Tourney Arc

[Dracos]

a couple of rats scurried across the floor, squeezing out the door cracks somehow.

Fearless Leader

[Shukuen]

"About twenty miles or so," said Leets as he put away the map. "That is assuming we don't run into trouble along the way."

Climbing the stairs leading out of the basement, Leets signaled Olguin to get ready, before he opened the door, which kept him out of the line of sight for whatever was lurking upstairs.

[Anonymous]

Remembering the heavy foot falls that had creaked ominously above them, Olguin slowly drew his katana.

"Leets, I'll handle whatever's upstairs. Try and revive Ryoko for me while I'm gone, the medkit has some smelling salts." He said, gesturing to the pack next to Miyuki's form.

With that, he slowly crept upstairs, blade and body at the ready.

[Dracos]

Olguin stepped out onto the wood floor, creaking slightly from his wait.  The door was noticiably open to the street.  Small cuts marred the large floor rug near his feet in the darkened room.

The sound of something moving above him was heard...scurrying.

Fearless leader

[Shukuen]

Leets rummaged through the pack, holding back the instinct to check for valubles and he pulled out the smelling salts and held them under Miyuki's nose.

[Bean Bandit]

Miyuki moaned quietly, her eyelids fluttering as she instinctively began to twist her head away from the foul smelling bottle...

[Anonymous]

Instincts as old as time blared warnings at Olguin, chemicals rushing through his nervous system as his body broke out in nervous sweat.

All because of being in the dark with an unknown.

Some terrible, horrible monstrosity that had no doubt slain countless of his fellow humans by now. Probably trying to get the drop on him too.

His grip on sword tightening ever so slightly as he slowly crept away from the noise. Looking around, he faintly smirked.

Who's afraid of the dark?

"Not I." He whispered, expression suddenly firming as the tip of his katana began to glow with a beautiful, but cold light.

[Bean Bandit]

Ryo-Ohki hovered in the distance, brilliant beams of blood colored plasma smashing into the Angel's AT field everytime Vengeance and the Angel burst apart, providing cover fire for Kahran's mecha.

Inside, Ryoko was intent on the viewer.

"DIE, You bastard!"

"Mya!"

[Dracos]

In the distance a churchbell rang.

A startled crow flew right outside the door, flying up through the small window of the visible area through the door.

The scurrying was again heard.

Olguin turned slowly, cautiously...

A rat's wide eyes stared at him frightened above the doorway.  It scurried along the slight white outcropping that lined the room.  It's tail twitching in fear.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

"How...droll." Olguin said, lowering his sword arm slightly. A slight quivering of the right side of the lip signaled his plan.

If any Chi or Ki adepts had been there, they would've been threated to an amazing show as an intangible wave of energy surfed through the air and into his body.

His scanner was up and ready to detect any ripples in the room. The muscles in his sword arm slightly twitched...

[Dracos]

OOC: Damn...action...suspense...Mecha...horror...WAR...gothic...

-.- bad mix.

IC:

As Olguin turned back to face the front, another movement behind him caught his eye...

It fell to the floor, lunging towards Leets.  A blackskinned humanoid figure.  From it's 'face' a gigantic tongue lashed forth tearing through the air at leets' face, snapping around his head and pulling him in, nearly snapping his neck with the monstrous strength.

Fearless leader

[Shukuen]

Leets paniced, struggling vainly against the creature's strength as it dragged him towards it's face. His hands gripped on to the "tongue" as he tried to force it off of himself.

[Anonymous]

Olguin blurred forwards, his steps loudly echoing as they slammed into the wooden ground below. Getting within range, he narrowed his eyes.

Right....

The tip of his katana glowed a brillant blue.

About....

The tiny sphere of energy on the tip faded away, a faint blue glow appearing inches in front of the entire edge of the blade.

THERE!

Viciously slashing the tongue, the edge of his katana left a blue afterimage as it cleaved through the wet muscle, freeing the boy.

[Dracos]

Screaming in pain the licker sprayed blood from it's slashed tongue, spinning to lunge at olguin.

Fearless Leader

[Anonymous]

Leaping back, Olguin's free hand glowed with bioenergy.

"...die." His whisper was drowned out as the ray of light streaked forwards, and lanced straight through the beast's head.