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[The wind sends Marco back up against the walls, even without the wings out currently, it's still a weakness for the flying devil fruit user. Still, he force himself back up closer, trying to figure out how to hit the thing while it's in the air.]

[Even with her armor, that wind is starting to push at her. With gritted teeth, she glances at Marco and Grell and gives a thumbs down before pointing at Elvoret. She's going to bring it down.

Whether they understand or not, she reverses her grip on her spear and suddenly dashes forward, straining her thighs against the wind before jumping into the air, leaping to an impossibly high height, aiming to crash down on the monster's back.]

[Grell begins to slide back before shoving his chainsaw into the ground, perching himself atop it like a gargoyle, red hair whipping around him. He caught Akiela's signal and watched her go, understanding it after watching her actions. That gave him an idea. He revved up the scythe and rode forward on it, circling behind it and out of the way of most of the wind. He rode up a nearby pillar vertically before pushing off, intending to help bring down the beast too. The scythe buzzed as he swung down, a crazed grin on his face.]

[There was a pained cry as one of the pesky humans leaped onto its back, and another howl when the redhead came barreling down as well. Body thrashing in a sort of frenzy in an attempt to shake the two off, the Elvoret flapped its wings faster, a clawed hand swiping down at Marco again.]

[Which more than worked for the phoenix who apparently had done an excellent job picking which women to bring with him. Without even switching to phoenix, Marco jumped off the ground with one leg to the other one directly into the long orange jaw which made such a convenient target. That done, Marco just started trying to draw from it, hoping they hadn't done too much or too little damage yet.]

[The sight of Grell practically divebombing the creature makes Akiela grin. Not that battle should be particularly funny, but nonetheless... it's an interesting sight. As Elvoret begins to shake, Akiela leaps off, aware that in this kind of armor, she won't be able to hold her position for that long anyway.

Once on the ground, she twirls the spear once, before thrusting forward, trying to draw its attention away from Marco who's... doing something. Hell, she needs to take a class already.]

[The scythe landed onto the side of the beast from behind, and with the new angry flailing the work to keep it there made Grell grunt in frustration. Damnit, it was messing up his hair even more! He was sure Marco could handle himself, as well as Akiela. If they needed help, they only needed to scream in pain.]

My scythe's found a new sheath. Allow me to provide the introductions! [With an extra grunt of effort, Grell brought the scythe down diagonally, falling with his weapon as it left its mark on the monster's back. Grell lands gracefully enough on the ground to the side of Elvoret, that crazed grin ever present.]

Edited 2010-08-04 15:58 (UTC)

[The thick leathery skin on its back split open as a result of the chainsaw, but despite both Grell and Akiela's attacks, it wasn't enough to distract the Elvoret from noticing something tugging within in its mind, trying to pry its hold on the Guardian Force. Enraged, the monster flew a bit higher, its massive chest heaving as it collected an impressive amount of air.

Finally, the Elvoret let out its Storm Breath, the wind from its lung bursting out at an astonishing force towards the three humans.]

[Shit. One, two, three turns already? Marco knew he should have been playing closer attention. Blue flames course over him to heal the massive hit, cuts already starting to heal as though being cauterized and then he turns into a phoenix, not have much choice. At least Grell and Akiela already know about it. So he lets out a loud screech of equal fury, yelling in phoenix.] Don't touch my friends!

[Even the weight of her armor won't save her on this one. The wind sends her flying, landing in a clunky heap with a pained curse. As she pushes herself up, fighting back a wave of dizziness, she turns to look at Marco who has turned himself once more into a beautiful phoenix.

And for a moment, as she sees those brilliant blue wings, her heart gives a pained throb. It reminds her so much of her partner whose voice she can no longer hear, not since she entered this world.

Immediately, the regret is pushed down by a wave of determination. She'll grip her spear tightly, turn on Elvoret and start rushing forward. If Marco is going all out, so will she.]

