Cecily looked at her companion who enthusiastically introduced herself. She glanced at her from top to bottom. In every aspect, Kaiserin seemed able. Ranks of forty are more or less given to those of equal strength so the numbers did not really matter. “I wasn’t wondering,” Cecily said with a smile overshadowing her serious eyes. “I already memorized all the names and faces of our batch of graduates. I assume you know me as well but for the sake of formality I am Cecily. I believe we’ll get along well…”
The warrior began to stretch to loosen up her body. It was normal for her to do so even though it was not necessary due to the fact that she was a Claymore. “Well then, shall we proceed to our assigned area?” she asked her cohort.
OOC: Elcura, you can magically transport my character to our destination in your next post... XD
"Very well. I say we start with the second floor's wings, work our way from top to bottom. You take the left wing. I'll go right." Deimos grinned, demonic. "First one to finish gets to flip the coin on what to do next." Arc then thought, "So, we are going to leave the decisions up to fate, eh! That works for me if the decisions are pretty much the same." Arc then said to Deimon, "Okay, that works with me."
Arc ended up walking up the left staircase and took the left passage. It lead to a hallway with about 5 doors. The Yoma yoki was comming from the second door on the right. Arc thought, "Better get info about the surrounding before taking out the Yoma. Then afterward check that room and then the other rooms for surviours and for any additional information on the castle situation. Let see what is in the room throught the key hole."
Arc peared in through the key hole and saw a Yoma position within the room to be less then 2 meters into the room with a croached position slightly right of the door. The room was being illiumated by the sunlight comming from the window straight across from the door. There also the smell of blood from the room and it appeared to be feeding on a badly mutilated person on the ground. There was a bed with a dead lady sitting up against it on the left side of the room with her now blood color cloths rip apart and her ribcage opened up to reveal the lack of internal organs and a bed side table with a broken lamp on it. There apears to something underneath the bed however, at the moment Arc couldn't identify it.
"Most likely the Yoma was still feeding on the dead person who was on the ground. The most effective method to attack will be to attack by charging into the room leading with the left shoulder. I should hit the door in a way to send the door flying off in a straight direction and follow closely behind the door. Then when I get close to the target strike with upward slash for where it's neck should be. However, if it dodges right go a half a step pass the yoma then strike with downward slash towards it the moment after that step to go for the kill or force it to dodge backward towards the wall on the right side. From there it should be an easy kill if I position myself right. If I somehow ram it with the door keep charging until, the yoma falls to side and kill it with a slash for the neck or ram it into the wall side step the falling door and see if it fell out the window or just stun, if so go for its head quickly." Arc thought as he settled for this plan as he figured out where to charge into door. Went as far away from the door as he could and began his charge into the door.
As an after thought when he began his charge Arc thought, "Damn, I forgot to check how solid the door is. I hope the door doesn't break instead of flying off the hindges. If it does I will only have the initial surprize to make a quick clean kill without any risk to myself."
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Her breathing faltered with each step she took. Blood rained down her silky hair as she made her way through the deepest parts of the dungeons with her own blood trailing behind her clumsy steps. She barely had must strength to go any further but for her own survival it was either escape of be caught and killed. How many day's has it been since she ran away from the fight? 2? 3? This place was a complete maze, it was a wonder how humans themselves had previously managed so well within the narrow passages. Danger after danger she managed to succeed in her escape but today was the last straw, with a limping arm losing alot fo blood, head that felt light and dizzy, she would be easy picking for any random Yoma now should one appear before her. Her arm carried a claymore bearing her insignia and she held the weapon in her hand but only to keep herself from falling over. Upon inspection, the weapon lost it's sharp edge during the last battle. Ironic, a Claymore with a dull worn out claymore. What could be better indication that she was nearing death?
Despite having the least improvement in Yoki reading over the past 2 weeks, even she was able to determine what became of the remaining members of the team she was assigned to. #18 was probably the first to die, followed by the other two superiors she had to split off from to divert the monster's attention. Had they been better informed this would not have happened she thought. Death was approaching and Sisteena needed to move. Where was the creature now? Has it gave up it's search? She held a strands of her hair to the light, no the effects of the yoki suppressent pills were still there she thought as the colour remained black her original hair colour. It can't sense her but nor can she sense it, better or worse it was a stalemate inside the long maze.
Carrying her heavily wounded body Sisteena advanced, moving aimlessly inside the Dungeon trying deperately to find her way out of this hell hole. She must escape and inform others of the horrors she encountered here before its too late. With that thought in mind, the Claymore urged on, pushing her limbs to their limit and limped towards where she came in from, originally with 3 other Claymores. Hopefully she will find help soon upon escape.
