melodiesoflife | Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

[He looked around, he couldn't see anything except for the fact they had frozen in place and the mellow man was no where in sight. It could be, but he needed to be certain. Taking a few steps towards the now crystal beings he couldn't help but poke them. Nothing.]

Looks like it.

"I believe they were called 'Personas'. They're able to fight in the way you use Eidolons... but you can summon them again faster."

Also he had to kind of shoot himself, but it doesn't look like Elizabeth does. She merely did slow sweeps of her right arm then raised it, and they would come out; and she had more than one at her disposal. While he hasn't figured out the existing pattern to the usage of elements yet, it exists.

The Persona Cu Chullain turns to attempt to impale Allenby with his spear, but Minato tightens the grip on his wand; and the Blizzaga bonds his arm to the ground. In that second, Cu Chullain is silent, giving Minato a glimmer of hope this might be a fight they can win--before a simple, effortless yank bursts his arm and weapon out of the ice, and Minato shields his face from the scattering shards.

Elizabeth staggers from the blow that makes a perfect landing, but likely, not as much as would have been expected from any normal person. Her strange expression of amusement continues. Cu Chullain had again lifted his spear, and it was going to go down in the next second.

"...! Look out!"

With the four zombies turned to Crystal Terra ran home. She had hoped to see Sephiroth there but the house was dark and empty. She left her sword by the front door and then went running towards the castle where the large moogle had risen over the city. She didn’t know if she’d find him; her feet, still bare, raced across the cold ground looking for Sephiroth and any others she knew who took place in the fight. Her pajamas were stained with dirt but it wasn’t anything that wouldn’t come out. Besides a few scratches along her arms and cheek Terra was fine. Her hair was a little tangled but she didn’t care. She just knew that she had to find him.

Heavy pants fell from her lips when her eyes finally spotted the silver haired hero. Terra didn’t pause or stare, instead she ran towards him. Her feet were freezing and a yard before she reached him she staggered. She swallowed the pain and caught herself, her heel’s screaming as she collided with Sephiroth. Her fingers grabbed his side while her face buried into his chest.

Terra was determined not to cry but seeing that he was okay brought a sense of relief which somehow insisted on tears. She didn’t want to look up at him because she knew that she shouldn’t have left the house. She just wanted to stand there and wish the night would fade into morning.

[Terra gives Fai a shaky nod before turning back towards her home.]

I'm sorry. I need to go.

[Without waiting for a response she's off, the ground flying away from her feet.]

Tch. That still wasn't enough, huh?

[She wasn't sure why exactly wasn't enough. A god's strength was powerful and yet Kairi still managed to get up. Was she getting soft or did something from tonight's events made Kairi even more powerful? Ven's observations and plan stunned her.]

Are you really okay with me leaving, Ven? Just don't linger here too long. If there's a window of importunity, make a break for it. I don't want to hear that we lost you tonight.

[She pulls out two more potion bottles and presses them into his hands. Once she's sure he has them, she plants a kiss on the boy's forehead. If she had her powers back, it would've blessed him but the sentiment was still the same. It would've been easy to object to leaving Ven behind like any well-intended parent would, but after what she saw here, Saori knew Ven could hold himself in a fight. She did often state she hated the idea of children being dragged in as new Heroes of Light, but she realized not all of them had to be coddled like newborns and Ven isn't one of them.]

When this is over, I was thinking maybe we could adopt a pet or two for the house. But let's save that until after we deal with this. Do we have a deal?

Allenby was in full abuse of her power. For her, time seemed to slow down after the warning, allowing her to turn around, and weave out of the way. Her hands clench the spear and pull on it, bringing Cu Chullain close enough to also receive one of the Gundam Fighter's devastating haymakers.

But even if the first punch isn't an instant K.O., a second comes, then a third, a flurry of punches from one hand while she grips on the Persona's weapon.

From his position on a three-storey rooftop, the explosion from the continued crossing of their streams jerked Sephiroth's hand enough to break the contact he had with the others. The particle thrower was thrown away from him, halted only as the lead from it to his photon pack stopped the momentum and then it clattered to the floor as the silver haired warrior brought his arm up to shield his eyes from the light - watching expectantly as still it didn't seem to destroy King Marshmallow-Mog.

