[C6] 11/17: An Ugly Waste of Life

Featuring: Sula, Jean, NPC Sayuri, NPC Nikolai

November 17, 2016

[7:21 PM] Kwakado: With a wounded woman on his saddle, and a small boy in hand, Sula guides Shimi under the columns of smoke rising from the ruins of Kranhai. The air was stained with the smell of war, and the crackling rumbles of the nobles' infernal artillery assaulted his ears from afar. But in truth, Shimi was guiding herself. Her master was so overcome with fury, with grief at the people of this foreign city, that all he saw was a shadow of the past. All he could smell was the burning of palm leaves...the blood of the Dwabi...and the end of his life as he'd known it, once more. And so he cling instinctively to the reins, singing in the tongue of his people. "Khlini-eee....." Sula had no other answers for the crying child. No explanation of the war-god butchering Kranhai, nor any claims to a brighter future. Just a hoarse lullaby - a promise he couldn't keep. "Sula ba-ba-e, Khlini-eee...."

[7:30 PM] Abyssal John John: "Angard! Get down!!!!" The Black Wyvern ducked under the whizzing arrow as Jean quickly smashed the head of the Archer who tried to shot him down with his Adamant Club. Jean should've seen something like this coming. Of course War was going to have travesties like this, destruction further then the eye could see. But this, the Tank he wasn't expecting any of it. All he could smell was the smoke and blood and hear the cries of the people. People he desperately needed to find and save. Everyone was scattered, he had long been broken from the rest of the group as he desperately tried to find somebody, anybody who he was familiar with. Someone he could talk with and make plans with. Though as long as I have Angard on my side I can get through this.... Angard made a sharp cry and Jean turned to her direction to see Sula flying with some survivors. Without a word, Angard flew towards the Dwabi and his Black Pegasus. "Sula! Do you need any help right now? Did you see any of the others around?"

[7:42 PM] Kwakado: "Nanyo! Sayu-ri! Do not make me do this!" The defeated Dwabi shouts a sharp rebuke at the Wyvern Rider...or rather, to the Mage Flier up above, rushing at Sula. Dodging the thunderbolts the brown-haired woman launched at him, Sula lets go of the reins with his only free hand to reach for his scroll....but loses his balance, and grabs the reins once more. As long as he held this child, Sula was defenseless....and the weight of Shimi's passengers made outrunning the pursuing mage impossible. Meanwhile, Sayuri gave her falicorn an encouraging kick to the side, hoping to quell her own hesitation. "Sula!! You..traitor....Slow down, so I can make this quick, dammit!" She launches a volley of volts in front of his path, forcing the Dwabi to turn a different direction. Unaware of the advancing Wyvern, she switches to her standard-issue Ox Spirit to finish off her old friend....(edited)

[7:53 PM] Abyssal John John: Seeing the danger that Sula was in Jean patted on the head Angard. Angard made a quick snort before she rushed up towards the Mage Flier with his Ladies's Night in hand. "I'm sorry I have to do this sweetheart!" With a quick motion Jean lodged the axe into the Black Pegasus's neck and with an ugly gurgle the Pegasus fell to the ground with the rider soon plunging to their unfortunate death. Jean just shook his head. Such an ugly waste of life. Jean had Angard fly back to Sula. "Sula the child can ride with me and Angard! If you keep holding him you'll leave yourself open!"

[8:00 PM] Kwakado: "Gyano, Shimi-e..." At his command, Shimi's glide slows into a hovering flap, and he hands the boy off to Jean. At this distance, Sula's eyes are visibly dim, and dull, and his stance is slack. He looks down to the ground, where Sayuri and her mount lay on gruesome display. Over the years, she had been a great acquaintance, and the only other Mage Flier he had been at all close with. Sula can't find it in himself to hate Jean for killing his friend, though. After all he was the one guilty of stealing an enemy's trust, pretending to be loyal to the Oligarchy. And he would pay for his betrayal soon enough. "...Nanyo, Jean-i. Time to fly away now."(edited)

[8:04 PM] Abyssal John John: Jean nodded worried about the look in Sula's eyes. "Yeah but where too?" Jean thought for bit. "The Port! Perhaps they still have some boats going out right? We could get them there! Have you seen the others at all though? Anybody other then me?"

[8:08 PM] Kwakado: "Not many. We've moved back to the center of Kranhai, they have us surrounded. No way out, now." Sula's responses were brisk, and cold, filled with a fear his face didn't show. "Not far to Valen-heim, Jean-ni, but you have to start flying fast. Time to go home."(edited)

[8:13 PM] Abyssal John John: Jean let out an an audible groan as he furrowed his brow. I would rather be anywhere then there.... But he had to admit perhaps it was the best plan. He could give the others safe haven in his home until everything was in the clear again. Jean let out a heavy sigh. "Well it is our best plan at the time. Let's get going? But what about Vivianna is she alright? I thought she would be with you."

