Raine Fleur
ORACLE PHOENIX
[M:1050]
"Don't think about what just happened, think about the future. It will be alright."[A1i:2]
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Post by Raine Fleur on Nov 18, 2009 16:50:47 GMT -5
Inside the damp and dark cave, Raine could barely see in front of her as she took another step forward. The faint sound of water dripping further inside the interior of the cave could be heard along with the panting which came from the bear that the young beastmaster, Eri, had 'captured'. Strangely enough, Raine didn't feel afraid of the bear; more than anything she was fasinated.
"If you require a beacon, Sir Altair, I can provide it for you. That is of course, if such a device is truly necessary."
As Raine overheard this, a fiery light provided by Corina appeared. Amazed, she walked over to the girl who held her sword which acted as a burning torch to provide light in the cave.
"That is amazing, Corina!"
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Post by Lucy Heartphilia on Nov 18, 2009 17:02:55 GMT -5
[EVENT DETAIL 2/5]
[Oracle Phoenix Details]
As the members of Oracle Phoenix entered the cave, a strange rumbling echoed inside the cave, as a huge wall of ice slid down, covering the entering to the cave, blocking the entrance from view. With no choice but to go forward, the Oracle group kept going forward, following the leadership of Altair Eleison, guided by the light of Corina Lucifer, and with a fifth member, courtesy of Eri Foxhound...
[Crimson Lotus Details]
During the 'cave-in', Crimson Lotus was making their own footprints, following the same path of their Oracle counterparts, and by-passing the cave, going towards the peak on the outer side of the mountain. As they head higher, the air gets thinner, making the oxygen more scarce, and causing flames to be harder to make. Visibility worsens, leaving two of the three members of Crimson weakened for the wear.
[Both-Teams Details]
While both groups, now separated by area and snow, their goal remains the same. Searching for the monsters. In the midst of the cave, a loud roar can be heard deep within, which sounds more fierce than any teddy bear that the Foxhound girl can tame. A second, barely-audible roar could be heard as the Crimson members reach an icy ledge, about three-fourths of the way up the mountain.
And as they continue forward, with their goals the same, the thought occurs to them...
Something is off here...
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Aruka Ignite
CRIMSON LOTUS
[M:1000]
It was all just a lie, boy.[A1i:8]
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Post by Aruka Ignite on Nov 20, 2009 5:03:44 GMT -5
The situation became quite annoying. Not enough material to produce heat. She could call herself happy to not be one of those mages that really burned air, rather than triggering cells to burst into flames. Her combat powers would not weaken in this ice hell, she could say the same about her body heat, that remained high, considering she was like a walking heater, but the warmth did not spread nearly as far anymore, after it left her body.
Her 'melty-walk' had reached its end and the lightweight Aruka still sunk considerably into the rather deep snow. Walking became tough and tore away on her endurance. She wished to fight and bring this nuisance to an end, rather than wasting her energy on a ridiculously tough walk up on some godforsaken plain, mountain area.
"Finally..," she said enthusiastic, after she heard the deep roar and the devil inside of her awoke, delighted to receive new nourishment for its overquelling hatred and thirst for slaughter. There was no way, she would pass up on this interesting meet. All foes so far had been boring, since she joined this guild and already was thinking about just finishing off some of its more interesting members, but maybe this mission could still her desire to some extent.
The only downside was that some other freaks had stolen her rightful place and were heading on. "Hurry up." Her feet carried her like in a truance towards the source of the last roar. She was far from scared .... incredible exited.
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Post by Raem Kichishima on Nov 20, 2009 9:19:20 GMT -5
Raem looked up at the mountain they were going to scale with an "are you serious?" look on his face. Of course, you couldn't actually see it because...well...
Raem gave the narrator a sharp, spiteful glance out of the corner of his eye.
What? It wasn't my idea to scale a mountain. Sorry dude, but there are higher authorities out there than my own. You'll just have to grin and bear it.
Staring up at the mountain, and at Aruka already on her way up, Raem had half a mind to mutter "screw this" and walk back the way he came right then and there, but his friend wasn't going to save himself, and anyway, what else was he going to do today?
But feeling as if he were defeated by these facts of life, Raem still muttered to himself as he followed along behind the Devil Slayer anyway.
It was getting colder and colder as they got higher, and the plain got steeper. It was putting a great strain on Raem's wound to go up the mountain and he eventually started falling behind.
