destinystrings | Conquestum Paradisi

Anant was suddenly tossed to the side, but they quickly caught themselves, energy crackling along their body as they dispelled whatever had hold of them. They swatted at the air with an animalistic growl, turning to focus eerily on Hitsuji, eyes burning like coals.

Thankfully Hitsuji was saved from being Anant's new target by twin shots sounding out. They lashed out in blurring motions, swatting aside the bullets - and sending one ricocheting towards Hitsuji.

"..."

In a burst of energy Dionysus was summoned, and almost immediately fire and lightning was send crashing erratically around the battlefield. It didn't matter if the attacks hit or not, but it sent debris and dust flying everywhere, obscuring vision as Anant darted towards Spades again.

Eyes widening, she dodges to the side to avoid the incoming projectile, and hisses as it manages to slice along her upper arm. The blood only trickles for a moment, a much different shade of red than one would expect from a human, before one of the raging fires from Dionysus' attack washes over Hitsuji and starts stitching the wound back up. Thanks, bro!

Shielding her eyes from the dust, she flies up into the air, eyes darting around to try and locate where Anant and Spades had gone. Goddamnit, where were they? They just haaaad to fight against the weird guy with the acid hands and the temper problems...

Edited 2013-01-26 01:13 (UTC)

"Whoah--!"

Hm, he didn't expect any of them to be smart enough to obscure their view, but he was pretty sure that was an accident instead of deliberate.

When the fire and lightning started firing, Spades was teleporting around before any of the sparks or flames touched him. He wasn't dumb enough to stay in the dust cloud, and teleported to one of the beams above. He moved the balaclava up above his mouth to allow him to whistle, alerting Hitsuji to his position, and quickly pulled the material back down again as he tucked the gun back into his coat. Instead, he flicked his wrists and brought two throwing knives to his hands, sending both of them flying towards the rampaging crazy below.

Anant was getting more and more wound up from the flashes of fire and lightning thundering around the area, and he craned his neck around when the dustcloud flew up, able to track his two opponent's movements by the fluttering of their auras. Which one, though...? Both were equally dangerous, although Anant was beginning to feel hot and strange towards the one with the gun. Was that anger - or merely feeling anger of everyone surrounding them? They weren't sure, all the emotion was buzzing in their head like one giant wave, making them dizzy and confused.

Anant whined and dug their claws into the bullet wound on their thigh, trying to take out the shrapnel to no avail. It wouldn't come out-

There was a whistling noise and Anant snapped their head up only to feel something crack against their mask with enough force to send them staggering back. Anant felt the mask slip, and the magic gauntlets were immediately gone, a panicked cry slipping from them as they frantically lifted their hands up to keep the mask in place.

Hitsuji immediately dives down next to Spades, quietly thanking the powers that be she was wearing pants today instead of a skirt, and observes Anant's reaction with keen interest.

"His mask. He's freaking out because you nicked his mask." She snorts a little, crouching down to stare more. "He doesn't even have his weapons up anymore. Maybe he's powerless without it?"

Anant's latest freak-out definitely caught his attention, his eyes narrowing on the slip. It, wasn't what Spades had been aiming for, but hey! He'll take it!

"That, or he's got his own issues relatin' to it. Either way, I think we found our sweet spot. Cover me, alright?"

Spade stood up and jumped off the beam, teleporting a few seconds before he hit the ground. When he reappeared, he was right in front of Anant's face, swinging his leg around to knock the side of their face with all the momentum of a moving body falling from the ceiling. With enough luck, the shock would be enough to make them lose their grip and knock the mask away...!

Spade's calculations proved to be true. As soon as the heel of his foot smashed into the side of Anant's head, the deluded god stumbled to the side, their hand slipping and-

The mask flew off from the force of the momentum, landing on the floor with an unhealthy sounding crack and skittering across the floor - only to be swallowed up in the cloudy debris still settling across the floor of the battlefield. It was gone, probably for a while, and Anant stood in a half bent state

wh

where was

Anant let out a distressed noise, their hands pressing against their bare face as they suddenly crouched down, ignoring Spades entirely as they panicked. Where was their mask? They couldn't - peeking between fingers, Anant couldn't see it in their immediate vicinity. Where was it? Where was it?!

The man-

He took it!

Anant dug their fingers into their hair, breathing coming out short and sharp as they rocked back and forth on the balls of their feet, letting out a low, agitated humming noise, as if trying to calm themselves.

"You- you took it's gone you- you took it. You. TOok. tOoK. givE iT baCk."

Anant stilled, and above them their Persona was still as well, almost eerily so. Slowly their head tilted up slightly, staring at Spades from beneath their fingers with blazing, yellow eyes. The voice that came from Anant was like the rumble of the earth.

"GiVe IT bAcK tO mE!" They roared, and lunged forwards with inhuman speed, the claws manifesting and visibly crackling with raw energy as they swung towards Spades, Dionysus renewing its electrical flame attack on the surrounding area.

Oh. Shit.

