'Still fighting!' She says. 'Give me a-!' Suddenly, there's an explosion in the distance. You can see Homura flying through the air, a trail of smoke behind her and a spray of blood above. She looks badly hurt, and her back looks shredded.
Your eyes widen.
[x] Get Akane a Grief Seed. Now.
You see Akane running...but you need to get to her first. "Come on! We have to go, now!"
Kyouko nods, and you both start moving. Akane's just leaping, before you shout. "Akane!" You shout.
"The fuck do you want from me?!" She clenches her teeth.
"Just take this!" You take a Grief Seed out, and you toss it at her. She stops and catches it, and just stares at you.
[x] Talk to... [x]Akane -[x] We'll hold her in place! Just use the seed!
"Just use the damn seed." You say. "Look, we'll hold her. Just use the seed!" You then turn to run before she can say anything more. She looks angry as you leave...before she just puts the seed against her Soul Gem. You see her sighing a little in relief as you charge.
[x] Rush towards the figure. Boost over her head, summon whipsword and wrap her up.
When you get closer, the figure has stopped looking light blue. Her hair is still the same kind of sky-blue color, one that makes yours look dark in comparison. It's so light as to be almost white, and her dress shimmers with a light rainbow. She stares at you, as you bring out a whip.
Before it even hits, it slams against a barrier of air. Your eyes widen as it compresses, and on reflex, you set it to explode.
'Don't-!' Homura says, pained...before the explosion is sent out in a disk. The ground beneath her is crushed, and the girl just stares at you as soon as you land. She stands still...and you can take her all in. She's slender, almost unhealthily so. Her neck is long and her hair is unkempt and wild. Her eyes are narrow and her gaze is cold...and her lips are chapped and bleeding. She seems to have a slight sideways curve to her spin, and you can see from her ankles that she's slightly bow-legged.
She looks at you quietly, as the wind blows by her face.
"...Hello." She says. "...I take it that the others are dead, aren't they?" She stares.
[OPTION SELECT]
[] Talk to her.
[] The time for talking ended when her group attacked.
On the topic of Moid's FF-Work, I found My Ordinary Middle-School Stalker to be funny. It's on my Favorites list.
... You won't yell out in Rage at my mention of this one right?
Still think we should've waited on Homura for more info. Going in with nothing was just stupid. A critfail there could have ended with Homura nuking us with mortar because we didn't coordinate with her.
Huh. No obvious weapon on her person, still somehow able to block explosions with "A Barrier of Air". I think we're dealing with a pure 'mage' type here rather than the standard 'magical warrior' of Magical Girl.
I'm thinking she's got major wind control and most, if not all ranged/explosion based attacks will be countered. We'll have to wait and see how that theory pans out though.
[x] "Yeah, that's right." [x] The time for talking ended when her group attacked. And when she crippled Homura. [x]'Kyouko! Get Homura out of here.' [x]Advance on her, shield first. Do not boost. Just move forwards with the shield.
You gulp. "I...yes." You take a step forwards. "They're dead."
She pauses for a moment...then a smile creeps onto her face. "...You were hesitant. Not used to it, are you?"
[x] The time for talking ended when her group attacked.
You raise both your sword and shield, and she just walks towards you quietly. "That's perfectly alright." She says. "I can understand it..." She sighs. "All things considered, they needed a rest. Some kind of end. I don't think we would have lasted long as a group...lord knows I wouldn't." She stares. "...And on another note...nice armor." She smiles. "That blue and gold combination is perfect. The red's a bit garish, though." She seems somewhat delirious.
"What in the..." You shake your head. "Nevermind." You grip your sword. "I'm done talking."
She pauses again...before she brings a hand out. "...If that's the case...then I guess that I am, too." A sword that's twice as long as she is tall forms in her hand. It looks like a windsail, with a blade that's detached from the handle. She raises it above her head. "Goodbye."