Bad Guys In White Hats

[J-Bear!]

(It might be a little odd for me to post now, but oh well. By the way, I was gone, in NYC for ten days. There was no computer, but I did get to see WICKED!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Jatza shook herself and headed towards Terent to help him. She had no idea who Ouwashi or Pendragon were, but she supposed whoever her mentor was fighting had to be the right person to fight. She gripped her staff and tightened her bracelet so it wouldn't slip off of her slender hands.

She hoped she was not too late to do anything. This was her first chance to be in a real fight, not one n which her mother paid people to let her win. Her only regret was that her friend was not alive to see her come this far.

[Arual]

Cecil was gashed badly from his opponent's attack, but not as bad as he thought; for in his attempt to dodge it and let out a wipe of his own he found the sword did not go as far as it could have. "Suzume," he thought as his will gathered within him, "I didn't know you quite well before you left. But I know you were never like this. You a good person and you practically saved me and Darishan that day! You're a strong girl and I-I know it sounds odd coming from me...but you are. All of us- your friends are counting on you! We're fighting with everything we have for you and Pen. Akira, me, Darishan, Lyra, Neko.... we're all here! Fight this off...please." Cecil's red eyes narrowed and a new skill appeared. His sword burned a bright neon green and with a few whispered, incoherent words spoken in a different language that (elvish ^^ he is in a way /half/..) only few at the school would actually know; Cecil swung his sword with great strength.

[Kim-la]

Lyra looked over at Ouwashi, her face looking slightly disturbed at how the Ouwashi’s looked.
"Well, couldn't you just kill her- erm… THEM." Lyra commented. “Dead people can’t tell you to do things… unless they become spirits… or come back to life. Everyone seems to do that these days.” Lyra said, at the end she was basically thinking out loud. At this point Lyra was actually considering going to help knowing she SHOULD, but honestly, she was content to just sit here and talk. Lyra sure was a lazy butt.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

"Tell me this... If I were to just right now, in this second, pull out my knuckledusters and attack you- would you want me to kill you? If you had the ability to, wouldn't you make me stop my attack so you wouldn't have to fight to live?" Israfel asked Lyra, honestly making a fairly good point, "Besides, if I kill Ouwashi, Suzume would die as well. I wouldn't want Suzume to die." He added. He had two things he planned to do- first of all was he wanted to kill Lucifer, second of all he wanted to regain his place in Heaven. Something told him that Suzume might have a way, and he planned to find it.

Ouwashi number one didn't skip a beat whenthe weapon changed in color and she pulled the blade of her weapon foreward to meet it, sparks of magic flashed when they hit, she had slammed her weapon's heavy blade into Cecil's with heavy force to knock it from her opponent's grip.

Deveron focused had seemed to stop fighting and instead watched, some teacher he was. His emerald eyes glinted with magic, he saw something that nobody else could. He looked accross the battlefeild and he seemed little worried about it to be honest. Cecil would be mostly okay for now, he was handling himself. Deveron just knew he'd have to stay here in case things made a turn for the worst, though if Cecil didn't make too bad of a mistake then he should be fine. How was a student to learn without actually learning? Even though the student wasn't his own, he was still able to help with the teaching process, even if it wasn't exactly the best of teaching methods in the books of many scholars.

[Ladd Russo of the Russo Family]

Cecil had made one of those passionate speeches and it had failed... It seemed that rendering her unable to attack was the only way. Darishan never hoped, considering hope silly, and thus seldom experienced any lack of it. He was pretty sure they would be able to do this, it might just take some time. Ouwashi and Takami were putting up a good fight. The water had reduced his summons to a gloopy peach colored mush, but the mush was putting up a good fight, grouping together and disturbing the water, with thin transparent bones, somewhat like those of a fish, sticking out. Kind of like the school's 'seafood stew' in appearance...

Warily turning his attention to the saurian-like creature, Darishan started a new incantation, with a few of the earlier skeletons falling back for the normal protection.


And Cheshire, who had been watching the battle with all the attentiveness of a scribe at court, noticed that Cecil was gashed and injured. With a catlike grace he maneuvered to a place out of Ouwashi and Cecil's fight range and started strumming his lyre to an old hymn, long forgotten by most, but one of healing. It's tunes were light but familiar, and the magic in them started to seal up Cecil's wound. The good thing about music is that you only have to be in earshot for it to work, so he did not have to interrupt the student's fight with one of those demonish creatures.

[Arual]

Cecil felt a sudden tingle on his side. The wound had cleared! But how?! He had to thank whoever or whatever helped him out a bunch, though the faint music he heard was oddly familiar.
Cecil's red eyes bore into Ouwashi's as he kept the grip on his sword tight and although the force and impact was great- it was not enough to shake Cecil. Instead of calling upon a jutsu or something expected of a ninja, the raven haired boy did something different. What- well, you'll just have to find out.
"What comes up," he told her as he pushed his sword up to knock hers away, "must come-down." A sudden flash of forty kunai(sp?) knives came from the air at lighting speed. Their metal points made a quick shimmer before plunging right toward Ouwashi's body and around the opponent herself.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

(Everyone is making it exceedingly hard to keep Suzume alive... I want her to live)

Ouwashi number 1 stood still as the kunai (you spelled it right) came down through the air and as they breached her skin it was like something being dropped into water and it slipped through her to the ground and she simply looked at Cecil a moment, "You'll have to do better than that... besides, do you really wonder where all this damage is going? I'll give you a hint." She said with a laugh and she changed shape, back into Suzume. It was the real Suzume, forced out for the sheer purpose of showing this to Cecil for Ouwashi's own amusement.

