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Coral Restoration Log [closed to those in the teams]

Monday morning, bright and early, Station Master gathers those that signed on to help out, bringing them down via the elevator, before sealing it off, making it impossible for anyone to go up or down.

This is it. This is the day. We are going to fix the coral or... not fix it, really.

[ooc: please check each individual thread for more information. Also, as for the attack/defence part of the log, we are willing to play out the fights for you (apart from the NPC fight which will for sure be played out by us) however, we have given you the skills/attack patterns of the monsters, so if you'd rather, for the sake of speediness, play out the monster yourself, that is also fine, just let us know.]

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As big as the creature attacking the west side is, as small is the creature that takes on the east time. But don't under estimate it by its size. It's quick, the quickest of the three creatures. However its most important weapon is not its speed; it's its special ability. Occasionally the creature will divide, creating perfect clones of itself. With each new clone, the overall strength of each clone goes down, leaving their attacks weaker, but can you deal with this horde of creatures?

Much like the giant, it has an ice core, its only weak spot. The ice covering it is rather thin. One good hit and it could fracture. But where the water of the giant is clear and easy to see through, the water making up this creature is murkier, making it harder to spy the core unless you manage to mark the original copy in some way. Else you'll be stuck whacking down copies until you hit the right one!

"I don't care who you are, but we're more than just your experiment!"

The words heralded Daimon Masaru leaping out to strike at the water-like golem, digi-soul flaring around his fist. He threw a punch at the creature, which rippled through the water and caused it to "explode" out the back...

... and for the watery construct to split apart into two.

As Masaru stared, dumbfounded, the second "beast" whipped out with one of its vaguely formed arms, extending it outward and... well, grabbing Masaru by the face.

The street fighter let out a choked yell as he was thrown back into the nearest wall.

Dhaos doesn't waste words on the creature; whether it is living or merely a magical construct, it is an enemy that cannot be dissuaded from it's mission. He can't help but smirk for a moment at that. After all, he is almost the same in that regard.

He rushes one of the watery constructs, seemingly to try to strike it as well. However, instead of simply punching it, he slaps his hand to the ground near its feet, releasing a dome-shaped shockwave of magical energy to slam into the offending monster.

"Masaru! You okay?"

He's probably fine, most of the people Maka is acquainted with are tougher than they look. She concentrates on the matter of the monster in front of her--the other man on their team attacked it, but it had split off into two before then. It's probably a ruse, a diversion to keep the ragtag team from getting at whatever will destroy it.

Concentrate... Maka's not certain how helpful Soul Perception would be in this case, but--

"What's that?"

She's not talking to anybody but herself, of course, but her attention is caught by something shining inside of one of the monsters, not present in the other. It's not a soul, per se, but she feels something from it regardless, a sort of living pulse, a spark of magic. Then--

"Attack the one on the left!" Maka readies her scythe to do just that herself.

"I'm fine!" Masaru cried from the nearby wall, having protected himself from bone-shattering impact with his-digi-soul. Thankfully, Dhaos's attack kept the creature from holding onto him, so he was able to pick himself up unmolested. For the moment though, he needed to recover.

The two monsters seem to just mold and stretch out of the way of Dhaos's attack, but they get hit by a glancing blow just as Maka declares that they should hit the one on the left.

And now there's four, making two on the left.

They seem to realize Maka has identified them, so they target her first, the pair not formed the left creature rushing to bear down upon her while the second one on the left targets Dhaos, effectively guarding the true version of the monster.

It's good to know that the boy - Masaru, the girl had called him - was alright. Receiving heavy damage with the coral as it is could be disastrous. Still, it would have been nice to know which one to attack a moment sooner, but now at least he knows where to aim.

Dhaos backs off a bit to give himself time to think, and prevent the creatures from grabbing him. If physical attacks are only causing them to split, then perhaps... He looks over at Maka as he begins charging for a spell that will rain fire upon their watery heads.

"Would you kindly keep them distracted for a moment? I need a little time to cast."

The pulse of whatever the original has is lost, this is punctuated by a mutter of "shit" to herself. They're attacking and while Maka would usually be able to do a clean sweep of the area with a well-timed Witch Hunter, she can't resonate with something that doesn't have a soul and so substitutes it with the eldritch fire of the blade swinging at them as they dart and weave at her.

Dhaos is speaking to her, though caught in the middle of things all she can do is look up and nod in his direction. "Masaru, let's get 'em!" She's not afraid, they're not going to intimidate her into dodging, she'll run right to them and match their speed with her own as she slices at the monsters.

