12-05-2015, 08:01 AM
A sharp tug yanked at Cuby's hind, and the merged duo swung around in a tight arc, tangling a thick, powerful arm around the rust-coloured chain attempting to snag Crescent Rose. Cuby groped at the series of bronze links with his free hand and anchored his feet into the concrete below. The two amalgamations thus entered a duel of pure brute force, a deadly tug of war over a weapon.
Alright! Come on, Connor! Use those strong muscles!
Oh, quiet for a moment, please.
Sooooorryyyyy...
Although Cuby's muscles were well-toned and kept the combined body in place, the ludicrous power of the dragon before them began to drag their feet through the concrete - yes, THROUGH the concrete. Diminutive chunks of slate-grey debris spattered as the draconic thief reeled the chain in. Cuby would be met with a nasty blow to the face if he continued to fight his fruitless battle...
Connor, let go!
What? Excuse me?!
It's alright, I have a backup plan.
Cuby sighed, shutting his eyes momentarily behind his scarlet lenses.
I hope you know what the heck you're doing, kid.
Oh, don't worry, I've got this in the bag!
The hulking figure across the pillar was sent careening towards the edge of the minuscule arena as all tension in the chain was eliminated. A chain pierced the grey floor, shattering the immediate area around, and swung the draconic assassin around to safety. The duo gained much more ground to stand on - and not to mention had a sleek, new, crimson scythe in hand.
"Well, would you look at that?" The fusion mused, scanning the weapon thrice over. She began spinning the crescent weapon slowly, her face falling to a frown as she discovered no sign of special ammunition. "Pleasant..." She growled, a short puff of smoke pluming from her jaw in frustration.
On the other side of the scales, Cuby was flicked around as Crescent Rose was ripped from his back, and he slammed heavily into the ground. A loud thud resounded from the downed gunfighter as his forehead smacked the concrete floor. "Gah, damn it..." Cuby cursed as he picked himself up, struggling to orientate himself.
Jeez, no need to curse... Ruby scolded teasingly. The scarlet girl took temporary control of the united body, Connor gladly stepping back to mentally recover. With the well-needed swap, Ruby's vision of the world happened to become much clearer than Connor's after the concussion.
Well, take it from here; we're disarmed, Connor complained, sounding somewhat pained.
Yeah, yeah, I got this... Ruby sighed as she began to focus on their body, closing Cuby’s eyes as she meditated. Images flashed through her mind of an older female - possibly twenty or so - with long, scarlet, waist-length hair, a dazzling crimson dress and most prominently; a thin, rosy scythe, with a blade crafted from heat and light.
Connor took control once more and looked himself over; the skirt and tights had become the lower part of a dress, a silver and red cross was lain around his neck and a crimson cage-like contraption sat at his rear. Turning his head sharply, it was evident that his hair had grown somewhat, as it swept across his shoulders like a cloak.
Heh, neat trick, Ruby. I guess I have to give you credit for that, Connor praised the girl, and she scoffed jestingly in response.
Hey, I told you I knew what I was doing! She retorted, before Cuby swept the cage structure outwards into a long, thin staff. From the cage emanated a humming blade of heat and light. "I guess it's time to kick some butt!" The combined voices of Ruby and Connor burst forth from Cuby's mouth.
"Oh... no..." The dragon thief complained after wheeling around, scythe in hand. Although she had stolen Cuby's weapon, they had only gone ahead and crafted another! "This isn't good..."
The garbed reptile shivered in slight fear at the sight of the laser-like blade curving from the complicated mechanism Cuby held in his toned mitts. Sure, the fantasy creature had a contraption that functioned as a blade and a firearm (something neither party had any notable experience in)... but the opponent had a bloody lightsaber scythe! Of course, that wasn't the association the dragoness used, but along similar lines at least.
"Right... if we want any chance of taking him- er, her- um... whatever it is down, we need to figure out how to use this thing..." The reptilian rogue contemplated. She took a gander around the weapon, attempting to find some kind of switch... maybe it was-
BANG
Strands of crimson and ebony slowly drifted into a pile by Cuby's left foot. He raised a hand to the side of his head to feel the loss of hair and sighed in exasperation. “Well… that happened.”