Hitsuji quickly jumps down from their vantage point, grabbing a hold of Anant with her magic and flicking her hand back and forth, trying to smash the man into the concrete repeatedly for lack of a better idea at the moment. This was certainly not the result she was hoping from knocking the guys mask off, but hey! They had backup if they needed it (but god she did not want to call it in no no no no) and they hadn't had too big of a challenge so far. Spades was strong and fast and cool, so there was no way this guy would give them too much trouble after they adjusted to his style...

Yeah.

Spades landed on his knee a foot away, and for a moment he just watches Anant's burgeoning freak out. When Anant accused him of having it though-- he half though about going over and picking up the mask, but it didn't really have any value to him.

"Whoah--!" And then the weird lightning flames started up again Spades teleported away and back up to the beam when Hitsuji trapped them in her magic.

Well they were basically going for broke-- and Spades couldn't resist a slightly psychotic sounding chuckle of delight as he watched Anant's freakout.

"I knew you were touched in the head," he commented, firing three more shot from the gun into the mad chaos that was Anant moving anywhere.

It felt like something hooked the back of Anant's coat, yanking them back and smashing them against the pavement hard enough to crack the floor. Anant snarled and visible energy crackled around them, dispelling the magic before it could smash them a second time into the floor, lurching to their feet.

Eerily, despite obviously being beyond furious, their expression was utterly calm. No snarling, no furrowed brow or wrinkled nose. Just calm as if they were sitting on a bench on a peaceful day.

Although the animalistic growl rumbling in their throat sort of ruined that serene expression.

They twitched at the noise of gunfire, but swatted the bullets aside with ease. Their gaze was no longer focused on Spades, however. Instead they were staring directly at Hitsuji, who was now well in the thick of battle. Well within arm's reach if Anant was quick enough. She kept disrupting their balance with that hold she had-

get rid of her

Dionysus slammed a fireball right beside Anant, sending a cloud of debris and shielding them from view - only for Anant to burst from the cloud at Hitsuji, claws already swinging to rip through the woman's stomach.

Oh, well that certainly wasn't good.

She takes in a quick and sharp breath, trying to keep herself from letting out the small yelp of surprise that was threatening to slip-- it was hardly professional for a terrorist, even if she was only a 15 year old girl. She quickly pulls up a large chunk of concrete from the ground to try and block Anant from reaching her with his claws, or at least give her a nice momentary distraction. Hitsuji takes back up into the air at an alarmed haste, hoping to avoid any shrapnel when Anant inevitably shreds the concrete to pieces. At a safer distance upwards, she begins shooting her majyyks rapidly at Anant, hoping at least something would connect and start getting them hurt.

He'd had to deal with worse before, but ask Spades and he'd rather not be dealing with complete magical psychopaths on a rampage.

He teleported off the beam and appeared right above Anant with his saber in hand, and the blade down. He drove the sword down to aim right for Anant's back-- he was still mindful not to stab into the spine, but he figured a situation like this would probably require a bit more ferocity than their previous non-lethal disposals.

Anant did indeed shred that concrete to pieces - into thick, half melted chunks that crashed to the ground when Anant successfully tore through it. They looked about themselves, obviously confused at his opponent's disappearance - only to half turn when Spades teleported and-

The blade rammed right into Anant's back with the noise of tearing muscle and squelching blood. The deluded god staggered from the force of it, and tried to twist and swat at Spades, but the angle made them miss.

"Urk..."

Blood gurgled in their throat, spilling out of their mouth, but they didn't collapse or howl or scream. No, instead, they stilled, a harsh noise escaping them and-

If Spades is still gripping that sword, he's going to get several thousand volts surging through his body.

Quickly Hitsuji levitates up small pieces of wood that had broken from collapsed pillars nearby (likely her alternate selves' work during the chaos causing portion of the evening), and thrusts her hand out, aiming the pieces towards Anant's legs to try and collapse them to their knees.

Eyes widening, a thought occurs to her that she can't believe she didn't think of before; she didn't need to call in her caretaker if things got worse with this guy.

She could just call in herself.

Spades seemed to be making good progress, though, so likely it wouldn't be an issue. But it definitely relieved some stress from her shoulders to know that she didn't have to stoop to that level during her first night out in a large fight-- what would it have said about her training? It was bad enough that she was getting a little freaked out fighting a guy like this to begin with. Ugh.

"--!"

It didn't take long for him to realize there was something crackling on the surface, and almost fumbled when the first sparks began. He wasn't about to stick around for the full thousand volts of course, and quickly teleported away, landing a few feet away back on the ground.

"Hitsuji--" he called, pulling out another of his knives in the process and pointing at the sword he had left lodged in Anant's torso, "Think you could use that thing like a lightning rod?!"

Anant was breathing heavily when the energy crackled out, and they seemed to forget the fight as they twisted this way and that, their golden claws frantically trying to grab onto the sword to wrench it out. The angle was bad, though, and all they could manage was to jar the hilt, able to feel the blade scrape against bone.

"Nnh...hnnn...."

