paixaorpg | 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.

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NiGHTS dodged the flame easily. It wasn't as though she hadn't faced worse, really - but the hostage predicament was annoying. She, as usual, could feel Belle's voice as though it came from her own mouth, knew her own eyes were filling with tears because of her companion, a few even trickling down her cheeks. Oh, well. There was no helping that, and hopefully Belle would be smart enough to leave the fighting to NiGHTS and wouldn't do anything stupid.

NiGHTS tilted her head a bit, contemplating, before neatly drawing the rather large water balloon from the inside of a sleeve and hurling it at Hades; if nothing else, it would be funny, at least - and perhaps give Yuna a chance to get away.

Tanaka hadn't bothered to say anything as they arrived to confront Hades. Verbal intimidation was an act of little point for him, particularly when the opponent was clearly not one to listen. Hades had made it clear before that he didn't much plan on being swayed with words.

The cheerleader was, however, taking advantage of the moments of banter to get a fix on the situation, sizing up the teams versus this god. Powerful spirits, the lot of them, and a number with curious conditions. Tanaka recognized Auron's sputter in particular, and as disturbing as it was to see Belle's fire in NiGHTS' body, it was keeping her safe. He'd have to ask on the method later.

But Hades was a god, point of fact--and pretty firey even if Tanaka couldn't get a clear look at his soul. Cockiness was the dumbest thing they could do.

But an overload of confidence was Tanaka's strong suit. The first attack blasted to them, and Round two was on. Tanaka dodged aside. "Let's go! OSU!"

NO, BUT I AM CURIOUS TO KNOW.

Death had gotten the hang of this banter thing, from what he knew. Plus, Hades had piqued his curiousity - so far as he knew, Death was the only one who could do his job. Having a god of some sort claim to do the same thing...well, the gods of the Disc were never so presumptuous.

He stood calmly as the wall of flame whipped past and through him - cloaks woven of darkness did not burn, and neither did anthropomorphic personifications. The sword had been sheathed for the more iconic scythe, which he pulled seemingly from thin air. He had a goal - lure Hades towards the door where Harry had laid his trap - but no plan. After his time in the city, he was becoming rather skilled at improvising.

He'd have to be careful - there was a good number of people in the room that he could not hit - but that was no reason not to try. He rushed forward, swinging the scythe downwards towards the god.

Belle felt her body move in tandem with NiGHTS, felt the rush of heat that filled the air thanks to the god's fire and barely restrained the urge to cry out in fear. Using every bit of willpower she had, she calmed herself and went as limp as possible, offering no resistance to the Nightmaren. She still wasn't sure about the strange spell she was under, but it wasn't unreasonable to assume that if she moved everytime NiGHTS moved, then perhaps her own movements would trip up NiGHTS.

Squeezing her eyes shut, she desperately hoped that the battle would turn out alright.

Up above, Harry had retreated back to his ritual site, kneeling over his circle while Murphy and Ico did their best to stem the flood of Heartless. It pained him to have to sit back and let them do the fighting, but this ritual would require all of his focus, which meant he couldn't be slinging around spells right now.

Water was probably the hardest element to manipulate with magic. By its nature, magic was best bonded with static objects, or used for quick explosive effects, which a wizard could visualize effectively. Water was fluid, changing every second so that it was incredibly difficult to hook a spell on to it. For a wizard like Harry, who lacked the fine control of experience, this made water magic so hard that it was almost unusable. He preferred pretty much any other element, particularly fire and force, but the information he’d traded with Yuuko for told him fire wasn’t going to cut it in this case. Water was their best option

That information had better be right, given what it cost him.

That was why he’d used a circle for this particular spell. Normally elemental magic was reserved for evocations, which meant they were supposed to be fast and cheap with a minimum of preparation. Given Harry was not only about to use an element he was unskilled with, but also that he was going to tear it from the pipes below the city, he would need all the help he could get.

Closing the circle, Harry began speaking the words of his spell, using the water in the bottle to reach out to the liquid flowing through the pipes below the city, moving through the connection between them. Once he felt the brush of the water beneath his mind, Harry leaned back and waited, all his concentration focused on keeping his hold on the water. For the moment he lacked the power to do anything with it, but once Hades left the building, that would change.

The High Summoner narrowed his eyes at Hades's words. It was true. As long as Hades had her, he couldn't risk attacking her. There was too much risk involved right now, even with the weakest of his offensive spells. How could he do this?

Braska turned his head away from the flames as they came toward him. He could feel the heat around him, but the flame never hit, deflected by the NulBlaze he had put up around everyone before they had left for the building. As soon as the flames disperse, he put up another, the red light drifting lazily around them.

Auron kept his gaze locked on Hades after the flame dispersed, waiting for a moment to take advantage of the situation and free Yuna. He noticed movement out of the corner of his eye, however, and turned his head, shocked to find Death charging the god. What was he doing?

The water balloon to the face caused Hades to blink, and lucky for Yuna, surprise filtered over and he released her. Who throws a water balloon at a god?? Where's the tact in THAT? He couldn't believe that -

Oh no. The girl was free - oh just great -

As he tries to quickly remedy the situation, he glimpses Death over his shoulder, and surprises again ripples over his features as he takes him in. What? ... Just who was this guy?! Hades takes the scythe to an arm, gritting his teeth as mist slides around him. This was so not cool. - And what was with his fire not working?

JUST WHAT THE HECK WAS GOING ON HERE?!

Forgetting about Yuna, and half the infuriating people in the room, he focuses on Death, putting his effort into attempting to get rid of Death as fast as possible, tugging down his arm with the scythe buried deeply in it and swinging around with his other.

Edited 2009-07-25 01:19 (UTC)

NiGHTS threw water balloons at gods, that's who. Not only that, but she doubled over laughing and pointed at him - much as she was doing now. Tact, what tact? NiGHTS had no use for tact except when it was funny - which it wasn't now, so it was simply a moot issue.

The nightmaren noticed Hades going after Death and flew quickly after him, whirling around in an attempt to catch him in a Paraloop and focusing her energy in order to turn it into an attack rather than teleportation.

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