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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Dec 14, 2006 23:19:40 GMT
"Charming she may be... but I don't doubt for a moment the reason she has survived so long is because she never had ANY IDEA what she is doing while she's doing it," Kadaj countered while slashing down one more nuisance. His voice broadcasted smugly into Squall's mind. Touche, sir. "Maybe you should tell her that sometime... she never listens to me," he joked.
The clone attacking Squall never stood a chance... he was dead before he knew what hit him. The clones who had been heading for Squall diverted their efforts towards Ami instead, whose attacks seemed nowhere near as threatening... she did a double take at the half dozen suddenly bearing down on her as she edged back towards the group. "Uh, guys?"
The Elite had never met a more worthy opponent... except once... but at the time he'd had the support of six more of his Elite brethren. Funny how he never considered the troopers "brothers"... they were just grunts that all wore faces like his, so far as he was concerned. It didn't matter... An unstoppable force versus a moving object, he mused reflectively, launching himself into a last stand against the apparition, blocking the approaching daggers and deflecting them back at his enemy with the energy blade, sending the contained plasma beam directly at Phil's abdomen...
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Post by Squall on Dec 14, 2006 23:47:27 GMT
Squall nodded and smiled, When the times right... maybe ill say something. Squall nodded to the swordsman as he lay motionless on the ground, sorry. It saddened squall to have to kill another gunblade swordsman. Hed only ever met 2 others before and he felt like they should be on the same side.
" Uh, guys?"
Squalls attention suddenly snapped back to the ongoing battle, looking across he saw a hefty gang of clones swoop towards ami, Cowards. Squall ran towards them, cutting his way into the group from the side, he was in gaurdian mode now, he didnt care about the fight or the cause, he just didnt want to see anyone hurt.
Phil however was less worried about the others, his attention was entirely upon the elite infront of him, being stabbed through the stomach had had a negative affect on him. Phil charged fuming at the elite, deflecting his reflected blades aside with his wings, batting them aside with his wing as if wafting something. Phil then leapt into the air, contracting his left wing he sent himself into a frantic spin towards the elite, his wings wrapped around him he flew through the air at him like a frisbee then, once within striking range, phil swang one of his wings open, smashing it into the elite, the blades cutting deep into his side
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Dec 15, 2006 0:02:07 GMT
Stubborn to the end, the Elite fired off a couple last shots at Phil before he finally succumbed to the creature's attacks and died. The troops looked at the corpse, then at Phil.
The troops around him scattered.
Several of the clones headed for Amnesty fell under Squall's attack, all but the two closest to her-- the very closest one, armed with a long chain that he swung at her blade, yanked her sword out of her grasp and delivered a powerful punch that threw her several feet backwards... The other, one of the relatively few females, turned to Squall with an awful screech of anger and began blasting at him with a strangely designed pistol, one that Amnesty would have recognized as a variation on her acid guns. The acid struck Squall's sleeve and began eating away at it as the clone advanced...
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Post by Squall on Dec 15, 2006 0:13:06 GMT
Phil dropped to the ground in a heap near the elite. Breathing heavily he gritted his teeth as his wounds healed. " Cheap shot bastard" phil exclaimed as the wounds from the elites last attack sealed up. " Healing wounds is nice and all but I could really use a little something for the pain sometimes?... Ouch!"
Squall leapt back, alarmed at the ferocity from the female clone, he pulled his left arm out from his jacket then took a firm hold of his gunblade, preparing to deflect any bullets as he moved towards the clone. He caught a glimpse of Ami being hit in the corner of his eye, dont let him do that again Ami
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Dec 15, 2006 20:07:54 GMT
Somewhat dazed, Ami staggered back to her feet, only to have the clone throw his chain around her neck and yank her to the ground. She felt something in her neck pop as she went down and horrible pain went up and down her spine... as the clone approached, she realized her head was at an angle and any attempts to straighten it filled her with killing pain, but at least she could still move her fingers... her neck hadn't been broken, but she couldn't force herself to rise...
