


As they trudged onward through the mud and foul weather, SINNBAD began to slowly notice that Lucia was looking more bedraggled with every step. Her skin was paling, sizzling with each drop that struck her body. Like a campfire in the rain, she seemed like she was dying out. This caused him some concern. After all, even in this rapscallion form, he was still a being that was concerned with his comrade's health.
SINNBAD's feet rose from under the muck to tip toe across the slippery surface as if it were solid, dry ground. Once more he found himself using the FloatShoes program, for it was insanely useful. The heavy rainfall cleaned off his boots quite quickly, shedding the caked on mud. His boots were clean, but damp, within moments.
He caught up to Lucia and placed his hand on her bare shoulder, stopping her so he could turn her around to face him. His hand burned, even through his thick glove, as he held on to her. He gritted his teeth a little as he looked at her. She was beautiful, though sick. He lifted his hand off her shoulder, relieving the pressure, and touched her chin.
"Bare with me."
He said as he gently turned her head a little from side to side as he examined her. He frowned and a flash of lightning illuminated the road ahead of them. SINN spotted the group of viruses in the momentary brightness, coming over the hill. His head then scanned the surrounding area, seeing little that was helpful, being surrounded by rubble and useless ruins. However, he did catch a shattered building with a partial roof from the corner of his eye.
He removed his hand from Lucia and pointed her towards the building [House Ruins2].
"You should take cover over there. We have company and you don't look well. You can leave this to me."
He stated as patted her on the shoulder again as he walked passed her toward the viruses, slightly pushing her towards the direction of the house. As he entered range he drew his rifle. He struck the ground with the butt of the rifle and swept it across him in a half circle. The badge on the left side of his chest, his navi symbol, sparked to life and glowed white hot. The air rippled and the water was thrown back as an invisible force bubbled outward from his body, pushing the elements away. His skin and leather jerkin hardened and turned gray, as if he was calcifying right there on the battlefield.
He reached into his belt, in his poncho, and pulled out a small paper-wrapped cylinder no bigger than a cigar. No longer did he have to worry about the rain getting his equipment wet with a barrier holding the water back. Drawing the envelope to his mouth, he bit off the end, tearing the package open a little with his teeth. With his other hand holding the rifle he pressed the hammer to a half-cocked position with his thumb. He then clicked open the flash pan an inch further down the barrel, pouring a small amount of powder into the flash pan. Closing the flash pan securely, SINN turned the rifle barrel upwards to stuff the rest of the cartridge down the muzzle. With both hands on the rifle, he slid out a thin rod made of metal from its sheath on the underside of the rifle. Using the ramrod, he pushed the cartridge all the way to the base inside the barrel. Then returned the ramrod to its sheath.
All of this was done in a matter of seconds. He trained himself to be able to fire three shots in under a minute.
"You are in my way."
He growled as he shouldered the weapon, aiming his rifle at the lead viral cloud. He sighted along the barrel as he began to chant.
"The one who soars in the heavens. The one who burns away imperfection..."
He said with some reverence. The rain drowned out most of his words.
"Bring them a new beginning. I summon you, Phoenix!"
He called out as he pulled the trigger. When released by the trigger, the spring loaded hammer lurched forward, causing the flint to strike a piece of steel called the "frizzen" that was right before the flash pan. At the same time, the motion of the flint and hammer pushed the frizzen back, which opened the cover to the pan, which contained the small helping of gunpowder. As the flint struck the frizzen, it created a spark of hot metal, which fell into the flash pan and ignited the powder. The flame burnt through a small hole into the barrel of the gun and ignited the main powder charge in the barrel, causing the weapon to fire.
And fire it did. The puff of flame that escaped the end of the rifle's barrel expanded into a raging inferno only moments after it left the muzzle. The gout of fire blazed through SINN's barrier and rocketed across the sky towards the cloud-like viruses, taking the shape of a soaring bird. The cloud of smoky discharge blinded the area around SINN, before seeping out of the barrier. The phoenix given form climbed quickly, ascending from the muddy terrain to attempt a collision with the viruses. The rain pelted the devouring conflagration, most likely weakening it before it struck. But the phoenix was a powerful force that would not be stopped by mere bad weather.
SINNBAD then took off from his position, heading wherever Lucia went. He hoped she would take his advice and head for the building he had pointed out. Regardless, if he managed to catch up to her, he pulled out a small drought of clear liquid and offered it for her to drink.
"Here, drink this. It should help dull the pain."
Summary
1: Mantle of Self-Defense1 [Signature]: (One instance of 20 HP Barrier) + (One instance of 2-Hit Shield) + (One instance of 20 HP Casing) to SINNBAD.
2: PhoenixShot1 [Battlechip]: 70 Fire Damage + Wide Attack to Cloudy group.
3: Tactical Movement: Run to Lucia, trying to avoid attacks if possible.
4: First Aid1: [Signature]: One instance of Heal 30 to Lucia.
Signature Cool Downs:
1: Mantle of Self-Defense1: 2 Turns.
2: First Aid1: 1 Turn.
Other Effects:
1: FloatShoes [NaviCust]: Ignores effects from panels except broken/missing.