This looks really cool. I'll probably work on a character for this.
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Ayame scowled when she saw that her fire had more or less no effect on the demon. She wasn't expecting to take it out with her attack, but how could he be completely unburned like that? However, she didn't have long to assess her opponent, as it seemed everyone was just tossing everything they had at him. And then, "The Bunny Lady!?" Ayame had caught a glimpse of her every now and then. She had thought she was just some ghost who wandered the streets, as nobody seemed to notice her and she didn't bother anyone. But, apparently she had some sweet sword skills. Yet, even all of that just wasn't enough. The demon still managed to dodge and retaliated with an enormous blast.
Ayame just stood wide-eyed as the blast of energy came barreling towards her. How the hell was anyone supposed to dodge something like that!? She brought her arms in front of her and braced for impact, but she wasn't as strong as Jaakuna and it knocked her off of her feet, sending her tumbling into a pile of wooden beams. Her head was spinning, her ears were ringing, and she let out a groan as she tried to figure out whether or not she was still alive.
"You kids okay?"
She shook her head and forced herself back on her feet when the Bunny Lady called out to them. "Y-yeah... Just got blasted to kingdom come is all. Totally fine." It would take a bigger attack than that to knock the snark out of her. But, it looked like everyone was trying to regroup. Tatsuya was suggesting they strategize... Yeah, they were screwed. She took a deep breath and a blue flame appeared in her hand. "I can definitely buy some time for you guys. I can probably go toe-to-toe with him for... maybe ten seconds." She saw Tatsuya eyeing an oil drum as well as the giant glowing bat in his hand, and immediately knew what he was thinking. (What the hell kind of life did she have that she didn't consider a giant glowing bat weird). "Jaa-kun, think you can keep peppering him with those energy balls? It'll give me and Tatsu-kun a chance to hit him with something big. After that, I'll tie him up and try to make an opening so Bunny Lady can get a good stab in. Sound like a good plan?"
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Ayame's eyes widened when Raigeki trapped them in his lightening cage. She wasn't scared of it, as she had no intention of running away in the first place, but it did make her think of something. "Hey, Tatsu-kun," she whispered, getting close to her friend. "Look... we're in the Thunderdome!" She gave a small laugh, but was quickly brought back to the action by Jakuuna's sudden attack. He was always quick on the trigger, and it seemed he was fast enough to catch their enemy off guard. "Nice one, Jaa-kun!" she cheered as Raigeki tumbled from his perch. But, when he righted himself and sneered at them, Ayame's body tensed up. She'd never seen anyone take one of Jaakuna's attacks head on like that and stay standing. Hell, it barely even seemed to affect the demon.
She didn't have time to marvel at the demon's power though, as soon their was a massive clash of lightening and energy. She brought her hands up to protect her face from the blast and dug her feet in the ground to prevent herself from being knocked back. Dust and debris battered her arms and any semblance of style her hair once had was destroyed by the powerful gust of wind. Her ears rang as the dust settled and she had to shake her head to clear her vision. "Holy crap..." She hadn't even gotten hit, but it still felt like she had just gotten kicked in the chest. A bead of sweat dripped down the side of her head and she wore a serious expression. There was no way they'd be able to overpower this monster. Still, that was no reason to give up.
She looked at the young man who essentially just told Jaakuna to get out of the way. "I don't know who you are," she said, "and if you're on our side, great. But, you clearly have no idea who we are if you think we're gonna run away from a fight or sit on the sidelines." Her right hand tensed and a blue flame ignited in her palm. "He won't hesitate to tear us apart? Good. I won't either." She dashed towards Raigeki and reached up a sleeve. In the hand that held the foxfire suddenly appeared three shurikens. She ran in a wide arc, circling Raigeki. Her Shurikens flared up with blue fire as she tossed one, and then another at Raigeki's neck. These first two shurikens, though, were harmless; just illusions that would poof into a wisp of blue smoke as soon as they hit anything. The third one, though... she quickly changed directions and tossed it at the demon's chest. The shuriken was fake, but the flames surrounding it were very real. Ayame smirked, hoping that her tactics would lull the demon into a false sense of security and that her flames would be hot enough to at least scorch him a bit.
Ayame's eyes widened when Raigeki trapped them in his lightening cage. She wasn't scared of it, as she had no intention of running away in the first place, but it did make her think of something. "Hey, Tatsu-kun," she whispered, getting close to her friend. "Look... we're in the Thunderdome!" She gave a small laugh, but was quickly brought back to the action by Jakuuna's sudden attack. He was always quick on the trigger, and it seemed he was fast enough to catch their enemy off guard. "Nice one, Jaa-kun!" she cheered as Raigeki tumbled from his perch. But, when he righted himself and sneered at them, Ayame's body tensed up. She'd never seen anyone take one of Jaakuna's attacks head on like that and stay standing. Hell, it barely even seemed to affect the demon.