As Dhaos avoids the one attacking him, the other two are effectively cleaved apart by Maka's fiery blade... only to reform moments later, turned now into four smaller versions of the monster.

There were six now; the four more miniature ones, and two that were larger sized.

"You don't need to tell me twice!" roared Masaru as he charged back into the fight.

Fists flashing with digi-soul, he targeted the two larger ones, intent on hitting them both with a series of one-two punches.

Dhaos continues charging his spell, remaining motionless but for his cloak billowing slightly in the updraft created by the magic circle at his feet.

"Dammit--"

Ugh, small fry, that was exactly what she needed, guess cleaving them won't work. But what else can she do? She hasn't actually used this scythe before in battle. Maka holds it out in front of her and shakes it at the four smaller monsters insistently. "Come on, you stupid thing, do something else!"

Apparently hearing this command, the scythe responds by sending out a solid wall of heat at the four smaller ones, either reducing them to steam or at least annoying the hell out of them.

"...Uh." Well that's different.

Indeed, the small fry were reduced to steam... only to suddenly coalesce in the air, reforming again, this time into their original, larger form upon "condensing" back into a liquid state...

... which wasted no time in swinging an extending arm at Maka, intent on quite literally slugging her in the face.

The one Masaru was fighting, meanwhile... actually molded a hole in itself, effectively making Masaru's fist pass right through it... and then it closed the gap.

Edited 2013-05-11 00:32 (UTC)

"... WHAT THE HELL?!"

Masaru's eyes widened as his arm became stuck inside the water creature's body. He didn't have much time to react in any other way, as both the monster and its equally-sized double started furiously punching at him.

The street fighter let out a pained yell as he was struck repeatedly, but he remained on his feet as he tried to pull his arm free. No matter how much he flared his digi-soul, it didn't seem to be enough.

"... Oy!" Masaru grunted as he was hit again. "Wizard guy! If you're gonna do something, do it now, okay?!"

As if on cue, Dhaos finishes charging his spell, and releases it with a shout of "EXPLOSION!" Within the span of a second, a fireball forms, drops from the sky, and strikes the ground after passing through one unlucky water creature. It, well, explodes upon impact, creating a shockwave of fire that spreads out about eight feet.

Belatedly, Dhaos realizes that he forgot to include the component of the spell that would leave allies completely unharmed. He maaaay have just set Masaru on fire a tiny bit...

It was a combination of seeing the monster ready to take a swing at her once it reformed, and seeing the fireball falling from the sky, that made Maka roll away from the impact. Any brunt of fire that tries to catch onto her is absorbed by the scythe, so she's no worse for wear.

But then she realizes that Masaru was in the center of the blast and scrapes up to her feet. "Masaru! Masaru!" Oh god, is he going to be okay?

The shockwave struck down, claiming the majority of the water constructs and reducing them to steam. Masaru? Wasn't so lucky. He ended up being thrown back, catching a face full of flame, crashing down against the ground, his clothes on fire.

However... moments later, the steam flowed back to the original monster, coalescing and reforming. Now it stood there, back in its original size.

Fool! How could he have forgotten such a vital component of the spell as to shield allies from it?! Now the poor boy is on fire, and there likely isn't time to cast a spell to put him out without the monster without provoking an attack from the monster. However, he catches that the girl seems fine thanks to that scythe. It gives him an idea.

Without hesitation, Dhaos places himself between Masaru and the monster, and begins charging another spell. "Absorb the flames before they cause permanent damage, and let me know where to aim."

She's struck mute momentarily at the sudden addressing from the otherwise quiet man but then nods, swinging it out and willing it to obey and absorb the fire like before. Her hands shake at the heat coursing through the shaft, though it doesn't burn so much as surprise her.

Huh. Guess when your boyfriend goes around fighting while on fire, you'll inevitably pick that up too.

Maka's eyes flick up to the monster--having coalesced back to its original form finally--seeing if she can pick out the pulse of the something that obviously makes it live. Ultimately she can't grasp onto it again and goes by memory. "It's reformed completely. Aim for the center of its chest!"

Masaru let out a scream, just before the flames were absorbed, but otherwise handled it rather gracefully. For him, anyway.

"Dammit," he growled, angry at himself. He could have avoided a lot of pain if he'd just used his digi-soul more wisely. But nevertheless...

... "Thanks Maka," he said, getting up. He was visibly burned, along with portions of his clothes and hair, but he looked like he could stand at the very least.

The monster's gaze settled on Dhaos, perhaps making one wonder if it understood what they were saying.

A moment later, it was charging straight at the sorceror, with a surprising amount of speed, intent on crushing him beneath a watery fist.

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