But that was fine with him. If Aruka was going to be the first to encounter an enemy, it was best to distance yourself, lest you have your face melted off by a sudden explosion of heat. Or accidentally get shot to pieces in the middle of Hilde's crossfire. These were dangerous women, after all. Either one had a good shot of taking care of the monster herself, but together, Raem was sure victory was already guaranteed.
Of course, that was a stretch for him to say. After all, a good tactician knows never to underestimate your opponent, especially if you don't even know their abilities.
The reason why he said that was probably because Raem wanted to rationalize his guilt. Unlike his two female companions, he didn't come here to fight a monster. If he could, he would avoid the monster at every turn. There was a more important thing on his agenda and he couldn't be bothered with wild beasts right now.
It sounds like a cowardly thing to do, skipping out on a monster battle and leaving the two girls to fend for themselves. Then again, these were two girls who not only out-ranked him, but most other people in the Crimson Lotus guild. They were second in power only to the guild master, Helical Shughart himself. Plus, Raem was wounded anyway. He was sure Aruka and Hilde wouldn't mind if he just disappeared before the battle started.
Ah...there it was. The inhuman roar of a beast. The starting bell.
Great...
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Hilde Møller Knag
CRIMSON LOTUS
[M:2725]
By the time you see me... actually, you won't see me.[A1i:7]
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Post by Hilde Møller Knag on Nov 25, 2009 0:50:36 GMT -5
One of the most important things to remember when dealing with long range projectile combat. Visibility is one of your most important friends. Unless you've got magic that can bypass blindness, then your best friend will always be sight. Oh, and that also applies to you most of the time, it's just that it's a lot more important when you're trying to hit something a couple miles away. Eighty percent of human sensory perception is visual, after all.
I would consider myself lucky. Sound travels better when it's cold. So while I can't get a clear shot of... whatever that thing up there is, I can at least fire a few test rounds in its general direction. Mind you, there's a personal 'honor system' going on here, that is, to carry only what you need. 'What you need', of course, is relative, and I would rather come prepared with some extra ammunition than handicap myself with what I think is 'enough'. Seeing as we don't even know what they look like, I might as well carry enough to kill five, just in case.
A ghastly, beastly howl echoes through the blizzard, bouncing off other mountains to come back at us from multiple directions. A very annoying problem, to say the least. After all, with my sight down, I have no other choice but to take this sucker at whatever range I can see it clearly. Even with a surplus of munitions, it doesn't change the fact that every shot I fire is going to be deducted from the reward to buy replacements from that dealer in the distant west.
So while the highest priority is staying alive, even if it means going broke, I'm sure you would agree that staying alive while making a bit of a profit is far more preferable. Besides, I didn't come here to waste slugs. I came here to see how good I am at killing something with as little expense as possible. It just so happens that money is a natural result of being good at killing things with only a few shots. That's the rule of the mercenary, the hired gun, the soldier of fortune.
That's a fact in the life of me, humble little Hilde Møller Knag. You would wonder where I got such an intriguing name, I'm sure. Well, I can't remember too much, other than my parents told me once, that we could trace our ancestry back to a place that had been called 'the way to the north'. Whether it was actually in the north or not, or if it were just some fairy tale they made up to explain things to me, is a mystery.
"Please, do go on ahead. I can take it from this distance. Feel free to try and get there before I can shoot it down, too."
Joanna, that's the name of my rifle, by the way, dropped as I removed her from her sling, undoing the knot that secured her canvas with a pull of the string. The covering fell apart to reveal this weapon that, if I recall, costs quite a bit to manufacture. The Guild is still paying for this thing, actually. In installments, because it's so costly. A percentage of my income is deducted to add to this accounting. Which is as much of his concern as mine. But, Helical Shughart doesn't think sometimes, and now, I can only guess that deep down inside, he's regretting the decision.
Or, he simply doesn't give a flying frap, as long as it helps me do my job.
Tying the canvas over my hood, I dropped prone onto the snow, peeking through the scope. At this point, all I could see was Aruka continuing to trudge up the slope, nearing the behemoth silhouette that was the prey. Let me make this clear. On this mission, they beasts are the prey, and the people going after them for money, are the predators. But not in all cases. Some magi are simply better at killing things than others. Like us assassins from Crimson Lotus. Eye still on the mountainous shadow, I adjusted the scope so that its image inflated.
