2140/Swordsman and Shinki at Phase Rock

Swordsman and Shinki at Phase Rock
Date of Scene:	01 May 2015
Location:	Phase Rock (PR)
Synopsis:	Lloyd Irving, wishing to get back to Union duties made an open challenge for Phase Rock over the Broadband. Fuki, upon gaining Major Tshallandira's permission, accepted the challenge. Chaos ensued with no clear victor.
Thanks to:	Lloyd was an amazing sport and definately sold well.
Cast of Characters:	Fuki, 373, Sarracenia, 768

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Fuki has posed:
    Energy crackles off the leylines, the large rock in the center shines that lime green glow, spreading its brightness along the large island. Fuki is there, floating in mid air with her fox mask in front of her face, taloned feet, her scythe at the ready with a Behemoth and Coeurl to each side, in case... On the Coeurl is a small pack, holding something in it. Fuki's eyes are closed under that mask, the Shinki giving a soft sigh, "Well, Fuki. You did ask for this, I hope you're ready."

    Fuki floats back and forth in mid air, a pacing motion as she waits for the Union's Colonel. "The Confederacy will have words for me if I don't defend this place... Keesha, Roda. Get ready, we're going to have a good fight here..."

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Lloyd had intended to make his return to active service in a glorious way, carrying a vertiable arsenal of weapons into his first fight. However, it became quickly apparent that such a loadout would make fighting entirely too difficult. And so, as he streaks across the sky it is with a single weapon in tow. Dressed in his standard red attire, Lloyd has not been seen in person in quite some time. His mana wings and outfit make it clear who he is to any Confederate, but that may be where the recognition ends. As he settles into a hover and lowers toward the ground of the island, he's quite a bit different. His muscles are larger, his frame still athletic but only barely so. His hair is longer and streaked with red, falling below his shoulders even with the standard spikes within it. His eyes are almost entirely red now instead of brown, though it is a deeper sort of red. He is also sporting a beard, a well-kept and trimmed beard that gives him an aged appearance. His arms cross in front of him.

    It might be now that Fuki would notice he's not carrying his twin sword sheathes.

    Instead, across his back is slung a large warhammer. The shaft of the hammer is easily four feet long, with the squared head adding another foot or better. Polished to a high shine with a clear lightning bolt motif laid into it with White Silver, the shaft is a deep purple color. The head of the hammer has more lightning motifs, and as he draws it from his back and takes it into his hands, it begins to spark. The Sardonyx the head is made of seems to allow lightning to flow through it, and as he smiles, the lightning intensifies.

    "I've wanted to use a hammer for a long time," he says, his voice deeper than most people would remember it, "You like it? I call it Volt's Fury."

    He offers a small smile, then sinks into an odd stance, hammer set in front of him as he tries to put up a defensive front. "It is an honor to finally meet you in the field, Lieutenant Fubuki."

Fuki has posed:
    Sensors blare in her head, eyes lighting up and windows popping up in her face as scanners give a target warning to the incoming flyer. "Flight..." she nods, a smirk, "First time I've been up against the Colonel of the Union." she mutters to herself before the man lands. He's arrived, one of the higher ranked members of the Union. The last time she was close to someone like this was back in Baron against Nathan Hall, but the General put up not too much of a fight, enough to actually make it fun. This man, however... the look Fuki gives the Colonel.

    Fuki's a bit shaken.

    "And an honor to you, Colonel Lloyd. And cut the Fubuki. Nearly everyone knows me as Fuki now." a pause, "But that shows how long you've been out of service, perhaps. You look quite well for a man your age, surprised the Union hasn't given you grey hairs with how they can be." Fuki floats upwards a bit more, taking a look left and right at the Coeurl and Behemoth.

    "Wonderful name for a lightning mallet. I suppose you smack rods with it to power nearby villages or do you mean to hit me with it?" She twirls her scythe and gets into a mid flight attack stance. "I look forward to this, though, it's interesting that you actually accepted me, a lieutenant, as your opponent."

    And in the Shinki's mind, she's wondering why Major Tshallandria allowed this...

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    As the Colonel settles down onto the ground, his wings vanish in a snap of mana. He watches Fuki with a cautious air, as well as her two companions, then shifts his stance, resting his hammer on his shoulder. "Fuki, then," he acknowledges, nodding, "The Union has its moments, but I'm sure the Confederacy has its share of the same." He runs his free hand through his hair, shaking it out a bit. "Nope, no greys yet, thank goodness. I like my hair!" He chuckles, then hefts the hammer with both hands again. "Named for the Summon Spirit of Lightning," he says, "And no, it's not for powering anything. It's purely a combat hammer."