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'What the hell is with this meeting?' Farleen was bored, to say the least. Since her instatement to the ranks of those called Claymore, she had job after job, dispatching of Yoma in manners that could make the Devil himself cringe. One of these jobs, a particular assignment that she held particularly close to her heart, was during a trip to the city of Rabona. There, the blonde was ambushed by a pair of Yoma. Neither of them had any real bite, especially when Farleen decided to use her Youki Buff...
"Number , Lindy, number , Farleen, and number , Beaumont. You will investigate the castle dungeons. It's a fairly large and winding labyrinth. Very low visibility."
Originally Posted by The Good Ol' Days of Three Days Ago
"Hn?" Farleen was knocked back into the mundane world of reality with the words of a man in black. From what she heard, Lindy and Beaumont were to be her partners, but Lindy she knew by face only. They had, after all, been a part of the same group of instated trainees. Beaumont, on the other hand, she had learned was someone in the upper half of the organization's ranks, if Number 23 could truly be acknowledged as such. Meeting someone who was potentially egotistic was far from being one of Farleen's goals for the mission, but she went off to find them nonetheless.
OOC So pretty much, you can say we meet Beaumont and go into the dungeon... are we the last ones to leave or what?
Around 10 minutes have passed. Beaumont had been leading the way all this time while Lindy and Farleen followed silently behind. No conversation was struck as Lindy did not have the opportunity to bring up a topic. Besides, it did not seem wise to strike a conversation and to let her guard down when she had no clue as to what was happening in the castle.
The castle dungeons were indeed dimly lit. Fortunately the trio did lit their torches before setting off. The flooring of the dungeons were slimy and certain areas were slippery. Surprisingly, there were little movements except for the rats that occasionally make their movement around the dungeons.
Beaumont seemed to be the right man for the job as he immediately led them into the dungeons and was marching confidently ahead. However, there was something about Beaumont's character that Lindy did not like. He spoke with such arrogance earlier and that did not create a good impression of him in Lindy's eyes.
"So this is how a number 23 behave?"
Lindy noticed that the walls and floorings beared some resemblance,
"Oh this seems familiar. Hmm....Wait a minute, didn't we just pass here just now?"
Lindy shrugged, it appeared to her that something was horribly not right as their journey was a safe one so far. She felt that she had to say something to the leader.
"Beaumont, I think we have been here..."
Lindy was unable to complete her sentence as a loud clang was heard from a distant...
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[Beaumont, Lindy and Farleen - Encounter]
"Why did they send in a bunch of weaklings with me. I could easily do this mission alone!" Beaumont thought to himself. He hadn't been concentrating much, but he was attempting to make a memory map of the area and without much else had not realized he had gone in a complete circle. One of the newbies noticed this and called him out on it.
"Beaumont, I think we have been here..." Said Lindy. There was a noise that had cut Lindy off, but Beaumont didn't take any notice of that.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You've been a warrior for what--? 2 days? And you're telling me, rank 23 what to do? This is why I hate spring chickens, they think they know everything!" Beaumont wasn't nearly done shouting, he had so much more to say. He had been keeping pent up for the sake of being civilized, it wasn't long before more loud noises resonated for multiple directions. Cell doors crashed on the floor, and disfigured apparitions exited their prisons. They were surrounded by 3 weird creatures. Were these yoma or human? Or something else altogether...
"Damn it! We're surrounded now and it's your fault!" He shouted pointing at Lindy, "You amateurs better not get in my way." He concluded. drawing his swords and entering a battle stance...
OOC: I decided to make encounters for people instead of them doing it themselves. Makes it more fun. I'll let Arc and Deimos finish their encounters before I make stuff up for them.
Arc took a few steps back before charging into the door at full force, not knowing the strength of the door versus his own was a mistake as he easily smashed the door off it's hinges. The door went flying into the Yoma and smacked him in the face before falling under the force of it all. The Yoma was now under the door cursing wildly, Arc couldn't get a good reading of it's vitals and hesitated for just a second, but in that time the Yoma had kicked the door up and in a supreme reverse the door flew into Arc's face as well, veering off to the left before finally resting on the floor...
