Conquestum Paradisi

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Conquestum Paradisi

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What: Closing Arena Ceremonies, Part 2
Where: Aries Arena & Televised
Summary: 1/24/10AC
Warnings: This could get serious...but who knows.

Finally it was time for the mayor, Kazuki Sakahagi, to speak up. Not even an thirty minutes left to the celebrations, but seeing him go appeared to be lighting up a spark in the citizens. It wasn't too hard to see why; his enthusiastic grin and way of walking could easily melt anyone's worry away.

He walked to the center stage as cheering broke out, two men in black and Junko Tanako behind him.

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[camoflage]

"Traitor? That's a bit harsh, isn't it?"

The majyyks show was certainly a sight to behold, and Spades glided along Hitsuji's magic to avoid the shells, though they did seem to at least snag the edge of his jacket. Such a sight, that Spades couldn't resist a laugh, and his malevolent chuckling echoed in the area as he brought a lighter out to ignite the fuse.

"I guess we are a bit harsh though." And he extinguished the lighter's flame, stashed it back in his pocket, and tossed the bomb at Loken just a few seconds before it exploded.

There was certainly no kill like overkill, in his opinion.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=xcIcR7j85Iw#t=102s always getting zapped

[greyerrant]

The wands punch into his armor, and do a pretty good job of arcing electricity through him, causing his skin and muscle to burn and blacken inside the war-plate. But... even as burned and mauled as he is, he is still on his knees, still up, when the bomb lands at his feet. The blast wave hits him with a wall of white light, and his massive form tumbles end over end, a half ton of flesh, metal, and ceramic armor, gouting blood as he flies...

And the frightening part? Even this is hardly unusual to him, his hands still clutching his weapons tightly as he smashes through part of the arena into a bloody crater, armor fragments lying around him, smoke rising from his vox-emitter and the puncture wounds in the back of his armor.

[hinoto_npcs]

Hitsuji floats Spades down next to her, evaluating the explosion with an approving eye.

"Well, I think that certainly handles that, don't you think?"

Any more and they'd probably kill him, and they certainly weren't supposed to do that. If he were to, say, die from the results of their fighting, then too bad. These things do happen~

loken your life tho

[camoflage]

"I'm amazed he still has the balls to keep his grip!" He says with another chuckle of amusement, as he finally replants his feet on the ground.

"Yeah, guess you're right. If he gets up after this I'll be impressed, but I guess then we'll just have to take a few more extreme measures if he does."

You can just tell he's smirking under the fabric, as he takes a moment to evaluate their work before making a move to leave, motioning for Hitsuji to follow.

[greyerrant]

Loken doesn't stand for a few moments. Just lying there, clearly trying to let his enhanced biology knit enough of his flesh and bone back together to stand and fight some more. But someone else arrives to shoulder the burden. An old friend. An old ghost?

"No...."

Garviel's voice crackles from his helm, denying the sea-green armored figure that stands beside him, and kneels, taking something from his belt. A familiar face smiles down at Garviel, someone long lost, over a year dead. http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs43/f/2009/075/7/f/Tarik_Torgaddon_by_DeadXCross.jpg He's grinning, as if mocking Garviel for falling on his arse. He turns, and bowls something circular at Spades. A krak grenade!

★ Mutation Skill Krak Grenade: Inflicts a medium amount of Fire Damage, knocks the enemy into the down status for one turn.

If it manages to strike and knock spades down, he's going for Hitsuji. But strangely, not to kill. No, if that first attack by his ghostly persona hits, Garviel's intent is to bear her down and take a prisoner.

[hinoto_npcs]

In a blink of an eye Hitsuji stands between Spades and the grenade, appearing as though she intended to take the full damage of the blow instead of her partner.




...However, as soon as the grenade explodes, the fire absorbs straight into her skin, adding a pleasant and healthy glow, and she doesn't waver even slightly at what was supposed to knock her down. And she laughs at him, one hand extended out as if begging him to stop.

"Oh my god, it never gets old!!"

[camoflage]

"--You still up?"

Spades didn't even flinch when the grenade was thrown; he had his hand up as if he had plans to catch the grenade, but Hitsuji went ahead and absorbed it herself.

Oh, you silly pyros.

"Points for effort I suppose?" He said to Hitsuji, unfurling his fist and giving an almost half shrug.

Obviously this guy wasn't done though, so he teleported away and appeared on Loken's opposite side, his saber drawn. He pointed his sword down and thrust it forward, with the intention of slipping it into a space in his armor and slide the blade right into Loken's abdomen.