    Lloyd steps forward, then begins to run, bringing the hammer up to bear. "Rank doesn't make someone more or less of an opponent," he says, "I've heard that you're a pretty active member of the Confederates. That's what matters to me!" He leaps toward the Shinki, shoving his hammer toward Fuki in a chest-check sort of fashion.

Fuki has posed:
    Fuki smirks under that mask, "Then perhaps I shall maim your hair, then maim the rest of you." she dashes forth, the wings taking heavy flaps while the thrusters on her back kick in, sending her barreling towards the incoming hammer. Targeting reticles fire up into her eyes and with a quick spin, the hammer scrapes alongside her taloned legs, scuffing them and sending them out of joint, a wince of pain is given before she closes herself in more, darting between those arms, scythe at bare.

    "I am glad you've heard of me and my activity. Perhaps you'll see a lot more! Now let's make this fun, Lloyd of the Union!" encircling Lloyd by ducking between arms from that hammer strike, she uses this momentum to try and get a cut into the bicep of Lloyd's right arm. At least in a hope to think he's right handed, she swings the scythe, putting some power behind it to try and dig into the cloth and possible armor underneath.

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Luckily for Fuki, Lloyd doesn't wear armor under his jacket. Unfortunately, though, the reason he doesn't is to supplement his agility. As the Shinki gets grazed by his hammer strike and circles around him, he shifts the weapon aside and allows his wings to unfurl again. Fuki no doubt has the speed advantage, and Lloyd hisses as she slashes into his arm with her scythe. However, it's a glancing blow, opening up the sleeve of his jacket to allow a trickle of blood to be absorbed into the fabric.

    He shakes his arm out, smirking a bit. It had been so long since he'd actually fought, he'd almost forgotten what a blade felt like.

    He flicks his wings to put distance between them, frowning a bit. "Hey, not cool!" he says, "It took a long time to grow it out like this!" He turns, trying to get a bead on the Shinki before he swings the hammer out for real, sparks flying from it as he tries to swat Fuki away. "But I think I can provide you some entertainment! I'm not completely rusty."

Fuki has posed:
    With the sudden unfurl of wings, and the shift in stance and weapon, the scythe isn't finding much purchase, but the draw of blood does sate the blade for a moment. Getting out of the death trap that could be considered too close combat, the scythe dissapears into a flash of light, stored back into her slipway. The moments time that it happens, she turns around, "And all the better to keep you out of the field, so you can groom yourself." the hammer hit square in the face, sending the Shinki flying back and with two halves of the mask she was wearing falling to the side.

    She sizzles a bit with the sparks from that hammer dancing over her circuits while both the Coeurl and Behemoth make advancing steps, as if ready to defend their Master. Sparks of the thrusters come into view as the Shinki rights herself from the spin, another flash of light and a beam rifle comes into her right hand while one of her twin kama's is held in the left.

    She pauses just for a second only to allow her targeting sensors to come into full play, taking on her speed advantage once more as she makes strafing runs with her rifle, ten shot bursts every couple seconds heading towards Lloyd's way, pelting ground with enough force to make decent sized holes in it... Shinki-scale wise that is. "Then shall we, RUSTY!"

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Lloyd smirks as he feels his hammer swing connect against Fuki, then immediately lands and attempts to gain more solid positioning. Trying to play the air game was sure to get him smoked against such a fast and small opponent, whereas having ground beneath his feet makes him feel a bit more secure. "Heh. Is my return to the field really that big of a problem?" he asks, smiling softly. "I suppose I'm flattered."

    As she pulls a beam rifle from somewhere, Lloyd's eyes go wide. "Well, I guess I should've seen that coming. Oh well," he says. Her strafing run begins, and he crosses his arms. "GUARDIAN!" he says, and a green barrier shows up around him. It usually holds off attacks fairly well, but one bullet lances through and shatters it completely. "Well..." he manages, before shots lance through him. He rolls back, screaming in pain as holes blossom across his outfit. Blood starts pouring from them, but he remains on his feet. There's a surge of mana as a circle appears beneath Lloyd's feet, a brilliant and shining red color as he closes his eyes. "Burn! Eruption!"

    A circle of magma appears around Fuki's location, slagging a bit of the surrounding rock. After a brief moment, a dome of fire springs up, rocketing toward the flying Shinki in pulses of magma. "Not... not bad!" he calls, staggering a bit. "That really hurt!"

