[WORLD ONE | UVI ATTACK]

[spellbindmods]

Who: The Uvi and coven members
Where: In and around the city land of Aimintas
When: Day 32 & 33
Open/Closed: Open to All

For coven members who haven't been in Aimintas very long, the panic of the Palai the past few days may seem like overkill. The day goes by rather quietly and Aimintas looks like a ghost town throughout the morning and most of the afternoon. Not one Palai can be seen, with shops closed and the roads virtually empty, aside from coven members. It isn't until the sky is turning a nice shade of pink that things begin. Observant people who may be gazing up at the ocean will see the very small dots in the sky that begin to approach at a very quick speed. If you're outside, you may get to see the Uvi up close -- but perhaps not for very long. The Uvi have rubbery bones, and they hit the dirt in a curled up position, unrolling themselves and leaping up on long, scaled legs. The shortest Uvi might come in at five feet tall, but most range from six to seven. They're lithe and gilled -- you may think they want to rely on stealth, but the sound coming out of their gills is very loud and raspy. There's no way you can't hear them coming as the ominous and rapid noise follows them everywhere. Some of them are walking around empty handed, eyes scanning and striding up to buildings, banging on the outside and observing the inside of the house as much as they possibly can. Others are carrying large, bleached tools made of fish bone and teeth. Some look like long blades, while others look like long axes. These are used for cutting into doors and other violent tasks they feel the need to complete. A ▢ If your character is wandering the streets, whether of their own ignorance or because they're part of the team trying to protect/negotiate with the Palai, they're very likely to run into one of the Uvi. While left to their own devices they'll only be focused on sniffing out Palai, but they're committed to going after anything they see alive and moving. If your character confronts the Uvi, they better be prepared for an attack. B ▢ Alternatively, maybe your character is caught outside and ill-equipped to handle the Uvi. Running is an option! ...But they better be able to run fast. Maybe your character gets lucky enough to run into someone who can help them, but they'd best hope they find each other fast. C ▢ Your character may also be committed to love and justice, fighting the forces of evil with good. It's very unlikely that Palai blood goes unspilled tonight, but your character may be able to prevent it as much as possible. Just be warned: if they confront the Uvi who are trying to break into a Palai house, they're going to be in for a fight. D ▢ Other characters may already be hiding, whether in the coven house or with Palai in their own homes. They'll hear the Uvi's harsh, gasping breathing before they see them, but if they do hear that raspy noise, they'd better be quick thinkers. Whether the Uvi visiting turns into a brawl or a blood bath, eventually the Uvi will return to the ocean with Palai bodies in tow. At around 4 AM, the Uvi begin to shriek, some making noises that are too high pitched for most ears to hear. From the sky, large flying fish descend from the sky and find their masters. The Palai are hoisted onto the back of these creatures and they take off, flying back into the ocean. E ▢ If your character is committed to defeating the Uvi, they may want to try and target the large fish they'll be flying out of. It's possible to kill them in the air, but watch where they fall. They're incredibly large -- larger than the sharks and bigger fish that have fallen out of the sky before. They can also be killed on the ground, but you'll also have to do with their protective Uvi owners. F ▢ Maybe your character is more into the idea of following the Uvi back home. It's possible! Once the Uvi breach the ocean, they swim fast through the dark water for miles and miles. The journey is treacherous, and some may stop the trek to attack in the water where they're more at home. If your character makes it to their lair, they'll find that it's a dense wad of seaweed that stays static in the ocean. The Uvi are used to the toxicity of the leaves, but trying to enter means touching these leaves that leave large, skin-melting welts as they grow and burst. G ▢ Wildcard! How will your character handle this violent and volatile situation.

Comments

[rootandbranch]

b
[Geir's been in and out of the sky all evening, but it doesn't make sense for him to just fly forever, and by happenstance, he's still on a nearby rooftop when the Uvi start descending. if you want a very large dragon to notice you and help out, now's the time to get his attention, before he takes off to start fighting in the sky. just because he's big doesn't mean there isn't a lot he can do on the ground -- quite the opposite. he quickly surveys the ground to see if he can spot anyone in trouble before doing anything else!]


e
[Dirk made a good call. while the Uvi's rubbery bones allowed them to fall fast enough that Geir can't really do much to stop them from descending after all, he's still very well suited to one aspect of this fight: killing some enormous flying death fish. in the end, he doesn't concern himself with the Uvi themselves so much as their mounts, who are more in his size range and easier to target; he relentlessly rips and tearing at the fishes' fins midair, while his venomous fangs leave them gaping in agony and falling from the sky. dazzling magic from his summoner keeps the fish blind, not recognizing what's flying at them until it's too late to avoid Geir's claws. he'll jump on any opportunities that distractions from below give him, too, if you want to help with that!]

