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Beryl Harken- B- Crazy Old Guy With Knives
Has this been some other baddie in need of a thrashing Beryl would have been fine with the banter that normally accompanied such an encounter. In this particular instance though she had the seeking suspicion that she would live longer the less she engaged with him. As such she said nothing.
Besides she was a liiiitle weirded out by the fact that he had just shrugged off enough electricity to put a fully grown thug on the ground. All this seventy something old guy showed was some hand cramps. Aura or not, that was just plain abnormal.
She acted before he could move into knife range. Spinning low with Stream extended and scrapping the ground she activated the second dust charge in the weapon. Ice spread out from where the blades hit the wet ground, turning the layer of water into one of ice.
Then just for good measure she continued to spin as she rose. The move sending her blade on a course to swing around and impact with Demetrius' side. If he used his knife to block it would simply whip around and hit the arm holding the knife. Maybe even wrap around the man himself, considering how close he was and the length of her weapon.
Has this been some other baddie in need of a thrashing Beryl would have been fine with the banter that normally accompanied such an encounter. In this particular instance though she had the seeking suspicion that she would live longer the less she engaged with him. As such she said nothing.
Besides she was a liiiitle weirded out by the fact that he had just shrugged off enough electricity to put a fully grown thug on the ground. All this seventy something old guy showed was some hand cramps. Aura or not, that was just plain abnormal.
She acted before he could move into knife range. Spinning low with Stream extended and scrapping the ground she activated the second dust charge in the weapon. Ice spread out from where the blades hit the wet ground, turning the layer of water into one of ice.
Then just for good measure she continued to spin as she rose. The move sending her blade on a course to swing around and impact with Demetrius' side. If he used his knife to block it would simply whip around and hit the arm holding the knife. Maybe even wrap around the man himself, considering how close he was and the length of her weapon.
Heeeey, I can finally post now.
Tomorrow after work that is.
Grumble.
Tomorrow after work that is.
Grumble.
Beryl Harken- B- Crazy Old Guy With a Creepy Semblance
Beryl was starting to get a handle on the old guy now. First of all, his semblance was of the more subtle type. Chances were that he had activated it when he first started staring at the otter faunus. Which meant that any of it's nastier effects would start kicking in soon.
Secondly, his power required eye contact. Pretty intense eye contact too. He had yet to completely break off from her once so far.
Third, judging from what she knew of his character there was a very good chance that his semblance would involve taking something from her. Not something that Beryl had any plans to allow.
Plans to counter whatever Demetrei had cooking would have to wait another second or two though, as the old man attempted to sweep her feet out from under her. The teenage hunter lept up and back to avoid the attack, flicking Stream off the knife currently blocking it and hopefully onto a path that would send it's segmented blades slicing across the offending leg as she did so.
And then she activated the first dust charge in her weapon.
Electricity usually did a good job of knocking out the man's goons. Hopefully it would work on the head honcho as well.
Beryl was starting to get a handle on the old guy now. First of all, his semblance was of the more subtle type. Chances were that he had activated it when he first started staring at the otter faunus. Which meant that any of it's nastier effects would start kicking in soon.
Secondly, his power required eye contact. Pretty intense eye contact too. He had yet to completely break off from her once so far.
Third, judging from what she knew of his character there was a very good chance that his semblance would involve taking something from her. Not something that Beryl had any plans to allow.
Plans to counter whatever Demetrei had cooking would have to wait another second or two though, as the old man attempted to sweep her feet out from under her. The teenage hunter lept up and back to avoid the attack, flicking Stream off the knife currently blocking it and hopefully onto a path that would send it's segmented blades slicing across the offending leg as she did so.
And then she activated the first dust charge in her weapon.
Electricity usually did a good job of knocking out the man's goons. Hopefully it would work on the head honcho as well.
Beryl Harken- B- A Crazy Old Guy
Beryl was certain that Demetrius already knew her name. With the amount of times she had been in a tussle with his thugs she was probably on a hit list or something. Whether the guy had yet to recognize her or was playing some other game was yet to be seen.
"Beryl." Was all she said. A small use of her semblance coated the ground in water. Enough to make it slick, but not much else.
Then he kicked Vega.
For a second Beryl did nothing, just standing there staring at her teammate. They had barely gotten to know each other but the faunus already called her a friend.
With controlled even movements she settled into a combat stance. Sword arm back, blade held level at shoulder height and pointed directly at her opponent. Her weight was on her back foot and her body was at a slight angle to her opponent.
