melodiesoflife | Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

He watched the whole thing in the clouds above their head with his Dark Light trained on the ghostly figures. He might be imagining it but he thought he could make out the larger figure of Cloud up there but there really wasn't much time to even think about what to do about it before all of them vanished.

A dull noise, and even Sephiroth had his balance knocked a little by the ground shaking but it was that unearthly scream that originated in the direction of the Hospital that ran a thousand needles right up into the back of his neck. Those Cursed by the Planet, had to be those in stasis...

Genesis...

But with everyone already leaving and choosing their path, Sephiroth was left glaring at the giant moogle as the King arose from behind the castle. Indeed, something had to be done about that or what was left of Aqures Ixen would surely be leveled. Ales and Ashelia left, supposedly to make for the airship port. A good idea, how else could it be possible to even fight that thing.

Once more, Sephiroth was left paralyzed with a type of indecision. Should he wait for the airship to come and attempt to leap on board; that hadn't worked out so well last time he'd tried such a feat and that was with Dragoon equipped - without anything anywhere near as agile it seemed impossible. What he would do with powers that he no longer possessed, or indeed, that he hadn't yet possessed...

A quiet curse was uttered, eventually as he both put the Dark Light away and upped the charge in his photon pack by flicking a small switch on the side. Slipping his sword away in a sheath that ran across his back Sephiroth cast another glance over whoever else was left on the rooftop and headed back towards the inside of the Observatory in order to get down to street level.

"Cloud..."

[And as Deadpool, thanks to the wonders of Haste, returns to the city, he stops as he hears Johnny talk about crossing the streams. He stares at him, blinks...

...then, pulls him into a hug.]

OH, MY GOD! Someone with CULTURE! If we weren't in mortal danger, I'd KISS you! But, we can't just use one or two. We need four. Maybe five. Six for maximum explosion!

[He had intended to go after the giant marshmallow King Moggle Mog. As a primal slayer, it was his duty and his right to fell the beast, ego nonwithstanding.

However, as he had ran out the Observatory, he was struck by that unearthly power as he flew head over heels backwards. Landing in a crouched skid, he unhooked his Ghostbuster thrower and fired it at the direction of where the attack came from.

More and more waves of eldrich power lanced out and he closed the gap, firing with one hand as he spun Bravura with a roar. It lanced downward, and cleaved against a familiar blade that made him pause in surprise as he came face to face with an old friend.]

LIGHTNING! When did you...?

[But it was all for naught as the monster that was in Lightning's form blasted him backwards and he tumbled to a kneeling position, panting.] I do not understand... your said your God had reason for this... if this is the will of your God, then...!

[With a cry, he charged the monster in his friends flesh as she continued to fire at him, the edge of her gunblade ready to slice into Meteor if he got too close.]

Edited 2015-10-29 21:32 (UTC)

Kidd nodded at Ales' order. "Can do. I'm using the Ghostbuster job right now so I can probably put some hurt on it as well." She chewed the idea over in her mind before running off to check the cargo. "What about alcohol. It might be dangerous but it could help the fire burn brighter." She knew water would make sugar dissolve but she wasn't sure how they'd fire it.

Hearing Graham's plan her eyebrow went up. It sounded like a job for an Assassin but she wasn't well equipped for it at the moment. But she had other ways to assist him.

"Mister Graham. Let me know before you try this. I'll use a spell to assist you." With that the pirate ran off to check belowdecks.

(ooc: since she's Ghost Buster/Time Mage right now, her outfit kinda looks like a black version of the jumpsuit but with an Assassin hood instead of an Organization XIII one)

Zelda's bird flapped it's wings impatiently. It wanted to get back into the sky and get Zelda away from the looming marshmallow moogle.

"I can help as well, just tell me where you need me." Her skills were all support but she had a bird which could be helpful in it's own way.

Zelda shook her head looking up at Meteor with a smile. “It isn’t your fault and I’ll be ready for whatever happens.” Her gaze softens slightly at his offer. “Just being there does a lot. Thank you Meteor.”

She turned towards her loftwing who seemed determined to stop her from going down stairs. The large bird wouldn’t be able to follow and it didn’t seem keen with leaving Zelda’s side. She gently patted the birds beak, her gaze loving as she spoke.

“You stay. I’ll be right back, I’m just grabbing something.”