Ha! That'll teach you! Why are these jerks even flying?!

[he does try to grab them and toss them aside as they fall, so they don't hit anything important... but as a dragon with very little understanding of the concept of "city" in the first place, his aim, attention span, and understanding of what's important in an unfamiliar environment isn't always the best. duck and cover! or maybe you're fighting some Uvi who could use a fish barrage and you WANT to bring the rain?]


g
[Geir is more focused on keeping the fish from landing to help their Uvi riders, but as a few of them start to take off again, he can at least slow them down for those who are following the Uvi back. Vern (riding on his back) is still helping him out with his light magic, and with Geir swooping over them from his higher vantage point, bright flashes of light will hurt the fishes' eyes and force them to pause or turn back towards the ground again. this is a great time for those on the ground to bring some fish down for themselves, or for those on the recon team to catch up! do you have any specific targets for him?]

If you're going to go after these guys, just do it!

e

[p_mortem]

[ It's dragon time. Minato has Kohryu summoned at the moment, hanging onto the golden dragon's horns as it flies through the air to slam into the fish and try to bring them down before the Uvi land.

But there's the dilemma: if the Uvi don't destroy the city, fish carcasses will. ]

Hey! [ Minato tries calling out, but his voice is lost in the expanse of sky and he switches to a mental prodding at the dragon instead. ]

Can you hear me? From the gold dragon to your left. We need to minimize damages— if you can, try throwing the fish all in a pile instead of to the sides.

g

[rootbound]

[vern is flagging at this point, eyes watering every time he peers out to throw more light into the fish and herd them where they need to go; he's not holding anything back, though. his feelings for the Palai and the rest of the coven are still tenuous and shaky at best, but for Geir -- anything.

he's gotten good at timing it so he can duck back and not be dazzled by his own magic; when he looks again, though, he calls out in alarm]

Geir -- that one, it's making a break for it! Take it down!

[teratias]

A
[Waver had offered to act as a look out in all of this, but nothing more. In truth, he couldn't pinpoint why he even offered. Rider would have, probably, and that was why Waver did too.

At least, that was the explanation Waver had settled on while he waited for something to happen. His little outpost was towards the north, and he was on the ground, neck staring up, up, up. He knew who was nearest to him as well. He had tried to arrange for that.

When the sky goes pink, Waver stirs, getting up and onto his feet, as he had been sitting up until this point. The dots approach and then...

...There's the sound of landing. That's it. Waver summons up his smoke magic as quickly as he can, and sends up three towering plumes of smoke in quick succession.]

I have some landed in the north. I'll send up two more sets of smoke signals, but then I'm gone.

G
After the whole thing was said and done, Waver could only look out onto the city streets with a tired, stunned look to him. There was little comparison to his past experiences here - Caster's lair was something disturbing unto itself - but there was still death everywhere. For all the planning, all the attempts, for...everything.

He breathed out, exhausted, barely processing the massive flying fish that a few coven members had managed to down. His goal was to get back to the coven's temporary dwelling and to get a greater sense of what had happened in the widest possible terms.

G

[bulletbiter]

You alright?

[ This comes from a serious-looking young man a short distance behind him. Julius' weapon might catch Waver's eye, since it's two metres long and carried by way of the blunt edge resting on his shoulder. There's also quite a bit of matted blood on his clothes, though he took the liberty of cleaning grime off his face already. ]

I'll take you back.