Then she moved. One, two, three running strides that took her the majority of the distance to Demetrius. Her footing unimpeded by the liquid on the ground. Slightly out of range of a normal blade she struck, putting all of her momentum into a thrust with an impressive amount of power in it. The attack did not end there however. Partway through the thrust she flicked a switch and Stream segmented, extending to gain the length needed to hit the mafia don and then some. If he dodged the thrust it would turn into a slash in whatever direction he fled.
Beryl was certain that Demetrius already knew her name. With the amount of times she had been in a tussle with his thugs she was probably on a hit list or something. Whether the guy had yet to recognize her or was playing some other game was yet to be seen.
"Beryl." Was all she said. A small use of her semblance coated the ground in water. Enough to make it slick, but not much else.
Then he kicked Vega.
For a second Beryl did nothing, just standing there staring at her teammate. They had barely gotten to know each other but the faunus already called her a friend.
With controlled even movements she settled into a combat stance. Sword arm back, blade held level at shoulder height and pointed directly at her opponent. Her weight was on her back foot and her body was at a slight angle to her opponent.
Then she moved. One, two, three running strides that took her the majority of the distance to Demetrius. Her footing unimpeded by the liquid on the ground. Slightly out of range of a normal blade she struck, putting all of her momentum into a thrust with an impressive amount of power in it. The attack did not end there however. Partway through the thrust she flicked a switch and Stream segmented, extending to gain the length needed to hit the mafia don and then some. If he dodged the thrust it would turn into a slash in whatever direction he fled.
Beryl Harken- VN- Its a Crazy Old Guy
No effect, why? His body is certainly not lackingbin water.
Theories ran through through the otter faunus' head as she landed. There was barely enough time for her to draw Stream before the mafia patriarch was on her.
With a grunt she blocked the lethal blow, giving ground slightly to reduce the force. If this had been a smaller space she would have been more reluctant to fall back. However, out in the street like this Beryl figured it would be pretty hard to get backed into a corner.
As it was she was being a wonderful distraction. Hopefully one that Vega would take advantage of.
No effect, why? His body is certainly not lackingbin water.
Theories ran through through the otter faunus' head as she landed. There was barely enough time for her to draw Stream before the mafia patriarch was on her.
With a grunt she blocked the lethal blow, giving ground slightly to reduce the force. If this had been a smaller space she would have been more reluctant to fall back. However, out in the street like this Beryl figured it would be pretty hard to get backed into a corner.
As it was she was being a wonderful distraction. Hopefully one that Vega would take advantage of.
I think it would mostly come down to what type of godslayer it is. Holy magic tends to be specifically good oriented. Although theoretically you could have a holy user who had death oriented powers.
If they faced up against say, a disease godslayer I imagine that the holy user would have the advantage. If the elements were somewhat more in line I would think that the holy user would be at a pretty massive disadvantage.
If they faced up against say, a disease godslayer I imagine that the holy user would have the advantage. If the elements were somewhat more in line I would think that the holy user would be at a pretty massive disadvantage.
@Expolar
Wait, is Whats-his-face the wizard who started this whole thing still in the dome? Or did he run off?
Due to the fact that the shadow section of the dome and all the little shadow zerglings are still around its probably a safe bet to say yes.
Also the fact that he has not had the chance to post since he left and asked all of us not to move until he came back.
Beryl Harken- VNB- Its a Crazy Old Dude
Suspicions had started to form in Beryl's mind about halfway through the old man's spiel. By the time he was done she was convinced as to his identity and was ready when he acted.
"Demetri Dodici."
The name slipped from her lips as she lept back, one hand raised before her as she activated her semblance. Her eyes blazed as she clenched her hand with a vicious finality.
Suddenly the old man would feel every particle of water in his body pulled towards a central point. Namely, the center of his stomach.
This man and his organization had caused her friends and family too much suffering over the years for Beryl to have any plans of granting him a clean death.
Suspicions had started to form in Beryl's mind about halfway through the old man's spiel. By the time he was done she was convinced as to his identity and was ready when he acted.
"Demetri Dodici."
The name slipped from her lips as she lept back, one hand raised before her as she activated her semblance. Her eyes blazed as she clenched her hand with a vicious finality.
Suddenly the old man would feel every particle of water in his body pulled towards a central point. Namely, the center of his stomach.
This man and his organization had caused her friends and family too much suffering over the years for Beryl to have any plans of granting him a clean death.
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