[With Grell being so damn close to that Storm Breath attack, he took on a lot of damage in addition to being knocked into pillar hard. He dropped down to his hands and knees, his chainsaw fell to his side as that curtain of hair covered his head. With a grunt, he got on both legs again with the help of that pillar, indented slightly from his impact.

There was a lot of cuts on the front of him, and a lot of blood. The blood was tolerable, the cuts to his new bathing suit...were not. While Marco was an angry phoenix and Akiela rushing forth to skewer the beast, Grell was stewing with pure unadulterated anger.]

...my...new bathing suit... [Grits his teeth tightly, that rage bubbling up.]

How...how could you?!

[Angry Diva Mode was definitely ON as Grell took up his scythe and yanked on its string, taking a running start before teleporting in front of the beast, very much pissed, and went to slash at its front. The damage be damned, he'll heal in a few hours or so.]

DIE!!!

[Grell is this angry.]

[The language of the Phoenix was not understood by the fiend, but it hardly mattered-- the Elvoret could recognize the hurry within the bird, one that rivaled his own.]

YOU DARE DISRUPT MY SLEEP AND STEAL THE SIREN?!

[Once again, the monster raised a claw-- but the onslaught of both Akiela and Grell forced the beast to halt his attack, its body thrown back several feet from the impact of the two humans. A loud and pained roar tore through its throat as Grell's scythe tore through the thick skin of its abdomen, the wound forcing the Elvoret into a frenzied state as it attempted to shake the enemies off once again, clawed hands swinging blindly.]

[Well, fair enough. Marco always had wondered how the guardian forces themselves must feel about the entire arrangement.]

Hey man, learn to share. [Teasing tone despite the otherwise serious nature of the fight. Marco ducks another claw mid-flight, and kicks the arm hard away from Akiela and Grell phoenix talons, forced to use the acceleration of the air for extra strength.]

[The sight of Grell in a bloodlust frenzy makes Akiela a little edgy. She doesn't know Grell nor does she know his fighting style, two facts that make her weary of going near him. His weapon, after all, looks massively painful.

As Marco strikes away one madly flailing arm, she swings her spear up at the other, slamming the stave into where the creature's wrist should be, hoping to break bone, all in the name of allowing Grell to continue his raging attack in the name of his... clothes.

She'll need to ask Marco later if that's normal.]

[Grell finished his slash attack before teleporting out the way of it's attack. Thankfully, Akiela did help out greatly in that and give her a nod in appreciation before flickering out of sight. He appeared at another arm and slashed at that as well before flickering out of sight again, doing the same to another body point.

At this point, Grell was no more than a blurry red annoyance for the beast, and the redhead decided to just land cuts everywhere just for the fun of it. Wings, arms, neck, anywhere. The beast would be taken down anyway, so why not play with it?]

[The onslaught from all three of the humans are beginning to wear down the Elvoret, as much as he tries to deny it. Akiela's attack manages to drive into its wrist, claws clenching from the pain that wracks the wounded arm, and it succeeds in distracting his attention from Grell. Caught off guard and not being able to properly follow the movement of the redhead, the Elvoret attempts to flap its wings to create a gust strong enough to blast Grell away, but the cuts have managed to tear up the scaly wings, rendering him flightless. Angered by the handicap, the Elvoret is left with only one arm to defend itself now, forcing all the strength it possessed to make another swipe in hopes of knocking down both Akiela and Grell. He would deal with the Phoenix later, once the nuisances were eliminated.]

[Marco takes the chance to once again try to draw the siren from Elvoret. He didn't feel much the first time, but if he recalled correctly, he wasn't supposed to until the end. Still, it would be pointless if he failed completely and given how well the girls were doing, it seems Marco has the free time. Unfortunately, he has to land and switch back into human to do it since that's the form he learned it in, but he keeps the blue flames up just in case and focuses all his concentration on it.]

[With that arm out of the way, Akiela's attention turned to the second limb, mostly in hopes of dealing it the same fatal blow as she had the first. It was then that she realized two things.