The bird took a step back from Zelda, with a shake of its head. She wasn’t happy with letting the young goddess go but she knows Zelda’s words to be true.

She looked up at Meteor again, feeling even shorter since she was a few steps below him. “It’s just down stairs.” With that she began descending the winding staircase.

“Just worried.” Zelda smiled, she was happy to have Valvalis’s concern though she was currently trying to get her loftwing to leave the top of the old observatory and seek safety. She knows that her bird won’t go very far but at least she’d be out of harm’s way.

“How are you?”

She did know that Valvalis enjoyed fighting to a degree that Zelda couldn’t understand. It was the others culture and Zelda wasn’t able to tell her otherwise. It wasn’t as if Val hurt random people for the sport of it.

Following behind, Meteor looked out a nearby window at the darkening skies. "A storm is coming, and I feel like there is something to be said about the nature of the nervous tension in the air."

Perhaps it could be said he was nervous as well, wringing his hands a little.

The chaos in the streets by the time Sephiroth came down from the roof of the Observatory was nearly overwhelming. Still, he found himself paused on a street corner not too far from the Castle, staring up at the swirling thunderstorm for several moments...wondering...

Before his gaze was inevitably drawn to the large white moogle lumbering through the streets. Citizens were screaming, scattering all around trying to get away from even just being trodden on. It really did seem so much larger from the ground than it had from the Observatory. The loud, stone-splintering crash as a tower to the Castle was destroyed seemed to snap him out of the daydream he'd found himself slipping into.

Concentrate- He sternly told himself as he slipped down a side street to try and find a building -or even just an open part of the City- from which he might get a decent platform for loosing his particle thrower at the King; the pack still hummed quietly against his back. Partly distracting, partly urging him to carry on.

He hoped that Terra would stay put, just like he told her.

Having ushered a family of three down an alleyway which led away from the area, the rush of disturbed wind turned Sephiroth back to look directly at Jade and Zelda. As Zelda explained the nature of the beast to Jade, Sephiroth quietly strode towards them.

"He was in the cloud with the rest of them. Who knows, he might still be within that thing somehow..." The thought made him feel sick and instantly pulled a grimace again to his features. Eyeing the big white moogle as Jade proceeded to cast Ultima, he couldn't feel more useless.

Just on the off chance, Sephiroth passed alongside Jade. The Dark Light out again and pointed out of the side street and up the one side of the sugary apparition. His sword forgotten, given as it'd be useless here, Sephiroth's other hand unclips the particle thrower from his belt and turns it on.

Ready to follow with a steady stream of light; regretting having swapped Scholar out now earlier in the last week, the extra Light-damage might prove better than it had been against the Reaper...and there were other elemental tomes as well. The best he had right now were Elemental Attacks and those would only work at melee range.

Zelda looked up from her loftwing, the large bird nuzzling at her side to somehow regain her lost attention. Her lips curled into a soft smile at the sight of Jade. She spent so much time in the old building that she’d go weeks without seeing her friends. Even with a battle looming she was happy to see Jade.

“As much as I can be, I can’t seem to get her to leave the tower.” The loftwing had been using the top of the observatory as its home since only Zelda would venture up so high. It seemed more than a little reluctant to leave.

Zelda sighed softly as the bird began to nip at the hem of her dress. “Are you ready?”

Zelda nodded, "That's probably why my loftwing is so nervous." She looked back at Meteor, her hair falling behind her in silky golden waves.

"Are you feeling unease? Can I help?" She felt nervous too but if she could help Meteor in some way then that might make her feel better too.

Ramza came running toward the Fire Crystal from the Observatory, ready to serve in the last line of defense against the confectionery monster.

"Hale!" he called to Rukia and Robin. "We cannot allow the monster to reach the Crystal. What aid can I render?"

He did not have spells to use against the giant moogle, but he had to do something. If nothing else, he'd find ropes to string across the creature's path to trip it up. ~~Hopefully the others had better ideas~~.

Graham, however, is an Assassin, and is good for this mission. But Ales had a point, doing it alone might not be fast enough. He hadn't considered that, and his expression falls.

"Ah, no, you're right! Someone should take care of the opposite side! But who? How?! Where's my gang in a time like this?! They should be here for things like this! Damnit!"