Fuki has posed:
    "If any high command is on the field, it is always a big problem for the opposing side." Fuki gives a half hearted smilte in Lloyd's direction, her face not showing much emotion without her mask. "The more I can keep you off the field, the more the Confederacy can exert its reign." as some of the shots ring true, this takes Fuki's half hearted smile to a brighter level. "Never fought or faced a Shinki before, have you? Outside of the visualizer... we're a force."

    What Fuki doesn't seem to care about... as it shows on her now scowling face, is the domes of magma pulsing out to get her. "God damn, not you too!" she zooms forward towards her Coeurl, only for one of the pulses of magma to smash right in her, sending her faster to her intended destination, albeit, scorch marks everywhere on her body, blackening her already dark armor. The purple's missing from it! With little time, now that she's at the Coeurl, she dives into the pack and...

    Out comes... a Tanuki with a set of kama? Fuki's borrowed some things from a certain Mushroom Kingdom princess with a penchant for cosplay. "I will cut your neck if you say one word." a pause, "I think I'll just cut your neck either way." Keesha moves to wrap her whisker tendril around the TanukiFuki and lob her straight towards Lloyd, and... with a quick POOF... a statue of Fuki's size in granite is now hurdling towards Lloyd's way!

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Lloyd chuckles. "I'm not exactly high command anymore, but I suppose that makes sense," he says, "But I can't be kept down easily. I've seen Shinki fight before, but never fought one myself. You're quite skilled!" He smiles as the magma strikes its mark, hefting his hammer back into place. "Fought a few magic-users, I take it? Makes sense. We have a fair number of them!" He smiles again, then frowns as she dives into the pack on the Coeurl. When she comes back out, she's... dressed like a Tanuki? Lloyd frowns, then chuckles at the threat. "I have to write a report about this, you know?" he says, "So I suppose I'm in that danger regardless."

    As she flies toward him, he hefts the hammer onto his shoulder, preparing to swing at the speeding Shinki. And then there's a poof, and Lloyd's face shifts to confusion as she turns into stone. "That... is rather adorable..." he says, before the stone Fuki crashes into him. His vision flickers as it crashes into his chest, and he feels something crack as he's blasted off his feet. His wings flare and catch him from flying overly far, but that doesn't stop him from coughing up a bit of blood. He pants, then straightens up and moves toward Tanuki-Fuki, hammer at ready. He shifts it into more of a golf swing position, then reaches back. "Neat technique. Is the costume required? I would guess so, unless you really just wanted to dress up and be cute." He swings the hammer like a golf club, aiming to slam the Shinki away from him.

Fuki has posed:
    While in statue form, Fuki doesn't hear much... or see much. Or even feel much. It's a statue... of Fuki so responses seem to fall on deaf ears as the golf swing smashes the Shinki away, but also dispels the stone embrace and even further, a cute little tanuki shillouet pops off the Shinki, leaving her back in her normal armor. She frowns, eyeing Lloyd with all the anger a formerly adorable, Tanuki suit wearing Shinki can give. "I'm not sure what you said, but, I think its safe to say you saw a bit too much."

    The Shinki's kama leave her hands only to be replaced by another scythe, one dripping a green ichor that scalds the ground with each drop. "I'd like you to meet Bitey... Silent Black couldn't come play tonight but Bitey will do." Fuki's jetpack and wings take off with the Shinki being propelled towards the hammer wielding, red robed do-gooder with magic and with a wide arc swing, she sends a line of biting, melting, corrosive acid towards Lloyd, "I hope you don't mind, just a bit of cutting in!"

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Lloyd smirks as the stone facade pops away, leaving a very angry Fuki behind. "I was just commenting on how you seem to gain power through adorable means. I'm sorry, but that was just too cute," he says, chuckling. Then he returns to business. "Potent, though. Never seen that sort of thing before. I'm pretty sure you broke something." He coughs, wiping a dribble of blood from his chin.

    As she pulls out another scythe, Lloyd blinks. The acid dropping off the blade causes him to wince. "Bitey, huh?" he says, "I wonder why you call it that." Sarcasm? Maybe. Doesn't sound like it, though. He readies his hammer again, but before he can move, a line of acid burns across his chest! His outfit smokes as he roars, the skin beneath blistering almost instantly. It eats at some of his skin, but leaves a somewhat oozing layer behind. He pants again, the toll of battle seeming to weigh on him now. However, he still smirks. "You're just full of surprises, aren't you?" he asks, "But... so am I!" Another magic circle appears beneath Lloyd, this one pure white. "Grant my weapon the blessings of light! Embue!"

