melodiesoflife | Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

Characters: Everyone!
Where: Aqures Ixen (Old Observatory, others).
When: Night from the 31st of October to the 01st of November.
Summary: Midnight is approaching, ghosts are everywhere and clouds are slowly gathering above the old observatory... What does it all mean? This post is open to all characters, there are no sign-ups for this.
Warning: The destructor has come.

Mingle || Before Midnight
Confrontation || Midnight
The Cursed Heroes
King Moggle Mog XIV

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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!"

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?"

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.

Ales watched his crew members as they planned together. "If you're thinking of going along with his idea, better get ready now." Moggle Mog's puffy face loomed ever closer. It was focused on reaching the Temple of Fire, perhaps it hadn't noticed the airship, but it would only be a manner of time before it did.

"I'll turning the ship behind it's head! Get ready!"

An idea strikes Graham, and he points dramatically at Zelda. "That's it! Your bird takes one end and I'll take the other. We'll go round and round and round and round until the thing can't move its feet! I'll meet you at the bottom!"

And with that, Graham takes a running start and launches himself off the airship towards the nearest rooftop. It's not exactly a short way down.

"Graham!"

Zelda tossed the rope up and her loftwing took it in it's beak as she jump on and after Garham. She didn't want him to hurt himself and with a quick click of her tongue they were off flying through the sky and currently after Graham to make sure that he was okay after jumping from the airship.

Moggle Mog had indeed paid little attention to the Airship, but couldn't ignore it any longer as the canons started firing. H didn't notice what Graham was up to, but soon diverted his attention away from Sephiroth and Jade who were at his feet, swinging his staff toward the airship, as if he were trying to get rid of an annoying Fly. Ales would have to be fast to save the Airship.

He did not go through airship training and fight in a war for nothing, Ales reminds himself when Moggle Mog raises his staff. Without warning the others on board, he spins the wheel as hard as he can.

"The altitude!" he yelled over the whistling of the wind, loud enough for his puppet to register the command and pull a single lever. The ship would raise into the sky while veering out of the swatting path, and with a winding trajectory, hopefully steer clear of the staff.

Ashelia had taken off with Zelda, flying lower with her until the Queen saw the moogle swinging for the airship. "Keep going!" She called out to her friend as she turned around and sped back towards the ship. She swung around, clenching and flexing her fists as she prepared an eidolon onslaught.

She flew around the moogle King's headlashing out with strikes and breathes of fire from Ifrit, the strong, sinewy limbs erupting from the portals mere inches from her hands. What resulted was a sort of dance - Ashelia dodging and weaving, flying to and fro, fire spewing forth from the magic circles as Ifrit's attacks connected.

Manning the cannons had kept Kidd from casting the Haste spell she wanted to use on Graham. From a porthole she watched as Zelda helped him to enact his plan. All she could do was put her faith in them.

Looking to the crew of the ship she began to bark her orders. "Set the canon shot to flame. Use whatever you have. It is more important we make this think burn than merely puncture its sides." The crew members looked a bit incredulous at the orders, but finally one decided they didn't have any other options and the rest followed suit.

Graham hits a nearby roof with a thud and a roll, and is back on his feet and jumping down as fast as he can. Sure it hurt, but that never bothered him much. And it looks like the moogle is successfully distracted.

He's fast, but obviously not as fast as Zelda's loftwing. He dashes to the nearer side of the moogle king's already damaged feet, holding the rope out. Confident that Zelda will take off the other direction around him, he'll keep running circles around the monstrosity, Shunshin activated, until he runs out of rope. Or so he's hoping.

Zelda's loftwing was fast and as Graham landed safely Zelda was already a ways around the lumbering moogle. Her eyes stayed on her friend though the large bird knew it's task. Her wings flapped and within less than a minute she was circling above Graham's head.

She didn't know how many passes to do so she'd fly until she ran out of rope.