[8:21 PM] Kwakado: "She's going to be fine!" Sula raised his scroll as if to slap the boy with it, and a burning chill filled the air. "...No way out. We're surrounded. I, might be able to create an opening, break their lines....but Jean-ni." Sula lowered his implement, taking a deep breath. "I need you, to take her. Take her, and leave the country as fast as you can. Leave the Demon Queen, and the war."(edited)

[8:25 PM] Abyssal John John: Jean instinctively recoiled when Sula raised his scroll but as soon as he realized that Sula wasn't aiming to harm him he loosened himself up. "Do you want me to find and take Vivianna? That isn't happening Sula! She isn't going to leave without you! And what's this about a Demon Queen? Have you lost your wits?"

[8:33 PM] Kwakado: "This is fate, stupid brat! The army...its leader is the greatest hunter in Khlin...We cannot break her formation, and she will shoot down anyone who tries to fly away." Sula's falicorn lowers to a still-standing inn, and he sets down his passenger at the doorstep, then looks up at Jean. "...I will stop her. At least, long enough to give you a chance to survive."(edited)

November 18, 2016

[7:51 PM] Abyssal John John: Jean just gave Sula a crazed look. "And get yourself killed Sula? Are you mad! Conri was only able to hold her off barely and he's one of the strongest our army has. She'll shot you out of the skies in seconds! At least let me go with you! Perhaps if we can outnumber her one of us can find an opening!"

[8:00 PM] Kwakado: Sula's eyes wrinkled, as he watched the motion of the wyvern's heavy wings. "That would leave us both dead. I am going to talk to her...try to show her the Nanyo, that we have brought to this land. But if she will not stop, then..!" As the Dwabi turned away, Jean could see that his eyes had begun to well up. "...I would rather lose my life, than my wife."

[8:06 PM] Abyssal John John: Jean just made a heavy sigh. "Fine then I'll find Vivi and get her to safety. Do what you need to do then. Just...just try to not to get yourself killed out there alright Sula. A lot of people still need you Sula. Your death wouldn't do anyone any good." Jean gave Sula a fierce look. "But believe me after she's safe and I've made sure she's okay, I'm coming back to help you whether you want me to or not. Hopefully if I can find some of the others and if they're willing they can help as well...."

[8:12 PM] Kwakado: "Jean-ni--" The Mage Flier rises up to him. "This is not a fight, that we can win. You know this...yes?"

[8:14 PM] Abyssal John John: "I wasn't saying we needed to win Sula. I just want everyone to get out of this alive." Angard turned towards the other direction. "I'm going to look for Vivi for now. Do what you have to do for now Sula. I'll be back to help you." And with that Angard flew into the ruined city disappointing into the dust and smoke.

[8:16 PM] Kwakado: "Haba O Akhra, Shimi-e," he muttered sarcastically, guiding her in the direction of the gargantuan god-gun. "He almost makes you want to doubt the gods, ha ha ha...." And the pair flew onwards, to face their destiny.(edited)

[8:22 PM] Abyssal John John: Watching the city burn from an abandoned rooftop Nikolai smiles in glee. "Look at them all Geneolgia, scurrying about like ants who's nest have been destroyed. It's truly pitiful all of them." The man set his gaze onto the white monster. "But Khlin certainly does have some nice little toys at its disposal. You think it wouldn't be falling apart on the inside with stuff like this. But that doesn't matter to me. I've come here for one purpose and that's that. Geneolgia let's go." Nikolai hopped onto his Demonic Wyvern as he quickly flew through the ruins looking for something.

[8:22 PM] Abyssal John John: ===END RP===

[C7] 11/17: Escape or Become a Martyr

Featuring: Claire, Kazama, Versailles

[6:03 PM] M I K A: ==END RP==

November 17, 2016

[4:21 PM] $Bemoney$: "Nn....hrmmphmmmmm..." Claire muttered. A dull headache bore down on the knight's head. "Oof..." She awakens, and sits up, slowly gaining vision inside the poorly lit cell. The first thing she notes, is her lack of armour, and then her hands being shackled together. "W...where...?" She looked around, nothing was making sense at the time, but, to be fair, she was still seeing stars.

[4:27 PM] AOMRocks20: Kazama is sitting on the floor of the cell, cross-legged. From the light, it appears that he still has his armor on.

[4:31 PM] spikethe3rd: Versailles rolls over onto his back. "Wha...?" He tries to sit up but slumps back down. He apparently does not have cuffs, probably due to his lack of threat...

