[Event] Invasion!

[soul_mods]

Characters: OPEN to everyone!
Location: All over Death City
Rating: Various
Time: February 2nd
Description: Witches have invaded and are attacking the city!

The attack, when it comes, happens quickly enough that Death City would have been caught flat-footed had there been no prior warning, but it's not completely unexpected because of the city's heightened state of alarm the past day. Warning sirens start sounding to alert the citizens and guests the moment a dark, slow-moving mass out in the desert to the south-east of Death City is spotted by Shibusen sentries. There's even time for civilians to run and hide before the mass is identified as an army of what looks like decaying, shambling corpses. The city's defenders are slow to move, however; most of them are distracted and are having trouble dealing with the black blood in their bodies. While agents are gathering to head out to deal with the zombie threat, that's when the witches make their move.

Portals begin opening in the skies above the city, disgorging hideous familiars: bulbous spiders and leggy ants the size of dogs. They drop hundreds of feet down into the streets and alleyways of Death City, and scuttle off in search of victims. The spiders are poisonous and can spin copious amounts of web to capture their targets, the ants spit acid that cause agonizing, paralyzing pain. Their masters bear down on the city in a cloud of black shadows--massive ravens strong enough to carry off adult men. There are five witches, women on broomsticks, beautiful if not for their crazed grins and obvious glee at the chaos descending upon the city. At some unknown signal--maybe the cackling from a couple of them--they dive in concert and disappear into different areas of the city.

Their masterful plan has begun!



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[dissenter]

He tensed slightly -- the last time Demona went for the hand-on-the-shoulder move, he got more than he bargained for -- but dropped his shoulders shortly after, with a short bark of laughter. Qilby smiled, genuinely, in reply.

"I plan to," he assured her. "Stay safe, Demona. You still have to tell me about your Earth and your people."

Offering a little parting wave, he turned on his heel. There'd surely be a staircase inside the building; it was more attractive an option than picking his way down the scaffolding attached the balcony, especially after... Everything.

The smile never left his face, even as he made his way inside and down the steps to the ground floor, idly trailing his hand on the bannister. If anything, it widened. Once certain he was out of sight, he pat himself down and with a faint relieved sigh, withdrew the soul he'd worked so hard to acquire. Safe and sound! It'd be a shame if he'd lost it after all that. He laughed; there was no warmth in the sound.

"Qilby, you really outdid yourself that time."

Lifetimes upon lifetimes of practice in deceit truly made one an exceptional actor.

[motherofthesun]

Well, Saya wasn't alone and there were only about five right now. Still, they were sizable and did spit acid which could be troublesome. Ah, seems like the ants finally noticed them.

he sure is... HA... HAHA... :J

[dissenter]

"Fair deal," he acquiesced, though by the time he said it the man was already tearing into the enemies ahead. No promises that he heard him.

Qilby had to step back and admire someone with such raw, destructive potential -- so this was what a Weapon was? The powers given out to people here simply paled in comparison to those he knew back home (nothing could surpass an Eliatrope like him, this was known) but if nothing else, the fact that the man was making such good use out of what little he had was impressive on its own merits.

On the other hand, Qilby couldn't care less how someone fought his fights for him. The more he was spared having to get his hands dirty, thanks to the short-sighted heroics of others (no matter how gruff its delivery), the better as far as he was concerned. The Weapon -- whatever his name was -- was clearly doing the job.

"You ought to have a partner, you know," Qilby called out, conversationally. The grunt work was handled, so he busied himself with keeping an eye out for adjacent threats. As interesting as it'd be to see what the limits of this person's power was, it wouldn't mean a thing if he lost his guard in the process.

[sayatakagi]

When the ants notice them, Saya cursed under her breathe. She glanced one last time at the wolf by her side, before she readied herself to fight those bugs.

Acid was no good , but she could do this. She had been training for so long, after all! And finally, she rushed towards the target, hitting an ant's front legs and managing to trip it.

Re: [Amaterasu][Streets - Outer Residential Area I/Morning][Open]

[motherofthesun]

Amaterasu looked back when she heard wood striking bone and noticed Inukashi coming towards her. No! He had to stay safe, but it was too late and more creatures were starting to arrive.

She raced back over to him, bashing zombies out of her way and stopped at his side.

"..."

[motherofthesun]

While Saya handled the first, Amaterasu bounced the second, using her paws and body weight to slam it into the ground. She sprung back as the last three shot acid, letting it coat their fellow ant instead.

The wolf peered back at Saya. Did she need help?

[megitsune]

Megumi waved the compliment away modestly, as she tried not to look at the gruesome sight before her. "I'm a doctor, not a princess in a tower. I need to go where people need saving. Not everyone can be moved to the clinic in time."

