Aight cool. Will wait for Cosmos and Crusader to post before I do again, but Esfir in general will just suggest that they all eat equal amounts, to see exactly how much food they need to 'fully' ingest a creature.
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Just to confirm though, how much Elwets are left to be eaten after the 20% mark? Or did we not actually start eating yet?
Just to confirm though, how much Elwets are left to be eaten after the 20% mark? Or did we not actually start eating yet?
~1505 | PARIS | FASHION SHOW VENUE
"Gotcha!"
As Edward's skeletons filed back to his position, Siggy's voice echoed in his head, giving the necromancer all he needed.
"Emery's like, totes leading Celeste away from the crowd. Vera said 'Down the other corridor' and is like, zipping over there now! Get to it, Skelly!"
And with that, the necromancer had to move. Invisible and intangible, Edward phased through the crowd, skeletons following suit, as he made a beeline back into the building. But as he did, he could see it too, looming behind him like clouds. The departed souls of Paris, converging.
As if drawn by the hubbub below.
As if drawn by Celeste.
...
Empty corridors with flickering lights, empty venues that now catered to no one. Vera could feel a discomforting softness over her shoulders where Lucian's ribs would normally have held firm, but he was a Reaper. Even this was not enough to be fatal for him, and for her, the supermodel's mass wasn't enough to slow down her sprint towards the other end. She passed by a map, the structure of the building simple enough to understand that the path she was on lead not to an emergency exit but rather to a parking lot.
Reapers were fast, but without magic, they could not catch up to a car.
And when Vera and Lucian arrived in the underground parking lot, Edward and his skeletons hot on their heels, they saw Celeste already half-way inside a Toyota Yaris, a gaggle of skeletal monkeys urging, but not forcing her in. No, the one that was forcing her in was a petite woman, Japanese at a glance. Their argument echoed off of stone walls, while a man, his auburn hair tousled from stress rather than style, sat at the driver's seat, tip-tapping the wheel nervously.
"Megumi, listen! This was the first time I saw ones who actually helped me!" Celeste said. "They have to be agents of the Holy Maiden, like I've told you before!"
The older woman pinched the bridge of her nose. Her hands were gloved. "But they destroyed Emery's dragon. And that electrical problem. You told me they did that too."
"Well, they did, but there was a bigger monster as well! And one of them's Lucian."
"Doesn't s-" She cut herself off. Disparaging the dead was unacceptable, no matter what the situation was. "Celeste, if they're here to help you, they can find you again. For now though, you know how it usually goes, right? It starts with something small, and then becomes something bigger. We need to go."
The monkeys tugged at the hems of her dress as well.
Celeste's brow furrowed, indecision crossing her features for the briefest of moments, before her eyes lit up again. "Look, they're here!"
Megumi looked and, predictably, saw nothing.
Shield in left, sword in right.
Common logic meant that the right side would thus be less well-defended than the left, while the left side was more dangerous than the right. If she wished to escape, it would have been to dive to Serenity’s lefthand side, safe in the knowledge that the harm that a shield could inflict was less than a sword.
And that was what Fanilly did.
The movement of the body was slower than the movement of an arm; her thrust ricocheted off the surface of Serenity's shield, the swiftness of it meaning that the impact itself hardly registered. Just to check her opponent's movements, perhaps. But while circling around took steps, pivoting took none, and Serenity too turned around, shield facing the Knight-Captain once more.
The rest was a repeat.
Step in, shield frontwards.
Surging forth to overwhelm with a weaponized defense.
The question then, was simple. Would Fanilly respond in repeat as well?
Mostly Intact Elwet has been dismantled!
Some components have been damaged or are unusable.
Usable Items Acquired:
Elwet Feathers x9
Elwet Tail x1
Elwet Beak x1
Elwet Antler x2
Elwet Meat, 13 lbs (20 lbs w/bones, organs, blood, misc)
Gizzard Sparkstone
Elwet Talons x2
She wiped her hands of the blood and gristle by scrubbing away at it with dirt. It wasn’t a fine job, by any means, but it was an informative one. Next time, she would do it better. Faster. Cleaner. For now, however? The meat would have to cook. It smelled pungent already, largely owing to the lack of a stream to drain the blood away in, but Esfir was accustomed to survival food.
So long as it didn’t poison her, she could stomach it.
And thus, with that, she worked her wooden stick through the Elwet’s meat, using it as a rudimentary spit roast that she held at an angle against the fire. The strange stone that she extracted from it was interesting, but the antlers were more immediately useful. She could sharpen them with her stone knife, make a longer weapon out of them. The tail she tossed into the flames directly, trusting the scales to shield the outer layers from immediately burning while the ambient heat cooked the insides. Perhaps the beak could be affixed to her wooden stick as well, and she could grind an edge on those talons to have an extra set of blades.