[4:32 PM] $Bemoney$: "Wh...where are we? What happened to us...?"

[4:46 PM] AOMRocks20: Kazama's cuffs are sitting beside him. "We were captured, it appears."

[4:59 PM] $Bemoney$: "...Ah..." She struggles with her restraints. "Ow....my head hurts..."

[5:00 PM] AOMRocks20: "Your head may have been struck when they tossed you in here. Come over here, Claire."

[5:02 PM] $Bemoney$: "Maybe....last I remember is being surrounded..." She gets up to try and walk, but stumbles, her ankles were chained together as well. "Guess they didn't want me moving around too much...huh."

[5:03 PM] AOMRocks20: "Hrmph." Kazama approaches her. "...ah, hello, Versailles. Did they handle you too roughly?"

[5:08 PM] spikethe3rd: Versailles blinked his eyes open. "I can't tell, everything hurts."

[5:12 PM] AOMRocks20: "Ah, yes. I felt the same when I awoke..." Kazama takes hold of something, pressing it against Claire's cuffs. After a series of clicks and creaks, her handcuffs snap open. "Spread your feet a bit, please."

[5:16 PM] spikethe3rd: Versailles massaged his face finally sitting up. He felt around his robes, he couldn't feel any of his things.

[5:20 PM] spikethe3rd: He slowly stood up and looked around. He looked at the door. He walked over and felt the metal.

[5:23 PM] AOMRocks20: Kazama watched his move, clearing his throat. "No use, I'm afraid. A different sort of lock--requires a key."

[5:24 PM] spikethe3rd: "I assumed as much, you'd already have opened it if you could..."

[5:25 PM] $Bemoney$: Claire flexed and unflexed her hands and began yanking and tugging the chain

[5:26 PM] AOMRocks20: "Yes... though, I still could open it. But I would likely die in the process, so I'd rather wait." He turns back to Claire. "Claire, spread your legs a bit so I can free you from the wall."

[5:27 PM] $Bemoney$: "R-right." she turns and spreads her legs, stretching the chain

[5:29 PM] AOMRocks20: "There we are... Now..." He kneels, the tools sliding into the cuffs about Claire's ankles. They fall limp to the ground in about the same sspan of time as her handcuffs'. "Freedom, once again."

[5:32 PM] $Bemoney$: "Thanks." She stands up and stretches. "....Now how do we get out?"

[5:33 PM] spikethe3rd: "I don't know how just the three of us can escape... We aren't armed..."

[5:33 PM] AOMRocks20: "Well." He gets to his feet, shrugging. "...you aren't armed."

[5:35 PM] $Bemoney$: "Hm? I don't understand..."

[5:36 PM] AOMRocks20: "Well, it appears that while they've taken all of our weapons, they had neglected to thoroughly search me for some... hidden tricks."

[5:37 PM] spikethe3rd: "So you think we can escape?" Versailles walked over to them

[5:38 PM] AOMRocks20: Kazama laughs. "Eheh... well, no. We'd likely be cut down by the guards along with all of our comrades--the noise would certainly attract them here."

[5:38 PM] $Bemoney$: "Hmm....then when? There's gotta be a time where we can escape...right?"

[5:41 PM] AOMRocks20: "Oh, certainly. Once the guards come in with the intention of executing us, I'll light my... 'jailbreaker', let's say, as a distraction. And then I could perhaps grab a weapon from one of them, using a lockpick as a sort of improvised dagger... then maybe you and Versailles could assist as we dispatch however many were sent to us. After that, we just find our way to the exit, perhaps clothed in the guards' attire, and we walk out of Khlin free men. And woman."

[5:42 PM] $Bemoney$: "...What about everyone else? We can't just leave them..."

[5:43 PM] AOMRocks20: Kazama raises an eyebrow. "Claire, do you want to escape or become a martyr?"

[5:44 PM] spikethe3rd: "I'm with Claire, we have to help the others!"

[5:45 PM] $Bemoney$: "There's gotta be a way we can keep the guards at bay- like, I'll arm myself with shield and a weapon, and keep the guards off, and you can quickly unlock the other doors..."

[5:46 PM] AOMRocks20: "...the rapidly-advancing guards, who will have cornered us, against whoever is armed by the time they arrive." Kazama folds his arms.

[5:47 PM] $Bemoney$: Claire remains silent.

[5:49 PM] AOMRocks20: He shrugs. "I am simply trying to be realistic. There is little chance we will be able to save any of our comrades. It is better that we escape covertly than attempt to fight for a lost cause."

[5:50 PM] $Bemoney$: "...." Without saying anything, Claire puts her ear against the wall, and then up against the door

[5:50 PM] spikethe3rd: "Do you hear something?"