Now, I had a relatively better view. It might not have been perfect, but I could at least see the vague outline of what seems to be a head. My expression shifted into a neutral semi-frown as I slammed the magazine into place and flipped the safety off and aimed for the space between where I imagined the eyes to be. "Say good night." A loud crack resounded throughout the mountain as I pulled the trigger.
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Altair Eleison
ORACLE PHOENIX
[M:4845]
"You'll be gone soon enough."[A1i:3]
Posts: 48
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Post by Altair Eleison on Nov 26, 2009 20:21:45 GMT -5
I nodded, the light helping as the cave had gotten oddly darker. I heard a rumbling back the way we had come, so I figured something had caused the light to dim. Leading the way, the light surrounding our group, as we seemed to pull closer to it, to remain on the same level, my ears twitched, hearing a loud roar eminate from the cave ahead. I instantly went to my blade, gripping the handle tightly.
I looked at my comrades, continuing to lead us further in, and down a slope. I hesitated, as we came to a fork in the cave path, looking back at my comrades, and trying to figure the best path. Raine and I would make a better team, that much was for sure. We had the accurate training and experience. And with a bear and a blind girl, Eri and Corina would probably make an ideal team. But any combo would be good. Probably better separating Eri and Corina, who had more advantages than myself or Raine.
But did we want to separate? That was certainly a very important question, that needed to be answered, before moving forward. I let go of my blade, letting the sheath fall against my leg, as I looked at them. "Alright. We have some choices it seems. Do we want to keep going down one path, or should we separate?" I looked at the three girls, crossing my arms. "I'll leave it up to you to decide. If we do choose to separate, Eri should go one way, and Corina another, since you two have more of an advantage than Raine or myself."
I turned, looking at both paths. "But, it's up to you three really. I think divide and conquer is a good choice, personally."
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Corina Lucifer
ORACLE PHOENIX
[M:4795]
The light of the Morning Star guides me.[A1i:1]
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Post by Corina Lucifer on Dec 3, 2009 2:13:09 GMT -5
She was the huntress on a safari. The cold, frozen wastes of the mountain to the north was her hunting ground. And the beast that she stalked as a trophy... was something that had yet to be seen. This was a probationary assignment, a test, to see whether she was worthy of joining that guild. Parallax Marmoset was a rowdy, conservative bunch, who laughed at her claims of having been a Knight of Teppelin, saying that it was impossible for a woman to do something like that, unless she was the Tigress, or something. But they were wrong. Shrike Teppelin, particularly the Knights of Teppelin, were quite open to anybody to join their ranks, as long as that somebody had the skill or talent. And talent, honed by skill, was what she had. Even amongst the elite ranks of the Knights of Teppelin, she was a living legend, a Knight among Knights. With the uncanny ability to cut into a fully-armored man using only a bamboo sword. Other times, she wielded a sword made of hickory to similar efficiency. That was her ability. She was a 'Cutter', one who used magic that, simply simply put, 'cut'. It mattered not what she cut things with, so much as how much energy she put into the cut. The bamboo sword was just a tool through which to channel the cut. No matter how blunt it was, it would cut through something, with enough energy expended. She could cut through a boulder if she wished, but it would be very taxing on her stamina and magical reserves. She was the Tigress. Dame Leang Kim Sook, or Kim Sook Leang, if her native naming conventions were to be taken seriously. From where did she come from? One of those lands to the distant east, where the Ice and Light Dragons once danced in an age long ago, until the King of Dragons called them away. Or so she had heard. When she left there to venture west eleven years ago, they were still dancing, playing their merry yet solemn tune of friendship. And then, some four years later, she had heard that they were no longer dancing. A pity. She enjoyed the festivals where they were celebrated. But alas, life had to go on somewhere, somehow. And so she dedicated the last nine years to her service in the place of Shrike Teppelin. A famous, noble guild that served its ideals of do-goodery and the like, recently having fallen into a bit of a rut concerning a rebellious subgroup that had split off into a separate Dark Guild. She had never met a member of Crimson Lotus before, and she did not care. In any event, the Tigress was now on the prowl, accompanied by a proctor who would evaluate her performance on this assignment. She was known across many lands, but only through her epithet, the Tigress. And only through her use of blunt weapons to cut through objects, as the bamboo sword that she hefted now. But that detail was not as well-known as the moniker. As such, it was no surprise that to call one's self Dame Leang, and a former member of the Knights of Teppelin, and yet wielding merely a bamboo sword and carrying no armor... she rather did not seem too knight-like. "Have you ever heard of the Tigress, Parcher?"Parcher