    The head of his hammer ignites with a brilliant light, the lightning sparking off it seeming to be superheated by the spell. He steps forward, then dashes with his wings propelling him, raising the hammer above his head. "Try this on for size!" he says, before the hammer comes down, attempting to smash Fuki into the ground.

Fuki has posed:
    "Cute can be deadly. And it's not my fault that suit does that!" Fuki retorts back, "Didn't break enough it seems..." she scowls only to fly backwards a bit, being close range with a mallet that size could only mean trouble still. And trouble it is. "I just really... hate... magic users." she grumbles, bringing up Bitey to protect her from the superheated mallet, sending her straight into the ground, burying the poor Shinki. It's here she plots her next move.

    When underground, a scythe ain't going to do much good. Now, kama on the other hand... that familiar flash is emitted from the hole but only to dissapear and the Shinki doesn't seem to be coming out of it. He wants surprises, he's going to get them. Fortunately, her scanner's keeping a good idea where he is at the moment. For now, dig a hole dig a hole dig a hole. Using the kama as makeshift digging instruments, that Kourin's so going to have her head for, she starts tunneling below the battlefield. Soon, digging up under the ground and bursting from the new hole. "And I have more surprises your way!"

    With a quick lunge, she moves to try to cut into Lloyd's thighs and calves, trying to bring him to the ground to kill his mobiity. "You'll be surprised what you can do when you're six inches tall!"

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Lloyd chuckles, the sound a little raspy. "Maybe not," he says, "I can put myself through hell that most people can't." As he slams Fuki into the ground, he smirks again. "Your size is an asset, but also a boon in some ways." He hefts the hammer back onto his shoulder, looking at the crater he had sent Fuki into. There's a flash of light, and immediately he's on guard again. As she doesn't reemerge, his eyes narrow. 'What is she... oh no...!' He puts the pieces together just a little too late. The tiny blades lacerate Lloyd's legs and thighs, causing him to scream out and stagger back. He doesn't make it far before he's forced to kneel, legs bleeding freely. "Ugh!... Smart Shinki...!" he says through gritted teeth. He staggers back to his feet, but his legs tremble in pain. "I'm still mobile, but... augh... that hurts...!"

    He raises his hammer, light still glowing around the head. Another magic circle appears around him, this time half-red and half-white. "O holy energy, bring cleansing fire to my foes... Judgement Flame!"

    He slams the hammer into the ground. Another ring of fire appears, this time glowing white hot, before a pillar of these flames erupts, aiming to engulf and overwhelm the Fubuki unit.

Fuki has posed:
    Fuki smirks and readies her guard again, taking a sip of some coolant from a sudden jelly can before it dissapears. "THat's okay, I've hindered you enough for it to matter." she smirks, that smug grin. Though something seemed slightly off, and it only appears when that hammer is raised and the circle is below. "Oh man..."

    Fuki flies quickly around, trying to dodge the flames that erupt under the ground that are sent her way, grazing some pillars by just a mere inch in some cases, the flames quickly heating up her armor and her blades, that soon ignite in that white hot flame. Windows pop up noting the overheating which get quickly dismissed as the Shinki heads back towards her target, "Time to show you what your magic can do in a blade! Ninja Art: Superheated Blades!"

    Fuki soon starts twirling in a ball of white hot spinning set of kama, a white hot top if you will, sending herself barreling towards Lloyd's chest in an effort to crash right into it and break even more things, maybe ignite those robes he's wearing too!

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Lloyd smirks a bit. "Perhaps so..." he says, shaking his head. "I'm still not done yet, though...!" He winces as his attack is dodged for the most part, and grimaces as she seems intent on turning his attack back against him. "Damnit... all," he says, closing his eyes. He attempts to lunge to one side, diving blindly. Unfortunately, he still doesn't avoid her attack. He screams out as she slams into his abdomen, his jacket lighting up as she stabs his stomach with white-hot blades. He falls down, rolling along the ground and continuing to scream. As he does, however, a white circle appears beneath him. Without much way to aim, there's only one attack to use.

    "JUDGEMENT!" he roars, still attempting to put himself out.

    Beams of light begin to rain down from the heavens, striking without any true rhythm. Should they hit, they are superheated beams of light, but they don't seem to scar the ground. Odd.