[actus]

c - never see it coming

[ if there's nothing that upsets akira more than senseless violence, it's when people try to take advantage of others. and the uvi hunting the palai has stricken a nerve. it's far too similar to the shitty adults back home. it's far too similar to the pain his friends had to endure. while not exactly the same, being hunted was similar to being an outcast - society placed a stigma on you without your input and you were left to pick up the pieces.

so while he hasn't really gotten to know the palai that well, he can't stand by and watch them die. he can't let someone take advantage of these otherwise peaceful people. it's not fair. even if negotiations hadn't gone well, even if the palai weren't seeing things eye-to-eye with the coven, it didn't matter. these people were still victims.

so here he is, stupidly coming at one of the uvi that's wandering too close to a door. he hasn't summoned any persona yet, and is instead relying on the sharp blade in his hand to knick the uvi's shoulder. just as a warning, as a back-off. this won't end well. ]

Little help over here -- ? [ towards you, of course! he means come help fight!!! please stop him? ]

d - downtrodden

[ ... attacking the uvi was, as to be expected, not the best idea. while the coven was strong, they were certainly not as large a number of the invasive species. and they were an unknown variable. even with what the coven members were told about the uvi, it wasn't enough to truly prepare them for facing them head-on.

which means one (1) protagonist may have gotten the shit beat out of him. even healing from his persona didn't exactly do the trick. he's sitting in one of the safe houses, essentially licking his wounds. there's a few cuts and scrapes littering his body, his trench coat tattered and discarded beside him. his arms are still bloody and there are purpling bruises on his face and arms. ]

...Ah. It's still stinging. [ he frowns, poking one of the darker bruises along his forearm. for once, he's devoid of jokes and good humor. his ego is bruised and he's a bit downtrodden at the fact that they couldn't stop them. ]

wildcard

[ alternatively, ping me on plurk @ intrepidly for an individual prompt, or feel free to go wild here! i'm really down for anything. akira won't be following the uvi, unfortunately. he's too banged up to go get tangled in seaweed. ]

d

[mapsio]

[It did seem that fighting the Uvi may have been a little out of their hands. Haru was tired— but that was to be expected. Right? Between using her barrier powers (and getting frustrated that they kept getting weaker) and using her Persona... she wanted nothing more than to wipe away the blood, sweat, and bruises she had received from this fight.

When she spots Akira, she's removing her hat and coming to join him.]

Are you hurt badly anywhere?

[Of course that is her first thought. It's never herself. It never will be.]

d

[secrowtary]

[ Hibiki can't believe his eyes when he approaches him. Sure, it's not the first time he sees someone covered in bruises and scratches, but it's different now—it's Akira who's sitting in front of him, after all. Before speaking up, he'll carefully examine the injuries from where he's standing. They're mostly mild ones from what he can see, but the number of them simply frightens Hibiki. He taps his foot a few times, his piercing gaze directed at the wounded boy. ]

Akira Kurusu.

[ Not even trying to hide how angry he is. ]

c

[bulletbiter]

[ Akira probably picked Julius because of his sword, since he's resting the two-metre long blade on one shoulder as if it weighed a lot less than it looked. Luckily, it has an edge only on one side. ]

I'm coming!

[ The weapon being almost equal in length to his height meant that it had to be wielded in a different way. Instead of just swinging it around, he uses it as a counter-weight to maneuver himself as well. Within a few moments he'll be at Akira's side, jamming his blade between the Uvi's fishbone axe and the youth's body. ]

c

[p_mortem]

[ If he's a Persona user, why isn't he using his Persona...? Minato is the exact opposite, feet like lead and gasping for air, overdoing it in trying to fight against so many, all at one time, all on his own. He puts the Evoker to his head and summons Norn again. With Norn, his stamina and magic will build up again little by little, but it's not enough, drained all at once every time he attacks, but he can't afford to hold back and lose people. ]

Magarudyne!

[ A hurricane builds up and blasts the Uvi aside— possibly Akira too, sorry— along with any other Uvis that are crowding around. They're slammed back into the buildings or the ground and that's where the damage comes from; he could have just as easily fried them with electricity or encased them in ice and shattered them whole, but they're... they're living creatures all the same, and there's some hesitance there that was absent in fighting Shadows. ]

d.

[nockpoint]

[ archer is just drifting in the safe house after the Drama, watching the other members of this new "coven" he's supposed to be a part of when akira catches his eye. he knows the type, so of course he notices. A Protagonist™. not always easy to pick out of a crowd, except when they're the kind so invested in heroics. you can just tell, after a while — or you could be any other person with a sense of logic: if he's not dead, and he's that injured, he clearly wasn't making himself the first priority when the uvi attacked.

he pauses by the table, and spins the dagger with a quick flick of the pommel, blade flashing around the single fixed point of the crossguard. ]

Should have gone for their eyes.