[5:51 PM] AOMRocks20: "...Claire?" He approaches her.

[5:52 PM] $Bemoney$: "I...can barely make out voices....Kaz, I'm sure your hearing is ways better than mine, you try to listen."

[5:52 PM] AOMRocks20: Kazama opens his mouth slightly, his eyes widening as he listens to the door.(edited)

[5:55 PM] spikethe3rd: Versailles stays quiet, waiting for Kazama to speak.

[5:58 PM] AOMRocks20: "...I believe it is Joshua's prisoner." He closes his mouth, shrugging. "Nothing coherent can be made of it, unfortunately."

[6:00 PM] spikethe3rd: "Well I guess that means she's alive."

[6:01 PM] $Bemoney$: "Hm...she's the uh..sorcerer, right?"

[6:01 PM] AOMRocks20: He grumbles to himself. "Unfortunately..." The ninja speaks up. "Yes, she is. Performs magic, if I'm correct."

[6:02 PM] $Bemoney$: "...Fighters can use our fists and feet...can mages cast spells without tomes or scrolls?"

[6:03 PM] AOMRocks20: "I would guess. Even the worst mages I've seen can perform a simple cantrip with little trouble."

[6:03 PM] $Bemoney$: "Versailles, can you cast a spell?"

[6:05 PM] spikethe3rd: "Not that I know of... I could try a trick my mentor taught me."

[6:07 PM] $Bemoney$: "Let's see..."

[8:12 PM] spikethe3rd: "I'll try and remember how it goes, in case they come soon." Versailles sat in the corner, eyes closed, concentrating.

[8:18 PM] AOMRocks20: "...hmrph. Hopefully you can remember fast..." Kazama pats down his chest. "They should be somewhere..."

[8:20 PM] $Bemoney$: "What are you looking for?"

November 18, 2016

[5:20 AM] AOMRocks20: "Cherry bombs. The jailbreaker I was talking about... a bit of a special mixture encased in a shell, with a fuse to be lit. It causes a bit of an explosion not unlike a fire tome."

[5:48 AM] $Bemoney$: "That would be delightful to have....but do you think the guards would have taken them?"

[7:29 AM] AOMRocks20: He laughs. "Oh, no. I hid those just as well as my lockpicks..." He eventually pulls out a pocket-sized bag. "Here they are. One should burst the lock when I've lodged it in there, but I'll only be able to achieve glancing blows on the guards. Close quarters combat would be much more effective..."

[7:40 AM] $Bemoney$: A smile appeared on her face. "So that takes care of the lock, but I doubt we can take the guards, even one of them with out bare hands..." She goes around the room, searching the ground for something to hit people with

[8:06 AM] AOMRocks20: "Of course. I was planning on perhaps filing a point into one of my lockpicks, then attempting to sever one of their spines. He'd be dead quicky, so we would take his weapon."

[8:06 AM] AOMRocks20: "Although, I could probably incapacitate one of them."

[4:32 PM] $Bemoney$: "Hmm... If I get a weapon... A rock or something I can take them on..." she picks at the ground

[6:18 PM] AOMRocks20: "I don't believe that's possible, at the moment. You'll only be able to use yourself... unless you somehow dislodge a brick from the wall."

[7:15 PM] spikethe3rd: "Alright, I think I'm ready." Versailles stands up, his hands softly glowing.

[7:24 PM] $Bemoney$: "Let's see it." She said, diggin her fingers into a brick in the floor

[10:09 PM] spikethe3rd: He made a broad motion and punched towards the wall. A bright light struck it with a small thud. He shook his head. "I don't know if this is gonna do anything..."

[10:14 PM] $Bemoney$: "hm..." She inspects the mark it left on the wall. "Maybe...but in our situation, we'll have to take what we can get.." She goes back to the brick she was picking at. "This one feels loose..."

November 24, 2016

[6:02 PM] AOMRocks20: "Perhaps. If you could somehow knock one of their helmets off, a brick would be much more useful..."

[6:04 PM] $Bemoney$: "Yeah, that's what I was thinking..." She manages to dig it out. "It's pretty heavy..might be able to do the job.."

[7:16 PM] spikethe3rd: "Are we all ready for anyone that comes?"

[7:30 PM] $Bemoney$: Claire holds the brick in her hand. She takes a few deep breaths and faces the door. "Ready."

November 25, 2016

[8:50 AM] AOMRocks20: Kazama palms his satchel of cherry bombs, nodding. "Now, we wait..."

December 5, 2016

[4:43 PM] $Bemoney$: [REDACTED](edited)

[4:49 PM] $Bemoney$: ==============