Something cracked against their legs, forcing them onto their knees, catching themselves by pressing a gauntlet against the ground. The churned up earth immediately turned to slag, bubbling and hissing around the superheated energy. Anant didn't immediately get up.

They felt...weird. Like, woozy, it was strange...

"You know it!"

Hitsuji takes in a deep breath, waving her wands in the air and bringing forth a rope of majyyks on each. She cracks them like a whip and they entwine around the sword hilt, both her and the ropes pulsating with technicolored strobe-like lights as energy travels down to the weapon to send pulsating shocks of electricity and raw magic through the wound.

If this didn't knock them down a few pegs, she didn't know what would.

Edited 2013-01-27 10:47 (UTC)

He smirked underneath the ensemble, pulling his arm back and throwing the knife at Anant; he was aiming for a knee, but given the way the ground was...dis..integrating...? It was entirely possibly that wasn't gonna hit the mark. Oh well.

He teleported away again while Hitsuji unleashed her magic, standing next to the mask that had fallen off Anant's face and swooping up into his hand.

Unfortunately, Hitsuji shot herself in the foot with that move.

Anant let out a piercing shriek, but it didn't sound pained - merely alarmed. Energy crackled over the deluded god's body, and the gauntlets started to glow brighter and brighter, until they were white hot and causing the very air to shimmer with heat and steam.

They abruptly lunged to their feet, wrenching their body hard enough to snap themselves free of the magic ropes lashed onto the blade jutting out of his back. The blade Spades through jammed into their hip, but they didn't even seem to notice.

With a violent twist of their body, Anant's claws sliced through the sword jutting out of their back, letting the hilt fall to the floor with the cut edges red with heat and half melted. Even after being shot twice, stabbed, and slammed about everywhere, Anant still seemed ready to go for a few more rounds.

Until, of course, their eyes landed on Spades, and they stilled, staring intently at their mask like a dog seeing their master holding a treat.

"...Uh?"

She glances down at Spades, trying to figure out what in the world they should do. This was... definitely a new one...

Unfortunately Spades didn't have a chance to look up at Hitsuji at the moment; he was focused on Anant, holding the mask in clear view, but with a tight grip.

"You want this back, right?"

He dropped the mask on the ground, putting his foot on top of it and leaning forward. Not enough to break it, but enough to put pressure on it. "Take a step closer and I grind it into the dust."

He kept his focus on Anant, but looked at Hitsuji for a moment and jerked his head towards Anant; figure out how to deliver a good blow while he kept the guy distracted!

Anant twitched when Spades leaned forwards, their claws flexing in agitation as their gaze flickered from the mask to Spade's face. A small, distressed noise whined in the back of their throat, the glow of their gauntlets dimming rapidly.

"...get off of it..." Anant said softly, their voice strangely cold and flat. The noise trailed off into a low, inhuman growl, and the glow returned to their gauntlets in a sudden flare, their eyes narrowing as the beginnings of an actual expression started to cross their face. Anger.

Okay, desperate times called for desperate measures. She'd have to add two more to the list of times she cycles back, but... this guy seemed to definitely be worth the effort with how crazy and powerful he was. God, hopefully she could at least take a nap before closing all these time loopholes.

Alright. Here we go.

Without a sound, two more copies of herself popped up next to her, wands out and at the ready. They exchange looks before casually flying into a semi circle behind Anant, the original copy of Hitsuji in the middle. She holds up one hand, three fingers extended as if to indicate a count. Three... two... one-- she points her last finger at Anant, via extension pointing her wand in that hand back down at him, and all three send two powerful blasts of technicolor disco fun times magic down at him simultaneously, aiming for just about anywhere on his body besides his head.

If this ended up being too much, then she'd own up to the consequences. But this guy really seemed like anything inflicted on him less than brutal force would do jack shit in the end. Hopefully she wasn't overestimating him...

Anger. Yes. Anger was good.

Spades crossed his arms across his chest, tapping his foot on the mask. Not enough pressure to break it or crack it or anything, but it was certainly enough of a threat. "Ah ah ah-- Take a step closer and you can say goodbye!"

Anant froze when Spades tapped the mask with his foot - and obediently did not move even when the magics rammed into them.

It didn't hurt. Anant did not feel pain even when their body was pushed to its very limits, but the blasts did shatter his gauntlets, and the sheer backlash from that made the deluded god cry out from disorientation. With a dull 'thud', Anant was sent slamming into the ground, their coat a bit tattered and threadbare from the assault, and glimmers of golden shards glittering on the ruined ground.

Shards that swiftly hissed and spluttered out of existence.

They were still breathing, their eyes open a thin sliver as they glowered at Spades. A strange gurgling noise rumbled in the back of their throat, and they twitched, as if preparing to get back up again before they abruptly stilled. Their eyes unfocused, but they were still watching Spades intently.

Damn. Anant's body was so damaged they had to enter a healing rest. Due to Anant's...condition, they did not sleep, but their body could just shut down and refuse movement until all injuries were healed.

tl;dr, Anant was finally out of the fight.

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