[ thick skinned as the invading people were, eyes are still just eyes. only so many ways you can keep them safe and still see where you're going. it's not even a joke. it's just really late advice. if you're going to need to get that close to an enemy with a defense like that, you should at least pick out where your weapon will do the most damage ahead of time. ]

[mapsio]

c - fighting the good fight

[As much as Haru thinks that two forces fighting with each other will get them nowhere... she won't stand for the Uvi going after Palai or the members of the coven alike!

If she finds a Palai in trouble, she will protect them. The same goes for her fellow coven members. First she brings up a barrier, and if someone happens to be paying enough attention... Haru is using the blunt end of her axe in an attempt to not harm the Uvi too much either. Knocking the Uvi away a few feet, and in some instances even scaring them off.

Though she won't always be this lucky. As it turns out, attacking the Uvi only make them a lot more angrier than they might have been before. If anyone is nearby she's going to shout for a little bit of assistance.]

If you could lend a hand, please!

[Alternatively, a member of the coven may catch her summoning this creature. Using an array of offensive and defensive skills with it. Though she only uses this when a group of the Uvi have her backed into a corner and she needs something to scare them away.

Pro-tip: Don't try to stop them when they're in a group. ]

d - you can't help everyone.

[After a tiring time of protecting the Palai (and not completely succeeding), Haru is going to take herself around to the place where the Coven members are staying. She will be on the look out for anyone that looks like they may need some minimal first aid.]

Are you hurt anywhere?

[Her gentle and even tone calls out to anyone she finds around. She doesn't have healing...but she can at least try.

If she couldn't help all of the Palai, then at least let her help her fellow coven members.]

Wildcard!

[Do you want to plot something different? Please feel free to hit me up @ megaevolve ! I'm open to just about anything.]

c

[secrowtary]

[ There's no way he would ignore this kind of a request, especially with so many enraged Uvi around. ]

Understood.

[ He'll sneak up on them from behind to keep their attention away from Haru and the Palai she's protecting. His options are pretty limited with his weapon being just a few knives, but the taunt is working surprisingly well as they're focused on catching him now, instead of attacking the larger group. ]

I'll hold them off for a while. Please guide the Palai to safety in the meantime, I'll join you as fast as I only can.

c

[torching]

Coming!

[ look you guys might've just met but he's not going to let these guys win. they seem hostile, and if part of their mission is to protect the palai--who also seem like they just want peaceful resolution--then he's going to help where he can.

mako steps in right before an uvi on her backside attacks; he throws a punch at it, fire surrounding his fist, and manages to chase it back and give them a few seconds of breathing room. ]

You okay?

d;

[shadowsthedawn]

[After hours of trying to defend the Palai and others, Riku has finally retreated to the house that the coven is occupying for a rest. His hair is sweat soaked and there are stains of blood on his clothing, most of which isn't his.

But he does have a freshly bleeding wound on his shoulder that he's using one hand to cover up, attempting to staunch the blood.]

Shoulder...[He bites out the word through the pain.] They...surprised me.

[lohengrins]

♡ C

[ take care to not be scorched by the incoming inferno ahead, because percival over here is attempting to burn the opposing Uvi to a crisp; that is, until he directly confronts one of them, apparently shielding a group of Palal. are you among the group, watching as he fights? or are you helping him? either way, the clash of his sword is audible, as the heat of the fire being channeled through it is absolutely suffocating.

suddenly-- ]

Take cover!

♡ F

[ the welts are godawful, and his skin is slick with both sweat and water. percival heaves a breath, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear. ]

They've been quiet; they must be plotting to ambush us.

♡ G

[ he's at something of a rest stop, taking a short break in the midst of his journey. are you injured? percival kneels down adjacent to you, voice now soft. ]

Tell me where it hurts.

♡ ETC.

[ contact me at diakurosawa if you need anything. ]

c

[actus]

[ it's getting really toasty in here. not that he's unused to it, but he's certain the palai aren't enjoying the added heat. it's a necessary evil and he ducks his head to try and back the group of palai up and usher them somewhere safer while the uvi is distracted. ]

-- Hey, you got this under control?

Wildcard! Enjoy your bard buffs in your threads here or outside of it.

[songbird_slayer]

[Well, well... the Uvi were real after all, and not just boogeymen who stole palai children away from their beds. Though shorter of stature, Madhuri was light on her feet as she flung stones at the occasional marauding creature. It was against her role in a party to gather so much attention, but it wasn't like she was with anybody at the moment, now was she? She could find a tank later.

