Dee gracelessly pulled her head from where it was being smushed, tossing her hair as she slowly returned to visibility behind Arch. Regardless, she kept quiet, not wanting to interrupt DragonierMan and her friend. Besides that, she seemed to notice the sounds in the distance... as they came closer, they seemed to sound less like Yasu's quick-moving feet and more like a horse's gallop...
As DragonierMan's hand moved to the golden archer's hindquarters, it grasped at least as much flesh as armor, thanks to the skimpiness of the outfit. He could feel her chest expand and contract with her quick breaths; the sparkle in her eyes made her look somehow vulnerable. "If you're willing to be a sword for us, that's all we could ask from you. Just remember, even someone like Yasu, one of our Shogun's most trusted retainers, lives according to her own free will and principles. There are some decisions you can make on your own," she offered.
Watching with wide eyes from behind her fan, Dee tried to tear her eyes away from the steamy scene to see the source of the galloping steps reveal itself. Just as she did, the footsteps stopped nearby and slowed to a plod. The three could now easily see that the figure was not Yasu, but rather, a tall, thin man dressed as a bandit, riding atop a speckled brown horse. He skid to a stop with a slow "Woooah, Valentine!"
"Whoops... Ho ho, this is not the publicity we need," Dee laughed, urging Arch with a subtle motion to let go of DragonierMan.
Practically jumping out of her skin, Arch released her raiment and jumped up, bowing in apology and pressing one fist into her opposite palm. "F-Forgive me, Commander Yasu! I was just doing as ordered," she pleaded, then stopped as she realized who she was talking to.
"Jumpin' jellybeans, man! I think I'm startin' to get diz whole shogun movement thing," the bandit gasped, running a tongue over the gap in his front teeth. His face looked almost thirsty. "Deze membership perks are through the roof!"
"No, er, we're just... testing out the abilities of some new equipment," Arch replied in a flustered voice, not knowing how to explain what she was doing.
"I'll bet the new equipment's enjoying himself too! Ehehehe! But eh, seriously," the bandito chuckled, then gave a small shrug, "My name's BanditMan and I heard youz guys just received a val-ew-ubble shipment from a primo supplier! We in Vivarte were sorta hopin' dat youz guys could secure some for us too."
Dee stepped up, fanning herself against the heat and feeling obviously perturbed by the intrusion of the unwanted guest. "Our empire has no alliance with the Mafia, nor with any of their families. These gifts were bestowed to our army for a personal favor, it's not some kind of massive supply route," she explained.
"Yeah, I hear you, but see, my orders are to get us sommuv dat armor. So if you're not gonna hand it over, I'm just gonna have to take it, amigos. No hard feelins, but we need dat stuff to fight the NP, you know?" he explained, whipping out two western firearms.
"The armor can only be moved from place to place by special routes; it's not a data package that can be carried into a PET. In order to make sure we don't lose it, we're going to have to beat this guy here and now," Arch explained; Dee looked back with confusion, having been unaware of that fact herself. "Unfortunately, we already exhausted the strength of our on-call soldiers using that training routine..."
"Together we can easily take care of him, right, Recruit? Because we can't place you in danger yet, I want you to focus on a supportive role in this battle. Arch and I will face the enemy; in the mean time, you do everything you can to get these armors running at peak condition. If worse comes to worse, we'll need you to get that armor to a new location. Yasu should be back eventually, so even if something goes wrong, we ought to be fine," the gradient-haired general explained.
"Remember, this 'BanditMan' is likely one of Vivarte's top dogs. If we underestimate him, we'll be in trouble. That's why we'd like to handle the combat ourselves here and have you free to recover the armor if anything goes wrong," Arch reiterated. "This'll also be a real test for these armors. If you can do anything else to boost our performance, please don't hesitate to act!"
"Kinda hot to be standin' around talkin', ain't it? Lez go ahead and get dis over wit'," BanditMan offered, tipping up his sombrero and pointing one pistol towards the Neo-Shogun generals. "Also, gotta admit, I hate hurtin' women. Why don't I see if I can take doze armors wit'out hurtin' you guys too much? That'd be a good challenge for me, eheh!"
BanditMan: 360 HP
Valentine: 140 HP
Arch: 200 HP
Dee: 100 HP
DragonierMan: 150 HP
SYNCHRONIZATION:
Dee: 70% (Barrier 25) (Strengthen 15)
Arch: 48% (Regen 15) (Barrier 5)
Yasu: 5%
--BATTLE START--
NS Mission: Special Armor Tests
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DragonierMan stood up as Arch jumped off him. There was a navi that wasn't Yasu, riding on a speckled brown horse in front of them. He was wearing a duster with a wide-brimmed sombrero, and carried a pair of pistols. And he referred to himself as BanditMan. From the Mafia...
He flexed his clawed hands as he heard the back and forth between the Mafioso and the Shogunates. The term 'Net Mafia' was known to him. His Lord told him of two powerful factions that warred with each other. The Mafia were a criminal element focused on chaos and the acquisition of power for their own benefit. The opposing side went by the name 'Net Police' and attempted to actually police things in the Net. But from what his Lord described, the Police had their share of bad elements as well.
Which was why his Lord was affiliating himself with the Neo-Shogunate. It was a chance to get in on the ground floor of an organization that he could attempt to influence in the direction he wanted. Away from the corruption of both Mafia and Police to something more, peaceful.
But regardless of his affiliation, BanditMan had challenged them for possession of Armor's system. Armor had given the pieces to the Shogunate of her own will. This was attempted theft. A part of DragonierMan burned from the insult. Another burned from being relegated to a support role.
A growl started in his lungs, before thundering up his esophagus to burst out of his mouth in a mighty roar. The air solidified and his skin colored with gray scales. His teeth shone a bright white in his maw and the fire burned in his eye-patch. "CRUSH HIM! He insults the Shogunate's honor with this attempt at thievery."
He drew his scabbard from the ground and removed the sword, planting it in the ground in front of him. He then bent the scabbard into a half-moon shape. "You are Shogunate generals. This man should be no match for your power." He raised the scabbard and cocked his arm, watching as the battle started to unfurl around him. White flames danced from his arm onto the blade, lighting it up. He counterbalanced the illuminated sheath as he took aim at the man and his horse. He attempted to follow their movements, leading his target as best as he could. And he waited for the moment to strike.
When the moment came, his arm muscles tensed and he hurled the bright impromptu-boomerang at his targets. It spun end-over-end as it twirled at the man and his horse. As it swept low to the soft soil, it drew on the natural energies of the ground, doubling in size. If it managed to rake either BanditMan or his horse, it would cause quite the scar.
Then it completed its arc and was caught by DragonierMan, who bent the blade the other way, so it was straight. "Battle favors the bold. Attack! Attack! Show no mercy to the weak!" He called out to the two generals as they fought.
It was at this time that his ear twitched. He shifted to the side and ducked out of the way as the air whizzed around him. Gliding over the terrain with soft steps.
He flexed his clawed hands as he heard the back and forth between the Mafioso and the Shogunates. The term 'Net Mafia' was known to him. His Lord told him of two powerful factions that warred with each other. The Mafia were a criminal element focused on chaos and the acquisition of power for their own benefit. The opposing side went by the name 'Net Police' and attempted to actually police things in the Net. But from what his Lord described, the Police had their share of bad elements as well.