[Yuffie is just outside the observatory when she feels the ground shake. She doesn’t know what’s going on but she has a really bad feeling about this. She hears the cries at the hospital and then watches in horror as the large moogle rises over the city.

It’s really big.

Without thinking she goes running towards the hospital. It’s easy to spot those who can fly heading towards the moogle so she’ll split their defenses. The hospital looks more like a war zone so instead of going in the front door Yuffie can be seen scaling one of the walls. Even with her ghostbuster gear it’s easy, something she’s done a thousand times before at home.

Her leg hooks into a window before pulling her torso into the room. It’s empty, except for the corpse lying across the bed. This patient must have screamed.

She slowly makes her way towards the door, peeking just outside to see a collection of figures in the hallway. She lets out a slow breath before turning back towards the room she’s found herself in. She keeps her back pressed against the wall; the cold surface does nothing to stop the sweat that trickles down her forehead.]

What the hell is going on…

[She exhales before noticing movement to her left. She quickly tries to stand, however the figure is reaching for her, its hands grabbing her shoulder and then pulling as if to tear her arm off. Yuffie screams, her skin burning as she elbows the crystal zombie in the face. She takes a few steps away readying her gun when she sees the face of her attacker.]

Zack?

[Wisps of smoke rise from Yuffie’s shoulder where the purple black energy had burned her. She feels her throat dry while tears rose to her eyes.]

You aren’t him.

[Even knowing that this isn’t Zack she’s unable to hold up her gun, she’s unable to do more than stare as the lumbering phantom comes moving towards her.]

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[It’s a promise.

She’ll stay home and she’ll stay safe. As dusk slowly slips into night Terra finds herself falling asleep on the couch waiting for Sephiroth to return. Her mint green hair spills unbound over her shoulder, her thin form snuggled under a light blanket.

The shake of the earth wakes her from her nightmares, her bright blue gaze searching the dark house for some measure of comfort. Nothing comes and after a few moments of silence she decides to investigate. She walks to the front door and opens it to peer outside. Terra has no intention of leaving the house. She’s in her pajamas which consist of a tank top and a long pair of sweat pants. It’s too cold to step outside but the sight of the large moogle pulls her from the safety of her home.

Her eyes widen at the towering moogle.

It’s adorable.

After a moment of panic she started to run. It’s Tempest who flies in front of her to stop her progress forward.]

Where are you going, kupo? You said you’d stay? [Terra shakes her head, the curls from her hair bouncing as she steps forward.] I have to check on the kittens. It’s close. I’ll be right back.

[Tempest crosses her arms looking down at Terra as she flutters a little higher.] You aren’t wearing any shoes, kupo, and where is your sword?

It will be quick. [Before Tempest can protest further Terra is off, running towards the flower shop. It’s cold out but she doesn’t let it bother her. Tempest choses to quickly collect Terra’s sword and a pair of shoes before fluttering after the young Esper. When she finds her hero she’s stopped, the flower shop over a block away. Four figures slowly make their way towards her; the only one she recognizes carries an arm as if it was a souvenir, the woman’s fingers curling around the limb before disintegrating it with dark magic. Sabin, Locke, Edgar were all strangers to the girl but she knew the person leading them; the General Celes.]

Tempest run!

[There is no time for anything else. Tempest drops the shoes and sword and zips off towards the battle looking for a hero who might hear her cries. Terra turns to run but her movements are slowed by the cold, her feet are almost numb. She stumbles towards her sword, grabbing the familiar handle before running towards her home. Edgar holds up a crossbow made of the swirling purple magic and shoots; the arrow just misses Terra and instead explodes in front of her. The blast pushes her off her feet, her side crashing into the ground. Her vision swims and a faint ringing sound echoes in her ears.]

This was, unfortunately, a situation Billy was experienced with, both the hunting down of zombie-like creatures and the slaughter within his workplace. Billy was not happy about these reminders of the massacre at the Etone HQ.

"I don't have much by way of magic that'll help...but they won't get too far without kneecaps, I'm guessing," he said, reaching for one of his guns. He did not have any connection to any of the formerly crystalized Heroes, so he was facing the situation with cold, ruthless efficiency.

He threw a quick Cure Spark's way, for once not making a sarcastic response when he did it. There would be time for sass once the danger was eliminated and the unfortunate souls of the murdered hospital staff were prayed over.