She sprung atop a palai home as the growls and snarls of uvi sounded behind and below her, but as she retrieved her guitar, she had a duty to fulfill. She knew others of the coven were around and had the same idea as she. She merely had to weave a little spell, and she knew just the one... her favorite.

A few strums of her guitar, and she began:]

The sun sets, and dark wings embrace a bloody moon,
The screams of a thousand, thousand souls on their knees,
Pleading for pleasure, for pain-

[She pointed outward with 'pain'. A thick ray of light came from above, striking down a cluster of the marauders with a burst of sound and ethereal music notes. Most of the uvi stopped, but others began to climb after her. As she withdrew her hands from the instrument, the music had oddly sustained and filled the air. Any in a listening distance would enjoy increased ferocity and hit far harder than normal. What the hell were bards in her world, anyway...?]

Down from the mountains of madness and into the heart of an endless storm,
An evil wind blows, and ancient evil arises...

[She drew her head back for a laugh, the limbal rings in her eyes burning bright as she notched the first arrow. Two runes began to glow to life next to her. Then four. Then eight. Each bore the pointed end of a magical arrow of light, ready to fire...]

Now fall.

[The air was rife with streaks of light as the arrows fired along with her own, seeking. Madhuri hadn't so much as flinched with the sprays of ichor, the screams that followed. They were naughty things, and were in need of a good spanking. Too bad she was short on blunt weapons to do just that.

She hoped this would buy time for any teams to figure out how to breach the water and move above. Curiosity begged her to follow, but her heart kept her boots right where they were. She swept into a theatrical bow to non-fishy forms making a move below. Might that be you?]

Lovely day for a show, isn't it? Tell me- might there be a team looking to go a-knocking on their doorstep? I can keep these fish faces suitably busy down here on the surface.

[bulletbiter]

[ A lot of magical nuances fell entirely out of Julius' perception, given how he was from a non-magical world. What he can appreciate, however, is the increased stamina that the woman was giving him (assuming it's her), and he's not one to pass such an opportunity up. Soldiers are trained to fight, after all. No amount of distraction can put him off his duty. If her music helps him, then all the more to take advantage of it.

After he's dispatched the last Uvi lingering near his location, he'll gravitate towards Madhuri's location. From her vantage point, it's easy to track his path by following the Uvi screams in his wake. A man with blood-matted clothes (most not his own), wielding a sword longer than he is tall with a strength to match, splintering wood and bone alike.

Soldiers are trained to kill. ]

A few who can fly are going there.

[ Not him, obviously. His voice is calm and polite in contrast to the carnage behind him. ]

[dragoness]

A/C

[ it's maybe not so much the forces of good vs evil that make eliza stick around outside when the invasion starts. further exploration was first on her mind and even the warnings of impending attack never really bothered her too much. she was a Servant — she was above any human, even on a bad day. of course, no one here was human save for those in the coven, but even then she's not worried when she sees those flashy fish people start to fall from the ocean above. for a little while, she doesn't seem to be too concerned with their presence... until they start smashing things and dragging helpless palai people out of their homes. something about this feels way, way too familiar for a noble of the bathory house, and beneath her chest her heart starts to race.

okay, so maybe it's kind of the forces of good that bolster her. sort of. maybe. well, it's what eliza thinks of as good, anyway. look, she's trying.

a lance (what looks like a lance, anyway, twisted with a cable running down it and what seems to be a microphone at the end) is summoned into her hand in a flash of gold mana, formed from nothing. she twirls it around twice before planting it into the ground. and yet... eliza doesn't attack. her mind is quickly going through all the options before her: her noble phantasm is good for clearing mobs, but without a master she dares not release it. her dragonfire could certainly do some damage, she figures, but the superheated mana could harm innocent people.

hah, imagine that. elizabeth bathory thinking about the innocent.

eventually, she'll decide to hell with it and take off from the mob, seeking out smaller pockets of uvi as they attempt to drag out palai hiding within sealed buildings and businesses. for the most part she does okay on her own! but her low endurance stat starts to show after about an hour of fighting, having done her best to protect those she could. it's hard work being the hero, but she'll try. oh my god, will she try.

