Dance of the Fairies [ OPEN ]

[classifidol]

Who: Takane Shijou and YOU
What: The Silver Princess takes on the fairies in a battle most Disney princesses could only dream of. Music and mayhem abound.
When: Day 39
Where: The streets of New York the Freyr District
Rating: PG-13 for now



Takane rarely disrupted others when it came to walks, and to say she expected the same courtesy wasn't unreasonable. Therefore, when her usual wandering was rudely interrupted, it also wasn't unthinkable to ensure that those responsible took full responsibility for it.

... Luckily for most people, those who tended to bother her usually didn't receive a pipe to the head for their insolence.

It was a learning experience, really. The first whimsical being that attacked her had torn right through her skirt and left a nasty swipe on her leg that was still bleeding sluggishly. She'd found the pipe on the second one and, resigning herself to the fact that running was not an option - not for pride (mostly), but because she had to favor her leg - the idol had made do with improvising.

Which was precisely why she was singing, pouring as much anger and frustration as melancholy into it as she could, so that the emotions escaped with the puffs of vapor from her breath and struck out at the fairies for her. At times, the air itself even shimmered, darkening around the idol and making the creatures draw back uneasily. Those who could shake the unnerving thrall of her music moved to attack, but it was generally only one at a time, and Takane proved surprisingly adept with swinging a pipe. Those lessons with Masamune, perhaps. The song continued.

All the same, singing in such freezing air wasn't good for her lungs, and she'd been at this for awhile. She'd taken to tucking her chin into her scarf for a quick breath of warmer air when drawing breath normally started to hurt. If her leg didn't give out first, her voice might, and then this would become much more than an aggravation.

So much for a peaceful stroll.



[ OOC: Prose is really just to establish the situation, so action is totally okay! I'll match you. ]

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[relations]

[ Miki had already had a couple run ins with the strange creatures, and, for better or worse, she was fine. Her charm ability was enough to stun them long enough to run away, but that was about it. She wasn't exactly one to fight, so improvising a weapon hadn't even crossed her mind.

She figured it was some weird Freya issue, so she wandered over to the Freyr district.. yet it was still just as frigid as her own. Sighting Takane, she noticed she looked like she was in a struggle.. with nothing.

Wait. That wasn't nothing. That was those weird fairy creatures! Running up, Miki winked, sending out a few sparkles over to the enemies. Her powers weren't that strong, but it worked well enough to calm them down a bit. ]

Takane! Miki's got your back!

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[ luckily she just hit a pause before the chorus, and there's no small amount of relief in her eyes when she spots her fellow idol. Good, Miki's safe. That's one down. ]

Then, Miki... shall we make this an efficient finish?

[relations]

Uh huh! Let's do it, Takane! 765 Style!

[ wink wink wink

Suddenly, all the fairies are dazed.. giving Takane enough time to do a song. ]

[classifidol]

[ and boy is she singing.

Wow, this is like taking the fans down if the fans were rabid. It holds them in place long enough for her to smash a few into submission. ]

[relations]

[ Meanwhile, Miki is wildly punching until the remaining pixies decide to flee for the moment. ]

Whew.. Glad that's over! Do you think there's more, Takane..?

[classifidol]

I must admit to some doubts that no more remain. For the moment, however, we seem to have cleared the area.

[oresamazing]

[Atobe had been looking for a good place to practice, seeing as it was getting too cold again for some reason for him to practice outdoors like he preferred. However, during his venture in the Freyr district, well...

Don't look now, Takane, but there may be a tennis ball slamming into a fairy there, forcing it to topple against two others and causing a commotion.]

Didn't anyone teach you not to attack a lady?

[classifidol]

[ the look she shoots him is one of faint surprise, though she isn't quite shocked to see either him or his choice of weapon. Instead, she closes her eyes briefly; the strain shows just as temporarily. ]

They appear to be beyond scolding.

[oresamazing]

Then I suppose we'll just have to do things by force.

[He says as he bounces another tennis ball in his hand for a moment, before he throws it in the air and slams into it, hitting another fairy.]

Mere rabble like you are nothing in front of the great me!

[classifidol]

[ ... she would almost feel sorry for the fairies, but it's true enough that they seem to want the good and not-so-good people of Asgard dead.

If that's the case...

Then she's back to delivering a few more swift blows and moving to guard Atobe's back. ]

[oresamazing]

[At least he's not flying here. No, he'll merely deliver the same destructive hits again and again, quite disappointed to see that even his tennis balls were getting frozen upon impact, alas.]

A~n? What say you to taking our leave?