snorted. "Heh. Who hasn't?" What was he good at? Fireballs. A convenient way to get the two of them out of any tight situations they'd get in... if only it wasn't so damn cold. The two had been wandering around in this cave for quite a while now, and he was starting to think that they'd die of starvation before the monster even found them. "Why, did you meet her before, or something?"The Tigress said nothing, and only smirked as she continued on her way. She could feel it. The beast was drawing near. She raised her bamboo sword as what was definitively a roar echoed throughout the cavern. The time was coming. Parallax Marmoset would soon eat their words. *** The cry of the beast hurt my ears. In this icy cavern, where my torch was in no way hot, the temperature was just as horrid, with the deduction of the blistering storm outside. This torch of mine was not so warm as anything you would expect of a torch, but that was understandable. This channeled light, and not fire. It could be considered an advantage that it was so. For now, I could make full use of my enhanced hearing. The creature roared again. It became clear to me then, that we would be encountering a difficult situation if we separated and either group was faced with the monster. I could only curse at myself silently for my inability to trace the sound back to its origin. Under normal circumstances, such a task would be inconsequential, but under these conditions, I could only think of one word that effectively explained my plight. Reverberation. For the less articulate, the echoes. Sound bouncing off the walls of the cavern in a ripple effect that prevented any means of finding the true originating direction of certain sounds. Unless you were learned and practiced in some magical art that held much involvement of sound and vibrations, it would be impossible to locate the ultimate source of the ghastly cries of the beast. "Though there is strength in numbers, one must consider the long-term effects of this venture. Our supplies are close to freezing solid, and will eventually run out, our water will not last, and we cannot guarantee the safety of melting ice in this cave, and we have limited amounts of energy that will be slowly drained by the cold's effects on our metabolisms. Should we fall asleep, I cannot guarantee that we shall waken. A roaming beast and hypothermia are not good friends to the weary traveler." For myself, the bottom line was clear. The sooner we found and slayed this animal, the higher our chances of surviving. The true enemy was not so much this overgrown Yeti as it was the environment. Even the hardiest warriors would eventually fall prey to the insurmountable elements, unless he was aligned with the cold, or conditioned to survive, or even thrive, in it. "My evidence has been assembled, and I now state my verdict: We separate into two groups. The sooner we complete this quest, the better." [2/5] OOC: Yes, the name is a weird... Cambodian... thing... Sue me. Picture guides: img25.imageshack.us/img25/545/1e28026378821bdafeb7800.jpgimg689.imageshack.us/img689/2739/2d8163bfdd55e1d545dff0e.jpg
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Eri Foxhound
ORACLE PHOENIX
[M:1000]
Nya~ Nya~ Shaaaaa !
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Post by Eri Foxhound on Dec 3, 2009 11:52:55 GMT -5
"Woha."
Eri had a slight problem keeping her seat on her trusted, but scared animal, when the roar echo reached its oversensitive sense of hearing and the little kitten on top also felt her teddy's pain, but before it could go into a frenzy and ran away, she increased her control and dulled its sense of fear. If the need would arise, she would turn it into an emotional battle machine, no doubt.
"Ahaha. Don't worry, we will bring them all under our control in no time. It's so nice to already show us the way. Could not be better."
She was quite cheerful and the interest in her prey, bigger than any fear, increased through her sheer arrogance and her warm animal warrior. The splitting of the team seemed interesting on one hand, but quite weird on the other.
"Why do you want to split our strength. We just need to follow our hearing and nose."
It certainly would make it easier to win those creatures over, before anyone could slay them, but who would know how many of those would rest in this area !? Eri was great, beyond great, but taking someone under her wing only worked if she also had the time for it. She had no interest in being ripped apart from someone or one of those unknown travellers, while concentrating on her spells.
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Raine Fleur
ORACLE PHOENIX
[M:1050]
"Don't think about what just happened, think about the future. It will be alright."[A1i:2]
Posts: 27
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Post by Raine Fleur on Dec 19, 2009 19:22:38 GMT -5
"Alright. We have some choices it seems. Do we want to keep going down one path, or should we separate? I'll leave it up to you to decide. If we do choose to separate, Eri should go one way, and Corina another, since you two have more of an advantage than Raine or myself."
There were advantages and disadvantages to what Altair said. While separating into two groups may make it easier to find the beast responsible for this mess, it might take longer to meet up with the rest of the group since this was a cave no one had been inside of until now. As problematic as the situation appeared to be, Raine found herself leaning towards spilting up into groups.