The smile spreading over the Moogle's face turned into something far more terrifying as bits of his "flesh" melted under the fire attacks. It seemed to hurt, but it didn't seem to be about to kill him, only enrage him. He moved one of his massive hands in the path of the Loftwing, hoping to catch it.

For how huge it was, the moogle king wasn't blind and noticed the rope Graham running circle around him with his rope. With his feet damaged, the king was left with only one choice. Moggle Mog flapped his wing and started flying. While it wasn't an attack, his wings flapping were sure to create a burst of wind powerful enough to destabilized the airship and the Loftwing.

Then he moved his staff by the rope Graham was holding and swung it, hoping for the staff and rope to mingle. If it was to happen, he would try to swing it around-- And with it, Graham. This however, meant he didn't pay attention to the airship any more.

The wind hit the side of the ship full-force, tipping it over and knocking the puppet against the opposite wall. Ales grabbed onto the steering wheel for his life, dangling in mid-air while a foot scraped against the seat. The turbulence shook the ship, the buttons making a constant clacking sound as they vibrated in their loose holds.

He had to hold on, just enough until the ship tilted back to a manageable angle. But if Moggle Mog was going to keep on flying, this was to be an issue.

Please, he squeezed his eyes shut, feeling his hat fall off his head. just let this ship fly out of range. Once it did, he could gain control of it again and attack from afar.

Zelda felt her loftwing turn as the wind lifted him up and away from the large moogle. The young goddess fell forward on the bird, wrapping her arms around her friends neck as she steadied herself.

She let out a slow breath suddenly feeling scared. She didn't need to fall off her loftwing again. However now she's very high up and very far from the fight.

Ashelia gasped as the wind whipped up around her, but found it almost impossible to breathe back in again. She tumbled away, spinning through the air, unable to breathe until she got far enough away from the whirlwind.

She righted herself eventually, clutching at her chest as she sucked in great amounts of air, her lungs burning. Well. That is something to watch for. She flew back towards the King, though, undeterred - she wasn't planning on stopping until he was completely melted.

Graham's idea had almost been a good one. If only the moogle had been distracted enough. Graham himself is too focused, and isn't watching his back. Just as he was getting somewhere with the rope, he's pulled backwards into the air, and sent soaring as he lets go of the rope.

He is not amused. There goes his only idea, and his only way to be of some help here.

Graham hits the dirt several yards away, tumbling to a halt. Despite the size of the monster and how far away all his allies are to be able to hear him, it doesn't stop him from yelling about how this is the worst disaster in entire life.

If they wanted a moment of rest, it would happen as he was hit by crossing streams. The flux of energy created by the attack was sure to cause even more troubles for Ashe and Zelda, as the wicked king was now emanating energy, making it even more dangerous to get close.

But this gave the airship and the others the time they needed to get close.

Edited 2015-11-11 10:10 (UTC)

Zelda was well up towards the clouds now. She looked down on the battle and was able to see it all as if played out before her. She could feel the energy coming from the moogle and the shock wave of the beams only pushed her higher into the sky.

Her loftwing was trying to handle the winds while Zelda looked down at the scene. She was to far away to shout.

The ship rocked from side to side as the evil Moogle rose, and then it stopped shaking. Not wasting a moment, Ales took control once more and steered the ship back to the giant.

"This doesn't look good." Something was happening, but Moggle Mog seemed to be in pain.

"FIRE THE CANNONS!" He shouted into the horn.

It took some doing, but with the cargo on board the airship, Kidd was able to find what she was looking for. Fabric was torn into strips and soaked in what alcohol they could find. It wasn't the same as proper flaming shot but every little bit helped.

"What I'd give for a barrel of pitch right now..."

The order came down from above and Kidd was quick to move. "Cannons loaded. OPEN FIRE!" The crew belowdecks followed the relayed order. The spark of the cannons ignited the shot and sent them through the air towards their giant foe.

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