    He recovers his feet, his jacket falling in tatters around him. His muscled torso is scarred, cut, and burned, and he pants heavily as he touches the cauterized gash across his abs, wincing at the contact. "I... won't lose yet...!"

Fuki has posed:
    Fuki's slam bounces her back off Lloyd, the screams from that strike chiming in her ears. "Recorded that scream. I'll play that back for you..." she plays back that selfsame scream from earlier. "I'll show you what magic is." The Shinki gives a grin as she backs off, that white circle giving her cause for frown only to back up even further, zooming off towards the large, purple behemoth. "See..." her eyes track the movement of the beams of light, twirling between some of them while some glance off her back and chest, causing her a wince, only to land on the Behemoth. "Tracking is good."

    "MOtion prediction for a randomized attack spread is nice too." a pause, "It's nice being a Shinki, though I can't do the things you can do. A shame really, however... this is why I have this one." a WHACK of a lightning rod hidden in the Behemoth's mane causes Roda to roar out in pain as Fuki points to the downed Lloyd. "Roda. Flare."

    The Behemoth roars out, magic crackling from the area around, rocks slowly floating up as the growl from Roda increases, between the horns a mass of magical energy forms in. Flare wasn't a precise magic, Flare wasn't designed to be precise, to Fuki's knowledge. What Fuki knows, however, it makes a WONDERFUL flaming boom... "Withstand this." the magic increases, the superheated mass is then brought up to bare and thrown via the Behemoth's horns at Lloyd, regardless if it hits or not, the ball of magic explodes into a giagantic fireball, only to implode on itself and explode once more.

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Lloyd winces as he hears his own scream played back for him. He spits out some more blood, shivering slightly in pain. He hefts his hammer again, narrowing his eyes. "Heh... so much for a triumphant return, huh?" he says, knowing he would be in medical for days after this. However, he's not about to stop. As Fuki evades the Judgement, he frowns. "Damnit... you're too small to hit like this...!" he says. She then makes herself a larger target by landing on the Behemoth. He smirks, but then frowns immediately as she has the beast start casting Flare. The attack sails at Lloyd...

    And engulfs him, He manages a groan before he's brought into the epicenter of the explosion. As it implodes and explodes again, Lloyd is hurled skyward, body spinning. However, if Fuki were to look, there's a magic circle beneath him. Half white and half red again. His voice is strained, but amplified somehow.

    "I CALL UPON HEAVEN AND HELL, REND THE EARTH AND MY FOE!" he roars, "RAGNAROK!"

    The area around Fuki suddenly changes, growing brighter as the sky above seems to rip into a dimension made of light. The ground rumbles, and that's all the warning she gets. Flames belch up from the earth just as a curtain of light falls from the sky. The two forces race toward each other, and the collision point is much like a megaton bomb of magical force, the detonation likely rattling the entire area!

Fuki has posed:
    Perhaps landing on the Behemoth was not a bright idea, but forethought has not been the Shinki's best game. Perhaps this is why, just watching the explosion and the launching Lloyd... she doesn't notice the cirlce under him. Then, when things become light above and the rumbling from underground....

    "Roda mo..." she doesn't even get to finish the sentence. The ground erupts, the light crashes down from the sky, both meet in the middle (that old friend of mine), Lloyd gained a lot of ground with the spell, the resulting detonation and magical force send the Shinki, the Coeurl AND the Behemoth flying backwards, various parts flying off the Shinki as they get spread across the battlefield. A leg here, armor there, chestpeice there... Roda's all screwed up, scorch marks and gashes while Keesha's cowering behind something, licking at her own wounds.

    Fuki slowly floats up. Her arms are dangling from the sockets, a leg missing, a snap kick and the other leg rights itself with a visible wince of pain from the ninja. Another snap and then one more and the arms right themselves, sparks spewing from the Shinki's body and three flashing lights show...

    The CMS.

    She floats slowly towards the center, scythe at the ready... Her voice is now obviously digitzied and scratchy, the face seems to be missing an eye too. Fuki's sensors are screwed up, windows flashing various integrity warnings... whatever Lloyd did, did a number on Fuki. "LLOYD!" she shouts, that scratchy digital voice filled with anger and hatred, "You magic.. users are the same!" she pulls something from her back... another Tanuki suit power up. With another poof, the adorable is back and, while her face still looks like crap... she starts to fly upwards, "I will... not let... you leave... in one peice!" with a ping of her sensors, she picks up Lloyd's marker and starts to fly higher .. and higher... over the marker. Once at a suitable distance she drops. She just lets gravity take over for a moment to pull her then she purposely sends that tail a flutter to speed up her descent. She's aiming for one thing and one thing only, his chest. Once she gets further down... *POOF* Tanuki Statue, that granite statue comes crashing down. Miss, and she's in a pretty deep hole.