Which was why his Lord was affiliating himself with the Neo-Shogunate. It was a chance to get in on the ground floor of an organization that he could attempt to influence in the direction he wanted. Away from the corruption of both Mafia and Police to something more, peaceful.
But regardless of his affiliation, BanditMan had challenged them for possession of Armor's system. Armor had given the pieces to the Shogunate of her own will. This was attempted theft. A part of DragonierMan burned from the insult. Another burned from being relegated to a support role.
A growl started in his lungs, before thundering up his esophagus to burst out of his mouth in a mighty roar. The air solidified and his skin colored with gray scales. His teeth shone a bright white in his maw and the fire burned in his eye-patch. "CRUSH HIM! He insults the Shogunate's honor with this attempt at thievery."
He drew his scabbard from the ground and removed the sword, planting it in the ground in front of him. He then bent the scabbard into a half-moon shape. "You are Shogunate generals. This man should be no match for your power." He raised the scabbard and cocked his arm, watching as the battle started to unfurl around him. White flames danced from his arm onto the blade, lighting it up. He counterbalanced the illuminated sheath as he took aim at the man and his horse. He attempted to follow their movements, leading his target as best as he could. And he waited for the moment to strike.
When the moment came, his arm muscles tensed and he hurled the bright impromptu-boomerang at his targets. It spun end-over-end as it twirled at the man and his horse. As it swept low to the soft soil, it drew on the natural energies of the ground, doubling in size. If it managed to rake either BanditMan or his horse, it would cause quite the scar.
Then it completed its arc and was caught by DragonierMan, who bent the blade the other way, so it was straight. "Battle favors the bold. Attack! Attack! Show no mercy to the weak!" He called out to the two generals as they fought.
It was at this time that his ear twitched. He shifted to the side and ducked out of the way as the air whizzed around him. Gliding over the terrain with soft steps.
Summary
Actions:
1: Encourage Arch and Dee.
* Bestial Bulwark [Signature]: One instance of 25 HP Barrier.
* Dragon Scales [Signature]: One instance of 25 HP Casing.
* Empowering Flourish [Signature]: One instance of Strengthen 25.
2: Aim: BanditMan and Valentine.
3: Boomerang1 [Battlechip]: Acc: B; 140 [(60+10 Strengthen)x2 Soil Terrain] Wood Damage + Group Attack(Arc) to BanditMan and Valentine.
4: Encourage Arch and Dee.
5: Dodge.
Other Effects:
1: FloatShoes [NaviCust]: Ignores effects from panels except broken/missing.
2: ShadowShoes [NaviCust]: Allows the Navi to move across fragile panels, such as Cracked and Glass, without breaking them.
3: Empowering Flourish [Signature]: Strengthen 5 remaining.
1: Encourage Arch and Dee.
* Bestial Bulwark [Signature]: One instance of 25 HP Barrier.
* Dragon Scales [Signature]: One instance of 25 HP Casing.
* Empowering Flourish [Signature]: One instance of Strengthen 25.
2: Aim: BanditMan and Valentine.
3: Boomerang1 [Battlechip]: Acc: B; 140 [(60+10 Strengthen)x2 Soil Terrain] Wood Damage + Group Attack(Arc) to BanditMan and Valentine.
4: Encourage Arch and Dee.
5: Dodge.
Other Effects:
1: FloatShoes [NaviCust]: Ignores effects from panels except broken/missing.
2: ShadowShoes [NaviCust]: Allows the Navi to move across fragile panels, such as Cracked and Glass, without breaking them.
3: Empowering Flourish [Signature]: Strengthen 5 remaining.
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The two generals looked back, startled as DragonierMan betrayed the orders that they'd given him. BanditMan shifted his poncho around himself, then grinned. "Ah, dere we go! Daz de way to play it, amigo! I don't want to hurt dez lovely senoritas, but if you gimme a target, I can shoot all I want!"
"Oh ho... our little recruit sounds just like Yasu, doesn't he?" Dee laughed, although she seemed more annoyed than amused.
"DragonierMan, wait! I'm not saying we're weak, but this man is a trained professional of the Mafia! It's not safe to fight him until we know what he's capable of!" Arch cautioned the Neo-Shogun initiate. Then again, as she thought, she realized that Yasu would have done the same thing if she was here. Perhaps it just wasn't in some people's rulebook to sit back and let their friends do the fighting.
Regardless of their opinions of his actions, the Neo-Shogun generals were resolved to help their recruit. Dee quickly summoned a mist clone of herself, taunting the enemy rider as she did. "Now you're even further outnumbered, hm?"
"Not too worried, chica! I got enough boolets for all of ya," he informed her, keeping his eyes on DragonierMan. Valentin was ready for DragonierMan's boomerang attack, but not for his expert aiming. Even as the horse jumped to evade, the boomerang hit its targets legs midair. BanditMan groaned as his steed tumbled through the soil, creating a large skid mark.
Recovering quickly, he drew his firearms to bear and pointed them towards his targets. Loud gunfire blasted through the hot Netfrican air as six bullets flew out toward the Neoshogun officers and recruit. Fortunately, the barriers generated by the heat of their armors protected each of the Neo-Shogun girls. DragonierMan survived by virtue of his speed, but his own armor was broken to pieces. Two more shots traveled towards the generals; Arch managed to dodge out of the way of one, while Dee was caught off guard. The bullet ricocheted off, leaving her seemingly unharmed.
"Ho ho! It's a lucky thing I had this armor on, I suppose?" she laughed to her comrades, then suddenly gave an alarmed wail as the chain holding her top together severed, causing the twin plates to fall to the ground with an anticlimactic thud. She crossed both arms across her bare, expansive breasts for modesty's sake. "Your aim is impressive, bandit!"
"Ya, I know, right? Not too many hombres'd be abool to shoot dat fallin' off a horse, you know! Maybe I can have the rest as a consolation prize, huh?"
"Don't push your luck!" Dee grunted, keeping one arm across her chest and releasing a wide arc of water towards her enemy with her fan. BanditMan dodged, even without the aid of his horse. Dee launched forward another burst of icey needles, but those did her no better. "Rrr!"
Arch started by releasing her raiment, creating a giant golden loop in the nearby vicinity of BanditMan. While he looked on in confusion, she fired one arrow in to it using her golden bow. The arrow recurved as it traveled along the raiment, doubling in speed. "Aiyee!" the bandit cried out, growling as the arrow took its place in his arm.
"There, that should stop him from using his strongest attacks!" Arch cried out, clasping her fist victoriously. She'd just begun to think that the bandit was untouchable.
"Hey, lez not get too proud of ourselves!" the bandit chuckled, then tipped his hat. Slowly, he vanished into a state of invisibility. Arch didn't seem worried; she fired a heat-seeking arrow that proceeded towards the enemy, even despite his new condition. "No ma'am, I'm afraid not!" he laughed in response. As he did, the arrow simply disappeared, as if it had been engulfed by something.
"This fellow is quite irritating. At any rate, I'm certainly thankful for the armor!" both Dees laughed in unison.