your character could come upon her considering her dilemma or while she's fighting or even when she's tiring out! backup will always be appreciated even if she doesn't seem all that keen on asking for it. at some point she'll use her charisma skill to boost not only her attack, but the attack of any of her allies — and if those allies happen to be female, they get double the boost. amazing. ]

E

[ later on in the evening, eliza has changed her class to saber and can be found running around with a giant sword, not... really knowing how to use it. in this form she has better single target attacks, she knows this, so she's trying to focus her attacks on the giant fish thingies before they leave the ground. even when they do it doesn't stop her, wings sprouting from her back so she can fly up a few dozen feet after them.

at some point, eliza will succeed in bringing down at least one with her sword, but even then — ]

Get outta the way! [ — please don't be in the path of the falling creature. that would suck.

also it's 4am and she happens to be wearing bikini armor and you should in no way click that if you've got company. i'm sorry for this canon. someone please get her something to wear when the fish is for real dead. ]

G

( WILDCARD ME! if you want a specific starter PM me or hit me up at bloodfort )

E.

[nockpoint]

[ he'd spent so much time looking up at the "sky" before the locals went into hiding that it's only natural he saw the invasion coming, and then this girl with terrible form going to town on them. especially this one, which is rapidly hurtling back towards the sand, and consequently him as well. in perfect understatement humor, archer steps to the left and out of the way just as the thing comes crashing down to seafloor, giving it a critical look before he looks up once again to see the other combatant. everything in this situation is bizarre, but she seems to have a handle on things, even if — ...

that's not real armor. and as she approaches coming into his now incredibly limited range of magical perception, he realizes the girl isn't just a girl either, but a servant. (lancer wore spandex, and it doesn't matter for servants, really, but. that's not. god. why is this what he's worried about right now?)]

[storyseller]

d: nope, hiding

[Caster has often made it clear she is not meant for the battlefield. She is a performer, a storyteller. She is one who uses words to charm and sway. These Uvi are bestial folk, barely capable of communication. They are the antithesis to all she is ready to battle.

It is why she chooses to hide in the marketplace, where she knows they are unlikely to be. She has hidden under a stall, out of plain sight. But she hears the breathing, senses them approaching—

Caster summons a story: an illusion of a Palai child, who would be a new hero of Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves for a new audience. The Uvi turns on the illusion and moves; Caster uses the distraction to try to move and get out of there. But the Uvi are fast, and Caster's stats are not. Help a lady out?]

g: wildcard

[hit me up here, by pm, or at mobiusloops if you want to plan anything!!]

D

[lohengrins]

[ oh shit, it's caster. he doesn't quite realize it's her until he swoops in rather quickly, flames now cutting through the Uvi. percival's sword is met with another, he pushes his weight onto his heels as he firmly barricades those behind him from his opponent. ]

Stay behind me.

[splinten]

c/d: fight

[Dirk moves through the streets in a flashstep blur. Where the lookouts point, he pursues, either moving in shadow-steps near teleportation or flying over barriers to get there faster. His sword appears in and out of his hand at need as he slices and dices and juliennes these goddamned beasts. He doesn't even seem to tired; this is what he was born for, destruction and violence. This is why he exists. He stays close to the residences in his determination to put his destructive tendencies to good use.

Perhaps you find him in a tough spot against multiple Uvi and decide to help a bro out? Or maybe you're in trouble and Dirk swoops in to rescue you?

He even flies up into the air to fight the fish as they fall and try to take them out before they can land. This is pretty difficult, so if you are airborne, an assist would be appreciated]

f: pursuit

[Of course he follows through the water back. If you're on the recon team and want to come with but can't fly, maybe he stops by you and shouts,] I can grab you, come on—

[Or maybe you're already capable of flight. In the waters, he's just as adept at fighting, his style adapted to ocean currents and the new dimensions of combat required. He's a fish boy. Fight with him against Uvi attackers?

Of course, if you make it all the way towards the lair, you'll get to see him dart forward with a hand to grab the leaves before jerking out in pain,] God-fucking-dammit! [At that point, you may honestly need to stop him from diving in after the Uvi anyway. Boy is stupidly reckless.]

g: wildcard

[hit me up here, by pm, or at mobiusloops if you want to plan anything!! Dirk will be active in basically every element of the fight so I can probably swing anything.]

F; the lair, because why not tag you twice

[lohengrins]

[ reckless boy -- percival is agile enough to grip him by the shoulder before he can dive in. ] No. Don't be a fool -- you'd die.