"This unease is... just familiar," said Meteor finally admitting it. "Like something similar in my world is about to happen. A sort of coming tension which is like a knife's edge, waiting to snap."

"I pray we might not be facing something unworldly."

[As she exits the old observatory she feels the haste spell circle around her, the familiar flash of red ticking like a speedy clock. It’s enough to fuel her faster, the ground disappearing beneath her feet as she ran. Celes is by her side again, the little moogle zipping in next to her.]

You should leave. [The little moogle shakes his head, his wings flapping frantically as he stays by her side.] What’s a beastmaster without her pet? [Yuna smiles at the little moogle but doesn’t urge him away. If it gets dangerous she might implore him to leave but for now she’s glad to have him by her side.

She takes note of those around her all while taking long strides towards the hospital. When she reaches the large double door’s she’s panting, her breath appearing in front of her in a clouded mist of cold air. Even from outside of the hospital it’s easy to tell that something is wrong. She continues inside but quickly skids to a halt. Two familiar shapes stand in front of her. One is a small girl, a girl she had sworn to protect in the world before this one. The other is her ever present protector, who was also Yuna’s teacher before Crystallis stole away her skills.]

Caius?

[She feels a tremor in her heart, much like fighting Bahaumt beneath Bevelle. A hand comes to rest over her heart before she spreads her arms to either side.]

You must stop!

[Caius rises his hand, a swirl of dark energy gathering in front of him. Yuna inhales a sharp breath and he released the dark orb at the little moogle fluttering at her side. She grabs Celes, pulling him down towards the ground as the explosion shakes the hallway behind them. She knows he won’t stop and she knows that she has to fight.

She softly whispers Celes’s name, the little moogle pulling bombs from his pouch.]

I won’t let you use his body for your games. [Her voice chokes while anger seethes just below her tone. She’d fight, even if she knows that she might not win. This isn’t Caius it’s just another husk.

There will be time for tears later.]

"We should expect anything." Zelda couldn't say what might come but she's used for the worse. As she headed down the stairs her fingers idly traced the invisible scar she had from the year before.

"Last year they took heroes and controlled them. They used a dark crystal to try and summon this king mog."

The Queen moved too and fro, readying the cannons. She planned to fly off and launch her own assault, but she would need the help of the cannons if she was going to avoid being splattered all over the city's rooftops.

When Graham arrived and start...talking, one supposes, Ashelia sighed in exasperation. This Graham seemed more tiring than Vaan - more tiring than Luffy, even. But his plan was worth trying. "I would offer to handle the other side, but without enough weight..." She looked over at Zelda. "Would your Loftwing be able to handle that?"

"King Mog? As in MOGGLE MOG? The XIV?" Exclaimed Meteor, his eyes growing wide. "They intended to invoke a godsdamned primal into our midst? Tis madness!"

"The damage alone from tempering... is neigh irreversible..."

Zelda lightly patted her loftwings side with a smile.

"She should be able too." Her loftwing was strong and quick and while not as strong as Links it was still a bird to be reckoned with.

Zelda stopped even though the end of the stairs were in sight. "You know him? He's a legend here as well." She looked more than a little concerned.

"Maybe I should grab my journal and tell you everything that happened then..." There was one piece of information in that journal she suddenly felt uncomfortable sharing but if it was Meteor she supposed it would be okay.

She trusted him.

"Let me get that too." She quickly ran down the last few stairs, first grabbing the Hi-Potions that she had and then her journal. She flipped open to the correct page and then handed it to him.

Taking the journal, he started to read. A flurry of emotions passed through his expression; frustration, sadness, rage, and in the end he thudded his fist against the wall. "Ascians... even here your taint is felt. Even if this isn't the same method, the Ascian summoning method is still dangerous and deadly."

He looked up at Zelda and passed her journal back to her. "I am truly sorry. If only I was here last year, I could stop Moggle Mog from rising. Some Primal Slayer I am..."

[Sparks is grateful for the Cure, but it is from Billy, so for now he just gets a quick, appreciative nod. Sometimes he misses being a Paladin.]

Reckon those kneecaps are a lot tougher than ya think. They're all workin' at max levels out there, and then some. They ain't dumb, neither, so if we block 'em in, they may find other ways to get out. Windows 'n such. But if they all get outta here, it's game over for the people out there. The citizens of this city seen enough death 'n destruction lately.

Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

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