"I think separating into two groups is a reasonable idea."
[2/5] OCC: Sorry it took me so long to respond >_<
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Post by Lucy Heartphilia on Jan 10, 2010 21:21:10 GMT -5
[EVENT DETAIL 3/5]
[Oracle Phoenix Details]
After taking a vote, three to one said that splitting up was slightly more ideal and faster. Taking the lead, Altair asked Eri to come with him and sent Raine and Corina down the upper path, while he and Eri took the lower path. The blind girl's instincts and light skills would help Raine, who could use her acrobatic skills to fight the monsters, should they come upon it, while Eri's advanced hearing and sense of smell would help Altair push through the lower path.
[Crimson Lotus Details]
Having made their footprints up the side of the mountain, the Crimson Lotus team has come upon some monster, still obscured by the swirling wind and snow. A sniper rifle was still obscured and the flames were losing oxygen as the peak neared reach. Even the darkness would have limits here, this close to the snow-surrounded sun. Whereas the confined spaces of the caves gave their guild rivals an advantage, the open peaks of the snowy mountain did quite the opposite...
[Both-Teams Details]
A shape-less beast. A echo-filled cave. Somehow, someway, the mission was officially underway. But regardless of that, the challenges were increasing by the second. What were these beasts capable of?
And how were disadvantages going to be turned around here...?
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Aruka Ignite
CRIMSON LOTUS
[M:1000]
It was all just a lie, boy.[A1i:8]
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Post by Aruka Ignite on Jan 27, 2010 5:06:24 GMT -5
Aruka's pride and her hot headed personality, while appearing very calm on the outside at all times, really made her similiar to a bomb that could explode and destroy everything in her surroundings.... also very fitting for her actual powers and right now the only thing that kept her warm.
She still could increase her own body temperature, but this insane cold was definitely not her area, she would prefer to walk through a volcano, gaining strength and feeling at home and not seeing that flames suffered through the arctic cold, lack of oxygen and unpleasant gusts of wind, that were not willing to nurture the fire.
"Damn climate...", she muttered under her breath and began to put her coat around her body to have at least an additional layer. All that would be left was burning her clothes, and despite seeing some efficiency in this task, was not willed to go naked, nor too happy about the very temporary solution.
Her demonic eyes searched the area, but were of no additional advantage in this area. They really were not feeling like attacking right away. Would they really wait, until they used up all their strength for this pointless search ? Remarkable.. they are not fully dumb. But this would increase the violence, Aruka would display when tearing them apart and she really thought about cutting them to bits, like a laser scalpel, showing precision and no remorse.
But then... a loud shot shook her out of her range search and marked the start of a battle. Her instincts spun her around towards the target, but instead of rushing against a still lavish, hardly visible opponent, she decided to finally get rid of some of her issues. One of her hands dug into the freezing snow. It was one of those funny things with snow.
It was frozen water and also contained microbes and bacteria. Turning the microbes into living bombs and a big area of snow into a microwave would not just get rid of the hard underground, but also produce wonderful steam, her element and of course free the bind oxygen.
The only downside... a high magic consumption, depending on the area, but she was willing to sacrifice some for some additional 100 meters of sight.
"Agnis Breath !" And the spell began to do its deed.
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Post by Raem Kichishima on Jan 28, 2010 21:53:48 GMT -5
The cold winds bit at his coat and sliced through his scarf into the flesh of his face. In the distance, he could see the faded shadow of an animal through the blasts of snow surrounding him. A shot rang out. Frost and heat began fighting over dominion of the air. Vapors of steam lifted from the ground like a cloud on it's first flight.
As the events unfolded, Raem managed to wrest control of his hat from the playful winds.
Though he was a member of an assassin's guild, Raem was not an assassin by nature. He could kill a man, sure, but simply killing doesn't make you an assassin. A dog could kill a man just as easily as another human could. It depended on the way you killed, rather than the simple act of killing.
That said, now that he thought about it, there were actually very few people in Crimson Lotus who were all-out assassins. In their group, Hilde was perhaps the very definition of what an assassin should be. Calm, unpredictable, and cut-to-the-chase, never-waste-time-or-a-bullet. Killing was a job, the same as working at a desk. She could blow a brain out of a skull with the same attitude as someone who files papers and pushes pencils every day.