She didn't have time to marvel at the demon's power though, as soon their was a massive clash of lightening and energy. She brought her hands up to protect her face from the blast and dug her feet in the ground to prevent herself from being knocked back. Dust and debris battered her arms and any semblance of style her hair once had was destroyed by the powerful gust of wind. Her ears rang as the dust settled and she had to shake her head to clear her vision. "Holy crap..." She hadn't even gotten hit, but it still felt like she had just gotten kicked in the chest. A bead of sweat dripped down the side of her head and she wore a serious expression. There was no way they'd be able to overpower this monster. Still, that was no reason to give up.
She looked at the young man who essentially just told Jaakuna to get out of the way. "I don't know who you are," she said, "and if you're on our side, great. But, you clearly have no idea who we are if you think we're gonna run away from a fight or sit on the sidelines." Her right hand tensed and a blue flame ignited in her palm. "He won't hesitate to tear us apart? Good. I won't either." She dashed towards Raigeki and reached up a sleeve. In the hand that held the foxfire suddenly appeared three shurikens. She ran in a wide arc, circling Raigeki. Her Shurikens flared up with blue fire as she tossed one, and then another at Raigeki's neck. These first two shurikens, though, were harmless; just illusions that would poof into a wisp of blue smoke as soon as they hit anything. The third one, though... she quickly changed directions and tossed it at the demon's chest. The shuriken was fake, but the flames surrounding it were very real. Ayame smirked, hoping that her tactics would lull the demon into a false sense of security and that her flames would be hot enough to at least scorch him a bit.
@LylaSo, unfortunately I'm going to bow out. I'm having a hard time keeping up with this one and I don't want to hold you guys up.
A vulpine grin crossed Ayame's face when she saw Tatsuya's expression warp from laughter to nervousness. There were few things more satisfying to her than getting the upper hand in social Judo, especially when the other person started it. His compliments would have been flattering if it wasn't so blatantly obvious he was just trying to kiss her ass to regain his alcohol privileges. She didn't have any real intention of cutting him out of the deal, but he didn't need to know that. She had leverage and she was going to have some fun with it. However, before she could make him squirm, a chill ran down her spine. She looked up at the storm clouds just as Tatsuya did. Her chest tightened and she could have sworn she felt the demon blood in her begin to stir.
Just then, Jaakuna called out to them; apparently he felt it too. "I don't think you're imagining it, Jaa-kun," Ayame said, her eyes drawn to some point off in the distance. "I've actually been feeling uneasy all day, kind of like when you know someone's gonna jump you but you don't know where or when..." In truth, her comparison didn't do what she was feeling justice. It was way beyond anything she'd ever felt before, and for the first time in a long time, she was legitimately scared. So, of course Tatsuya had to run headlong into it.
"Tatsu-kun, hold on!" Ayame said as she jogged after him, a sense of urgency in her voice. "I've got a bad feeling about this one. Don't go doing anything stupid, okay? Whatever's going on, let's think about it and deal with it together." She jogged alongside Tatsuya towards the source of that strange feeling, and eventually came to a nearby construction site. A billowing cloak, black claws, and piercing eyes that radiated evil. Ayame's eyes went wide when she saw the thing. Holy crap, is this a demon? she thought as her whole body tensed. She took a breath and set her bag down next to a couple of oil drums. It seemed obvious that they wouldn't be able to leave without a fight...
I'll have one up tomorrow.
"Stop right there, thief!"
Ayame's blood ran cold. Those were the words she'd been dreading since she started shoplifting. And with her disguise down, that meant they'd have an accurate description of what she looked like. It would be very bad if word of this got to the school. She debated bolting right then and there. Maybe parkour her way through an alley like a badass and then throw on a disguise and wait for things to calm down. She clutched her bag and pulled it close to her. Then again, jumping around with glass bottles -- ones that she paid good money for -- probably wasn't then best idea. Wait, she'd paid money for those. Sure, she was underaged, but she hadn't stolen them, and there was no way somebody would be giving her this much trouble over stupid paper bags. She could easily talk her way out of this one.
"Hmm? Thief? I think you've got the wrong girl." She gave a nervous laugh and slowly turned around to face her accuser. "I did a bit of shopping, but I paid for it." She put on the cutest smile she could muster. Whenever lying her way out of trouble didn't work, she could always play the "innocent schoolgirl" card for damage control, though it was only effective against those who didn't know her... unlike the person who had called her out. She clenched her fists, and puffed her cheeks. "Tatsuya, you jerk!" Her heart was still racing, but there was no way she would admit how scared he had her there. She glared at him for a moment, but then let out an indignant huff. "Hmpf. I guess you feel like sleeping with one eye open tonight." As a prankster, Ayame could take a joke, especially a little one like that. She rarely got seriously angry when mischief was turned against her. However, she did, get even.