The resultant explosion knocked him back and from the strong posture he'd maintained, skidding when he landed and stunned momentarily as the side of his head exploded in stars behind crunched-shut eyes. A glancing blow to the brickwork ledge around the perimeter of the roof as he'd landed but more than enough to cause consciousness to swim for a moment. He stared at the sky above as all sound seemed distant and drowned out by the loud, wet pulsing of a slight concussion which had drawn a little blood from his temple.

He remained aware enough to register the large monster exploding in the night sky and the long moments of utter silence afterwards in the aftermath. Concentrating on long, deep breaths to pull back his awareness back into himself. It was several more moments before Sephiroth crawled onto his front and pushed up to knees, then finally back onto his feet as he retrieved the particle thrower from nearby; it was noticeably scuffed but not broken.

Sephiroth had barely landed himself, heavily, down from the building onto the street before he thought --perhaps he might have thought it an illusion-- that he spotted a flash of pale green rushing towards him.

Terra-

She staggered and he moved. Just the two steps that were needed to catch her, almost falling to a knee in the process but managing somehow to hold his balance as she caught herself and essentially fell into his arms. Both strong arms hooked under and around her automatically as she pressed her face against the front of the light vest he had on underneath his leather coat. He might have been imagining it as well, but he thought he heard a sniffle of a noise rise up from within her delicate frame. To him, she felt cold and that was all the more reason for his arms to stay where they were and for her to get warm again.

As if his pounding head needed further support, he inclined the side of his face down against the top of her head. Sephiroth didn't even know if he was bleeding from that side still, or if it were the unforgiving sweat of battle that mingled with her minty curls. Minutes passed, enough for his pulse to begin to slow down, for the chaos to settle a little more, but on account of his clouded awareness it could well have been hours before he seemed to come to.

Sephiroth loosened his grip around Terra and lifted his head from hers, but wouldn't move her face where it were pillowed against his chest unless she looked to meet his gaze.

"What were you-" What had she been doing out in the streets, when he remembered then giving her explicit instructions to stay put? Somehow the displeasure that should be in his tone just simply wasn't there; Sephiroth felt overwhelmed by the fact that she'd found him, and that she was alright.

"-what happened?" And more importantly- "Are you OK?"

K'pandolu joined them, going down on her knees when she reached Cloud, proton pack shed somewhere on the ground behind her. "Cloud!" If only they could have stopped it… Stopped the moogles before they'd got far enough to summon the King. She would just have to make what reparations she could. "Is there anything I can get?" she asked, glancing between Rukia and Cloud.

[At this point, it's not so much the kiss that has him off-balance as the way that she's looking at him. Somehow, she reminds him way too much of Arakita-san when he's going in for the kill in a race.

Still, even with that impression, she's probably not serious~

Probably.

At least there is one thing in there he can genuinely laugh at!]

Hahah~ Naww. The type Yuffie-san likes is 'handsome and strong and nice'!

[She told him so, even if she doesn't remember it.]

There was no way for Terra to guess what all has happened. The situation was strange and her mind was filled with the haunting afterimage of those four imposing figures. She was sure that they'd find their way back to the hospital wing though she was more determined than ever not to go there.

As they embraced time seemed to freeze. She was sure that it passed, each second dragging into the next as usual and yet there was nothing outside of the pair of them. How many times had she found comfort and safety in Sephiroth's presence? Terra couldn't say but she was happy that she found him. Her heart began to steady and her breath slowed while her arms circled around his waist. She felt at peace, listening to the steady rhythm of Sephiroth's heartbeat.

She could tell that he wasn't angry however Terra couldn't understand why. She hadn't listened to him even though she had said she'd stay behind and stay safe. It might have been for the best. Their home might have been destroyed by the four figures if she hadn't left it and with all the memories she had tied to that building she didn't want that to loose it.

She felt the vibration of his voice before she registered what he was saying and it took a few moments longer to form a response. "I'm fine." Her voice was soft, muffled by his shirt. It took a few seconds longer before she looked up at him, her arms still wrapped tightly against his sides. A slight shiver moved through her thin form and she felt the pickle of cold on the bottom of her feet.

"There were four people. They had found me... so I ran and eventually they turned to crystal." She only knew one of them but she didn't want to say the woman's name.

[Yuffie looks at him like he's crazy before backing up sightly. He's no fun and so she switches to a different tactic. Her expression grows serious before a little dismissive.]