“I wasn’t wondering,” Cecily said, looking seriously at Kaiserin, she hadn't noticed she was smiling because her eyes seemed to pierce through her. “I already memorized all the names and faces of our batch of graduates. I assume you know me as well but for the sake of formality I am Cecily. I believe we’ll get along well…”
Kaiserin was relived to hear that, “Well then, shall we proceed to our assigned area?” She said walking towards the Oubliette entrance. It looked like a normal sewer lid, except it was much wider. Cecily and Kaiserin together used their strength to open it (not that it was heavy, just awkward). Looking down the pair saw nothing but despair, this was a one way entrance, and not an inviting one at that. No one would willingly go down there, most likely they were thrown in.
"This looks like the...entrance?" Kaiserin was scared, it reeked of blood and death. Without any hesitation Cecily said "Seems so." and jumped down into the pit.
"Wha--! Wow...brave..." Kaiserin was jealous of her partners bravery, she peered over the edge looking for an excuse to not go down. Without realising the edges were slippery from the blood of those who struggled to not be thrown in, Kaiserin turned, heel slipping on the blood and span around in a full circle before plummeting into the pit.
Cecily was already there, looking up anxiously for her partner, who came down ever so gracefully screaming like mad. Kaiserin wondered how much this would hurt, and how much people would laugh at her, but before completing the rest of her thoughts, she had to take notice of what she landed on. Corpses, nothing but corpses filled the pit, bones, maggoty flesh and dried blood filled the area. The placed reeked horribly, it took everything she had to not throw up all over the place. Kaiserin gagged violently as she tried to get up, slipping several times on some one's something before Cecily decided it would be a good idea to help her up.
The doorway was blocked by a wall of flesh, a lot of people had died over there, looking out at what could only be described as freedom. A weird turning sound came from the walls, it sounded like cogs in a clock tower. It wasn't long before the walls shook and came apart...
[Kaiserin and Cecily - Encounter]
"For 2 years I have spoke to god..." A weird voice spoke, the warriors couldn't determine a location though, since it seemed to come from all around "He told me the secrets of life, the secrets to power...all that I want will now be mine..."
Behind the opening walls came the sound that all Claymores were used too, a Yoma stalking it's prey. Which was strange since Claymores are the only predator that Yoma have. These one's were strange though, despite their glowing eyes and deformed faces, no yoki could be felt from these. Cecily and Kaiserin were surrounded by 4 yoki-less Yoma, who breathed heavily as they gazed ferociously at their next meal...
.: Deimos :.
He sensed the yoma the instant he stepped into the corridor. The trouble lay in figuring out which door the yoki was coming from, as the hallway was lined with half a dozen entrances. Deimos didn't have time to play peek-a-boo. He settled for smashing them in with his shoe.
"We had no orders to take care of the castle's integrity, after all."
The resounding crash of wood caving in shook the air again and again. Light spilled out and dust spun out in a cloud that veiled rotten furnishings and windows cracked with grime. None of the rooms looked to have been used in a long time.
At the very end of the hall, the last door stood. His sword hand tightened around the hilt of his blade. Finality hardened hs gaze.
"This is it. The yoki--it's coming from here."
Deimos knocked on the wood. Gently.
[Beaumont, Lindy and Farleen - Encounter]
Huge rat like creatures stood before them, one dived under the stone pavement while the other charged straight ahead while the last one blocked their only escape route. The creatures moved swiftly despite their enormous size, bearing muscles much larger and fearsome than a average yoma with overstretched claws twice in length compared to the country yoma. While they seemed to carry less intelligence than a human one thing drove them and their thirst for hunger seemed unsatiable even to the extremes of uncaring what they eat, be it humans or yoma let alone a halfling like Claymores. Colossal Blades mounted on their right arm slashed down furiously, cutting through the narrow stone walls with ease if they had to in order to hit Lindy. Even Beaumont never in his life career at Yoma hunting had encountered something that was neither yoma nor awakened being and was taken back by witnessing something new. Nevertheless there they were, in the dark corridors of the dungeon surrounded by 3 of these monstrous beings they classified as something other than Yoma. Experiments? Yes that sounded about right afterall some Alchemists had resided here conducting experiments but this?
Without giving them the leisure of thinking the monsters attacked, exhaling poisonous acidic breath the monster smashed it's fist into Lindy with his bare fist, meeting Lindy's Claymore head on. She flew back 3 meters from the collision and crashed into the stone walls, causing the wall to slightly crumble with her violent crash. The rats exerted little if no Yoki as they challenged the Claymores straight on. Beaumont's simple trial jab attack only deflected against the hard surface of the rat's skin proving to have harder armour plating than what he gave credit for earlier. Last rat spawned on top of Farleen instead of below, crashing through the stone work above her and landing with a loud screaming metal as the blade on it's right arm clashed with Farleen's Claymore with Farleen pinned down under it with great weight on top of her. She quickly regained her composure and kicked the beast hard on it's abdomen to push it back to give herself room to adjust her defensive countermeasures. These were no ordinary Yoma but monsters of questionable origin.