[greyerrant]

Garviel is stabbed, and for a moment, the giant warrior seems to have been stopped cold. Body going rigid, blood streaming down his armor and his bolter falling from his hand. But then the reason for the rigidity becomes apparent, and it isn't rigor mortis. The blade has punched through his rib plates (He doesn't have a ribcage!) http://warhammer40k.wikia.com/wiki/Ossmodula. He appears to be trying to trap the weapon, and thus the wielder, with the rigidity of his own body.

Then, with the transhuman speed that even now has not left them, impelled by rage at the witch kin, he will reach out with his open left hand to snatch at the saber, trying to grab it and hold it fast. If he can manage that, his right arm will sweep around with the chainsword, and expose Spades to the churning, killing edge of his chainsword with a midsection-ripping lash.

Loken is undoubtedly taking a massive amount of punishment from the Anoli, multiple systems cut, burned, smashed, and now impaled. But he's taken worse. He was made for this, and his own unyielding will helps keep him standing.

Checked if it was okay to hop in, got Garviel's okay. Lemme know if it's not cool.

[photonicfighter]

The arena was chaos, fleeing civilians and fighting everywhere, and Dakki barely knew what to make of it. She was determined to be of help, to assist whoever needed assisting or thwart whoever needed thwarting, but the crowd's panic (and her starting position from waaaaay back in the cheap seats) had been holding her back.

And then came that brilliant multicolored light, and it drew her eyes to the hulking armored figure. And it was one that she'd recognize anywhere. Garviel? Garviel was here? Really? Truly? She knew the space marine from her own little simulated world, and to see him here in the midst of this made her feel hope that all would be well and resolved. Garviel Loken was unstoppable.

...that hope ended quite abruptly when it became plain that they were kicking the shit out of the unstoppable space marine. Which shook her of her astonished paralysis and had her shoving her way through the crowd. Her photon saber was dismissed to nano-storage, disappearing in a blue flash, and a pair of high-tech handguns were withdrawn to replace them. Quarters were too close. A bystander could be hurt on the way over, if she were swinging that thing around. And she still had some ground to clear before she'd be near enough to engage the figures attacking Loken.

It was in the lower section? Fine with her. She'd jump from the upper section where she had been, flip, and open fire on the girl as she descended, showering her with Light-infused photonic bullets. Her line shield and armor ought to soften her eventual landing.

[hinoto_npcs]

One bullet manages to graze across Hitsuji's arm before she realizes what's going on, and she quickly rips up chunks of earth with her telekinesis to not only block the bullets, but send the concrete flying towards Dakki.

"--Are you kidding me?"

Not only was Garviel still standing somehow, but now he had backup? Ugh. They had better things to do then play around for so long. Friggin' heroes and their savior complexes-- wasn't like they were gonna kill him anyways.

[camoflage]

Admittedly, Spades didn't see that coming-- he scoffed slightly as he noticed the rigidity spreading. He wasn't exactly attached to the sword, so he immediately let go, and teleported away from Loken when he makes a grab for the sword.

"Fine, you can have it!" He stated as he reappeared, another bomb held in his hand that he was ready to light.

Before he did though, his head jerked towards the new bullet rain. Alright, fine, he can work with this!

Instead of lighting the explosive, he teleported out of sight once again, reappearing behind Dakki. He swung his leg around and kicked her between the shoulder blades, directing her right towards the oncoming concrete.

[greyerrant]

Loken limps towards Hitsuji, and he takes a two-handed grip on the chainsword, swinging it down towards her like an executioner's axe, so much for behind it that even if it hits he'll fall to his knees. That or he's just that exhausted from the beatings and blood loss.

[photonicfighter]

Flying concrete? Oh. That wasn't expected. But Dakki was prepared to deal with this. She began the motions to twist herself so her feet would plant on one of the larger chunks so she could possibly spring away and make a dignified landing... and then she was being kicked right between the shoulder blades. Spades would see a flash of yellow light, and feel as though his foot had impacted against something softer and less substantial than the armor that Dakki was wearing, but it would have the effect that he wanted. It sent her plowing into all that flung concrete, where she impacted with an audible crunch.

Concrete is totally a ground-based attack. Lightning photons suck at fending those off, and as those are what her armor is powered by.... well.

There's another, less impressive clatter-crunch as Dakki hits the ground. And several seconds of delay as she plants a hand and pushes herself into an unsteady kneeling crouch. Damage warning messages were blaring in her head, but she was determined to ignore them. No major systems were offline, she was fine, just fine, and... and where was Garviel? Lurching madly forwards, trailing blood, swinging that chainsword of his?

She planted a foot and attempted to stand, one hand rising to fire a few more photonic bullets at Hitsuji. Every little bit might help?