he felt a Level 90 Samurai should be. He had no problems walking around like this, especially given that Adventurers already had a much better stamina than they would have had in the Old World.
He wasn't even sure he'd find anything around this Ward, and it wasn't as though the guide that Kotoha had shown him had said much about demons other than that they were around this mysterious "13th Hour." He doubted they had particular respawn points...
Pausing, Soujirou had to laugh at himself as he realized he was slipping into game-thinking again. He tapped a knuckle against his head with a sigh. "I guess even with the surroundings being so different, I still can't help but think I'm in a game," he said to himself, glancing down at his gear with a muted smile.
Not a second later, the easy expression had faded as he tensed, his hand slipping to one of the two katana sheathed at either side of his waist. Was that a noise, just now? The skies had long since turned that strange if not disturbing shade of red. At the very least, the samurai knew he wasn't the only one out here.
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"You eat these too?" He glances briefly in Desco's direction as she munches, his blade colliding with a blaster to keep it from aiming properly.
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"Yes! It is a necessary nutritional supplement Desco needs to manufacture her mini-Desco Decoys!"
By way of explanation, one of her secondary tentacles bulges and throws up a miniature version of her secondary, tentacle-based body.
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"Oh! That's useful!" he pipes, pausing after a sword thrust to see the duplicate being formed. He plants his foot against the Hunter he'd impaled, shoving it back as he yanks his blade away.
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The Decoy floats leisurely over to another Hunter, latching onto its face before detonating.
"Plus they explode!"
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Desco's Decoy explodes just as Soujirou brings his sword down upon the other Hunter. He turns back towards the little demonness as the two halves collapse, flashing a thumb's up at her. "Nice!"
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Her primary tentacles make gulping sounds as they finish chewing on the robot. She grins in response to the compliment.
"Of course!"
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"YOG-SOTHOTH!"
...well. That was certainly...Desco becoming some sort of monstrous, Godzilla-scale starspawn and raining down unholy destruction on all those robots, yes.
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Soujirou shields his eyes from the brilliant blast that follows, rather glad that he's not the unfortunate target. He's sure that even a city Guard could have been taken down by that attack.
It's cleared the remaining Hunters, that's for sure. Once confirming this, the samurai sheathes his blade, glancing at Desco as he applauds.
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"Your adulation is gladly received, Soujirou!"
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