I don't like nice people or have you not met my crushes?

[50% of them are or were in Crystallis.]

And I meant it, you are cute so stop being annoying and accept the damn compliment.

[That isn't how you compliment someone.]

[Ven nodded once, firmly, to say he'd decided. Even here, stripped of his usual speed and agility, he could run if nothing else, and one of his current Jobs was good for that, at least. Unlike Sora, Kairi seemed at least somewhat predictable -- and the fact that her Keyblade hadn't rejected Ven as soon as he touched it was a good sign. He wasn't just acting sure of himself for Saori's sake; he was confident he could survive this.

So he took the potions and the kiss with a grateful smile, and it was sincere despite his sweat and blood and mangled armor. He couldn't help looking a bit surprised at that remark, but then only nodded again, more gently.]

Deal! I think I know just where we can get some, too. [Kairi was just about level with them again, her Keyblade held in both hands. Ven turned to face her, holding his own Keyblade up -- one-handed, backhanded, but with a learned degree of expertise to it that the girl lacked. Whether that was more so a fault of her current state, he couldn't say, but he would take advantage of it all the same.]

Stay safe! I'll see you soon!

[Reno staggered up after her, thankful that his Jobs gave him some added grace to his speed. It meant he had a moment to prepare for Zack's next attack.]

I dunno... I mean, this is the first one I've fought so far...

[And Zack was already strong as hell.]

But they all kinda look the same. So if I had t' guess... We're in some deep fuckin' trouble.

[She wishes that there was an expression that she could wear that would aptly describe how horrible his last comment makes her feel. They were in a little bit more than just trouble if they don't think of something soon.

Yuffie stays lightly balanced on her feet, her eyes narrowing towards Zack. It can always be worse.]

It can always be worse. [She whispers the words softly while flicking more blades in between her fingers.

At least she's free of the dark.

Yuffie's thoughts continue to tumble as she thinks of a way to fight.]

Reno... if you don't have a better idea I want you to run. [She steps forward and then blinks out of sight and onto the other side of Zack.] Come at me SOLDIER dog.

[Her voice drips with venom and her eyes narrow. He taunt is enough to get Zack to turn towards her, the zombies eyes narrowing at her thin form. He raises his sword again and he has no intention to miss her. Though Yuffie has a sort of horrible plan forming in her mind as she takes a slightly hesitated step back.]

"Get back." The icy response came from above, directed at the women. Albel stood with katana drawn, glaring down at Cloud.

The tip of the blade was mere inches from the boy's throat.

"Don't heal him, fool!" Albel growled, suspicious red eyes never leaving Cloud. Accusing. "He was with them. We cannot trust him."

His eyes narrowed and he offered only one warning. "You move, you die. Understand, maggot?"

[While the cadet stood prisoner to his emotions, the melody continued to reverberate through the air and guide the the power of light on the last of the hospital personnel who had been unfortunate enough to be in her path. The execution was precise, piercing the unfortunate soul with its cross of light before dissipating into brilliant energy. But its commander had diverted her attention before the last of it had faded away, recognising that there was someone new crossing the path to her goal.

For her, distance was hardly a problem as she took several unsteady steps toward Ace, brilliant violet light only just visible beneath the hair obscuring her face when the movement stopped and simply stood only a few metres ahead of him.

Then the glyph shone beneath her feet, leaving it all too clear who her target was. And what a wonderful target he would be, a captive to his emotions as she raised a hand to finish gathering the light and energy needed to unleash the powerful Holy Lance. He was in her way, and thus had to be dealt with appropriately before he could escape or anyone rescue him.]

Mmm?

[Yuffie-san, you talk totally different once you've been stabbed. ~~would stand to reason...~~

He chuckles lightly, supposes that it might be true (she was the heavy one during the teleport, after all), and gives the 'compliment' no more mind.]

Yuffie-san has crushes? More than one! Like~ Like, Vincent or- [He thinks fast, trying to remember some other names of guys that are about her age?] Johnny or Ven or MarKus?

[...wow he's really not met a lot of guys here.]

WHAT?!

[More than a one name strikes a nerve with her. MarKus and her had dated and then she put space between them, Ven is a serial killer and Vincent has made it clear he has no interest. After going through each name in her head she pauses and looks up at Manami confused.]