First and foremost, that it was making a last ditch effort in bringing them down. It was something she had come to know as "rage," a monster's ability to fight back stronger than ever, even when making its last stand in hopes of either saving itself, or at least bringing down their killer.

Second, that there was no way in hell she was going to be able to avoid the strike in time. With only two ways to go, guard or counter, either way it was going to hurt massively come this time tomorrow. Bending her knees and bracing herself, she brought her spear head up and slid the blunt end of her weapon into a grove on the floor, giving it extra backing as the arm swung at her and, consequently, straight at the pointed blades of her weapon.]

[Grell slide to a halt next to Marco, an excited grin on his face. He flailed the arm with his scythe, unable to contain his joy at the fight and gave a squeal.]

This is so much fun~! [His joy was short lived when green eyes blinked at what Akiela was doing and realized what would happen. Grell tilted his head to the side before teleporting again, appearing above the uninjured limb of Elvoret. With a cackle, Grell swung his buzzing scythe down onto it, hoping to speed up the eventual impalement onto the spear.

It also meant that Akiela would possibly get hurt more, and sooner. Oh well!]

[It was too much at once-- an attack on the mind as well as an attack on the body. The Elvoret has little time to decide which was more precious to defend, and in the end, its physical well-being proves to be far more important than it's possession of the Siren. He hardly notices the slipping of the GF from its grasp as it lets out another pained cry of anguish, first from the scythe digging into its shoulder, then the inevitable contact of the spear against its claw, an injury he has brought upon himself.

The rage which previously fuels him slowly dissipates, but it does not go down without one last hurrah; both arms incapacitated, the Elvoret more or less Kamikazes, launching its body towards Akiela in an last-effort attempt to cause some damage before he is defeated.]

Gotcha. [And with that Marco instantly flows back into phoenix in mid-jump and divebombs towards Akiela so that if Elvoret collapses on top of her, he won't crush her long, a phoenix cry loudly echoing through the building.]

[The jarring impact of Elvoret's arm connecting with her spear makes her grit her teeth. She has to let go of her weapon, something she despises as it rears up, since her weapon is far too deeply embedded and her hands are still numb.

When it throws itself towards her, obviously hoping to crush her beneath its massive weight, Akiela swears she hears a Tarutaru laugh obnoxiously in the back of her head. At least until she hears Marco's phoenix cry. With Elvoret leaping at her and her back to the edge, she has a one chance shot at not being squished into a pancake. In a single fluid motion, she yanks off her gauntlet and holds her arm above her head, elbow bent making a inverse "L" shape.

She's not even looking at Elvoret anymore, their locked with Marco's in a fearless gaze with a little smirk curling her lips. Because even if this doesn't work... she finally feels comfortable for the first time since she came to this world.]

[Grell saw everything happening in slow motion. Marco finishing...whatever he was doing and transformed to that phoenix form, dashing over to Akiela. It seemed that the big, bad monster was doing a last ditch effort to kill them off.]

Really... [Grell kind of leaned against his scythe, watching amusement as his boyfriend and armor girl were about to be crushed. It wasn't as if he didn't care, which he didn't, but he was sure they wouldn't die.

The fun was already over, and hardly any blood was spilled. What a waste.]

Edited 2010-08-17 14:42 (UTC)

[It was too late for him to fend of the Phoenix, and when he realized that the bird was swooping down to push Akiela way, the Elvoret couldn't stop it's momentum. Letting out one final cry that was a mixture of both furry and defeat, he crashes down, it's body giving one last ragged, harsh breath before slumping over.

Moments later, his body dissipates and vanishes.]

Uhh... guys? [Giant sweatdrop and tries to make sure Akiela is safe.] Are bodies supposed to do that here?

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I AM, INSANELY APOLOGETIC.

We still love you <3

Apologies as well!

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... no Headmaster Cid you may not attack the cadets.

:O Ciiid no D: XD

/Cid uses explusion. Instant death.

That seems useless, since Grell's dead already. :D

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