[Kaiserin and Cecily - Encounter]
As they came out to the light it was shown that these Yoma Kaiserin and Cecily originally thought were no Yoma at all but something completely different. They bore similarities in that they were definitely no human from the appearances they took nor were they friendly as most humans who tremble at the sight of a silver eyed with. Instead the creatures had white hair and two arms, one pair much larger and sinister than the other which vaguely resembled a Yoma's pair of arms. It wasn't that they couldn't feel any Yoki from them, but what they felt seemed so spread out and vague as if the creature had consumed a Yoma in their belly or perhaps they had intergrated a Yoma's flesh into their skin but one thing was certain and that was the undeniable stench of Yoma's blood painted all over their mouth and their hands. Whatever it was, these beings looked hungrily at the two warriors before them, savouring them with twitching arm and eyes glinting red.
2 of them immediately dashed out towards to meet their preys in a head long assault while the other two followed suit, their running speed almost exceeded the average Yoma with hind legs developed like a strong antelopes'. With overstretched arms, Kaiserin saw their arm stretching towards them with claws sharper than ordinary dirks. They both scattered just in the nick of time before the claws met their marks but barely as it grazed against their armours and claymores in their rushed parry. The second wave gave them no chance to breath let alone thing for a counter measure as they slammed against their prey just as the two warriors had landed safely from their earlier scramble to avoid the first premtive strike from the monsters. Both Cecily and Kaiserin knocked hard against the sewage walls, their uniform now wet with grime and stench that smelled just as bad as a Yoman blood. These creatures were good, quetionable whether they lacked knowledge but their basic instincts for combat has so far proven to far exceed the Yoma they've fought throughout their brief experience as a Claymore.
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"Oh god that's GROSS!" Kaiserin said as she tried to shake off the grime on her back. "What in the hell are those?" She looked at Cecily for some sort of answer, but Kaiserin knew that she probably didn't know the answers either. From the looks of them, the larger arms were more of a threat than the smaller arms, but those weren't to be underestimated at all.
Kaiserin was scared, this was on par with what she had experienced when her sister had died. She legs quivered in fear, she knew she could very easily die. "I-I can't do this...they'll kill us for sure!" Her back stung as the pain from the earlier strike. How could they do this to her? Did they know what she was?
Kaiserin hadn't even readied her blade, still paralyzed with fear she prayed that her courage would return soon...
"Well, it could have been worse that door could have actually hit me directly or the yoma could have recoved quickly and used the oppurtinuity for a surprize attack. At least that lapse in caution only caused me to lose the initiative." Arc thought as he began reassessing the situation while taking a basic ready stance with blade inbetween him and the yoma. "Okay the yoma has recovered from the stunning blow and has gotten up. Should I lead the offensive or aim for counter offensive tactics against this yoma?"
Arc scan the surrounding while keeping his main focus on the Yoma. The Yoma had it's back to window while Arc was mid room with the corpse of what turned out to be a little girl, judging by the reconisable features. The door was now position about a half step to his left and forward equally inbetween both. There distant apart was only slightly greater then the doors length.
"Hmm... based on this situation the best course would be to kick the corspe into the Yoma's face and go foward and attack favouring its left side with a downward slash targeting the neck. If the Yoma is hit with the corpse it should be stun long enought to get an instant kill. If it dodges towards me I shift the slash into a thrust targeting any open critical point. If it dodges right hope it slips on the door or the corpse sitting against the bed allowing for an easy kill. If it ducks under the corpse it is an easy kill unless, it goes foward as well. If that is the case hope the yoma doesn't escape my reach. It also may escape by falling out the window but the drop should be enought to at least, seriously injure the yoma but, most likely kill it. Any counter blow attempt by the Yoma would require it to go into one of my fatal blow scenarios. At worst I suffer minor injures or I wasted an attack for no reason and maybe in a slightly disadvantages situation." Arc planned and then quickly began putting this plan to action since it was the best plan he could think of given the situation. As Arc kick the corspes towards the yoma's face and began his dash, Arc thought, "Well, sorry for the disrespect but, at least you will get some vengence on that which took your life."
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