Level: 3 (3/30)
Word Count: 681
Location: Western Coast - La Noscea
EXP: +1
Sephiroth didn't waste her time on curses as she landed in the brackish water below, using that moment to survey her surroundings instead, which didn't exactly offer the prettiest of sights. She'd seen such sights during her service under Shinra in the Wutai War, however, and thus wasn't all that disgusted or taken aback. Sephiroth was made much more alert when the intense whine of oncoming mosquitoes rose up from somewhere behind her. Turning around to examine the situation through narrowed eyes, she watched as the shrunken servant stretched out its decrepit hand, bidding three of the bloodsuckers charge in to attack her. Recognizing the fact that she didn't have enough time to fall back to the ruins, and thereby gain an advantage terrain wise, Sephiroth stood her ground instead. It took her a bit, as she had been too preoccupied with fleeing thus far, to notice that her ability to judge just how far away the trio of insects were had become significantly worse. Because of this, and the fact that they had taken to the air, she decided not to chance things with a series of ranged attacks or even her shadowy mines. Accuracy would most likely be piss poor in any case, and thus a potentially dangerous waste of her time, while the mines obviously relied on her very bad capability to properly perceive distance or depth.
Thus she drew her blade. If a melee battle it was to be, then a melee battle she would make it. Her rigging was likely to make that an issue, of course, though she was certain it would be one she could more than manage. Assuming a defensive stance, Sephiroth readied herself as the bugs drew closer, before suddenly taking a swipe at the first one that swooped her way. Catching it head-on, she sliced the first member of the buzzing trio clean in half, her sword then finishing its arc to nick the left side of the mosquito off to her right. Since the third was left entirely unharmed by her brazen offensive maneuver, she stepped back and quickly tucked into a guard, Masamune held downwards and at an angle directly in front of her face. A good decision as it turned out, for the insect dove at her with its needle-like proboscis, an attack that would have run right through her heart had she not successfully deflected it. Sensing opportunity, Sephiroth promptly followed this with an upwards slash. Running her blade against the bug's bloated underbelly, the former SOLDIER split it clean in half, sending crimson warmth spewing everywhere as it careened into the murky waters below. Flourishing her sword to flick it clean, Sephiroth took note of where the last bug was as it attempted to shakily float its way back towards her, before charging up Flare and sending the churning ball of fire hurtling right for it.
As the night exploded with heat, sound, and light, Sephiroth smirked, flicking a stray strand of silver hair from her face as the area's natural silence fell once again. Her attention was now focused solely on the creature that had sent the bugs to accost her. Although she felt a wave of disgust slowly start to well up within her at the sight of the miserable looking thing, Sephiroth decided she would play this smart rather than charging in blindly, both metaphorically and literally in this case. As if that were even a valid or effective option given the state of the liquid muck currently swirling around her legs. No, rather she summoned up an orb of darkness and shadow before promptly condensing it. From here she cast it to the ground a few feet away in the shape of a mine. Just far enough to ensure she was not caught in the ensuing blast, while the shrunken servant was, should he or she or it have the misfortune of stepping on it. With that done she cockily assumed a completely unguarded stance, beckoning the beast come and face what would undoubtedly be its swift demise with her free hand.
@Lugubrious