[realimperfect]

It's... bizarre to say the least, watching him go through this process of elimination, but she waits to see what he has to say. Who knows, after all, what may be helpful and what may not, and at this point she really has no reason to not believe what he has to say. Still, there's a long pause after his assertion, as she turns to look in the direction he indicated, eyes on him and then down the alleyway located nearby.

"That way, hm?" But curiosity wins over, eventually, and she has to ask - "And how do you knoe enough to assert that?"

[flowering_tea]

[With Kenshin’s warning, Shuurei ducked behind the desk in time and managed to avoid the flying cobwebs. But there was a different casualty—]

Aah! [Those reports she had spent last night working on! They were all covered with sticky webs now! She took a couple of steps back as the oversized insect moved forward and took aim again, this time towards Kenshin.]

[forhispeople]

[Ling spins from where he's kicked an ant through the face to kill it, to grab his sword back from the head of the ant right behind Lili. The move brings him extremely close to her and as he reaches right over her shoulder for his sword, they're face-to-face.]

[He offers her a rare eyes-open smirk.]

Well now, fighting and chasing girls are two very different things.

[of_the_faint_smile]

"Nor are you hindering them," she replied simply before turning her back on the other woman. "If all you are is talk, I see no point in wasting my time here any longer. I need to find my Weapon," she said coolly, gesturing with a hand to indicate that she was leaving.

"If you ever become more than talk, look me up," she said before moving out of the area.

[forhispeople]

[Ling closes his eyes and pulls himself inside-out again. It's getting much easier since his training with Tear and Kanji. He can let himself fall away now with no fear about losing control of his body. Before he knows it, the weapon he could sense on the inside of his soul is now the outside, and he's inside, the same way it was with Greed.]

[Ed is now holding a bright white and gold guandao, or halberd, with a long, wickedly curved blade and a dark red tassel. Ornamental carvings of pheonixes and clouds decorate the hilt of the blade and the cap at the bottom. Xingese characters on the hilt read "Halberd of the Golden Phoenix."]

[There's a very excited, very much shirtless Ling reflecting back at them in the platinum colored metal of the blade.]

Ahhh, I'd been wanting to show you two my weapon form for sooooo long! What do you think?

Think you can figure out how to use one of these, Ed? Ran Fan and I can help you with the basics.

[pmsgargoyle]

The gargoyle simple laughed softly "If you believe a loose tongue will suffice, when your actions are against you, then you must be quite naive." there was no way Demona was about to trust whatever she truly felt and wanted to do with the Humans to someone she just met, was fighting with the Humans, and even had a partner, no matter how bitter she sounded towards them.

"I bid you farewell" the female moved to a tree, climbing it and with that, gaining enough impulse to glide away.

[thelongestword]

Putting a finger to his chin, Shirogane looks up, "Hm. I guess you're right~ But before that, Meister or Weapon?"

In the distance there's the sound of running feet. Many running feet attached to one body as the ant searches for Bakura.

[Sephiroth] [Just after the kidnapping] [Closed]

[pure_lineage]

There was a large bowl just off to the side of him as he sat on the balcony floor. It took all of his energy to grab what he needed to make it out there before his legs finally gave way on him, but he'd been fortunate enough to place himself enough out of view that someone entering the apartment wouldn't immediately see him.

His jacket was off and discarded to the other end of the balcony as he worked carefully on his wound. The water within the bowl was no longer clear, but almost dark red from the blood it has been used to clean. He did his best to ignore the sight, knowing that he'd lost far too much blood than he should have, and instead focused on the task at hand. The cloth he'd used draped over the edge of the basin forgotten while he continued to pull the thick threat through his skin, but it was there and ready for use for when he needed to next clean his wound.

His hands shook from the effort, his body having lost too much blood, but he'd remained stubborn enough to already be halfway through suturing his wound. Fortunately for him, the knife had pierced only his side, which had given him just enough distance for him to awkwardly work.

Sephiroth had to pause when there was too much blood pooling around the area again. Grunting his dis pleasure, he reached back out for the cloth before beginning to wipe the new blood from his far-too-pale skin.

He had to get himself, and the apartment, cleaned up before Cloud eventually returned, as he couldn't allow his Meister to know of his injury - at least not right now. The blonde had something else far too important to concern himself with, after all, and the last thing he wanted was to be in the way of that.

[shiromadoushi]

Oh crap, he could hear that... He quickly scrambled the rest of the way to his feet, looking towards the sound with a very paranoid expression. He really didn't want to be eaten... bad enough it already had happened back home. "Aaa-- Weapon, why?"

[donttelldaddy]

[Lili doesn't move, or seem to react to him at all, except to give him a matching smirk.]

Not with me.

