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Entry tags:
- !arc 1 end plot,
- !event,
- alastair stara,
- allen walker,
- daphne allen,
- data!roxas,
- derek hale,
- euridice taverna,
- ezio auditore da firenze,
- jo harvelle,
- karuika mirel,
- kate beckett,
- kaz,
- lancelot,
- lea,
- matsuri kudo,
- regina berry,
- ruca milda,
- samantha grey,
- shou hitokage,
- vanitas,
- vriska serket,
- yuzuru otonashi
END OF ARC 1: DAY 171-172 BATTLE
[At dawn of Day 171, the battle begins again. It's the same as before, only both sides' troops are better organized. The first day will go badly: losses will be heavy, as the forces of Asgard as their allies seem overwhelmed by the numbers and ferocity of their opponents. The more battle-ready gods themselves can be seen openly on the battlefield today (Thor, Heimdall, Baldr, & Freya as melee. Loki, Sigyn, & Hel as mostly-unseen magical support. Freyr is still on a boat.). At night the battle pauses for a few brief hours, only long enough to bring in the wounded and the dead.
However, on Day 172, things begin to look up again. Another wave of reinforcements arrives, this time a large army of mostly human but partly elven forces, along with a few leaders who can quickly be pointed out as gods. This new army helps turn the tide, and this day goes well for the "good" side (though only by a slim margin).
But it still isn't over. In fact, it seems like it could draw out for a long time, until every bit of Asgard's side is destroyed.]
[ooc note: this is the catch-all log for Days 171-172 (Nov 8-11)! It includes the battle, but can be used for anything going on in the city, for medics, etc. Anything that isn't in the shelter can go here.
The shelter log is here. The Day 173 downtime log is here. Please be sure to include the day/time of day in the subject line of top-level threads. Also, be sure to have read the entire plot post.
There is a timeline of all important posts in the ooc comm here. If you have plot questions, please submit them to the plot post so everyone else can get the answers. Thank you!]
However, on Day 172, things begin to look up again. Another wave of reinforcements arrives, this time a large army of mostly human but partly elven forces, along with a few leaders who can quickly be pointed out as gods. This new army helps turn the tide, and this day goes well for the "good" side (though only by a slim margin).
But it still isn't over. In fact, it seems like it could draw out for a long time, until every bit of Asgard's side is destroyed.]
[ooc note: this is the catch-all log for Days 171-172 (Nov 8-11)! It includes the battle, but can be used for anything going on in the city, for medics, etc. Anything that isn't in the shelter can go here.
The shelter log is here. The Day 173 downtime log is here. Please be sure to include the day/time of day in the subject line of top-level threads. Also, be sure to have read the entire plot post.
There is a timeline of all important posts in the ooc comm here. If you have plot questions, please submit them to the plot post so everyone else can get the answers. Thank you!]
172 Evening
It wasn't like the giants had routed. the fighting was still hot and heavy, and it had been far from going the defender's way. Still, after that dragon, things had gone at least marginally better. This group, though, seemed different when the battle was joined.
Seeing the first of them, one of the frost giants, Samantha popped the cork on one of her little yellow bottles. She hadn't used one yet today, and the juice seemed a good idea while she got her blade at the ready.]
Hey ugly.
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The Giant looks at her, before it turns and brandishes a large halberd her way. If she wants to fight, she's definitely got one. There's no reply back, before he charges.]
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Good. That tended to make even the stalwart a little cocky. When he charged, she held her ground until the last second. Her hand spun to the side while she expected the bladed axe of the weapon to maneuver, chain whipping from her kusari-gama in an effort to catch the haft of the weapon and wrench it from its expected path, while her other hand shot out and slashed with sickle.]
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The chain manages to halt his swing of of, at least, though his grip tightens to keep it. And that costs him, because while he's trying to wrench his weapon back, the sickle catches him across the bicep and chest. With a small roar, he finally tugs hard back on his weapon and rights himself with a small stumble, but the open gashes are going to slow him down.]
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It wasn't very strong, but that little thing had a way of taking people by surprise. If he wasn't paying attention, he might find himself tripped or at least confused. In the meantime, though, she used one hand to untwist her weapon and the other to punch at the gut with the haft of the sickle.]
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That gets another, more pained grunt as he stumbles back a few steps, one hand protecting his belly from another strike. He has his weapon freed, though, and swings it toward her head. But it's a high aim, and more split-second and retalitary than calculated.]
warning - this could get violent/gory folks
As for her hand, though, she turned the haft in her hand and struck with a raking blow. It dragged the edge of the sickle along the abdomen. She was not playing nice with this slash at all.]
