06-15-2017, 11:01 PM
Dante bit his lip to avoid crying out- the stab of pain demanded attention and treatment, but neither could be offered at the moment. Dashing for cover behind the package (and landing RIGHT on his bad leg, oh god ouch), the hunter Prime looked over to his fellow human, still sizing up the fairies with a strange expression. Teaming up with the man in black hadn't been a priority on Tony Redgrave's metaphorical list, but desperate times called for desperate measures.
"I don't suppose it's too late for a truce?" He hailed to Batman. Hopefully the cowl would overlook the little detail of Dante basically having tried to blindside him like the ice fairy had done in turn.
"I'm not a fan of blind trust," came the gruff, controlled voice in response. "-but I guess you could use the help." When he put it like that, Tony felt almost offended- but trying to correct him would be petty.
Suppressing the stinging cold invading his wound, the son of Sparda took a deep breath and dove from cover. One after the other, Dante clicked the pistol triggers in rapid succession. Blast after blast of .45 ACP, a destructive hail of carnage to the fairies but bangin' music to his ears. Having already felt the destruction of his weapons, the two magical girls scattered to avoid the attack, deftly diving behind the dilapidated structures for cover.
Batman dove up to the wall, rightfully expecting an attack from another vantage point. Tony Redgrave remained out in the open, both handguns fanned out in anticipation. From an alley one block down, the ice fairy emerged again, ready to unleash another salvo. Ebony & Ivory rose to the occasion once again, two well-placed shots shattering her bolts of ice as she dove away with immense speed.
Dante grit his teeth in building frustration. The magician girls couldn't be particularly sophisticated if all they could manage were evocations like this. Their primary export was extreme speed, the ice fairy flying around faster than bullet could trace. Chances were that they wouldn't be able to avoid a blast if he were just a little closer...
Letting the black hood turn gears in his head, Tony dove forward, trying to close the distance between himself and the fairy. As he did, the payload of the lunatic magician released, a blazing inferno that swallowed the redcoat before he could anything to stop it. Though he dove free of the magic burst, the devil hunter suffered a searing agony all over for it, the spell simply too large to avoid from an ambush. The perpetrator very nearly burst into a fit of cackles from her brief victory, and before Dante could turn and put a bullet in her smug mug, the frosty girl dove in with palms ready, shoving two more icicles unavoidably forward.
His instinct screamed to act- forced to do anything he could to stop the attack, the redcoat entered a Royal Guard, weathering the two shards of frost magic. The shock and numbness from the impacts were made paltry, and opened an opportunity to funnel both barrels right into the fairy in retaliation. Two shots at once punched into the girl's ribs, sending her flying back into a collapsed hut.
The mad magician had pulled away, no doubt preparing her next spell. The vigilante quickly stepped into her place, prepared to deal with her and leave Little Ms. Popsicles to the care of Dante. Fine, then, Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Brooding, have it your way.
Breaking into a sprint for the fallen hut, Tony Redgrave unleashed another storm of suppressing fire. The ice magician had crept out of sight, but she would have to think twice about moving with multiple bullets chipping away at the debris. Further and further he closed the distance, but with no sign of action from the fairy. And then, as the sight of the former cabin filled his vision, she appeared again, leaping up from behind the wreckage with her next attack in hand.
"I won't lose to a human like you!" The frosty girl cried defiantly, biting through the pain of two projectiles lodged in her chest. "Take this- Icicle Bomb!"
The intense, melon-sized explosive pushed from her hands, headed straight for Dante. Several more bullets were deflected by the bomb's thick cover- right as both pistols clicked empty, damn it all. Completely undeterred, the bomb nearly collided with the devil hunter; he only evaded it by throwing himself into a desperate burst, crashing head-on into the ruined hut. The attack hit the ground, and moments later, bombarded the area with the harsh chill of a hailstorm.
Somewhere, above the roar of ice that rivaled Cerberus's frozen jaws, Cirno laughed heartily.
"I don't suppose it's too late for a truce?" He hailed to Batman. Hopefully the cowl would overlook the little detail of Dante basically having tried to blindside him like the ice fairy had done in turn.
"I'm not a fan of blind trust," came the gruff, controlled voice in response. "-but I guess you could use the help." When he put it like that, Tony felt almost offended- but trying to correct him would be petty.
Suppressing the stinging cold invading his wound, the son of Sparda took a deep breath and dove from cover. One after the other, Dante clicked the pistol triggers in rapid succession. Blast after blast of .45 ACP, a destructive hail of carnage to the fairies but bangin' music to his ears. Having already felt the destruction of his weapons, the two magical girls scattered to avoid the attack, deftly diving behind the dilapidated structures for cover.
Batman dove up to the wall, rightfully expecting an attack from another vantage point. Tony Redgrave remained out in the open, both handguns fanned out in anticipation. From an alley one block down, the ice fairy emerged again, ready to unleash another salvo. Ebony & Ivory rose to the occasion once again, two well-placed shots shattering her bolts of ice as she dove away with immense speed.
Dante grit his teeth in building frustration. The magician girls couldn't be particularly sophisticated if all they could manage were evocations like this. Their primary export was extreme speed, the ice fairy flying around faster than bullet could trace. Chances were that they wouldn't be able to avoid a blast if he were just a little closer...
Letting the black hood turn gears in his head, Tony dove forward, trying to close the distance between himself and the fairy. As he did, the payload of the lunatic magician released, a blazing inferno that swallowed the redcoat before he could anything to stop it. Though he dove free of the magic burst, the devil hunter suffered a searing agony all over for it, the spell simply too large to avoid from an ambush. The perpetrator very nearly burst into a fit of cackles from her brief victory, and before Dante could turn and put a bullet in her smug mug, the frosty girl dove in with palms ready, shoving two more icicles unavoidably forward.
His instinct screamed to act- forced to do anything he could to stop the attack, the redcoat entered a Royal Guard, weathering the two shards of frost magic. The shock and numbness from the impacts were made paltry, and opened an opportunity to funnel both barrels right into the fairy in retaliation. Two shots at once punched into the girl's ribs, sending her flying back into a collapsed hut.
The mad magician had pulled away, no doubt preparing her next spell. The vigilante quickly stepped into her place, prepared to deal with her and leave Little Ms. Popsicles to the care of Dante. Fine, then, Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Brooding, have it your way.
Breaking into a sprint for the fallen hut, Tony Redgrave unleashed another storm of suppressing fire. The ice magician had crept out of sight, but she would have to think twice about moving with multiple bullets chipping away at the debris. Further and further he closed the distance, but with no sign of action from the fairy. And then, as the sight of the former cabin filled his vision, she appeared again, leaping up from behind the wreckage with her next attack in hand.
"I won't lose to a human like you!" The frosty girl cried defiantly, biting through the pain of two projectiles lodged in her chest. "Take this- Icicle Bomb!"
The intense, melon-sized explosive pushed from her hands, headed straight for Dante. Several more bullets were deflected by the bomb's thick cover- right as both pistols clicked empty, damn it all. Completely undeterred, the bomb nearly collided with the devil hunter; he only evaded it by throwing himself into a desperate burst, crashing head-on into the ruined hut. The attack hit the ground, and moments later, bombarded the area with the harsh chill of a hailstorm.
Somewhere, above the roar of ice that rivaled Cerberus's frozen jaws, Cirno laughed heartily.
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