Kadaj saw her in distress and broke away from the others, charging the clone... the clone swung the chain at him and tried to yank loose the Souba, but Kadaj twisted the blade deftly and cut through the links, pulling the clone forward to engage him...
With Squall busy deflecting the female clone and Kadaj off to defend his sister, Cloud was on his own. Despite his growing weariness, the troopers went down before him easily... but he cursed under his breath as he saw an Elite trooper headed towards him... I'm going to need help if I plan to take out this bruiser. Usually it'd be no problem, but I'm seriously starting to ravel here... I've had to fight a war since this morning. And I'm still having to work around those wounds I got fighting thhe Nightmare... He could see the Elite smirking as it sensed his strength declining, taking its time about engaging him, trying to torture him with the suspense...
The female clone pulled another gun from a holster at her opposite side... a long, thin one with a thick barrel. She squeezed the trigger, and a jet of flame leapt out of it towards the acid on Squall's jacket... the acid caught fire and began burning uncontrollably as the female trooper braced herself against her terror of flame as she took advantage of this minor distraction to charge Squall, coming at his legs with a sweeper kick...
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Post by Squall on Dec 15, 2006 21:16:47 GMT
Squall was to busy with the clone to spot Amis distress, ripping of his jacket as it burst into flames, leaving him in nothing but his white vest, I been wanting to take it off for ages anyway, this is hot work! Squall leapt over the kick and stamped down on her knee as he came down to land. Then grabbing his jacket and opening it up, threw it over the clones head and punched her in the face.
Phil lay still for a moment longer until hed caught his breath, then using his wings he sprang to his feet and ran towards his group. Leaping up and flying into a huge group of clones bowling them over and wounding them with his wings. He came to a hault a short distance away from cloud, he looked exhausted, but powerfully wielded his sword against any who faced him. He might need help with that elite... I dont fancy getting shot again though
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Post by Ru on Dec 16, 2006 6:15:25 GMT
With the leadership of Jenova, the Elites might have been invincible. Without their "mother," though, they began to fall apart, and it showed. The Elite facing Reno attempted a half-hearted swipe at the man and completely missed, drained of energy and coherance. The ones facing Loz looked as though they'd just been trampled by a street mob. All of them retaliated on the silver-haired man, acting individually rather than as a team, and as a result one or two got caught in the crossfire, taking a friendly bullet in the back and falling. One of the remaining Elites turned his attention on Rude, and he no longer looked pleased with the thrill of fighting - he merely wanted to end this battle.
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Cid glanced around the battlefield, and lit himself a cigarette, just then noticing the bloody gash on his wrist.
"Huh," he muttered, wiggling his hand a little, before turning back to the chaos. The clone troopers had been all but decimated in this area - the Elites were further ahead, fighting the incoming group directly in front of the inn. Unsure of what to do, Cid moved deeper into Kalm, carrying his spear over his shoulders. One of the remaining troopers leapt in, trying to stab Cid in the stomach, and in response the pilot easily skewered him. They were nothing without Jenova.
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Post by mistervillainman on Dec 16, 2006 6:32:44 GMT
Elite unit E42 moved swiftly through the ranks, heading straight for Cloud Strife. He sensed the man's weakened state and was bent on exploiting it by any means necessary. After fighting the general he had lost a LARGE amount of energy. 42 leapt over several units and came straight down at Strife in a stabbing motion with his blade.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Dec 16, 2006 6:44:52 GMT
Another clone lurched out of the shadows at Cid... despite having lost the person he was fighting for, he was too hard-wired for fighting to not give up before reaching the last ditch. He swung a pair of electic-shock nunchuks at the man's chest, powering up the juice to full capacity, trying to jolt him badly enough to stop his heart...
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Rude glared at the Elite coming half-heartedly towards him... He spun-kicked with all his might into the trooper's hand, trying to knock the energy hilt from his hand before fully engaging him...
