http://ithehellamharry.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] ithehellamharry.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2009-06-16 04:14 pm

Time to rescue the Princess, er, summoner! (Active, Open)

Who: Harry Dresden, Belle, Hades, Yuna, anyone looking to save the latter from the former.
What: The citizens of Paixao gather to save one of their own from the God of Death
Where: Starts at Yuuko's shop, then makes its way over to Hades' hideout
When: The night Belle and Harry found Hades hideout
Warnings: Probably violence, will update as needed
Notes: Okay, this is one of those pesky large scale logs, so everyone try and move fast (says the hypocrite) especially in the beginning. I figure we get everyone to tag in at Yuuko's shop, Harry and Belle will outline the location and plan, and then everyone split up into teams and make their way to the house. From there, things can hit the fan.

It had taken some time for Harry and Belle to get back to Yuuko's shop, having taken a different path and used some magical and mundane trickery to hopefully keep them from being followed. With any luck, by now people would have started to arrive.

Belle had kept Harry up to date on the responses on the message board, and he'd taken the time to try and sketch out a rough plan. It was far from perfect, but they couldn't leave Yuna imprisoned any longer than they had to, so for now it would have to do. With any luck, the others would have some suggestions as well.

Turning the street, he saw the familiar wall of Yuuko's shop, and turning to Belle grinned and said, "Well, I hope we have enough time to get the party set up before the guests arrive.

[identity profile] humaniste.livejournal.com 2009-07-08 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
EVIDENTLY SO, AS I SEEM TO HAVE A GRANDDAUGHTER I KNOW NOTHING ABOUT. Death may have been getting better at this banter thing.

And then the new types of Heartless appeared, and the time for banter was over. They ignored Death, as all Heartless did, which gave him an advantage in striking them down from behind. Still, the Heartless moved quickly, and his party ran the risk of being overwhelmed if they didn't strike the creatures down quick.

Harry's plan made sense, and Death did not question just what his surprise would be - wizards were a naturally crafty bunch. It would be a sight to see either way.

I WILL GO. He strode forward, cleaving through Heartless as he went, his way made easier by the fact that the Heartless did not pursue him.

[identity profile] theboywithhorns.livejournal.com 2009-07-09 09:53 pm (UTC)(link)
As the Heartless continued to assail them, Ico became more cautious about where he swung his sword. There was the blonde woman to worry about, and now that they were well in the thick of the fighting he couldn't afford to be careless, in spite of his lack of swordsmanship. He had to be smart - he couldn't let himself lose his balance again.

Two waves of Heartless crashed against his blade before he met one of the mummified ones, looking much more sinister than the regular kind. Its clawed hand outstretched, the monster lanced out towards Ico, necessitating a quick jump to the left as it went by him - an action that nearly had him falling towards another group of outstretched Heartless. Thinking quickly, he brought his sword across in a horizontal stroke, dispatching the foes and returning the gaze back to where the bandaged Heartless had been.

To his surprise, it was no longer there, and it was only instinct that saved him from the Heartless's airborne claw attack, ducking and rolling away as the bandage-clad creature plunged its deadly digits into the floorboard. There it found itself stuck, and tried in vain to pull them out - which gave the boy enough time to get to his feet, and with a frenzied yell, remove the monster's head from its body.

Turning his attention back to the others, he noticed the skull-faced man move presumably towards wherever Hades awaited them. Despite his reasons for coming here, the thought of facing such a potentially devastating god made Ico's blood run cold, and he wasn't sure he was ready to face him just yet. He was reluctant to show his face after all the things the god had threatened to do to Yorda.

And so he turned to Harry briefly, and called out to him. "I will stay here! I will try to drive the monsters back where they came!" It wouldn't do, the boy had decided, to leave the spell-casting man to himself with these demons. He'd have to keep them off him, and he had to also make sure the blonde woman got out of this alive, as well.