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[sora_wo_koete]

[ Chihaya has JUST managed to escape a few of the creatures herself, mostly through running, hiding, and pure luck. In fact, she's just barely catching her breath when she spots Takane stuck in an even WORSE bind, and holding them back by- ]

[ - singing!? ]

[ Chihaya can't help but stare for a moment, just long enough to make sure that she's seeing the shimmering air for what it actually is. She sees how it fluctuates in time with Takane's singing- and how it's actually growing WEAKER. ]

2/2

[sora_wo_koete]

Shijou-san-

[ Uncertain, Chihaya takes a breath and joins in Takane's song; she's not all that familiar with it, not nearly enough to perform on stage with her or even pull off a duet, but she knows enough to at least function as a backup singer... ]

[ ... which is precisely what she does, attempting to lend Takane her voice. As with Takane, the air around Chihaya starts looking strange as well... ]

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[ Takane's levels of awareness are fluctuating-- while she might have noticed Chihaya before, most of her attention is being demanded by her attackers. But she doesn't miss the second voice and the way it lends a boost to her song, so that the fairies actually shrink back.

Her eyes flick to her fellow idol, relief and gratitude flashing briefly, before she continues to sing. This hurts, but with Chihaya's help, she can manage a little longer. ]

[sora_wo_koete]

[ Chihaya returns Takane's glance with a nod, and starts striding forward slowly, her uncertainty fading as she focuses on Takane's- on their song. She doesn't have anything to defend herself with, but right now, Chihaya can't help but feel that as long as she has her music, it'll all work out. ]

[ And her music is what she's most confident in, after all. She's no longer singing just for herself, nor for an obsession with a specter of the past or her own guilt- she's singing to protect her family right here, right now. ]

[classifidol]

[ she's genuinely proud of the younger girl, eyes softening in approval as she watches her step forward. Chihaya's suffered more than any person should, but to see her move now and to hear the strength in her voice lending such power to her own is reassuring. She's grown so much, hasn't she? ]

Chihaya-- [ as the song ends, and she swings the pipe a second time to crack through the ice of another fairy. ] I entrust the next song to you!

[ RETSU DUETO. ]

[dragonizing]

[ is masamune usually seen in freyr district? no, no he isn't--while he wandered into other districts, he never found much reason to go into freyr.

well, except for now. the whole mess with the fairies means that there's some form of danger, which means he has to check on people, even if he doesn't voice his intentions. and so he finds himself in freyr. it's strange to hear a distant voice in the background, but it's what leads him to well... who he was looking for.

hello, shijou. there's a man with six claws out, who might just be approaching with a quick slash at some fairies. ]

[classifidol]

[ Takane expects nothing from others, except that if they decide to do something, their resolve should be strong enough to carry through without hesitating. She doesn't expect a rescue, nor has she committed herself to hoping for one.

So it's with some surprise and less visible relief (he might not have appreciated her checking on him, but she's glad he seems unharmed) that she takes in the sight of him with swords unsheathed.

Maybe it's coincidence. Maybe he was concerned, but what truly matters is that she has an ally now and to stand there staring while a group of fairies shriek and claw and start to swarm his way is not at all acceptable.

The air sears her lungs, but she takes as deep a breath as the cold will allow, and belts it. There's a confident, intimidating feel to this song, one that makes a great deal of the little ice things hesitate and reconsider attacking.

... Which is fine, because she has a pipe for them. ]

[dragonizing]

[ ah, he gets it. he's never seen bardic influence in action, per se, but he thinks he gets the gist of it when he sees the fairies hesitate at takane's voice. it's interesting, for sure--a lot of things were interesting here. that kind of thing fit takane, though.

... he can't say he expected her to ever wield a pipe, though. he does give a low whistle at her abilities. she could defend herself, but that didn't mean masamune wasn't glad he showed up in time. ]

Got some voice there, Shijou. [ there's no doubting the impressed tone in his voice as he hacks away at some hesitating fairies--six claws, right in their face; they crash to the ground, and shatter to pieces. masamune steps over their ~nice remains~.

he doesn't expect takane to answer. it's hard to sing and talk, after all, but he has to say it. ]

[classifidol]

[ she's going to have quite the hoarse voice for a few days after this as she continues to sing, shattering one fairy's head until it collapses. Her eyes flick his way and she nods, her method of acknowledgment. Honestly, she's relieved he's here. She knows her limits, and she would have been near the end of them if she'd gotten herself out of this current situation. ]

Good luck to you!

[ and with that lovely bit of Engrish, there's a bit of a lull in fairies, enough for her to finally draw a decent breath and cough a little. This air isn't very helpful. ]

[corvis]

He was separated from them again.