"It's okay, though. That arrow I put in him will weaken him for a little while. Let's take advantage of this time and tear him down while he's vulnerable! Don't worry, DragonierMan; you can help too if you like," she offered, now understanding his desire to protect their honor.
"We just-!"
A voice cried out in the distance, calling DragonierMan to action. "There's no time to explain! You have to hurry and activate their armor as far as you can!" the green general's voice urged DragonierMan from absurdly far away. She must have some amazing vocal cords, as the navi couldn't manage to see her on the horizon quite yet. "By any means necessary, activate them! Hurry!"
The voice had a sense of urgency that was somewhat surprising. "You guys got help on de way? Gotta work faster den, I guess!" BanditMan's voice spokee from alarmingly close by. Before anyone could stop him, he scooped up the breastplates from the ground and started his collection. The plates quickly disappeared, apparently tucked away somewhere. "C'mon ladies, lez finish up!"
"What does Yasu think she's talking about? We don't even know what's making the armor work! How the heck does she expect us to accelerate the process?" both Dees moaned, each nearly pressing hand to her head, but stopping as she remembered her toplessness.
BanditMan: 320 HP (Grass) (Sig Crashed) (1 turn invis) (Stole: Arrow1)
Valentine: EJO'D
Arch: 200 HP (Normal) (Barrier 5)
Dee: 100 HP (Normal) (Barrier 12) (Decoy x1)
DragonierMan: 150 HP (Normal) (Strengthen 5)
Arc Guider Raiment: 40 HP
Terrain: 65% Soil (surrounding clearing of normal), 5% Grass, 30% Normal
SYNCHRONIZATION:
Dee: 72% (Barrier 25) (Strengthen 15) (Effectiveness halved)
Arch: 55% (Regen 20) (Barrier 5)
Yasu: 5%
"Oh ho... our little recruit sounds just like Yasu, doesn't he?" Dee laughed, although she seemed more annoyed than amused.
"DragonierMan, wait! I'm not saying we're weak, but this man is a trained professional of the Mafia! It's not safe to fight him until we know what he's capable of!" Arch cautioned the Neo-Shogun initiate. Then again, as she thought, she realized that Yasu would have done the same thing if she was here. Perhaps it just wasn't in some people's rulebook to sit back and let their friends do the fighting.
Regardless of their opinions of his actions, the Neo-Shogun generals were resolved to help their recruit. Dee quickly summoned a mist clone of herself, taunting the enemy rider as she did. "Now you're even further outnumbered, hm?"
"Not too worried, chica! I got enough boolets for all of ya," he informed her, keeping his eyes on DragonierMan. Valentin was ready for DragonierMan's boomerang attack, but not for his expert aiming. Even as the horse jumped to evade, the boomerang hit its targets legs midair. BanditMan groaned as his steed tumbled through the soil, creating a large skid mark.
Recovering quickly, he drew his firearms to bear and pointed them towards his targets. Loud gunfire blasted through the hot Netfrican air as six bullets flew out toward the Neoshogun officers and recruit. Fortunately, the barriers generated by the heat of their armors protected each of the Neo-Shogun girls. DragonierMan survived by virtue of his speed, but his own armor was broken to pieces. Two more shots traveled towards the generals; Arch managed to dodge out of the way of one, while Dee was caught off guard. The bullet ricocheted off, leaving her seemingly unharmed.
"Ho ho! It's a lucky thing I had this armor on, I suppose?" she laughed to her comrades, then suddenly gave an alarmed wail as the chain holding her top together severed, causing the twin plates to fall to the ground with an anticlimactic thud. She crossed both arms across her bare, expansive breasts for modesty's sake. "Your aim is impressive, bandit!"
"Ya, I know, right? Not too many hombres'd be abool to shoot dat fallin' off a horse, you know! Maybe I can have the rest as a consolation prize, huh?"
"Don't push your luck!" Dee grunted, keeping one arm across her chest and releasing a wide arc of water towards her enemy with her fan. BanditMan dodged, even without the aid of his horse. Dee launched forward another burst of icey needles, but those did her no better. "Rrr!"
Arch started by releasing her raiment, creating a giant golden loop in the nearby vicinity of BanditMan. While he looked on in confusion, she fired one arrow in to it using her golden bow. The arrow recurved as it traveled along the raiment, doubling in speed. "Aiyee!" the bandit cried out, growling as the arrow took its place in his arm.
"There, that should stop him from using his strongest attacks!" Arch cried out, clasping her fist victoriously. She'd just begun to think that the bandit was untouchable.
"Hey, lez not get too proud of ourselves!" the bandit chuckled, then tipped his hat. Slowly, he vanished into a state of invisibility. Arch didn't seem worried; she fired a heat-seeking arrow that proceeded towards the enemy, even despite his new condition. "No ma'am, I'm afraid not!" he laughed in response. As he did, the arrow simply disappeared, as if it had been engulfed by something.
"This fellow is quite irritating. At any rate, I'm certainly thankful for the armor!" both Dees laughed in unison.
"It's okay, though. That arrow I put in him will weaken him for a little while. Let's take advantage of this time and tear him down while he's vulnerable! Don't worry, DragonierMan; you can help too if you like," she offered, now understanding his desire to protect their honor.
"We just-!"
A voice cried out in the distance, calling DragonierMan to action. "There's no time to explain! You have to hurry and activate their armor as far as you can!" the green general's voice urged DragonierMan from absurdly far away. She must have some amazing vocal cords, as the navi couldn't manage to see her on the horizon quite yet. "By any means necessary, activate them! Hurry!"
The voice had a sense of urgency that was somewhat surprising. "You guys got help on de way? Gotta work faster den, I guess!" BanditMan's voice spokee from alarmingly close by. Before anyone could stop him, he scooped up the breastplates from the ground and started his collection. The plates quickly disappeared, apparently tucked away somewhere. "C'mon ladies, lez finish up!"
"What does Yasu think she's talking about? We don't even know what's making the armor work! How the heck does she expect us to accelerate the process?" both Dees moaned, each nearly pressing hand to her head, but stopping as she remembered her toplessness.
BanditMan: 320 HP (Grass) (Sig Crashed) (1 turn invis) (Stole: Arrow1)
Valentine: EJO'D
Arch: 200 HP (Normal) (Barrier 5)
Dee: 100 HP (Normal) (Barrier 12) (Decoy x1)
DragonierMan: 150 HP (Normal) (Strengthen 5)
Arc Guider Raiment: 40 HP
Terrain: 65% Soil (surrounding clearing of normal), 5% Grass, 30% Normal
SYNCHRONIZATION:
Dee: 72% (Barrier 25) (Strengthen 15) (Effectiveness halved)
Arch: 55% (Regen 20) (Barrier 5)
Yasu: 5%
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The battlefield erupted in action. Bullets and blasts of water and all other matter of projectiles flew between the two sides. A flash of light here and a crash of armor there, and the terrain was littered with the remains of shattered defenses. Even poor Valentine was consumed by the vicious assault and ejected from the battle. A furrow of upturned earth lay as its cairn.
DragonierMan's uncovered, dark eye glazed over as the sound of Yasu faded from his hearing. His free eye had once more turned into an obsidian shard embedded in his head. The earlier tiny lines of white code from streamed across his eye, conveying a new message.