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It's probably a useless effort. But in a split second, there will be another problem on Samantha's hand.
A black-enshrouded figure suddenly appears from the Giant's back, carried over by some sort of serpentine shadow that dissolves mid-air. And then they're falling towards her, sword held down in a plunging position as he lets gravity pull him straight for the girl's head and chest.]
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There was blood running down her cheek from a shallow gash along the cheekbone. An inch more and that would have been a lethal strike. The shadows made her eyes narrow. It wasn't the first time she'd seen their powers on an enemy. It was the first time she'd seen Hel's.]
Looks like I caught somebody's attention.
[She started to get to her feet, warily watching him and beginning to spin her chain.]
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Hope it's what you wanted.
[He knew the damage was bad, but he couldn't afford to lose one of the Frost Giants so easily. And as he guarded it, there were already two lesser giants breaking away to aid it.]
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The guy holding a sword across from her seemed a good choice as far as that went.
Her eyes flickered, catching sight of them attempting to bring their fellow back, away from the fighting. She frowned. It wasn't as if he would be the first man she'd ever killed. It wasn't as if she couldn't kill to protect herself. There was still a bit of doubt in her eyes.]
Tell you what, you back your men off, I toss that one a poultice so his guts don't go everywhere, and you and me settle this like grown up mature little murderers. That work for you?
[The people around her looked surprised, though a few seemed relieved. The Vanaheim troops she was with were about half as many as his troops. The odds didn't favor the whole fight going in their favor even with her powers.]
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[He makes a small, amused noise from beneath the helmet.] Fine, it's your call how you wanna die.
[And with that, the shadow beneath her feet surges up into a wolf-like head and torso, fangs and claws snapping and raking at her.]
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But, now that they were down to it, she wasn't going to play nice in response to this. Her hand stooped whirling the chain and instead her fingers wiggled up, threading the metal between thumb and palm. Her will was reaching out, trying to seize up his body while she gritted her teeth. She had a feeling he could still control his little pet even without his body, but it was worth a shot.]
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And he did still have control over his creature. Big as a lion, and righting itself after missing her jugular. It pivoted on it's monstrous paws, and lunged again, coming at her from the other side.]
yep, the little witch got approved for 3
Trying to keep him at bay left her open to the creature. She felt it barrel into her and a rake of the claws sent blood spraying from one arm. She worked to maintain focus and snarled at the thing, slashing with her blade. She'd never actually fought one of the shadow-wielders, so she couldn't be sure attacks would harm their toys.]
Didn't... know ... shadow wielders worked for the frost side. You're good.
oh snap
The wolf makes no sound when it's hit, and there's no blood, but it does go reeling back a bit from the blow. It's not enough to destroy it, but it's shape distorts a bit on that side, before it comes back in and goes for her leg.]
There's a lot your side doesn't know. [Like how some of the Travelers had been enlisted onto the giants' side.]
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[She snarled, pulling back as she felt the thing tear a rake down her leg. That broke the concentration that he was seeking, though at that same moment, she reached up with both hands to put some force into her strike and aimed a downward blow towards the creature, trying to rake the sickle from where the shoulders met through the thing's shadow before hoping to roll away.
Her leg was on fire, but she didn't hiss. Physical pain was nothing new to her, and the way she glowered at them both showed it.]
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That's one down, but as soon as she wins that small victory, Vanitas is rushing for her. And with her concentration broken, he's moving fast and agile, going for her right on the heels of her roll with a slash of his sword.]
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She needed got out of here. She'd hurt his toys, not him, and she knew it. Using the grip at her weapon to keep his blade locked for a critical second, a fang showing.]
Don't know if your side's holding back tricks or your a traitor, but I've got a news flash if you're a turncoat.
Your soul's tied to Hel same as mine. What happens if she goes down?
[She reached down an brought up a wad of paper. She snapped it and a brief, small flash of light from the contact paper went off right between them while she timed the closure of her eyes. It was a really cheap parlor trick, even for a stage magician, but the flash might disorient him just long enough for her to lunge back and make a break for it in the chaos.]
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[But then his vision goes white, and he makes a small, surprised sound before backing off. His weapon's still raised, other hand in front of him defensively. It takes him several seconds to blink away the spots in his eyes, and when they finally clear he discovers her gone.
Cheap parlor trick, indeed. But he's not upset, just a little disappointed he didn't get to kill her.]
T'ch. [Turning back to his unit, he instantly calls for a brief retreat, so they can recoup their losses and see if the Frost Giant can be saved, or if he's a lost cause.]