[ his eyes flicker down towards dirk's wrist. ]

Show me your hand.

[talim]

g.

[ jude has been fighting the good fight on his own when he can, shielding any palai in the way of harm before it's too late and snap pivoting to knock the uvi back with his bare fists before casting one spirit arte or another to get rid of them. it's a repetitive pattern, but there's no way he's stopping now. not until every last uvi has either retreated or been taken care of.

for the most part, jude's been on standby underneath an awning just outside the heart of the colorful stalls scattered across the marketplace. see, jude can fight. he has the experience; he definitely has the skill. what he's more comfortable using his hands to do, though, is hold the position of healer. prior to the attack he'd been told that medical aid would be needed, and there's not a chance jude will retreat and go into hiding when he knows he can provide it.

so, is your character hurt? injured? just plain panicking? not to worry! doctor jude mathis is here! ]

If anyone is hurt, come to the area near the marketplace and look for someone in a white lab coat. There's a medical professional on standby. Alternatively, if you can't walk, just give me your location. I'll come meet you ASAP.

wildcard.

either go ahead and toss something right at me or, alternatively, drop me a pm or pp me @ amarcian to plot something out!

[g]eez jude

[deem]

[Jude's small like him, and while that doesn't much matter in terms of androids, it's a touch different when there's a human involved. He may have signed up for reconnaissance, because that's where he's his most useful, but that doesn't mean that he's just going to ignore that familiar voice in his head.

It seems like Jude's a civilian...]

Are you going to be safe, out in the field...?

[rebells]

a/c.

[Jay is patrolling the streets, weapon in hand, when the Uvi arrive, waiting for the plan he helped set in motion to unfold. His reasons for embarking on this mission are a tad complicated: a pinch of affinity for the Palai, despite their sometimes-pushy natures; a calculated desire to insert himself in the affairs of the coven; a dose of self-preservation; a disinclination to sit and hide from a potential enemy, perhaps.

There's nothing about the animal brutality of the Uvi that really scares him. Perhaps that's freeing, after a fashion.

He spots a group of Uvi banging on a Palai door in the distance and takes aim with one of his flying daggers: its course runs true, and there's a BANG and a shriek as the dagger explodes in one of the Uvi's faces, causing the Uvi to rear back. The dagger reappears in his hand a moment later, but the Uvi pack is making a beeline for him now, having spotted the source of the attack. He adjusts his stance as they rush him, and sends out a telepathic message to the closest fighters:]

There's a group of them on the west side--two streets down from the house with the fountain. I'm already there. [There's a brief image of the street in front of him before the line of communication shuts off.]


e/f.

[Well, that was unexpected. Jay lets loose another dagger at the approach of the flying fish, but that's not his main concern as he scans the battlefield rapidly.]

Reconnaissance, move. If you can't fly, find someone who can--

[He's looking around himself for someone who can take him, although he's visibly injured--favoring one side, in particular--and there are shallow cuts on his face.]


wildcard.

[Hit me up here or at prospit to plan something! Jay is going to be around for pretty much every phase of the battle, and I'm flexible.]

A

[teratias]

I have a bunch up north and I don't see anyone--!

[Waver was a lookout, and not someone who could fight well or at all. He was best for signaling where he was and where there were problems.

Immediately, he sent up three quick streams of smoke, meant to act as a signal of where he was.]

[andsobelow]

General Prep -- Come get guidance on how to weather this shit show from this jerk.
[ Honestly, the panic of the city is more nostalgic to Carla than anything else. It reminds her of traveling with her father's caravan, how word could reach them of bandits coming for the city; freshly supplied. She's stood with her father's hired men more than once, weapon in hand. Hel-folk were not known for hiding away from trouble, they were known for their ferocity in defense of what is theirs.

But none of this is hers and she watches the scuttling Palai with total disgust for a long moment before she returns to sorting through her gear. Her armor -- beetle plate, with holographic sheen to the corrugated shell -- gives her away as a warrior, even before seeing her sharpening and cleaning a sword. ]

Magitech -- First come first serve
[ She uses a very fine chisel to scratch an intricate shape into the steel of the blade, some kind of rune. She sits back for a moment staring at it. Normally, she'd have a kind of paste made of glowing fairy guts that she would rub into it to make it true. She looks around at any of the nearby coven members, ]

Who has control over their magic?

