We're the unmended, the untended, cold soldiers of the shoe (open)

[tortileghostwriter]

Character(s): David Lalonde, Rose Lalonde, and YOU
Location: ALL OVER THE GODDAMN PLACE
Rating: PG-13
Open/Closed/Finished: Open-ish
Summary: Backdated to the 19th. Starting in the quad, a high-flying fight log with dark magic weapons between repressed purple prats. Going all over the place, people can either try to catch up with them to try breaking things up or just...see them go by. Some minor property damage, nothing too severe. Figure out organization yourselves, I don't know?

Will probably end in hideousness.

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David's venture to the quad was more of a rush than he cared to admit. The armor and sword came to him immediately thanks to his sylladex, the Lensing Aegis dropping neatly into his offhand.

"I trust you weren't kept waiting too long, dearest sister of mine." The words come out coolly despite the echo, facetious as ever. This was going to be fun.

Comments

[thorny]

"Alas, it seems that my meager store of compassion was used up earlier this morning. You'll just have to go without."

Shit he's fast. Rose can't quite move quickly enough to block the oncoming attack, and turns over herself as she plummets a few feet. She crosses her wands and sends a more concentrated blast towards the last position she saw him in, hoping that even if it doesn't land it'll buy her enough time to right herself and go on the offensive.

[tortileghostwriter]

"Woe."

He dodges again, in much the same way, before flinging another blast from his shield--followed up with an arc from the Stairmitar.

[thorny]

Long distance doesn't seem to be doing the trick at the moment, so Rose decides to take a chance and close the gap. She swings away from the blast before hurtling straight at him, magic shooting out before her like sentient electricity.

[tortileghostwriter]

NOPE

and he's above her, bringing down the fell scimitar in an arc, the blade crackling with power.

[thorny]

If her Dave ever deigns to show up in this godforsaken school again she's going to grab him by his skinny neck and force him to teach her these cheap flashstep moves. For now, however, Rose meets the sword with wands crossed and pushes back. Energy jumps off them in large sparks that leap out to clash with the opposing magic.

[tortileghostwriter]

Yes, because the Knight of Time can totally teach someone to use the Knight of Light's powers.

He pushes back just as firmly, black edging into his eyes. YOU WILL NOT WIN NOPE NOPE NOPE

[thorny]

She's got the Light bit already, ergo all she needs is the Knight part to get this ok shut up she'll deal with it later.

She continues to shove at him, but it's pretty obvious that they're too evenly matched for this to get anywhere on its own. Time to make use of her cleverness in a way that doesn't involve her dropping out of the sky like a rock.

Kick to your groin coming your way, David. Think fast.

[tortileghostwriter]

You have no idea do you.

OH WHAT RUDE NOPE NOT HAPPENING

DODGE

[thorny]

She said she's got this covered shut up.

Good, that broke the deadlock. Rose is still close enough that firing off a few blasts should do some sort of damage, so she goes that route.

[tortileghostwriter]

HA.

OW FUCK okay, first blood drawn. Just going to lob a few bursts from his shield now.

[thorny]

The acrid smell of burnt hair wafts up into the sky as the blasts singe Rose neatly. She stifles a curse and lets loose a barrage of energy, much sorer about this hit than she ought to be. That was so uncalled for.

[tortileghostwriter]

What, and your hit was? He brings up his shield to block, sending a wave from his sword.

[thorny]

This is a fight, if you haven't noticed. The purpose of such scuffles are typically to hit the opponent. Her strike was completely legitimate under that definition. Rose rockets up several feet to keep any more hair follicles from frying and decides to see if she can use the telekinetic side of her wands to just grab him. The next jagged bolt of magic she sends out with the intent to immobilize rather than sear.

[tortileghostwriter]

What, so his hits weren't? Come on. Aaaaand nope nope dodging nope FUCK SHE'S GOT HIM.

[thorny]

Did you say something? Couldn't hear you over the sound of VICTORY HELL FUCKING YES. Rose can't help but shake him like a ragdoll as she reels him in closer.