In contrast, Aruka was the farthest thing from an assassin that Raem had ever seen. Totally wild, reckless, and all-out. A person who didn't bother keeping her powers in check, and who didn't care who or what they killed, as long as they did kill. Such a person couldn't even be called a murderer. Murders had a sense of morality, of humanity, and killed out of sheer human impulse. Murders killed for a human reason. But Aruka seemed to lack any sense of morality or humanity, and simply killed for the sole pleasure of killing.
Such a person could only be deemed as a homicidal maniac. The perfect cross between man and animal. A Slaughterer.
What category did Raem fit into? He was not a murderer, a slaughterer, or an assassin. He never wished to kill anyone in the first place, yet he has done so on numerous occasions despite his best efforts. Could he be called a hypocrite?
There was only one reason Raem would ever kill someone, and that was to keep from getting killed himself.
It was perhaps the most selfish reason to take a life, but, Raem believed, the one that came the closest to being justified.
Be that as it may, a killer was still a killer. But sometimes, being in the business of death had it's advantages.
Raem was not in the business of death, he was in the business of intelligence. Therefore, in the situation he was in now, he was the one most out of place.
So why did I just go on a moral tirade? Possibly because this is probably the last post this thread will get for a good long while, and I want to make it a little memorable.
It didn't take a genius to realize when the conditions were against you. No one could see, movement was difficult, and everyone's magic was rendered almost useless. The beast or whatever it was obviously had the advantage.
How to turn a disadvantage into an advantage was one of the most important characteristics of a tactician. However, knowing when to give it up and yield your position was even more so.
Raem wasn't running away, but merely yielding to the conditions set forth upon him. Trying to charge head long into the enemy stronghold was the stupidest tactical mistake someone could make.
Instead, you retreat to a safer location, fortify your new position, and let the enemy come to you.
The plan had already been formulated in his head. All he needed was...ah, there she was.
In the warping winds of the mountainside, Raem casually walked up to the canvas with the sniper rifle for a nose.
"I don't think that's going to work," he said, with a laid-back air, coming up on the side of the tent, "assassination techniques only work on other humans. You can't assassinate an animal. Especially if your in it's own territory."
That was the opening line. Every good tactician had one.
"I have a plan. I'm going to explain it to you. If you don't want to listen to it, then that's fine. If I had my way, I could make it out of here easily by myself. I'm just trying to look out for you and Aruka."
That was the thesis statement.
"First off, put away the rifle and get rid of the tarp. It doesn't matter crap, the enemy knows the terrain. It already knows where you are. It did the second we walked into this place. We, on the other had, don't have a clue where we're going and can barely see 3 feet ahead of us. Therefore, long-ranged engagements are absolutely out of the question. Plus,it can attack you from every possible angle, while you can't see anything except what's in front of you. And I doubt that tarp can shield you from wild animals."
As it stood, contrary to what Hilde believed, the Crimson Lotus party were not the predators here. Predators had knowledge of the terrain, knew where their prey was going to be every time of the day. A crocodile waits at the river where the wildebeests drink, a lion lurked where the gazelles grazed, an eagle waited until the mice came out of their hole. Superior knowledge of the prey's habitat was what separated predators from the other animals.
The beast knew where Crimson Lotus was, it knew that the frigid winds, the snow, and the cold gave it the advantage. It could kill them at any time it wanted. It knew this. Just as a lion knew the limitations of a gazelle, the beast knew the limitations of humans. How else could it kill so many other magi just like themselves?
It was just biding it's time. Waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
Raem used this time to make Hilde understand.
"Aruka has taken point," he said to her, "let her draw it out with her steam. Once she has engaged the target, we'll take it on as her support. For that, I need you mobile, not lying in the snow underneath a blanket. On the off chance that Aruka is badly hurt, I'll need someone who can haul her ass out of there while I lay down a cover. Plus, I can't have you accidentally sniping one of us. Since visibility is low, close-quarter combat is our only option once the beast reveals itself."
Even though she was in it, there wasn't any need to inform Aruka of the plan. She was acting just as Raem would have wanted her to, anyway. That, and she would've probably killed him rather than listen to him. Raem decided to reason with the lesser of two evils.
"Do you understand? Even though you rank higher than me, and definitely don't need to listen to a level B, that's our best option so far. So...whatever you want."
Raem stood next to the tarp and waited for the assassins' reply. All the while, he could almost sense the beast in the frosty shadows, lurking.
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Post by Erza Scarlet on Apr 29, 2010 4:44:04 GMT -5
(OOC: Hilde's turn.)
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