Bloody wounds were seen where each of the kunai had hit Ouwashi and Suzume's legs shook as she stuggled to keep herself standing and she coughed blood, her own battle was almost lost with this, she shook her head, turquoise eyes looked towards Cecil. Suzume would die before Ouwashi did. Suzume rippled away as Ouwashi took over again.

"See? Give up now if you truly are her friend." Ouwashi (1) hissed, her forked tongue flicked like a snake's. She crept toward her opponent, "Give up now so that like Pendragon, your blood with quench the tides." she said, her voice rhaspy yet still strong like a harsh whisper, it hadn't been revealed to everyone else that Pendragon had died- she waited for Cecil's response before continuing.

Neko continued to force his eyes shut, his mind working to separate himself from the summon now, suddenly it was gone from him like a cable had snapped and he stepped back to keep from falling. So they learned one thing- Ouwashi was able to take summons of necromancy and take them for her own use. The creature hadn't faded away like what might be expected, instead it charged for Darishan, growling angrily. Neko broke out into a run, his staff clutched hard in his hand and he whacked the creature in it's brow, keeping it from reaching it's intended opponent. Neko never had good luck these days, go figure- his mother was a black cat- luckiest demon he'd ever met, but Neko seemed to be the one with all the crappy luck nowadays, knowing all that bad luck Neko had- chances would be he would have been better off staying where he was.

Ouwashi two slashed her long, sharp claws at Darishan and though instead of the normal horizontal cutting action, she pierced them into the ground, liquid seeped into the dirt. Whatever it was that Ouwashi was doing was strange and considering the situation- dangerous. The one advantage her opponents would get having be that Ouwashi was now busy initiating an attack and completely open.

[Arual]

Cecil's eyes were colder and harder looking then ever before. He was hurting his friend- not the idiot in front of him! (*xcuse ze' french) Shit, shit shit! What could he do? That wasn't much of an attack to start with and if that was damaging his friend, then anything greater would kill her!
"Give up? I think I've heard the word; but I was never quite sure what it meant." ( (c) of Sasuke from Naruto! CHA) Cecil replied, refusing to give up. He had to think of something; something that wouldn't harm Suzume, but harm that creep that's taking over her.

Wait! There was something he could do!


"The lesson from Holy class!" Cecil mentally exclaimed. He remembered now! In Holy; they had no light, no weapons but the present they got, and had to work together to beat the huge snake! Everything relied on instinct and on your abilities. Holy magic.... those stars! He still had them with him, along with the red sand from Puppetmaster! He didn't need any weapons or techniques! not even eyesight...he knew exactly what he had to do- but how to get the others to understand the same thing he realized!?

[Kim-la]

Lyra shrugged at Israfel’s argument.
“As far as I’m concerned, if YOU tried to kill ME, I would just go and try to kill you as well. You try to kill me, I try to kill you. It all makes sense in the end. And as far as you killing Suzume, and Duemi would kill me for this, but oh well. I mean, I didn’t know her. And it seems to me that it would solve plenty of problems.” She shrugged “Oh well.” Lyra mumbled as she continued to watch the battle. She was honestly getting really worried about Duemi and was seriously considering going to go look for her. But if she came back, Duemi would be wondering where SHE was. So Lyra decided to keep her rather lazy butt here.

[Ladd Russo of the Russo Family]

The sight of Cecil's opponent becoming a Suzume peppered with wounds said that they were failing-- and badly. It was hard to gauge the damage done to Ouwashi by Suzume's level, which made this all the more challenging, but that glimpse of her was not only helpful but reassuring.
One: Suzume was there. He would have loathed fighting all this way for a lost cause.
Two: Suzume was at her limit... if these things were really all connected. A few more serious attacks could very well finish her off. That could kill Ouwashi, or maybe it would just free her. Either way, that would be failing, since they were trying to capture Suzume alive.
Three: Sedating Ouwashi by means of wounds was impossible, as any added wounds would kill Suzume. This would have to be a swift strike to unconsciousness somehow.

As if this was not challenging enough. There were holes to his theories, of course, but he could risk using them, with Suzume's line balancing precariously on the line...

Grateful that Neko was tackling the saurian, Darishan took advantage of Ouwashi's ominous irrigation of the land by swinging his staff at her head with all of his might (which unfortunately was not a lot, necromancers not being ranked among the strong men of this world). It was a staff of strong, heavy wood... there was the matter of her being able to dissolve around attacks, but... trying.... trying...

