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damned_institute2009-01-24 09:00 pm
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Nightshift 38: Recreational Field
[from here]
She almost wished that she hadn't went last night. Because standing in this field again, in the same place she had been when she felt Hitsugaya die, was surreal. There was no one out here this time--no people, no kids, no mourning Shinigami, no virgin-eating birds. Just the chilly wind. She wrapped her arms around herself, shifting her flashlight and spear.
Senna moved close next to the buliding, hiding in the shadows and peering upwards. No birds so far. Maybe they'd be lucky. That guy better not show her up. Though she had to admit, wearing her Shinigami uniform was a lot warmer than the stupid outfit they gave everybody. And at least there was no more damn smiley face staring at her.
[Waiting for Reid down here.]
She almost wished that she hadn't went last night. Because standing in this field again, in the same place she had been when she felt Hitsugaya die, was surreal. There was no one out here this time--no people, no kids, no mourning Shinigami, no virgin-eating birds. Just the chilly wind. She wrapped her arms around herself, shifting her flashlight and spear.
Senna moved close next to the buliding, hiding in the shadows and peering upwards. No birds so far. Maybe they'd be lucky. That guy better not show her up. Though she had to admit, wearing her Shinigami uniform was a lot warmer than the stupid outfit they gave everybody. And at least there was no more damn smiley face staring at her.
[Waiting for Reid down here.]
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"HAHAHAHAHAHA! That's the funniest fucking thing I've heard since I've been here, Ami. Most witches I know don't try to make their targets laugh themselves to death; they try to go with the fucking intimidating shit," she replied with a smirk. "And they don't go showing off their legs like that. Tell me, sweetheart, ain't you a bit a cold flashing your panties and all like you did when you jumped out of that ring? Not that I minded..."
That last bit was said hoping it'd fluster Ami a little considering how red she'd turned when the bow had been torn off and earlier when Falis had kissed her on the cheek. Before the words were fully off of Falis' lips, she was on the move. She may not have her unmatched speed here, but she was still pretty fucking fast.
The hunter's form exploded forward, but went past Ami on the girl's right, her sword in it's reversed fashion coming up as if it was going to cut along Ami's shoulder as the blonde shot past her. The blade did not connect, though, merely close enough to shear a piece of that floofy sleeve off if Ami didn't move fast enough.
The hunter's mark was tired, Falis could sense this. Labored breathing, though she was doing a decent job covering it up, there was a good chance the ice witch was out of magic for the moment. Falis wasn't entirely sure, but she was going to take the chance that Ami was tapped out. Immediately once the tip of the sword passed Ami's shoulder, Falis pivoted and put all her considerable strength into her strike as she tried to drive the butt of her sword straight into Ami's gut, the blade still running down the back of her arm where it wouldn't cut the supposed Sailor Soldier.
"I warned you," she said to Ami in a low voice. "But I've been called worse."
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Falis' words didn't go unnoticed by the mutant, but after all he'd seen and done, he could have been much more surprised than he was. The animal within reared its head briefly, almost as if in unconscious response to Falis' 'not minding' Ami's far-too-provocative outfit, but he quickly kept himself in check. Logan's mind returned to pure instinct as Falis struck. He knew well enough that she hadn't used the blade, but with that amount of force...he would have preferred to just subdue her, restrain her in some way. The animal within snarled again as he realised just how many times he'd done the same...or worse.
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Too late Mercury dived to try to avoid the next attack, and instead of the sword hilt connecting with her stomach, there was a sickening crunch as it smashed the bottom of her ribs. Mercury cried out in pain as she slammed into the icy ground, rolling for a couple of metres.
Gasping in pain, she struggled to stand back up, pain flaring sharply through her torso. With shaky legs, she managed to pull herself up again, one arm wrapped protectively around her broken ribs, the other ready to cast what was possibly her final attack.
"SHINE...AQUA...ILLUSION!" She threw the attack at Falis, using up what was left of her strength.
Before she could see if the attack connected, a roaring sound filled Mercury's ears, and stars danced in front on her eyes.
"Usagi..." she whispered to the darkness as her body crumpled to the ground.
A white light surrounded her unconscious form, slowing dimming to reveal a battered and bruised Ami, dressed in Landel's attire.
A small stick with a blue glass ball with the symbol of Mercury inside rolled loosly away from her fingertips.
[Please to be giving it back to her in the morning whoever picks it up? -batts eyes-. Permission from mods to turn back into sexy miniskirt Mercury at night :D]
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She felt the blow hit ribs instead of lower, stopping her follow through.
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
The ice attack was thrown haphazardly at the hunter, a desperation move, and Falis dropped to the ground, sliding along it to let the icy waves pass over her. She wasn't perfect, though, and the ice wave caught her already iced shoulder again and barely touched her left cheek. Pain flared before it quickly dropped into an icy numbness. Falis didn't care, though, she was more worried about Ami than herself.
"Fuck," she ground out, wincing as her cheek protested her speaking. Driving her sword into the ground to stop her momentum, Falis was up on her feet. She was immediately at Ami's side, sword put into the sash at her waist, and she knelt down to examine her friend.
"Ami," she called to the girl, not that she was expecting her to respond. The girl was out and Falis felt like shit for what she'd done. It had to be done, her experience showing her that anything short of knocking out a controlled patient was useless, but that didn't make her feel any better. Her hand moved across Ami's abdomen, searching for the damage, finding the broken ribs.
"Fuck," she growled out, her eyes closing briefly as she tried to calm herself down. It wasn't life threatening by any means, but still... she hadn't tried to hurt Ami like this. She'd just been trying to knock her out without hitting her in the head. Damn ice fucking up her shoulder, making her have to strike with one hand instead of two, reducing her control of her blade in half. She fucking hated magic.
"She'll be in pain tomorrow, but she'll be okay," Falis stated, her voice quiet as she put a hand to Ami's cheek. "I hope she forgives me."
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The pen may have gone unnoticed by Falis, but his senses didn't miss a trick. Moving swiftly, without ceremony, he swept it up into his right hand. "This looks important." He began. "Remin' me ta ask her abou' it tomorra. Fer now, le's jus' ge' her somewhere safe."
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"Yeah," Falis said, scooping Ami up into her arms with a groan of pain. Damn shoulder and damn leg and damn... magic. "I'll get her back to the women's block." She started toward the building with a pronounced limp as the ice around them started to thaw. "Catch you around, old man."