Annie realized he was unarmed. She stretched a hand towards Jenova's corpse, and the hilt faded in a shimmer of white light... it reappeared in Annie's hand. She tossed it towards Rude, who ignited the blade as he caught it and threw it up into a block position...
Loz began systematically pummeling what was left of the Elites, and Joey realized the door to the inner sanctum was all but abandoned by now... she grabbed her father's sleeve as the trooper they were confronting cumbled under their combined attacks and began yanking him towards the door at hyperspeed... "ANNIE, NOW OR NEVER!" Joey screamed.
Annie sprinted after them, Rude and Loz engaging the remaining Elites... She focused on expanding the space containing the door, and it began to crack...
Jared heard Joey call him, telling him they had almost reached success... he turned to Vincent. "Cover me!"
He plunged through the battlefield, dodging the few surviving clone troopers... Vincent did not understand the boy's sudden divergence from the plan, but there was no time to debate it... he carefully picked off anyone who seemed to even be thinking about attacking the boy...
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Xima saw the door cracking, and her lips tightened. "Rufus, prepare youself... this is going to get very ugly, very fast." Her eyes were narrowed nearly into slits...
The door fell apart, and Reno stood on the other side. "Honey, we're ho-ome!"
Rude rolled his eyes... He'll get himself killed being thingy like that...
Annie leapt into the fore, the White Wave carving a glowing arc in the air to block Xima as she attempted to run Reno through... Joey braced herself to zip inside and snatch the kids...
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Strife realized the Elite had suddenly accelerated and shoved away the troopers still attacking him, turning to face the Elite head on... he knocked the blade aside, dodging it, but it took a little more energy from him than he wanted to admit... He seperated his blades and brought them both arcing down at the Elite's sword arm, trying to hack it off, but he wasn't moving as fast as usual...
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Post by Ru on Dec 16, 2006 7:03:58 GMT
Because of the few distractions, Cid spotted the man coming for him quickly, and spun around, slamming the handle of his spear down on the nunchucks, knocking them straight onto the ground. Slamming one of his hands down on the end of the spear, he uppercut the man under the chin with the blade and sent him flying to join his dead companions. Cid shook his head, then bent down to examine the pair of nunchucks. He found the way to turn them off, then stuck them in his back pocket - he'd take them apart later.
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Rude's defense through the Elite off, and he had to go chasing after his blade, only to turn and find his enemy wielding one of the same. Glaring bitterly, he swung his sword in at Rude's side, ignoring the obvious attempt at blocking that the man was making with his new sword.
The Elites fighting Loz failed miserably. One rose up to block, only to get pummeled backwards, knocking into two more and delaying their attacks. They fell completely out of order, each moving in to attack only to run into their comrades again. Slowly but surely, they dropped to the earth.
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Post by mistervillainman on Dec 16, 2006 7:07:55 GMT
The Elite pushed off with his left leg, making it seem as tho he was dodging left, then sprang to the right, sliding across the dirt out of the way. He then immediately swung his blade around and slashed at Cloud's midsection.
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Rufus waited till the door was breached and let loose with a volly of lead slugs from his dual submachineguns at the intruder, not letting up for a moment. He would NOT allow these punks to take him down easily... Not while his children were at risk.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Dec 16, 2006 7:36:06 GMT
Kadaj sliced down the trooper after a very short exchange of blows. He sighed. Pathetic. He knelt by Ami. "How bad is it? Can you move?"
She twitched, cringing. "First question: Very. Second question: No."
He glanced up... no one else was trying to move against him. There were only a few scattered troopers left, and they seemed to be converging on Vincent, Cid and Jared. He looked back to his sister. "Don't be worried. It's all but over-- we'll get you looked at soon."
She gave him a look. "Did I say I was worried?"
He raised an eyebrow at her incredulously. She grinned back to indicate she was just joking.
Cloud saw the sword coming at his midsection a half-second too late and barely managed to spin out of the way in time... "You'll have to do better than that, clone boy," he challenged, trying to bluff him. He jabbed at the Elite's side, getting just a little desperate to end this fast... and hoping it didn't show...