[ She motions curtly for you to come over to her. ]

Into the Fray
[ She's on the rooftops, watching for their enemy. It's still a bit bright for her night-vision to be at its best, but the more shadows filter in, the stronger her vision becomes. She was made to fight her way through the darkness.

She pulls on her helmet in a smooth motion, layers of beetle plate coming together to give her an intimidating insectoid grimace. ]

This should be enjoyable.

[ As the hoard approaches, she lifts a fist and bellows out some nasty string of curses, all sorts of damnation and slow death at the hands of hungry bugs who like their prey to suffer at the hands of their poisons as they writher to death.
]

Bash 'Em -- Fighting Wildcard -- Can help you, you can help her, whatever makes you happy.
[ She is an experienced fighter, a fearless one, no less. She's faced bigger and worse monsters than the Uvi. She's a controlled kind of terror moving through the streets, across rooftops.

She doesn't care about the Palai and makes no particular moves to help them, and most certainly makes no moves to sacrifice her safety for anyone else. Still, she's not completely treacherous, she also does not go out of her way to put anyone else in harm's way. ]

A pause in the action
[ She ducks around a corner, pulling her helmet off, her dark hair has come unbound and spills out over her sweaty face. She's panting heavily, but also grinning. She's having a delightful time. She gathers her hair back out of her face, wiping the sweat from her eyes, taking a long drink from a canteen, all the while glancing back around the corner for followers.

And then there's you, ]

What do you need?

[ A raised eyebrow, you might have caught her in the mood to humor you for a minute or two. ]

Out with it.

[ But not for much longer. ]

[sealeted]

a. no case too big, no case too small

Hey!

[Normally, a sharp yell is enough to catch a person's attention. Just to make sure the pack of Uvis heaving back to hack at the doorway where several of the Palai children are barricaded in. hear her over the hubbub of the rest of the attack, Hakuno puts two fingers to her mouth and whistles sharply.

It works, and all of their attention is solely focused on her. She's taken off her tights, but still hasn't found any shoes, and that's fine. She takes one step backwards, to spur the attackers into moving, and transforms into a squirrel as soon as they lunge for her. She nimbly leaps around weapons and grasping hands, weaving between tails and feet to clamber up walls and glide away from the odd swipe.

Instinct makes the motions smooth, and a (brief) lifetime of experience allows her to gauge just when the next would-be attack is coming. It allows her to lead them on a merry chase, until:

i. a proper fighter takes note of the band of invaders

or

ii. she finds a suitably inaccessible crevice to wriggle into, and the Uvis are occupied by trying to hack their way in.]


g. find the wheres and whys and whos

...can you stand?

[After all the hubbub has subsided, Hakuno has been making the rounds, looking for anyone in need of healing. Given the fact that her Code Casts were originally designed to repair spiritron avatars in a magical alien supercomputer, she's a bit leery of laying hands on anybody with... complex problems.

Burns, lacerations, broken bones... that much, she thinks she can handle. Not indefinitely, but she's determined to do what she can; if nothing else, she resolves, she can help someone hobble their way to a more advanced healer.]

aii;

[shadowsthedawn]

[He's not sure what the Uvis are doing, grouped around such a tiny crevice. The only thing he can think of is that one of the Palai children must have found a way to fit inside to hide themselves.

Whatever the reason, he's not going to leave any Uvi un-challenged until they finally turn tail and return to where they've come from.]

Why don't you pick on someone your own size.

[Riku is barely hitting 6 foot, so he's not exactly wrong about the size thing. He falls into his fighting stance, sword in hand, once the Uvis turn towards him. He's really not sure if he can take on this many on his own but...he's about to find out.]

[bulletbiter]

[ closed prompts below! hit me up if you'd like one o/ ]

➛ okuni

[bulletbiter]

[ It's been some time. The battle still rages on, sounds of clashing blades and rubble. It's a clamour that's not entirely alien to him; while he does not revel in it, it's nevertheless familiar. Taking each wave of enemies as they come, leaving broken corpses in his wake. One might question why he fought alone, but the core reason is that cooperating is more of a hindrance than a help.

Okuni might run into him during one of the lull periods, his clothes matted with blood (most of it not his), greatsword stabbed into the ground beside him while he surveys the area. His ponytail has come loose, letting his hair fall to his shoulders. Golden hair, golden eyes - but hasn't she seen him with grey eyes before? ]

What are you doing here?