And as soon as it started, it was gone. DragonierMan's eye cleared and returned to its normal steaming self. DragonierMan wasted no time, however, grabbing his eye-patch with his left hand. He clutched the golden codpiece as white flames licked over his fingers. The air rippled and churned, twisting with the heat. The thousands of charcoal scales that littered the ground at his feet stood on end, pointing skyward. They leapt from the floor onto the navi's body, swarming over his skin, and covered him in a rocky, protective coating.
The bonfire that was DragonierMan grew into a great white blaze. Speckles of gray embers blew about in the searing maelstrom as DragonierMan closed his eyes. He concentrated on the rage that burned inside him, attempting to feed it to the generals through their connection. The rage of all the insults in his brief existence.
Blitz was battered before his eyes. In rage he had leapt upon the virus that had wounded her and tore into it with his sharp claws, rending its frame.
And then he exploded in fiery rage as he fought a viral abomination. His hands and mouth breathed fire as he was drained of the last of his vitality.
Some viruses even cowered before his might. Refusing to fight. Why didn't they fight? Why were they so weak? They should fight! Fight! Fight me @#$%&^!
The shadow was everywhere. He leaked datum from a dozen cuts. He could barely touch the creature. Die. Die foul spawn of the abyss!
Why? Why didn't they die faster! Am I not strong enough? Impossible! I am the best! The strongest! Nothing can beat me!
They got in the way... THEY GOT IN THE WAY!!!
DESTROY EVERYTHING!!!
"AAAAAHHHHH!" DragonierMan bellowed as he collapsed onto his knees and held his hands on his ears. His head was thrown back with enough force to snap his spine and his eyes were as wide as saucers. Black smoke and billowing flames erupted from his face, pouring out of his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes. He was being consumed, mind and body, in a hellish inferno of past hatreds come to life.
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DragonierMan's uncovered, dark eye glazed over as the sound of Yasu faded from his hearing. His free eye had once more turned into an obsidian shard embedded in his head. The earlier tiny lines of white code from streamed across his eye, conveying a new message.
And as soon as it started, it was gone. DragonierMan's eye cleared and returned to its normal steaming self. DragonierMan wasted no time, however, grabbing his eye-patch with his left hand. He clutched the golden codpiece as white flames licked over his fingers. The air rippled and churned, twisting with the heat. The thousands of charcoal scales that littered the ground at his feet stood on end, pointing skyward. They leapt from the floor onto the navi's body, swarming over his skin, and covered him in a rocky, protective coating.
The bonfire that was DragonierMan grew into a great white blaze. Speckles of gray embers blew about in the searing maelstrom as DragonierMan closed his eyes. He concentrated on the rage that burned inside him, attempting to feed it to the generals through their connection. The rage of all the insults in his brief existence.
Blitz was battered before his eyes. In rage he had leapt upon the virus that had wounded her and tore into it with his sharp claws, rending its frame.
And then he exploded in fiery rage as he fought a viral abomination. His hands and mouth breathed fire as he was drained of the last of his vitality.
Some viruses even cowered before his might. Refusing to fight. Why didn't they fight? Why were they so weak? They should fight! Fight! Fight me @#$%&^!
The shadow was everywhere. He leaked datum from a dozen cuts. He could barely touch the creature. Die. Die foul spawn of the abyss!
Why? Why didn't they die faster! Am I not strong enough? Impossible! I am the best! The strongest! Nothing can beat me!
They got in the way... THEY GOT IN THE WAY!!!
DESTROY EVERYTHING!!!
"AAAAAHHHHH!" DragonierMan bellowed as he collapsed onto his knees and held his hands on his ears. His head was thrown back with enough force to snap his spine and his eyes were as wide as saucers. Black smoke and billowing flames erupted from his face, pouring out of his mouth, nose, ears, and eyes. He was being consumed, mind and body, in a hellish inferno of past hatreds come to life.
Summary
Actions:
1: Channel rage into Armor.
* Bestial Bulwark [Signature]: One instance of 25 HP Barrier.
* Dragon Scales [Signature]: One instance of 25 HP Casing.
* Empowering Flourish [Signature]: One instance of Strengthen 25.
2: Channel rage into Armor.
3: Channel rage into Armor.
4: Channel rage into Armor.
5: Channel rage into Armor.
Other Effects:
1: FloatShoes [NaviCust]: Ignores effects from panels except broken/missing.
2: ShadowShoes [NaviCust]: Allows the Navi to move across fragile panels, such as Cracked and Glass, without breaking them.
3: Empowering Flourish [Signature]: Strengthen 30 remaining.
1: Channel rage into Armor.
* Bestial Bulwark [Signature]: One instance of 25 HP Barrier.
* Dragon Scales [Signature]: One instance of 25 HP Casing.
* Empowering Flourish [Signature]: One instance of Strengthen 25.
2: Channel rage into Armor.
3: Channel rage into Armor.
4: Channel rage into Armor.
5: Channel rage into Armor.
Other Effects:
1: FloatShoes [NaviCust]: Ignores effects from panels except broken/missing.
2: ShadowShoes [NaviCust]: Allows the Navi to move across fragile panels, such as Cracked and Glass, without breaking them.
3: Empowering Flourish [Signature]: Strengthen 30 remaining.
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"DragonierMan, try to get a hold of yourself! We can't do this without you!" Arch begged, watching their new recruit fall into a state of rage, pitiable yet awe-inspiring. She didn't know his history, but as she thought about his circumstances, she began to understand what could cause him to break out into such fury.
Dee didn't understand it nearly as well as Arch, but still got the message that now would be a good time to help him out. The armor of the two gave off a brighter glow, indicating the intensity.
BanditMan silently clenched his teeth, realizing that the arrow that had hit him knocked out his ability to release six simultaneous shots. Under the cover of invisibility, he plotted an escape.
Arch readied two more arrows, unwilling to let him go so easily. With a loud twang, the projectiles left her bow one after another and homed in on his position. Annoyingly, each of the two vanished. "Hard to believe my hat's got dis kinda storage space een it, eh?" the man taunted, retreating into the distance.
The golden-armored general was relentless in her assault, bringing two golden bombs into her hands and slinging them through her arch. The bombs sought out her opponent; both landed with a great explosion. BanditMan made no audible sounds of injury, but the way that the bombs had exploded, rather than simply vanishing, was at least a little reassuring.
Dee used the tracking on her own weapons, releasing another hail of ice arrows. Some hit, but it was very difficult to get a peg on her enemy without being able to see him. "Come back here, you slinky bandit!"
Regardless of their wishes, BanditMan was making his escape. Yasu, who earlier had sounded so close, was nowhere in sight. The bandit showed no signs of reappearing, regardless. The ground rumbled, almost like something was moving underneath it. Perhaps Yasu's wood orientation gave her some sort of burrowing ability? Something was definitely under them.
"Lemme give joo some advice, man. And dis is comin' from e'sperience, straight from de heart. You prob'ly have lotsa reasons to be angry, but so do I. When life makes me angry, what I do iz I sleep it off. I remind myself've all de reasons I got not to be angry. I've got a good horse and I work with some good peoples. And joo? Joo got all dese women willin' to put der time into trainin' you like dis! I'm de sentimental type and stuff, so I don't like to see people get bent up o'fer sometin' like dis," the bandit's voice advised DragonierMan from far in the distance.
