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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.]
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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However... moments later, the steam flowed back to the original monster, coalescing and reforming. Now it stood there, back in its original size.
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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."
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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!"
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"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.
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A moment later, it was charging straight at the sorceror, with a surprising amount of speed, intent on crushing him beneath a watery fist.