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EVENT: The Attack of the Clowns

Early in the morning, those who had brought one back would find the bird keychains they brought back from their trip to that skii resort doing something...strange. The small eyes on the things started pulsing with a faint light that might go unnoticed at first. It doesn't stop though, and keeps right on pulsing for the rest of the morning.

Shortly, before noon, the light stops pulsing and shines bright enough to be uncomfortable.

Two things happen at once when it does.

One of these things is this: within a 50 meter radius of every keychain, strange ripples appear in the ground. From these ripples, something that is barely humanoid in shape slowly ascend. Their colours range from red to silver to yellow to purple. When they've materialized all the way, the Clowns immediately spring into action, attacking anyone nearby and, if there is no one, move in whatever direction they were facing, seeking victims.

The other thing that happens is a voice, young, lilting and feminine, being projected through the keychains.

""Thank you for all that you have done: none of this would have been possible without your contributions. I would thank you all in person except I don't believe I am really welcome here. Which is a pity as I hadn't gotten to meet all of my lovely victims the first time around. Please accept these children as a token of my appreciation instead. They are a little, ah, crude, but I do hope you will all play nicely~."

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[ Hiding her worry was one of her bigger concerns. She had lost contact with Akiha for a while and Sion was searching for her. Almost frantically (she had to keep her cool, just barely), she searched for her partner across a good part of the city. Sion hoped that she would find the half-demon in good shape. Being apart from her this long, it felt like any problems Akiha would have would be Sion's fault. ]

[Akiha has lost track of how many clowns she had fought along her search for Sion. It didn't help she'd gotten distracted by the clowns she knew were attempted recreations of her demon ability. When she'd first realized it, she'd gone on a mini-vendetta against them.

Such impulsive actions had landed her in a few problematic situations and she hadn't made it out unscathed. Finding Lily and the man that had been a victim was a sharp reminder that she needed to find her partner. So, instead of heading to the Clinic, she continued to work her way back toward Fatality, hoping Sion was nearby. Really, they needed to set up a standard meeting place if things like this happened again.

Akiha had turned a corner, right into a purple clown, about the same time she finally felt Sion's wavelength tugging at the corner of her mind. Feeling weaker as the clown attacked her, Akiha called out to her partner as best as she could over their link as she started to fight the clown.

Soul Bite was helping her take back the energy the clown took from her, but she was tired. Bleeding from a lot of superficial wounds including one on her forehead that made her look worse than she was, one side burned, and a noticeable limp, Akiha didn't know how much longer she could hold out on her own.

She needed Sion. She needed her badly. It didn't seem like she was doing much damage to this clown compared to the others...]

[ Once she felt that twinge...

...well, if Sion had one good thing going for her, it was her legs. They were for more than just staring at, for sure. She took off at a sprint in the direction of where she felt Akiha, wasting no time in contemplation or worry. ]

Akiha!

[Thank goodness, there was Sion. Akiha took her attention off the clown for a moment to lock eyes with her partner. That was a moment too much and she took a blow from the clown, knocking her backwards. It bore down on her and she caught its arm, draining as much as she could to keep herself going.]

H-help...

[ It probably wouldn't do much but Sion wasn't going to let anything hurt Akiha. Being out of range, she continued rushing forward, pulling out her pistol and firing at the creature. Yes, she was absolutely pissed that someone was harming her life partner. ]

[Unlike the black clowns they've fought before, these ones could be hurt by mundane weaponry. The shot hit it squarely, knocking it backward from Akiha, and splashed her with its purple... blood stuff. This would probably explain why there's a lot of silver on the Meister's clothes.

With it separated from her, Akiha stumbled back closer to Sion and reached her hand back. If she could get her hands on Sion before the clown recovered, she'd be able to kill it.]

[ Sion had the advantage of inertia from her unstoppable charge. Once in range, she dived forward, transforming and landing in Akiha's hand. Yes, she wanted Akiha to have her revenge and Akiha was fully aware of what Sion was feeling. ]

[Akiha was too tired for such full-on revenge as Sion was feeling and the level of evil energy from the various clowns inside her was easily detectable by Sion once they resonated. But, having her partner in hand, feeling Sion's wavelength, made things better and she quickly ignored the pain in her ankle as she struck the clown with an upward swing of the falcon head and then skewered its head with the forked end of the staff.

The clown twitched and then melted into a puddle of purple as it died. Stumbling back, Akiha put her back to the nearest wall and slid down to the ground, cradling the staff to her.]

I... I think I'm going to throw up. They're us.

...I am afraid you are going to have to repeat yourself.

[ Because that certainly wasn't a good enough explanation for her discerning mind. ]

That purple one... was like you. And there are red ones around that have what my blood grants me. Just to a lessor extent.

[Which would explain why Akiha's side was a bit burned.]

That witch used the data from when they had us to create these... these... things.

If that is the case, they are simple knockoffs. Combatting them should be easy.

For us. Together. It was not so easy without--

[Akiha suddenly stopped and dropped the staff on the ground, then crawled a few feet away so she could throw up. Too, too much evil energy.]

[ Sion change and wait for a moment. And be nice enough to hold Akiha's hair.

Just to be sure, she kept an eye out for any other foes. ]

Ugh... I need to learn to manage that energy better.

[She's grateful her hair was held back, though she's covered in enough blood it was the gesture that mattered more than anything else. She wiped her face to clean her mouth and get her blood that was dripping into her eye from the cut on her forehead.

Akiha leaned against Sion.]

Where were you? I couldn't remember where to look...

The library. But that is hardly pertinent now.

[ No, she is not slightly embarrassed at not being at Akiha's side when Akiha needed her most. ]

You're here now. Think you can help me get to my feet? We have clowns to kill.

Rather than fighting, I believe you require medical attention.

I'll be fine, Sion. I feel a lot better now that I've expelled a lot of that energy. Those things need to die. All of them.

....you are still injured.

So? It happens. [A lot, because she's too stubborn.]

And you should get treated before you exert yourself.

We don't have the time for that, Sion. Those things need to die. I'm fine.

...hmph. Just note that I am going to do what you say but not without complaint.

You know I know that you'll stop me when it's absolutely necessary. This isn't that time.

I'm just glad you're with me now.

I.....I am glad too.

EVENT: The Attack of the Clowns

Akiha + Sion | Closed

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