Scrapping With Scrap

[flamescout]

WHO: Blake Belladonna, Sailor Mars, Dr. Wily's Robots
WHAT: Raye's visit to Everglade is rudely interrupted by killer robots. Sailor Mars takes them on with a little help from a new friend.
WHEN: December 19th, 2013
WHERE: Everglade


Flames scorched the tips of the frosted grass, and there was a heavy metal crunch as another charred robot hit the ground. