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[Action // Different Threads is a Plus // Elvoret Battle // Other battles if you want them]

[Along the Dollet Beach students from the academy seem to have set up a small little beach party. There are blankets, coolers, Grell in a bikini, and even Marco is just hanging out in his beach shorts (although you won't ever see him go in the water.) There's even a beach volleyball area set up. Purely for the viewing pleasure of the guys watching. Seeing the scene you would never expect lots of violence that was about to befall.]

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[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?

[She muses at the light scratches on her armor, giving Marco a light bow of her head to indicate thanks.]

I've heard of it happening with monsters from the emptiness and in Sky. Though if that's normal here... I couldn't fathom a guess.

[Well, it was a good thing Grell didn't help. He wasn't needed! Walks over to them, scythe resting on his shoulder with a grin on his face, despite the many cuts he had all over.]

The Dance of Death. Such an exhilarating whilrwind we had! [It seems as if Grell enjoyed the battle. Uncaring if Akiela saw, he gave Marco a kiss on the cheek once he reached them.] Magnificent show, my firebird. [Looks to Akiela.] Armor girl! You were astounding as well.

[Pats Grell on the head in return.]

Well, that was a first for me.

[Blink.]

[Blinkblink.]

[Oh. ... well someone has interesting tastes. She raises an eyebrow while a slow, teasing grin spreads across her lips. At Grell's praise, she gives a shrug.]

Thanks. If there is one thing I'm well versed in, it's getting beaten to a pulp. Good job team.

Good job indeed! Let's celebrate--ouch! [In his excitement, he moves the wrong way and feels pain. Looks down and remembers his injuries.]

...after cleaning up. [Bashful grin.]

[Looks alarmed.] Nurse's office. Now. How bad is it?

[At first she's concerned, but the moment Marco jumps into the picture she knows when she's become a third wheel. With a snarky grin she can't conceal, she holds up her hands and begins to back away towards the stairwell.]

I'll go inform the nurse of your arrival, shall I?

W-Wait! I'm not that injured! [Tries to hold them off, backing away but winces. Well, maybe he needed a bit of attention. That burst breath was something else!]

[Picks up Grell and carefully carries.]

So you say. I don't even remember you getting hit.

[Armor girl uses escape.]

[Armor girl has run away!]

[Didn't know Armor Girl was a crafty monster!

Allows Marco to carry him, if only he likes this kind of attention.]

I was quite close to that attack. [Rests his head on a shoulder.] But that was do much fun!

So you'll be all right soon then?

[Clearly worried since he dove to protect Akiela and not Grell.]

I'll be fine, but I guess going to the nurse is a good idea. [Looks to his wounds, seeing a lot of the super small ones close up.] Reapers don't take as long to heal as humans.

[Grins and whispers in his ear.] You're so cute when you worry.

So being a reaper is a little like being a phoenix, eh?

[Pets soothingly in any case.] I'm always cute.

We definitely don't have flames, but in a way, yes.

[Giggles softly, kissing his temple.] True.

... 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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