The note desolation plays | EVENT 2 | action

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[It figured that he would be in the middle of a conversation about Time Compression and then BAM he'd be swept up in it again. Which really sucked because as much as pirates were awesome, Dave and Jade were currently way more awesome and important and he kind of really wanted to keep talking to them.]

[Of course any complaint was immediately silence the moment he realized where he was.]

[The battlefield. Or at least, one of the castles on it. He could see from the large balcony he was standing on the familiar chessboarded landscapes. It took him a minute to wonder where exactly this was in his adventure, since he was pretty sure this was about reliving memories, but this particular castle didn't look familiar.

At least not until he looked into the sky just above him. This wasn't a memory, this is exactly what he was doing just before he went to Garden.]

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[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[John isn't saying much. But its pretty obvious from the way his hands are shaking that he is pissed. He reaches up and out of the blue, a card appears and jettisons the colorful warhammer that was printed on it. The card vanishes. Don't question the sylladex okay. It's a gaming abstract that makes no sense.]

[He catches the hammer and gets into his own ready stance, his arms and the weapon starting to glow bright blue. Rose is also ready, raising her magic needles.]

[ Pose as a team guys because shit just got real.]

[fierybluebird]

[Marco's in full out destruction mode. Or at least as much as he can get being a phoenix. Which is still quite a lot for a primarily defensive creature.]

Let's do this, eh.

[redcinemareel]

[Grell's going ahead of the pack, because THAT'S HOW SHE ROLLS. Charges in with a maniacal grin because she hasn't had much action since that GF fight almost a year ago. Definitely more clothed than last time, though. Once she gets close enough, she'll feint to the left before swinging her scythe in a horizontal semi-circle.]

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Jack seems pleased with the excuse to stab more things. Maybe this time it won't be as easy as these two here. Though, something seems to catch his eye.

It was that fucking windy kid. WHY DOESN'T THIS PUNK STAY DEAD.]

[Jack narrows his eyes in Grell's direction. You're next.

And then he's gone in a flicker. Did he vanish? No, he's just behind John.

Running a sword through his chest. John's eyes go wide in shock before Jack rips the blade back out.]

[fierybluebird]

[Excuse Marco's OH SHIT reaction, that was like Grell-fast. Of course, he's dealt with men who move literally at the speed of light, but still.]

John?!

[redcinemareel]

[HOLY SHIT. WHAT JUST HAPPENED?! Grell didn't expect anyone to move as fast as her. One moment, she went to slice at its wings, the next she was slicing air, and now John is getting stabbed through the chest.

She whips her head around to see the commotion behind her, green eyes widening.]

...oh god.

[She's not frightened at all, more like EXCITED. A sharp grin grows on her face at the prospect of a real challenge.]

Getting rid of the weak spot first? I applaud you.

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[Jack again, narrows his eyes toward Grell. He raises his sword and in a flicker vanishes again, aiming for a similar execution he gave the windy kid.]

[Meanwhile, John stands there staring down at his chest as his shirt soaks in blood. Slowly he stumbled forward and hits the ground.]

[fierybluebird]

Shit, shit! JOHN! [Tries to apply pressure and first aid shit and kind of panicking because he's not sure if this is a memory for John or not, but if he can't return to the Garden without John, THAT WOULD BE A PROBLEM.]

[redcinemareel]

[That thing is coming straight for Grell--no wait, IT'S ALREADY HERE! ASLHFGJ She barely manages to flicker out of sight, but not without a slash to her arm. There's a noise of pain in the process before she's in front of Marco and John.

Ah, glorious crimson.]

...Marco...use a spell, damnit! [He's a bloody PHOENIX! Think about healing!]

YOU! You made me bleed~. I like you. But we seem to be playing different tunes. Making a lady have two left feet! That's not POLITE!

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[What the rampant hell was this red person going on about. And what how did he miss. Did they just used space shenanigans? HNGG. We are going to try this shit again.]

[Meanwhile the creepy goth chick in the back has been flipping her shit over seeing one of her friends get stabbed. Have an explosion of black energy and she's going after Jack as well.]

[Jack flickers away from Rose, and goes for Grell again.]


[John is still much unresponsive and is kind of bleeding on everything.]

[fierybluebird]

Kitten -- [Annoyed growl.] It's not working. Just keep that thing off my back!

[Normal un-magic first aid of trying to save him with bandages and such.]

[redcinemareel]

[Once Jack comes at her, she focuses and--

BZZZZZZ

The scythe meant to cut through anything does so, but not after it pierces her thigh, as she tried to leap out the way. Grell shrieks in pain, but uses the time the blade goes through to hack it off. Stumbling and TRYING TO TAKE IN AIR. WHAT IS THIS?! GRELL DOESN'T EVEN BREATHE! and yanks it out.]

L-L-OOK WHAT YOU DID! These pants are RUINED!

[THAT'S NOT COOL, MAN! THESE PAJAMAS ARE COMFY! The broken blade clanks to the ground as Grell is limping to her full height. This reaper is not happy.]

[thewindything.livejournal.com]

[OH WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT DID YOU JUST BREAK MY SWORD YOU ARE SO GETTING --oh fuck dodging pursuing grimdark psychomage. Rose is going at him with her magic needles while he seemed to have been caught off guard.

HE FLICKERS OUT AND WILL JUST TRY AND STAB GRELL WITH HIS BROKEN SWORD HOW ABOUT THAT.]



[Bandages are good, but John is mostly dead by now. What little breathing he is doing is very shallow.]

[fierybluebird]

[And Marco's watching all of this in almost slow-mo in his head, dragged out and instantly all the emotions are pressed aside for two calm(ish) thoughts prompting his decisions that are made in a split second. 1) Once again Marco is about to lose two more people he cares about if he doesn't stop it. And frankly, he's not down with this letting everyone fight their own battles while he's forced to stand aside and watch them die thing. 2) He's going to do what he wish he could have done with Ace or had been allowed to try with his father, because fuck revenge, this is about getting them out alive. So he carefully puts John on his shoulders, switches into a brilliant blue phoenix and grabs Grell so that he can fly the fuck out of there. God damn all the fucking brave and now dead heroes in his life.]