swaying to my own sound [open]

[falterderleere.livejournal.com]

Characters: Grell and anyone else
Date: February 15th.
Summary: This girl needs to blow off some impulses. Obviously that means tearing up a regenerating flower.
Warnings: Some crazy and violence "♥"ing


Oh, this was beautiful. It couldn't die. At least, not by her methods, and it would not be restrained, and it cut, and it brought blood.

She was thrilled. Sure, it was loud with the scythe, but it was perfect practice and release, the tension that had been building slowly ebbing and showing in the broad grin that decorated her face. Pity it didn't bleed as well. It would have been beautiful, eternal blood. The fight, the feeling of her opponent out for her death, and her refusing to give in. She could sing, had that not been yesterday's purpose.

"Come at me~" she taunted, rushing in again to slash at it. She could go all day, really. Just...hopefully no one would think she was in trouble and try to really kill it. Then they'd need to find her a replacement.

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[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately for Grell, the rampaging rose attracts the attention of a very angry young lady, who wordlessly summons a figure (http://images.wikia.com/megamitensei/images/1/17/Scathach.png) that blasts her target with a small but very intense whirlwind.

These things were beating up kids, and that is uncool. At least Grell's new "ally" hasn't gotten around to testing them for fire vulnerability yet...

[falterderleere.livejournal.com]

Oh? Now this was something to pause at. Did she control the figure, it her, or was it some sort of spirit? Using wind was an idea, if one could harness it...

To the girl, she gave a half-bow, silently acknowledging her presence before resuming her assault.

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

Souji acknowledges Grell with a nod, not feeling any need for words as she moves to attack the plant again, this time charging with a measured slash of her katana. The figure fades out, but if Grell's playing close attention, she can tell it's still present, just not visible when inactive.

Souji dodges back, ducking under a whipping thorned vine. Melee probably wasn't the way to go here to finish this thing...

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She draws back, allowing the plant time to recover somewhat before rushing it, slicing across. A vine catches her arm, but she seems unfazed, twisting the scythe to cut it off.

Just don't start on magic yet. She's not half done.

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

A different form appears, an angular angel (http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20110129032517/megamitensei/images/thumb/b/b0/1518044-sraosha.jpg/223px-1518044-sraosha.jpg) with segmented wings, as Souji concentrates again, striking the plant with a bolt of lightning from the clear sky to minimal effect.

The rose is momentarily stunned, but Souji backs off again, running over her mental checklist as she gracefully dodges counterattacking vines. Her Dark and Light spells seem to be sealed, and she's covered physical attacks, lightning, and wind. Only a couple more elements left to try before she just starts pounding on the thing with the heavy stuff.

[falterderleere.livejournal.com]

Lightning. Who was this girl? Grell needed a name for this face, needed to remember her and watch her. At least, when the plant wasn't priority one, talk about whatever sort of magic she possessed. It was utterly unlike anything she had ever seen, and she needed facts.

Would elements even destroy this being? It was a plant, and people were saying things about fire...but say other things. Ice, water, perhaps even using its own element against it. The thoughts sang in her head as she kicked it hard.

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

Souji stands back in a ready stance with her katana - not a formal one, but something that looks effective anyway, at least against big viney monsters.

"Hey! You know what actually hurts these things?" she calls over to the redheaded woman, too focused on warding off any further attacks to be polite about it.

[falterderleere.livejournal.com]

"People have been talking about fire over the Vine," she called back.

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

Souji takes two steps back and ducks under another attack, bringing out a third figure - another angel, less powerful than the first but the only Persona she had on hand that could cast fire spells - and calls up a pillar of flame in the same space of the flower monster, making it shriek out a horrible sound and begin flailing madly.

"Yeah, that works."

[falterderleere.livejournal.com]

"Just...don't kill it all the way yet. Please?" She got as close as she could without the risk of her hair catching on fire and sliced at it, drawing back to look at the other angel. Beautiful, even more so with that power. Such a deadly array.

"I'm not quite through with it."

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

Souji pauses a bit at that. She doesn't ask aloud what Grell means by that, but the fact that she breaks off her attack long enough to stare at the redhead semi-incredulously is question enough.

[falterderleere.livejournal.com]

She caught the look, and decided that "fighting practice" wouldn't be her best bet if she wanted to stay on good terms. Annoying, but true. "It hurt friends," she added on. Not quite a lie. Several of the people attacked were those she was beginning to be a bit fond of.

She went at it again, this time tearing it deeply, making it count, as she'd have to back off with this. "...Okay...okay I think it can die now." Even though I'd rather not. Oh the woes of a reputation.

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

Something about that seems a little off to Souji, but she nods. She can't really judge people for getting emotionally invested in vengeance just because she herself tries so hard not to.

That said, after another minute of observing Grell's fighting and strange weapon, she gladly finishes the giant plant off with another Agidyne spell, panting a little after it burns away from contact with the pillar of flame. That kind of magic takes a lot of energy.

[falterderleere.livejournal.com]

She dismisses the scythe, examining the cuts on her arm. They'll heal fast enough, and don't sting too badly. Good, the girl took her reasoning.

She notices the girl seems drained, and it occurs to her to offer tea or something. Pity there's no nearby.

"That was amazing."

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

Souji shrugs, cleaning the...whatever it was that came out of that plant off her sword and sheathing it. "I've met some rampaging monsters like that before."

She pauses, as if considering what to say next, and decides on the polite option. "My name's Souji."

[falterderleere.livejournal.com]

Well, this shirt was ruined. The cuts were extensive, and it was stained. The gashes would heal soon enough, but it was the shirt she was upset over. Tch. Bound to happen.

"I'm Grell. Nice to meet you."

[sistagonist.livejournal.com]

"Likewise," Souji says, feeling slightly worried for the other woman, but Grell herself seemed rather amazingly unperturbed.

"You okay? And do things like this happen often around here?"

[falterderleere.livejournal.com]

"It looks worse than it is, I'll be just fine after a few days." She smiles brightly, meaning it. After all, she'd dealt with worse. "As for this being normal...not the monsters out for blood, but the Queen's gifts having a catch of types? Definitely."