And these little monsters wouldn't stop coming, wouldn't relent, wouldn't give him a break for even a second. The sound of his own gun was deafening in his ears, but not as much as the strangled click that signaled when he was finally empty.

"Shit," he cursed as he stumbled back, backhanding a faerie in the face with the gun in the process. It smashed the head, cracking it and the faerie crumpled to the ground. That was one, but with still so many, he'd never have time to reload, nevermind fend them off.

As one came, so did another but it wasn't until Gilbert found himself backed into a wall that he really got a taste of the damage they could do. There were six of them, surrounding him and well aware he was still dangerous with the firing weapon as a bludgeoning tool. Instead, they took to taking quick swipes at him and then jumping back to keep their distance, avoiding his own attacks with their extremely short range. Tactical enough with whatever little intelligence they had, two managed to get him to drop the gun by continuously attacking his arm. When the weapon fell to the ground lifeless was when they all attacked simultaneously, latching on to him with the intention to create frostbite.

"Dammit!" he yelled, trying to shake them off even as he could feel the biting cold slipping through his clothing to seep into his skin.

If he could just get a distraction long...!

[classifidol]

It was unusual to stagger more than glide, to gasp more than breathe calmly, and she was well aware that this wasn't what a Shijou was supposed to look like (her butler would have scolded), but Takane was past caring. With a skirt in tatters, a bleeding leg and scratches scoring her arms, she wasn't pleased... to say the least. And that displeasure only increased when she saw just who it was the fairies were after.

The singing came first, as powerfully as she could manage, and the force was enough to make the fairies falter, loosening their grip and turning back towards--

... The pipe being swung with a surprising amount of force.

Three went flying. The other three looked as though they might regret remaining.

[corvis]

He'd been alone so long during that dark period in his life that he was used to being stuck between a rock and a hard place, wishing someone could come along and help. It never happened, which is why he is more than a little surprised when he hears the singing before he even sees who it is.

He can feel the raw power of the song, an unusual feeling he's never quite felt from music before (is this her power, then?) and the faeries seem to have felt the same.

It's when that pipe comes soaring through the air, the force behind it causing it to whistle before impact, that Gilbert expression becomes stunned. Never in his life would have expected something like that coming from Takane.

The world was just full of surprises, wasn't it?

He could just stand there dumbfounded and let her do all the work. He really could, it was that much of a surprise. But, he managed to shake that sense of paralyzing shock off with his new freedom now that three faeries were gone and proceeded to reload his gun. She might deal with two of the three, but the final one is his and he shoots it right in the face at a critical point, causing it to crack in one shot and topple over lifeless.

Once they were disposed of in the immediate area, Gilbert breathed, slumping back against the wall, clutching his arm, and sinking to the ground. "Thank you," he said with an immense amount of relief, looking towards her.

"Are you okay?" That gash on her leg was hard to miss.

[classifidol]

The song dwindled into silence by the time the last fairy had crumbled into ice shards, at which point it became evident that Takane had been at this for quite some time. She was breathing almost painfully, sweat beading on her forehead and dampening her bangs and when she stepped forward, she was favoring her injured leg.

Somehow, however, her manner was still as polite as ever. She even smoothed down what was left of her skirt as she carefully crouched down beside him to look him over with a concerned frown. He'd fought well, but they'd been at his arm, and she knew how much of a risk that was.

"I can still function capably." Her voice was quieter than usual, slightly hoarse. "To what extent were you harmed?"

[corvis]

"Heh." It was a soft sound that escaped him, looking at the ground a moment before back up to her. "I'm glad."

Pulling his fingers away from his injured arm, he went to gently place a gloved hand against her forehead, brushing those damp bangs lightly out of the way. An affectionate gesture and rather odd out of the blue, but she'd notice after a moment that the pain in her leg would dissipate and the feeling in her lungs would soothe to something more tolerable. While the gash was still there and so was the strain at her chest from her singing, he could at least take away most of the pain associated with it.

About the same time she'd feel better Gilbert would flinch, his hand falling from touching her, before starting into a short coughing fit—suddenly short of breath himself—his own powers giving him a taste of the pain she suffered. She was certainly strong-willed to carry on singing despite the difficulty, wasn't she? After a moment, it subsided and he sighed, hoping that power did something to help her. At the time he had found out about it, it had seemed useless, but if it worked the way others said it did, than maybe it wasn't so bad after all, especially in a time like this.

But, back to her question. He grimaced just thinking about his arm again, moving his hand back to grasp at it, the sting of frozen flesh obvious to him even with cloth separating his touch. "It's frost bitten," he admitted. "But not too bad." He hoped. He didn't really want to look.

At the very least, he could still feel his arm and blood circulating, which meant any damage was only skin deep.