"Ho ho ho! We have a bleeding heart bandit, giving sage advice as he stumbles off with stolen breast covers! What a story," Dee chortled.
"I'm speakin' serious right now, chica. Dis guy's in some danger. When joo got nuttin' left but hate for erryone, nobody's excluded; joo start hatin' joo friends and family. Dat's what creates rogues, and nobody gonna profit offa dat. I'm not gonna try to take your armor any more, I'm outta here. Just t'ink about it," the bandit finished up. A loud noise and flash indicated he'd EJO'd out of the network. The two unlinked breastplates thudded upon the ground, apparently released from his pockets.
"You can take that or leave it as you wish, Recruit. He's obviously full of it. I'm the type of person that dislikes anyone taking anything too seriously, but on the other hand, Yasu's full of rage and what not and she's... probably stronger than me anyways," Dee informed DragonierMan, dispelling her clone as she talked.
Arch shook her head, then crossed her hands behind her back. "It'd be presumptuous of us to try to advise you on the subject. We'll be here to help in any way we can, though, if you need us. The Shogun's army may be small as a faction, but we're also close. You can entrust your worries to anyone, from the humblest soldier to the highest general," she explained, taking a bit from what she'd heard back during her initiation. Even still, it could easily occur to DragonierMan that he'd still yet to see their shogun...
At any rate, the breastplates were lying a fair distance away in the grass. Yasu hadn't gotten back yet (was she underground, thinking that the battle hadn't ended yet?).
BanditMan: FLED
Valentine: EJO'D
???: ??? HP (underground nearby)
Arch: 200 HP (Normal) (Barrier 5)
Dee: 100 HP (Normal) (Barrier 12)
DragonierMan: 150 HP (Normal) (Barrier 25) (Casing 25) (Strengthen 30)
Arc Guider Raiment: 40 HP
Terrain: 65% Soil (surrounding clearing of normal), 5% Grass, 30% Normal
SYNCHRONIZATION:
Dee: 75% (Barrier 25) (Strengthen 15) (Effectiveness halved)
Arch: 67% (Regen 25) (Barrier 5) (Strengthen 5)
Yasu: 5%
((Breastplates lying five movements away in grass))
Dee didn't understand it nearly as well as Arch, but still got the message that now would be a good time to help him out. The armor of the two gave off a brighter glow, indicating the intensity.
BanditMan silently clenched his teeth, realizing that the arrow that had hit him knocked out his ability to release six simultaneous shots. Under the cover of invisibility, he plotted an escape.
Arch readied two more arrows, unwilling to let him go so easily. With a loud twang, the projectiles left her bow one after another and homed in on his position. Annoyingly, each of the two vanished. "Hard to believe my hat's got dis kinda storage space een it, eh?" the man taunted, retreating into the distance.
The golden-armored general was relentless in her assault, bringing two golden bombs into her hands and slinging them through her arch. The bombs sought out her opponent; both landed with a great explosion. BanditMan made no audible sounds of injury, but the way that the bombs had exploded, rather than simply vanishing, was at least a little reassuring.
Dee used the tracking on her own weapons, releasing another hail of ice arrows. Some hit, but it was very difficult to get a peg on her enemy without being able to see him. "Come back here, you slinky bandit!"
Regardless of their wishes, BanditMan was making his escape. Yasu, who earlier had sounded so close, was nowhere in sight. The bandit showed no signs of reappearing, regardless. The ground rumbled, almost like something was moving underneath it. Perhaps Yasu's wood orientation gave her some sort of burrowing ability? Something was definitely under them.
"Lemme give joo some advice, man. And dis is comin' from e'sperience, straight from de heart. You prob'ly have lotsa reasons to be angry, but so do I. When life makes me angry, what I do iz I sleep it off. I remind myself've all de reasons I got not to be angry. I've got a good horse and I work with some good peoples. And joo? Joo got all dese women willin' to put der time into trainin' you like dis! I'm de sentimental type and stuff, so I don't like to see people get bent up o'fer sometin' like dis," the bandit's voice advised DragonierMan from far in the distance.
"Ho ho ho! We have a bleeding heart bandit, giving sage advice as he stumbles off with stolen breast covers! What a story," Dee chortled.
"I'm speakin' serious right now, chica. Dis guy's in some danger. When joo got nuttin' left but hate for erryone, nobody's excluded; joo start hatin' joo friends and family. Dat's what creates rogues, and nobody gonna profit offa dat. I'm not gonna try to take your armor any more, I'm outta here. Just t'ink about it," the bandit finished up. A loud noise and flash indicated he'd EJO'd out of the network. The two unlinked breastplates thudded upon the ground, apparently released from his pockets.
"You can take that or leave it as you wish, Recruit. He's obviously full of it. I'm the type of person that dislikes anyone taking anything too seriously, but on the other hand, Yasu's full of rage and what not and she's... probably stronger than me anyways," Dee informed DragonierMan, dispelling her clone as she talked.
Arch shook her head, then crossed her hands behind her back. "It'd be presumptuous of us to try to advise you on the subject. We'll be here to help in any way we can, though, if you need us. The Shogun's army may be small as a faction, but we're also close. You can entrust your worries to anyone, from the humblest soldier to the highest general," she explained, taking a bit from what she'd heard back during her initiation. Even still, it could easily occur to DragonierMan that he'd still yet to see their shogun...
At any rate, the breastplates were lying a fair distance away in the grass. Yasu hadn't gotten back yet (was she underground, thinking that the battle hadn't ended yet?).
BanditMan: FLED
Valentine: EJO'D
???: ??? HP (underground nearby)
Arch: 200 HP (Normal) (Barrier 5)
Dee: 100 HP (Normal) (Barrier 12)
DragonierMan: 150 HP (Normal) (Barrier 25) (Casing 25) (Strengthen 30)
Arc Guider Raiment: 40 HP
Terrain: 65% Soil (surrounding clearing of normal), 5% Grass, 30% Normal
SYNCHRONIZATION:
Dee: 75% (Barrier 25) (Strengthen 15) (Effectiveness halved)
Arch: 67% (Regen 25) (Barrier 5) (Strengthen 5)
Yasu: 5%
((Breastplates lying five movements away in grass))
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DragonierMan collapsed on the ground in a flaming wreck, flailing about pitifully. His screams of agony and rage soon became little more than wounded mewling. After a few minutes of this he lay as a smoking corpse on the ground, twitching. Most of his armored leggings lay as ash about him, leaving him with enough scorched cloth to count in moderation, though he was still covered by dark plated scales. Burned holes ran throughout what remained of his wool-cloth pants, jagged scales coming out of the holes, as silver-gray liquid leaked from his nose and mouth and pooled on the ground around him.
His voice returned to him, groaning softly in the dirt, as he slowly dragged one of his arms out in front of him, grasping at the soft earth with clawed hands. His fingernails also bled the silver-gray liquid. He was a mess as he tried to pull his head up. "Uugh." He groaned as he continued to glow with dim embers and an inner light.