[de_faulty_hero]

A doctor? Cloud raised an eyebrow and nodded his head in understanding. He had seen a few of the other Weapons who were doctors do much the same thing. Still, he wasn't certain she should be out here all by herself without a means of protection.

"Yet, if you get eaten, you won't be helping anyone either. We need all the doctors we can in this warzone. Was there anywhere in specific you were going?"

[willnotdespair]

Mithos wasn't exactly trusting the god per se, but simply deciding that it was a better idea to stick around someone who can defend than become an easy target to the enemies around them. Once there was good shelter to be found Mithos would then decide to part ways with the god.

He looked down at the sword that Hades dropped. It wasn't in the best condition and can't really be used to stab anything, but it'll do. He picked up the weapon before following the god silently.

[heretolookhot]

Fine.

[She is, really. The fear is manageable, it's nowhere near as scary as Guatemala was. It's about the horrible stench that fills the air and becomes nearly unbearable when the monsters spill their guts, like cracking open a bad egg.

At least she was finding a new respect for Milla Jovovich.]

It's gross, but I'm fine.

[YOU SEE THIS STONE COLD EXTERIOR?]

[de_faulty_hero]

Cloud returned to the apartment with full awareness that his Weapon was already there. He knew that Sephiroth was also aware of the length of time that he had been gone, but he had come back. As he had approached, he had noted the odd sensation through the JENOVA link that they shared, a wavering that he felt only on the rarest of occasions.

He slipped soundlessly into the apartment and stopped after shutting the door. There were blood droplets on the floor, old because of how much they had dried by now, and he followed them to the living area. They went to the kitchen but there was also a trail that headed for the balcony. He closed his eyes to concentrate, feeling that Sephiroth was further away than the kitchen, which meant the balcony.

Slowly and silently, he approached, his gloves stained with gore from the insects and lizards he had killed previously. He stopped in the doorway of the balcony and spied his Weapon and the source of the blood. He was also now very aware of why the link between them wavered; Sephiroth had lost a considerable amount of blood.

"You shouldn't be out here in such a condition. There may still be enemies," he murmured as he peeled off his gloves and stepped outside. He stepped over the bowl of what had probably been water and fell into a crouch next to his partner before leaning forward so his head came to rest on Sephiroth's bare shoulder. "Rest. I'll finish this for you," he murmured softly.

[pure_lineage]

He had been far too distracted with his task to notice Cloud's approach. Wiping away the fresh blood from his wound, he tried to maintain his speed even if his body was betraying him by having his hands shake. It was getting difficult to focus on the task, but he couldn't leave the wound only half closed either. He would lose too much blood that way, and while his body could withstand much, Sephiroth knew that he couldn't afford to lose more than he already had.

Sephiroth glanced up at the unexpected voice from the doorway. He had lost track of time and had thought that he'd still have a few hours to recover before the blonde returned. Yet even as Cloud said those words and stepped outside, he lowered his gaze to return to his pitiful attempt of cleaning his wound.

"I didn't want to dirty the apartment any more than necessary," he honestly murmured. The fact that it would have been difficult for him to clean it up before Cloud's return the only reason he had moved outside, even if his blood was pooling on the balcony floor.

Sensing Cloud closing in him on, he quietly glanced over to regard the back of the blonde's head as it came to rest against his shoulder. Voice soft and straining to keep any strength in it, he lightly muttered, "I'm already halfway done."

[namelesswitch]

Oh, you're already funny, insect.

[She remained seated on her broomstick as her precious spiders settled on the ground before rising in an aggressive stance, baring their large fangs. They charged right in towards the mortal.

Arana giggled even as she twisted her fingers in the air and shadows began to creep into the area and some suddenly twisted out in an attempt to catch and hold the little blonde's knees and ankles.]

[de_faulty_hero]

The fact that Sephiroth's hands shook was a clear warning sign for him, and he knew that things were getting dangerous. He also knew better than to question the ex-General's motivations for letting such a wound get so bad. The blood that stained the silver-haired man's side and pants was explanation enough for him, and he knew that he shouldn't have left his partner for so long.

"There's blood in the apartment anyway," he murmured softly before he simply sat down on the balcony with his Weapon. His head still resting on Sephiroth's shoulder, he slid in closer and took the towel from the ex-General's hand to press it against the half-completed line of stitches.

"I want you to lay down, alright? Let me finish this and you rest, but don't go to sleep," he murmured softly urging the ex-General to lay down as he took the needle and thick thread. He'd have to warm the silver-haired man up soon enough and get some sugar into him right after. "Tell me what you did while I was gone," he pressed, wanting to keep Sephiroth awake above all else.

[motherofthesun]

It would be. Still, Mickey at least had his Weapon form and wasn't biting some of these reanimated creatures. Amaterasu grabbed one's shin and allowed the blade to strike continuously until it fell over.