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Lloyd crashes into the ground, grunting as he does so. He tilts his head back, seeing Fuki in... bad shape is putting it lightly. As she pulls herself together as best she can and dons the Tanuki suit again, he closes his eyes. He can tell where this is going already. He watches her fly up, struggling to regain his feet. He can hear her descending, but he can't get his legs under him, every muscle resisting his movements. Stay down, they say.

    Statue Fuki slams into his chest, driving the wind from his lungs. His vision fades, his sternum and ribs cracking under the impact. Blood spurts from his mouth, lungs trying to expel the fluid. However... he's still conscious. And a bit angry now. He reaches and pushes the statue off him, off to the side as another magic circle appears. This time, it's a red circle. "E... Efreet's fire from Heaven!" he chokes. "EXPLOSION!"

    For a moment, there's nothing.

    And then a column of flame tumbles from the sky. On impact with the ground, or Fuki hopefully, it will do as commanded... and explode.

Fuki has posed:
    The crunch. That sweet, satisfying crunch of bones breaking under Statue Fuki and ever still, the statue stays there, the spell being cast crashes right into Fuki but this time, the statue mode holds, absorbing the magical blow that could have very well sent this into Lloyd's direction. It's only a couple seconds later, the statue mode ends and Fuki returns. Walking up the hammer mage's chest, digging her feet into each step to make more pain. A small flash of light and the Shinki's scythe appears.

    "I may look adorable, but this is the last thing you'll see." she brings her scythe up only to use the flat of the blade to smash right into Lloyd's forehead in an attempt to bring him unconcious, the Shinki moving to take flight above the mage in case the hit did not hit hard enough. "I'll summon your Union brethren to come pick you up out of that hole, Lloyd. I enjoyed this and I gathered lots of data for the next time we meet..."

Lloyd Irving (373) has posed:
    Lloyd groans. When Fuki returns, walking up his chest, he winces. "Well... this... was a complete wash... Well fought, Lieutenant." He closes his eyes. He expects the sharp of a blade, but merely feels an impact against his skull before consciousness slips from him.

Sarracenia has posed:
     As Fuki takes flight, a large wooden airship comes flying down from above. Propellers replace the large sails on the masts, and plant creatures are walking the deck. As it nears the ground, it comes to a hover, and a portion on bottom opens to reveal Sarracenia, beckoning Fuki inside. "That was a great battle, Fuki! And you won! I guess that Colonel will think twice before challenging you again!" the princess says happily.

Fuki has posed:
    The wooden airship, Sarracenia's transport. Fuki breaks a small smile before floating towards it and falling onto Sarracenia's shoulder. "No, I look forward to him challenging again, Sarracenia. He... he was wonderful to go up against. I see why he's the colonel in the Union. Perhaps... I can take home some knowledge of his tactics and use them myself. Still have to rise myself." she lets out a small smile once more... "Take me to the Citadel, Princess. I need fixing."

Cory (768) has posed:
    Of course, Cory will inform the Colonel of this... but believe it or not she has no idea who exactly she's looking for.

    Thankfully she arrives from the shores, flying low and wreathed in a noisy white aura. Yes, it's noisy. Part from her high-speed flight, part from the energy around her, it sounds like a combination between a jet engine and a rocket. FWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSH!

    She parts the waters, parts the sand on the beach, and scatters some rocks...

    The young woman's definitely a Saiyan. She's got the rough black hair, black eyes, and distinctive monkey tail to prove it. Weirdly she's wearing an Earth-style martial arts gi, and a funny orange-red color one at that...

    When she finally spots Lloyd the aura vanishes and down she goes, though with her eyes on the airship. Suspicious and wary, but also full of bravado and childish curiosity.

    Still, she wastes no time in scooping up Lloyd. "You sure picked an out of the way place to fall unconscious. Didn't even get a chance to greet you before dragging you home..." Complain, complain. But she's not a rough handler, carefully picking Lloyd up with boh arms instead of roughly tossing him over a shoulder.

    Back up into the sky she goes, with another glance at the airship and Fuki.

    "Next time, /I'm/ gonna be here. Don't get too comfortable with the victory!"