Kadaj could see Cloud was in need of help, but he shook his head. Sorry, but this time you're on your own... I got my sister to think about here.
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The very last of the clones were summoning themselves against these doggedly persistent three... Jared blasted a few away, and Vincent reduced the numbers still more... only a few got close enough to actually pose a threat, and of them, most elected to go after Cid, who did not seem to be carrying a ranged weapon. One of them flung a handful on ninja stars at him, and another followed up on the stars, swinging down on him with a mace... Jared moved in to intercept the Mace trooper...
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Annie doubled over space again, sending the volley back at Rufus, but the short lapse in her concentration allowed Xima to press her advantage, slicing the girl's leg... she snarled and began pushing down on the young girl's blade with one hand, swiping at her face with the other, her titanium-covered nails gleaming... instinctively, Reno moved in to intervene, catching her hand and bashing his head forward into hers, knocking her back... Annie surged in, trying to take advantage of as much leeway as she could...
Loz, noticing how many people were trying to get in the door at once, smashed through the wall instead, swinging the pile bunker at Rufus from behind...
Rude caught the Elite's blade and shoved back with a grunt of effort, following this with a punch aimed at the Elite's head from his alternate hand... He swung the Dark Lifestream at the creature's abdomen...
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Post by mistervillainman on Dec 16, 2006 7:41:03 GMT
42 leapt over Cloud's strike, sensing his energy dropping even more with each exertion he made to take him down. He slammed his feet down on one of the blades, driving it into the ground and made a stabbing lunge at Cloud's chest from his perch.
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Rufus was spared serious injury from the bullets flying at him because he was knocked to the side by Loz's strike. However, bullets being bullets... kept going, straight into Loz's body. Slug after slug ripped into him, burning holes deep into his chest, arms and legs. Rufus managed to roll onto his side after a moment and smirked at Loz.
"Thanks for the assistance..." He said, then with that, he squeezed both triggers again and sent even MORE ammunition pummeling into Loz.
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Post by Ru on Dec 16, 2006 7:50:52 GMT
Cid watched as Jared moved forwards to block the trooper with the mace, and concentrated on intercepting the shurikens, which was not as easy as it sounded. He managed to knock some away with his spear, but a few found their place in his forearms, and one hit his shoulder, just below his neck. Gritting his teeth, he stabbed the trooper who'd thrown the stars in the chest before pausing briefly to pull them out and drop them to the ground. Again, he ignored the wounds and continued to attack the clone troopers that attempted to make a last stand.
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The Elites in front of the inn had been all but decimated; their broken bodies littered the ground amongst those of the clone troopers, and a kind of smoky haze seemed to have taken over the streets leading up to the inn.
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Post by Amnesty Lazuli on Dec 16, 2006 7:56:18 GMT
Fruxas couldn't help but gasp, clutching his sister to him... not in shock, because he had seen acts twice as violent in his short lifetime... but because his genetic link to Loz forced him to feel a reverberation of his pain...
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Ami and Kadaj felt it just as keenly. Ami's eyes darted in the direction of the Inn, jacked wide open... Kadaj's head snapped towards the sound of gunfire, and he winced as he almost felt bullets impacting with him... He gasped, almost doubling over. "Oh, G**..."
Amnesty screamed. Loud. Long. Piercing.
Cloud was distracted by her wail for a split second... and that was far more than long enough. The blade went into his ribcage, and he found it suddenly difficult to breathe... My lung's collapsed.
He looked up at 42... he swiped powerfully at the clone's legs with his last reserve of strength, trying to chop him down as his blood began to drain... Not like this. Please, not like this.
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Loz felt the bullets rocketing through him... he knew he was about to die again... but, funny enough, he didn't mind. He was dying doing something that he loved... namely, b***h-slapping Rufus Shinra.
He smirked and propelled himself blindly at the tyrant one last time, dripping green blood...
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