[Moonfire]

"Cecil! Cecil!" Aliuna said in full sprint towards him. She stopped a few feet from him, seeing the Holy Stars in his hand. "Well, if I didn't know better I'd say you have a plan. You're face is screaming it. Need some back-up?" she asked, rather forwardly. She wanted to get into the action, get the blood pumping some more.

She twisted her hands slightly, the steel fans within them flashing open in a bright shimmer.

((Sorry I've been gone, Australia was amazing, but I missed ya'll ^.^

'jacked: Mooney, we missed you too! ='( SO MUCH!))

[Señor Sunday Friday]

Ouwashi one looked at whatever it was that Cecil heald in his hands, "What do you plan to do with that?" She asked, her predatorial body was crouched, ready to leap in an attack, her jagged teeth glimmered dimly in the light as she bared them, her saliva black water which gave her the look of pestilence and plague. black liquid began to spurt from the ground beneath Cecil and Alina, separating the grains of dirt and making it like liquid, like sinking sand in all honesty.

Deveron frowned, this was certainly a change of events and he made his way towards the black liquid mud in case the students needed assistance the the tendrils of blackness reached up to grab them.

Ouwashi three gripped her massive jaws around Darishan's staff and bit down hard, meaning to break the annoyance. She growled angrily at the necromancer as she drew her claws out of the earth and began to slash at the student. "You can't save Suzume- already she's being prepared for the sacrifice. The portal WILL open, and the realms WILL collapse and the soul sacrifice will set it off, feeding the Gaia Beast." she laughed, the second Ouwashi had dissapeared over the edge of the cliff long ago, travelling into the cave to prepare to open the portal, as well as making the Gate Suppressions fall to make the archway whole once again and let the Gaia Beast wreak havoc on the world. Humans were stupid creatures, this was all too easy to even be enjoyable.

Suzume fealt the cold steel pressing against her neck and the grip on her arms so she couldn't move, blood dripped from her and she looked towards Ouwashi disdainfully. "Why won't you just kill me?" She asked, not liking the fact that the water spirit seemed to have some alternative purpose for her.

"You'll see in good time." She promised, Ouwashi had returned to her more human form within her mind, the ground at thier feet was flooded with water, drenching thier ankles and up to thier knees.

Suzume continued to try to get herself free but no matter how hard she tried, she wouldn't succeed, limbs and body weakened from the kunai, her own strength diminished from fatigue as the liquid seeped from Ouwashi's fingertips and soaked into her skin, burning like acid and Suzume clenched her teeth, she wouldn't scream. It wasn't something she was in the habit of doing so as she was chained to where she stood, she clenched her teeth and let out only the slightest whimper of pain as she trembled, her natural reaction to the pain was quickly killing her remaining strength and she collapsed into the water, now as she looked up at her captor, the waters around her turned to acid as well. Everyone had better hurry up out there.

[Arual]

((he didn't take anything out yet you guys XD but because you said so... i will... because I love y'all like that))


Cecil flipped onto a small stump that was extending from the brush where the black had not reached yet. He crouched down in a frog like position while regaining the little balance he lost, and those two red eyes were shut. The boy's ebony locks blew in the breeze that picked up from the force of the attacks being made, or from nature itself as the serious smirk on Cecil's face had long faded away. He centered himself mentally, emotionally, and physically as the stars he got from the class were placed between all ten fingers.
All the fighting...all the chaos... had been extingushied in his mind. It had become silent; clear, as the disorganized thoughts sorted themselves out once more. Cecil no longer was angry, nor was he frustrated with the situation. "Save Suzume," he told her opening his eyes in that way you see in Naruto when the Sharingan is activated. His sword had vanished with ther obvious replacement as Cecil realized how every single class he had could make a contribution to possibly winning this fight. At that point, he was glad he was leaning what he was.
"I can't use red sand without hurting Suzume..and I almost killed her last time...even with an antidote- it'd be too late. I don't want to summon Kuma unless it's necessary, and the stars could hurt Suzume as well, but it would most likely do more damage to the who has Suzume locked away. So...I guess that the other thing would be my best bet. " he thought extremely quick and waiting for the right moment without losing time to help his friend. He flashed in three places, two above the sand and not sinking, and the other still on the log.

[Ladd Russo of the Russo Family]

The staff was always nameless, but lack of name did not signify lack of power. The wood was no match for Ouwashi's fangs, and it snapped and splintered under her crushing bite. The fragments burned away into a heavy ash and slid away onto the ground, leaving a core of lightly glowing purple energy, with some sort of black jewel inset in the top.

Her claws slashed easily as razors through his jacket, leaving gashes that, while not exactly deep, were certainly not shallow. Darishan could only grimace and bear it now. He needed to think of something, but the only solutions that came seemed to be of a Holy nature, and Holy was not one of his fortes.

"I won't argue with you on that point. You obviously have your reasons, but what you say will not change what we have to do. You understand that," he said. Another idea. That was good. She seemed to depend heavily on water, so maybe he could attack there instead of her darkness. Darishan set into another incantation.

[Señor Sunday Friday]

THIS RP HAS MOVED!