Still, there wasn’t much to do while the cooking was to be done, so Esfir finally decided.
They had done a decent enough job here. Their next hunt will likely be smoother. The Firestarter had a good head on her shoulders, while the other two were tough enough even without weapons. “It’s a good time to introduce,” she spoke, as fats rendered into oil, and oil crackled and spat in the flames. “Call me Esfir. The spirit that brought me here granted me the…gift of calling a blizzard. You.” Lazash. “What did you learn from the Head Warrior?”
@Kazemitsu@King Cosmos@Crusader Lord
Whether Serenity saw through it or not, her own response was simple.
When Fanilly charged, wooden blade at the ready, so did Serenity. She was an arrow loosed, long strides digging deep into the dirt as she charged forth, and even when Fanilly sprung back, the lioness pursued regardless. If it was a matter of explosive speed, it was no contest.
Serenity bore down upon her, not with sword, but with shield, prepared to simply slam Fanilly into the dirt with a ferocity akin to a cavalry charge.
A shield, after all, was a weapon too.
And if a swordsman could not work around that, what good were they?
I'm guessing that Crusader's analysis of the organs would be left to a separate post?
//Night 0 | Location: Nameless Forest - Clearing
@OwO@AThousandCurses
The rock flew far, further than what Shun would’ve thought, but the irregular shape made it near-impossible to aim with properly. It struck the ground, lost in the darkness, while her own phone’s light was only enough to cut a swathe of illumination five meters ahead of her.
Her eyes alone could see much further than that.
Rin joined her, spear in hand as the two dashed off, trying to bait any sort of pursuit or response. Playing distraction was a reasonable idea indeed. Predators went after those separate from the herd. It was a rationale that hunters of all sorts utilized in order to safely get a kill before the herd itself amassed and crushed them with numbers alone. But this group had already revealed itself to not be a herd of schoolchildren. There were those who were capable, and there were those who were not. There were those who were a threat, and those who were not.
And those who were had willingly ran away from their flock.
Rin could feel it, needling her mind as the monsters remained where they were. These were far more intelligent, far more malicious that the mere beasts that had attacked them during the day.
Light gathered upon compound eyes once more, another set of beams slicing through the night.
But for what?
@baraquiel@Yankee@Vertigo@Cu Chulainn@Nakushita
If Shun's voice had not roused them, the pained shout of another would. Voice made indecipherable through agony, they let out a howl of raw pain, no adrenaline to dampen sensations, and immediately, the other students stumbled away, trying to figure out what happened.
What happened was made clear when another two bolts of light pierced through the charred exterior of the bus, one slamming into Ayana's side as she tried to reach for her newfound friends. It felt like being struck by a baseball bat, a dull throb that launched her against the opposing window frame, her breath driven out of her lungs.
Duncan's voice sounded through the crisis. "Out of the bus! We can get cover beneath the ditch!"
It was enough to mobilize them. They had only evacuated once before this, but that one time had given them enough experience, and they all filed out once more, corralled away by the bombardment of those distant monsters. And yet, in the chaos, one student strayed from the others, heading for the shelters outside where the two most grievously injured students laid. Yukiko, heading closer to danger rather than further away from it.
No.
No matter where they went, they were heading to danger.
As the first of the students dropped down from the bus, heading towards the treeline once more, three hulking forms burst out, six-eyed monsters that were no longer comparable to mere wolves, mere bears, mere deer. They were massive, built the size of Asian elephants but possessed with the sleek musculature of a tiger or lion. With one swipe, Sasuke was sent flying, his form crumpling against the weakened frame of the bus. Another of the hulk-phants lunged for Mayumi and Masami, intent on crushing them flat before the paralysis of surprise wore off, while the final one stayed back, slinking in a way that prevented the prey from escaping by simply sacrificing some of their own.
The monsters could smell it after all.
The flesh and blood of their packmates, clinging upon the skin of these frail little apes.
Yasu would probably spend her free time chatting up Roqe if she sticks around. Outside of that, it'd just be more work n all. Maybe play with the smaller kids at the orphanage.
Her opponent carries a shield and she does not. But her sword is longer and possesses more reach. She will use it to her advantage.
She took a deep breath, then exhaled through her nose.
She will avoid a range in which her reach is no longer effective. Will use her leverage. Will find an angle from which to strike.
She shifted her stance.
An imperceptible, but wholly recognizable change.
For the few who had faced that legend, had seen him emerge from the shadow, an unbreakable phantom, it was a stance that, though wholly mundane, nevertheless could only ever belong to one being now.
Serenity took the stance of the Demonbreaker, Erich Cazt.
Why else would she choose a shield of such length, a sword of such length?
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