Suddenly, a vid-window popped up next to Arch. There was a bit of static before a man popped into view, profiled from the waist up. He was a Caucasian skinned Netopian. His hair was a dirty blond color, grown long, and fashioned into a ponytail tied with white string. His eyes were a blue-gray color, and he had a light scruffy stubble on his face. He also wore a plain white tee-shirt over a lightly-muscled, notably average, frame.
"My navi has been through some harrowing times. And he has gotten... what's the word? Sick? Infected? No. No, that doesn't seem to describe it." DragonierMan's operator began as he rubbed his chin. "My skills at understanding what is going on with the programming are still in its infant stages. But as far as I can tell, when viruses damage him, they leave behind the poison of their data inside him. Venom, disease, and all that... Although, I don't believe any of this is supposed to happen. I would think there would be some way of preventing the corruption of a navi... What with all the supposed research and stuff going on... But my knowledge of this is, as I've said, mediocre at best." He said with the occasional pause to think.
The operator sighed as DragonierMan twitched and moaned on the ground. "Oh!" The man said as he brought his palm up to smack himself on his forehead. "I forgot to introduce myself. This is the first time you have met me after all... I am Destin Obscura." He smiled, and then frowned. "I don't suppose you have encountered this... vulnerability before? My efforts at stabilizing him after each bout have only been good enough for a temporary ease of symptoms." Destin sat back in his chair. "He also seems to take on errant data from his surroundings as a power source. Although again, it might be because he is corrupted as much as he is."
DragonierMan now felt only dull pain running throughout his body. His whole body ached, even though there was no apparent damage. And his head swum as if a construction crew just ran a jackhammer through his skull. He had managed to tip himself over onto his back. The Netfrica sun baked his scaled skin. He was like a lizard lying on a rock sunbathing, absorbing the heat emitted. His eyes were closed as he couldn't find the strength to shield his eyes from the harsh light.
His voice returned to him, groaning softly in the dirt, as he slowly dragged one of his arms out in front of him, grasping at the soft earth with clawed hands. His fingernails also bled the silver-gray liquid. He was a mess as he tried to pull his head up. "Uugh." He groaned as he continued to glow with dim embers and an inner light.
Suddenly, a vid-window popped up next to Arch. There was a bit of static before a man popped into view, profiled from the waist up. He was a Caucasian skinned Netopian. His hair was a dirty blond color, grown long, and fashioned into a ponytail tied with white string. His eyes were a blue-gray color, and he had a light scruffy stubble on his face. He also wore a plain white tee-shirt over a lightly-muscled, notably average, frame.
"My navi has been through some harrowing times. And he has gotten... what's the word? Sick? Infected? No. No, that doesn't seem to describe it." DragonierMan's operator began as he rubbed his chin. "My skills at understanding what is going on with the programming are still in its infant stages. But as far as I can tell, when viruses damage him, they leave behind the poison of their data inside him. Venom, disease, and all that... Although, I don't believe any of this is supposed to happen. I would think there would be some way of preventing the corruption of a navi... What with all the supposed research and stuff going on... But my knowledge of this is, as I've said, mediocre at best." He said with the occasional pause to think.
The operator sighed as DragonierMan twitched and moaned on the ground. "Oh!" The man said as he brought his palm up to smack himself on his forehead. "I forgot to introduce myself. This is the first time you have met me after all... I am Destin Obscura." He smiled, and then frowned. "I don't suppose you have encountered this... vulnerability before? My efforts at stabilizing him after each bout have only been good enough for a temporary ease of symptoms." Destin sat back in his chair. "He also seems to take on errant data from his surroundings as a power source. Although again, it might be because he is corrupted as much as he is."
DragonierMan now felt only dull pain running throughout his body. His whole body ached, even though there was no apparent damage. And his head swum as if a construction crew just ran a jackhammer through his skull. He had managed to tip himself over onto his back. The Netfrica sun baked his scaled skin. He was like a lizard lying on a rock sunbathing, absorbing the heat emitted. His eyes were closed as he couldn't find the strength to shield his eyes from the harsh light.
Summary
Actions:
1-5: Conversation.
* Empowering Flourish [Signature]: One instance of Strengthen 25.
Other Effects:
1: FloatShoes [NaviCust]: Ignores effects from panels except broken/missing.
2: ShadowShoes [NaviCust]: Allows the Navi to move across fragile panels, such as Cracked and Glass, without breaking them.
3: Empowering Flourish [Signature]: Strengthen 55 remaining.
4: Bestial Bulwark [Signature]: 25 HP Barrier remaining.
5: Dragon Scales [Signature]: 25 HP Casing remaining.
1-5: Conversation.
* Empowering Flourish [Signature]: One instance of Strengthen 25.
Other Effects:
1: FloatShoes [NaviCust]: Ignores effects from panels except broken/missing.
2: ShadowShoes [NaviCust]: Allows the Navi to move across fragile panels, such as Cracked and Glass, without breaking them.
3: Empowering Flourish [Signature]: Strengthen 55 remaining.
4: Bestial Bulwark [Signature]: 25 HP Barrier remaining.
5: Dragon Scales [Signature]: 25 HP Casing remaining.
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Arch gasped as DragonierMan fell to the ground and further panicked as black ooze began to pour out from his body like blood. "Oh gosh, I thought he was just using an attack! That fire that came out really injured him! Or- or otherwise was a reaction to something hurting him, I-I-!"
"Simmer down, Archie! I'll use some restorative magic to make sure he's okay," Dee responded, although she was just as surprised as her friend that DragonierMan was in so grave a state. The sorceress continued covering her massive breasts with one arm while placing her free hand on DragonierMan's chest. She gulped as she looked down at his lower body, noticing that much of his body was now exposed, although not nearly as much so as her own. She briefly remembered her mission from earlier.
She noticed that Arch had averted her eyes, apparently finding looking at both of the exposed figures a little much. Dee's eyes sparkled as she tried to look closer to examine what she had been earlier...
The sorceress was again interrupted as a monitor popped open next to her, revealing DragonierMan's operator. Startled, she rose up from her kneeling position and nearly released her grip on her own chest. "No, er, I've never seen a disease that causes a navi to explode into flames, leak black goo, break out in scales, or any combination of the three," she answered somewhat sarcastically.
"Rest assured, however, that the Neo-Shogun Army is devoted to the individual ambitions of its officers as well! We'll do what we can with our resources available to see if there is a cure," Arch interjected, covering for Dee's rudeness. She tried summoning to mind any immediately useful information, but she was already feeling somewhat bashful, now that she knew someone else was watching her. "Let's see, um... There was that one doctor, but she's in the NetMafia... There's another renowned taxidermist, b-but that doesn't seem right... um..."
Dee took the time to go over and attempt to retrieve her breastplates. However, just as she did, the earth rumbled once more. A grotesque, rubbery yellow face, almost like a monster mask, popped up from nearby where the armor had fallen. "Keh heh heh... I came just to take some snapshots; lewd footage to damage the reputation of your little army," the navi chortled. He then grabbed the two plates up in his toothless mouth.
"Ugh, disgusting! What the hell are you? Wait, that doesn't matter. Just drop those!" Dee cried, feeling irritated that another thief had emerged.
"You can't follow me," the navi laughed, flapping the strange, pink, wing-like extensions growing from his head. "See you in the funny papers."