"And here I went through all that trouble to get us something nice to enjoy today." She patted her schoolbag full of booze. Odd bulges could be seen, indicating that it definitely wasn't her typical haul of chips and candy. "But, if you're gonna falsely accuse people of thievery, I guess I shouldn't drag you into my alleged crimes." She crossed her arms and smirked. "I'll just share it with Jaa-kun. You can stay sober and watch us have a good time."
Ayame walked out of the store with the clerks blissfully unaware of the box of brown paper bags in her schoolbag. Typically, her bag would be filled with chips and candy bars, but today she had something a bit more... grown-up in mind. She hadn't told Tatsyua or Jaakuna what she was up to, but she was sure they'd like the surprise. Her heart thumped as she eyed the liquor store down the road. She took a breath to calm herself. She didn't know why she was so nervous. There was probably less of a chance getting caught as she wouldn't technically be stealing today... Well, the paper bags didn't count because who even cares about stupid bags?
She glanced around warily and slipped into an alley near the store. Her plan wouldn't work if she was wearing her school uniform. She had an easy fix for that, but it would draw way too much attention if people were watching. Peaked behind the trash cans for any hobos, then checked the street again to make sure no one was watching. However, she noticed her hands were trembling ever so slightly. She slapped her cheeks and scolded herself. Geez, Ayame. What the hell's wrong with you. You've don this a million times before... With that, she closed her eyes and focused. A pale blue flame puffed into existence. It started at her fingertips, then snaked its way up her arms. It swirled around her, then, after a brief flare much like a camera flash, she was a perfectly respectable Japanese businesswoman.
She stepped out of the alley and entered the liquor store, her heart thumping heavily in her chest. In and out. Just like every other time. It's no big deal... But, for some reason, she couldn't stop her hands from shaking. Her targets were simple: a six-pack of beer and a bottle of vodka. More than enough for the three of them to have some fun. I'll calm down once I get some of this in me, she thought as she brought the items up to the counter. She handed the cashier her "ID," a random gift-card cloaked in foxfire to make it look like a legitimate ID card. As long as she didn't bend it... as long as she didn't have crazy powers like Jaakuna. Crap, what if I messed up? She immediately dismissed the thought. She never messed up, and there was no reason for her to be this nervous. The cashier eyed the fake ID, looked at Ayame, then rung up the items. She paid quickly and then hurried out of the store.
"Mission successful!" she said aloud as she dipped back into the alley to extinguish her illusory flame. She slipped all the bottles into her schoolbag so no one would be suspicious, then headed off to meet up with the guys and brag about how awesome she was. She'd leave out the bits about being nervous; they'd just make fun of her. Her heart was still racing, though. She spun on her heal and glared at whatever was behind her. Nothing. She tried remembering if she pissed anyone off lately, anyone that would want to jump her while she was alone. Nobody came to mind. All she could do was increase her pace and meet up with her friends as quickly as possible.
She glanced around warily and slipped into an alley near the store. Her plan wouldn't work if she was wearing her school uniform. She had an easy fix for that, but it would draw way too much attention if people were watching. Peaked behind the trash cans for any hobos, then checked the street again to make sure no one was watching. However, she noticed her hands were trembling ever so slightly. She slapped her cheeks and scolded herself. Geez, Ayame. What the hell's wrong with you. You've don this a million times before... With that, she closed her eyes and focused. A pale blue flame puffed into existence. It started at her fingertips, then snaked its way up her arms. It swirled around her, then, after a brief flare much like a camera flash, she was a perfectly respectable Japanese businesswoman.
She stepped out of the alley and entered the liquor store, her heart thumping heavily in her chest. In and out. Just like every other time. It's no big deal... But, for some reason, she couldn't stop her hands from shaking. Her targets were simple: a six-pack of beer and a bottle of vodka. More than enough for the three of them to have some fun. I'll calm down once I get some of this in me, she thought as she brought the items up to the counter. She handed the cashier her "ID," a random gift-card cloaked in foxfire to make it look like a legitimate ID card. As long as she didn't bend it... as long as she didn't have crazy powers like Jaakuna. Crap, what if I messed up? She immediately dismissed the thought. She never messed up, and there was no reason for her to be this nervous. The cashier eyed the fake ID, looked at Ayame, then rung up the items. She paid quickly and then hurried out of the store.
"Mission successful!" she said aloud as she dipped back into the alley to extinguish her illusory flame. She slipped all the bottles into her schoolbag so no one would be suspicious, then headed off to meet up with the guys and brag about how awesome she was. She'd leave out the bits about being nervous; they'd just make fun of her. Her heart was still racing, though. She spun on her heal and glared at whatever was behind her. Nothing. She tried remembering if she pissed anyone off lately, anyone that would want to jump her while she was alone. Nobody came to mind. All she could do was increase her pace and meet up with her friends as quickly as possible.
@Clever HansLooks good to me. You can post it in the characters tab. Now, if we just get one or two more people, we can get started.
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