Event || The Night of the Thirteen Moogles

[melodiesmods]

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

Comments

[no1]

[ Ace acknowledged his own limits, and no penchant for heroics would have been capable of making him partake in an unwinnable fight if that had been all there was to it. No, there was a reason why he belonged in there, at that particular point in time, a fact that no amount of reasoning could possibly make him question.

He accepted Tear's successful attempt at retaliation as a cue for him to act, effecting in a dull, metallic sound echoing through the air as the blade of his sword forcefully collided with the staff that the phantom wielded. While it appeared too sturdy to allow for as much as a dent, he could still hope to knock the weapon out of her grasp if he was smart about applying his strength.

It was only when he was fighting this peculiar battle for dominance that he could finally afford a brief response. ]

And leave you with her on your own?

[ The cadet leapt away, a pained sigh leaving his lips as he listened in to the ominous rumbling sound coming from the surrounding walls, certainly not used to sustain similar damage. ]

... This is a stalling game, and it's up to us to ensure no more lives will be lost today.

[cantante]

And I know full well what she is capable of. [Tear understood she wasn't the strongest physically, but seeing the capabilities of her shadow firsthand with a single attack was enough to know that those same limits didn't apply. Though Ace's attempts to knock her weapon back succeed in at least making her stumble back and fall out of ready position, Tear knew that it would hardly give them the advantage. She had heard the melody earlier, it was for that very reason she had fought so hard to escape her earlier opponent and worried now that he would eventually find his way back to her again.

Without wasting another moment she sets right to casting, hoping to take advantage of the opening Ace had made in turn before the phantom could retaliate against either of them. It was as he had said; this was a stalling game, and now that he was here she had to ensure he made it out.]

Holy Light!