Dee swiped out for the creature, collapsing onto her chest while reaching out both arms. The creature had vanished before she could get a hold of it, however. The burrowing went away quickly, indicating that the navi... creature... whatever it had been had escaped. "Aaaagh, bastard! That's really annoying..." Dee groaned, crossing both arms back across her top.
As the sorceress complained, Yasu reappeared like a ninja, popping into vision next to Arch. "Report! How went the training? Our recruit appears to be in a dire state," the first general inquired, apparently unaware of anything that had happened. "I heard someone imitating my voice and assumed it to be... that sorceress." Yasu's usual dislike of Dee was evident in her voice.
"Well, we ran into trouble... The Mafia was observing us. We chased one of them off, but they managed to run off with some of our armor," Arch explained.
"Do not fret; even if they gain one piece, we still have the lion's portion. Furthermore, the fact that we were able to fight against them without being completely overwhelmed is encouraging in itself," the green general replied, apparently meaning "it's encouraging that you three did as well as you did without my help."
"We also learned more about our friend here. His operator speaks a bit less cryptically than the navi himself. The man, Destin Obscura, says that his navi is ill... infected with something that absorbs data from his surroundings. I'm not sure if it's a source of power, but it seems to have caused him great pain in the previous battle and even led to his own immolation. I think it would be for the best if we devoted some resources to finding a cure."
"Indeed. We will put it on our list of priorities. For now, however," she continued, turning to the screen where Destin still hovered. Her eyes showed the usual contempt that she reserved for all of his gender. "I think that we should discuss your navi's reward. Shall we furnish you and your navi with membership to the Neo-Shogun's empire right away and allow him to jack out? We would, of course, send a follow-up e-mail."
The Neo-Shogun sorceress had finally made her way back over; she placed one hand on her hips while keeping the other at her breasts. "I hate to cut the guy off cold-turkey, though. He did a lot for us. I feel like we should wake him back up first; you know, make sure he's alright and satisfied," Dee suggested, feeling a little discontent that she'd never gotten to size DragonierMan up.
"Nonsense! His condition clearly suggests that he should withdraw to recuperate in the safety of his PET," Yasu complained, both angry that Dee defied her and hesitant to wake him back up so that Dee could further have her way. "Well, the decision ultimately lies with you, Obscura. You can feel free to pull your navi out now, or we will be happy to wake him up and... see how he feels," she murmured. "The mail will come regardless, I assure you."
SYNCHRONIZATION:
Dee: 75% (Barrier 25) (Strengthen 15) (Effectiveness halved)
Arch: 70% (Regen 25) (Barrier 5) (Strengthen 5)
Yasu: 7%
--BATTLE COMPLETE--
DragonierMan gets: 1200 zenny
"Simmer down, Archie! I'll use some restorative magic to make sure he's okay," Dee responded, although she was just as surprised as her friend that DragonierMan was in so grave a state. The sorceress continued covering her massive breasts with one arm while placing her free hand on DragonierMan's chest. She gulped as she looked down at his lower body, noticing that much of his body was now exposed, although not nearly as much so as her own. She briefly remembered her mission from earlier.
She noticed that Arch had averted her eyes, apparently finding looking at both of the exposed figures a little much. Dee's eyes sparkled as she tried to look closer to examine what she had been earlier...
The sorceress was again interrupted as a monitor popped open next to her, revealing DragonierMan's operator. Startled, she rose up from her kneeling position and nearly released her grip on her own chest. "No, er, I've never seen a disease that causes a navi to explode into flames, leak black goo, break out in scales, or any combination of the three," she answered somewhat sarcastically.
"Rest assured, however, that the Neo-Shogun Army is devoted to the individual ambitions of its officers as well! We'll do what we can with our resources available to see if there is a cure," Arch interjected, covering for Dee's rudeness. She tried summoning to mind any immediately useful information, but she was already feeling somewhat bashful, now that she knew someone else was watching her. "Let's see, um... There was that one doctor, but she's in the NetMafia... There's another renowned taxidermist, b-but that doesn't seem right... um..."
Dee took the time to go over and attempt to retrieve her breastplates. However, just as she did, the earth rumbled once more. A grotesque, rubbery yellow face, almost like a monster mask, popped up from nearby where the armor had fallen. "Keh heh heh... I came just to take some snapshots; lewd footage to damage the reputation of your little army," the navi chortled. He then grabbed the two plates up in his toothless mouth.
"Ugh, disgusting! What the hell are you? Wait, that doesn't matter. Just drop those!" Dee cried, feeling irritated that another thief had emerged.
"You can't follow me," the navi laughed, flapping the strange, pink, wing-like extensions growing from his head. "See you in the funny papers."
Dee swiped out for the creature, collapsing onto her chest while reaching out both arms. The creature had vanished before she could get a hold of it, however. The burrowing went away quickly, indicating that the navi... creature... whatever it had been had escaped. "Aaaagh, bastard! That's really annoying..." Dee groaned, crossing both arms back across her top.
As the sorceress complained, Yasu reappeared like a ninja, popping into vision next to Arch. "Report! How went the training? Our recruit appears to be in a dire state," the first general inquired, apparently unaware of anything that had happened. "I heard someone imitating my voice and assumed it to be... that sorceress." Yasu's usual dislike of Dee was evident in her voice.
"Well, we ran into trouble... The Mafia was observing us. We chased one of them off, but they managed to run off with some of our armor," Arch explained.
"Do not fret; even if they gain one piece, we still have the lion's portion. Furthermore, the fact that we were able to fight against them without being completely overwhelmed is encouraging in itself," the green general replied, apparently meaning "it's encouraging that you three did as well as you did without my help."
"We also learned more about our friend here. His operator speaks a bit less cryptically than the navi himself. The man, Destin Obscura, says that his navi is ill... infected with something that absorbs data from his surroundings. I'm not sure if it's a source of power, but it seems to have caused him great pain in the previous battle and even led to his own immolation. I think it would be for the best if we devoted some resources to finding a cure."
"Indeed. We will put it on our list of priorities. For now, however," she continued, turning to the screen where Destin still hovered. Her eyes showed the usual contempt that she reserved for all of his gender. "I think that we should discuss your navi's reward. Shall we furnish you and your navi with membership to the Neo-Shogun's empire right away and allow him to jack out? We would, of course, send a follow-up e-mail."
The Neo-Shogun sorceress had finally made her way back over; she placed one hand on her hips while keeping the other at her breasts. "I hate to cut the guy off cold-turkey, though. He did a lot for us. I feel like we should wake him back up first; you know, make sure he's alright and satisfied," Dee suggested, feeling a little discontent that she'd never gotten to size DragonierMan up.
"Nonsense! His condition clearly suggests that he should withdraw to recuperate in the safety of his PET," Yasu complained, both angry that Dee defied her and hesitant to wake him back up so that Dee could further have her way. "Well, the decision ultimately lies with you, Obscura. You can feel free to pull your navi out now, or we will be happy to wake him up and... see how he feels," she murmured. "The mail will come regardless, I assure you."