Who’s Johnny?

[As she spoke the giant marshmallow thing which they’ve been skillfully ignoring lumbers and something begins to happen.]

The anger that was supposed to be there was too hollow to be angry. Overwhelmed between a combination of relief, exhaustion and perhaps his slight concussion Sephiroth found that he simply didn't care to know how she'd come to be running around -barefoot, he'd noticed- in the dark streets of Aqures Ixen on this night.

He let her cling to him just as much as she felt the need to, not prompting nor fidgeting as she muffled her first words into the material of his warm sweater. It had to be his imagination, that he could feel her breath pass through the fabric and tickle along skin underneath. She shivered and he automatically tightened his arms around her small frame again, yet he hadn't even had a conscious thought to do so. He was concussed, it had to be that.

"Those in stasis." It was a statement just to verify really, after all Sephiroth hadn't known what had gone on at the hospital just yet. His priority had been halting the giant marshmallow moogle. Large segments of melted white goo littered the area all around them. Another clean up operation for the Heroes of Light.

"At least you got away." He knows he should be more angry, or at least expected his tone to be much more scolding than it was. "You're freezing though-"

Sephiroth dropped his head in closer to Terra's shoulder again and drew himself in closer to Terra again as if his larger frame might be able to swallow hers. He rubbed hands up and down her upper arms where his were nearly completely crossed over.

"-lets get you home. Those feet are going to need a soak."

[Was. She. CRAZY?]

Yuffie!

[Fuck! No, he wasn't about to run and leave her here! In the past he might have, but when it was suggested to him -- and by a younger girl, no less -- it was just kind of an insult. He struggled with his pride and the very, very strong desire to book it.]

[In the end, he gripped his daggers hard.]

Fuck.

[With Zack distracted, Reno lunged at him, plunging both blades into the other man's shoulders, wedging them under the plated armor. He could feel them scrape bone and he grit his teeth.]

[Yuffie smiles slightly though it might be hard to tell as she leaps forward. Her boot collides with the blade as she jumps up, wisps of smoke and the scent of burnt rubber filling the air as she shifts her body weight forward. It happens in the matter of seconds, her blades sink into Zack's chest aimed for the boy's heart, knowing that not much else will kill him.

As Zack's swing finishes he forces Yuffie backwards, her back slamming high against the wall before falling on one of the hospitals work stations. Tools go flying while one sinks into Yuffie's shoulder. She slowly opens her eyes, her head spinning before pulling the surgical equipment from her arm.

Zack staggers both Reno's and her blade effectively piercing him through the center. A dark magic pulses from his body and is about to be released before he collapse to the floor.]

RENO!

[She's only able to shout as that energy connects with Reno's torso.]

"I...dunno...I think I'm okay? I just feel a bit...urk...sick." Cloud didn't look good, but he didn't seem wounded either. He just looked very tired and very drained, and considering all that had been going on he couldn't be blamed for that.

"I remember everything that they....couldn't stop them...I-" His mumbling was cut off as the blade was suddenly poking his skin. He froze shock still, his eyes trailing up the shining metal and to the hand holding it, and then further to Albel's eyes.

"I...It wasn't me. They were using me..."

"Don't be stupid!" Angrily, Rukia shoved the sword aside with an open palm. She'd seize it if he persisted in waving it in Cloud's face, as she wasn't about to sit by and allow this person to threaten an ally and a friend. Though she recognized his face from the sewer expedition, she didn't know Albel personally.

"Cloud has fought hard for us for many months, risking his life countless times. Do you really suspect he would turn on us now for an ill-conceived plot such as this?" She jabbed her finger at Cloud's spangly shoulder.

"Do you really think he would wear something this hideous by choice?! Use your head!"

"She's exactly right." K'pandolu folded her arms for a moment, eyes narrowing. "I've seen this kind of thing before- with similar crystals, at that- and Cloud here is practically covered in them. Attempting to resist someone's outside influence channelled through all that would be no easy task. He is in need of rest, not threats."

[Oops~ yep, looks like he struck a nerve or two or three. So good timing, lumbering marshmallow-thing. Manami looks up- wayyy up, you can't miss it- and watches as some sort of magic is happening around it.]

Whoaaa. Would you look at that! What's going on? That looks like more fun to fight than zombies!

Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

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