Alright! Come on, Connor! Use those strong muscles!
Oh, quiet for a moment, please.
Sooooorryyyyy...
Although Cuby's muscles were well-toned and kept the combined body in place, the ludicrous power of the dragon before them began to drag their feet through the concrete - yes, THROUGH the concrete. Diminutive chunks of slate-grey debris spattered as the draconic thief reeled the chain in. Cuby would be met with a nasty blow to the face if he continued to fight his fruitless battle...
Connor, let go!
What? Excuse me?!
It's alright, I have a backup plan.
Cuby sighed, shutting his eyes momentarily behind his scarlet lenses.
I hope you know what the heck you're doing, kid.
Oh, don't worry, I've got this in the bag!
The hulking figure across the pillar was sent careening towards the edge of the minuscule arena as all tension in the chain was eliminated. A chain pierced the grey floor, shattering the immediate area around, and swung the draconic assassin around to safety. The duo gained much more ground to stand on - and not to mention had a sleek, new, crimson scythe in hand.
"Well, would you look at that?" The fusion mused, scanning the weapon thrice over. She began spinning the crescent weapon slowly, her face falling to a frown as she discovered no sign of special ammunition. "Pleasant..." She growled, a short puff of smoke pluming from her jaw in frustration.
On the other side of the scales, Cuby was flicked around as Crescent Rose was ripped from his back, and he slammed heavily into the ground. A loud thud resounded from the downed gunfighter as his forehead smacked the concrete floor. "Gah, damn it..." Cuby cursed as he picked himself up, struggling to orientate himself.
Jeez, no need to curse... Ruby scolded teasingly. The scarlet girl took temporary control of the united body, Connor gladly stepping back to mentally recover. With the well-needed swap, Ruby's vision of the world happened to become much clearer than Connor's after the concussion.
Well, take it from here; we're disarmed, Connor complained, sounding somewhat pained.
Yeah, yeah, I got this... Ruby sighed as she began to focus on their body, closing Cuby’s eyes as she meditated. Images flashed through her mind of an older female - possibly twenty or so - with long, scarlet, waist-length hair, a dazzling crimson dress and most prominently; a thin, rosy scythe, with a blade crafted from heat and light.
Connor took control once more and looked himself over; the skirt and tights had become the lower part of a dress, a silver and red cross was lain around his neck and a crimson cage-like contraption sat at his rear. Turning his head sharply, it was evident that his hair had grown somewhat, as it swept across his shoulders like a cloak.
Heh, neat trick, Ruby. I guess I have to give you credit for that, Connor praised the girl, and she scoffed jestingly in response.
Hey, I told you I knew what I was doing! She retorted, before Cuby swept the cage structure outwards into a long, thin staff. From the cage emanated a humming blade of heat and light. "I guess it's time to kick some butt!" The combined voices of Ruby and Connor burst forth from Cuby's mouth.
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"Oh... no..." The dragon thief complained after wheeling around, scythe in hand. Although she had stolen Cuby's weapon, they had only gone ahead and crafted another! "This isn't good..."
The garbed reptile shivered in slight fear at the sight of the laser-like blade curving from the complicated mechanism Cuby held in his toned mitts. Sure, the fantasy creature had a contraption that functioned as a blade and a firearm (something neither party had any notable experience in)... but the opponent had a bloody lightsaber scythe! Of course, that wasn't the association the dragoness used, but along similar lines at least.
"Right... if we want any chance of taking him- er, her- um... whatever it is down, we need to figure out how to use this thing..." The reptilian rogue contemplated. She took a gander around the weapon, attempting to find some kind of switch... maybe it was-
BANG
Strands of crimson and ebony slowly drifted into a pile by Cuby's left foot. He raised a hand to the side of his head to feel the loss of hair and sighed in exasperation. “Well… that happened.”
Quote:Word Count: 800 Exactly
Specials Used: Black Rounds – 1 SP (Alex’s post), Crescent Rose 2.0.
SP: 3-1 = 2
Stat Change:
ATK: 6
DEF: 3
SPD: 8
TEC: 3
NOTES: Demexyana now has Crescent Rose, but none of her special ammunition or power ups.
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