SYNCHRONIZATION:
Dee: 75% (Barrier 25) (Strengthen 15) (Effectiveness halved)
Arch: 70% (Regen 25) (Barrier 5) (Strengthen 5)
Yasu: 7%
--BATTLE COMPLETE--
DragonierMan gets: 1200 zenny
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Destin seemed unfazed by the relative skinfest of the generals. Though he did find their human-like natures of modesty interesting. During the majority of the conversation though he had his head buried in his PET. So some of the finer points of the conversation, like what happened with the burrower, was lost on him. "According to my readings, he seems to have stabilized for now." He said finally as his head came up. "I have some things to do now, so I leave him in your hands." And just like that, the vid-window disappeared.
DragonierMan was still conscious, just incredibly tired from burning up like he did. The scales receded into his skin, leaving him a bright pink, and the air around him returned to normal, no longer wavering from his heat. His vest lay discarded by his armor, and his metal bracers lay in gooey puddles around him, having melted off his arms, leaving his upper torso bare. The chiseled abs slowly moving up and down as he labored in breath. His pants were in tatters, and his boots were also in shambles. The armored greaves and metal toes had sloughed off the leather shoes underneath, leaving blackened remains. The talons of the navi's feet were quite visible poking out of the ruined leather. By the amount of skin, he had nothing on under his pants, or it had burned off like the rest of his clothes. His eyes were still closed.
DragonierMan was still conscious, just incredibly tired from burning up like he did. The scales receded into his skin, leaving him a bright pink, and the air around him returned to normal, no longer wavering from his heat. His vest lay discarded by his armor, and his metal bracers lay in gooey puddles around him, having melted off his arms, leaving his upper torso bare. The chiseled abs slowly moving up and down as he labored in breath. His pants were in tatters, and his boots were also in shambles. The armored greaves and metal toes had sloughed off the leather shoes underneath, leaving blackened remains. The talons of the navi's feet were quite visible poking out of the ruined leather. By the amount of skin, he had nothing on under his pants, or it had burned off like the rest of his clothes. His eyes were still closed.
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DragonierMan's operator disappeared, leaving the three NS generals looking down at the navi's body, which showed heavy movements just from his breathing. It looked as though he could be asleep, but they weren't sure. "Very well, Dee. Arch and I will take the armors back to base while you check up on DragonierMan. Remember that your clothes are lying in the grass right over there. It'd be helpful if you'd give us the lower piece of your armor now so that we can leave," Yasu explained to the gradient-haired general.
Dee sighed, then moved over into the grass. Squatting, she pulled off the tiny remnants of her armor and then quickly dressed back into her usual undergarment: a sleek, dark blue bikini. While a little tight, it was more modest than her armor had been, at least; the strapless top and high-rise bottom still showed off her shapely body in a pleasing way. She grabbed up her dress as well, then moved over to stare at their potentially sleeping recruit.
Yasu took back the codpiece that DragonierMan had chosen to wear as an eyepatch, keeping his head safe by placing one palm on the back, then resting it gently back down onto the net's floor. "We'll meet up with you later. Don't dawdle too long; we need to report our test results along with the performance of our new recruit," the first general beckoned. With a cheesy, half-hearted salute, Dee saw the green and gold generals off.
Sighing, Dee fanned herself and sat down next to DragonierMan. "I guess this worked out, but now what should I do? The guy still seems to be down for the count... and with his body like it is, I'd hate to do anything that might aggravate his condition. It's boring, but maybe I ought to just leave," she muttered to herself.
As her curiosity continued to eat at her, she moved forward on her hands and knees to look at the recovering navi's body again. She watched a bead of sweat move from his abs to his lower body, then gulped as her eyes moved down to that area once again. Slyly, she looked both ways, then made her way with cat-like motions over DragonierMan's body, resting above him with her stomach just above his face. She looked down at his groin, her eyes still gleaming with curiosity.
She slowly allowed her hands to move across the ground, closer and closer...
Something leaped across the plains, smacking into her head as it did so. The creature was probably some Netfrican virus, moving quickly by itself to rejoin a pack. Regardless, Dee's face was driven into the grass, landing between the navi's legs and connecting with the net floor. Her breasts pressed alarmingly up against his groin while her legs struggled to keep position; her lower body moved against him slightly as well, putting the private area between her legs just a breath away from his supposedly sleeping face.
Dee swore, thinking that perhaps Arch had come and sat on her again. After dispelling that thought, she realized where she was and panicked, sitting upright immediately. Her ass collided with his face, grinding its contours into him. Yelping again, she scampered off on all fours, then recovered with a quick laugh. "Hohoho! That was just a little service from one of the Shogun's final generals, free of charge! Count yourself fortunate, rookie!" she threw out, just in case he was still awake.
With that, she jacked out as well, leaving DragonierMan basking in the heat of Netfrica.
Hopefully, one of the three generals would report his success and make sure that he got that e-mail they mentioned.
((+22 Dee FXP, +20 Yasu FXP, +15 Arch FXP))
Dee sighed, then moved over into the grass. Squatting, she pulled off the tiny remnants of her armor and then quickly dressed back into her usual undergarment: a sleek, dark blue bikini. While a little tight, it was more modest than her armor had been, at least; the strapless top and high-rise bottom still showed off her shapely body in a pleasing way. She grabbed up her dress as well, then moved over to stare at their potentially sleeping recruit.
Yasu took back the codpiece that DragonierMan had chosen to wear as an eyepatch, keeping his head safe by placing one palm on the back, then resting it gently back down onto the net's floor. "We'll meet up with you later. Don't dawdle too long; we need to report our test results along with the performance of our new recruit," the first general beckoned. With a cheesy, half-hearted salute, Dee saw the green and gold generals off.
Sighing, Dee fanned herself and sat down next to DragonierMan. "I guess this worked out, but now what should I do? The guy still seems to be down for the count... and with his body like it is, I'd hate to do anything that might aggravate his condition. It's boring, but maybe I ought to just leave," she muttered to herself.
As her curiosity continued to eat at her, she moved forward on her hands and knees to look at the recovering navi's body again. She watched a bead of sweat move from his abs to his lower body, then gulped as her eyes moved down to that area once again. Slyly, she looked both ways, then made her way with cat-like motions over DragonierMan's body, resting above him with her stomach just above his face. She looked down at his groin, her eyes still gleaming with curiosity.
She slowly allowed her hands to move across the ground, closer and closer...
Something leaped across the plains, smacking into her head as it did so. The creature was probably some Netfrican virus, moving quickly by itself to rejoin a pack. Regardless, Dee's face was driven into the grass, landing between the navi's legs and connecting with the net floor. Her breasts pressed alarmingly up against his groin while her legs struggled to keep position; her lower body moved against him slightly as well, putting the private area between her legs just a breath away from his supposedly sleeping face.
Dee swore, thinking that perhaps Arch had come and sat on her again. After dispelling that thought, she realized where she was and panicked, sitting upright immediately. Her ass collided with his face, grinding its contours into him. Yelping again, she scampered off on all fours, then recovered with a quick laugh. "Hohoho! That was just a little service from one of the Shogun's final generals, free of charge! Count yourself fortunate, rookie!" she threw out, just in case he was still awake.
With that, she jacked out as well, leaving DragonierMan basking in the heat of Netfrica.
Hopefully, one of the three generals would report his success and make sure that he got that e-mail they mentioned.
((+22 Dee FXP, +20 Yasu FXP, +15 Arch FXP))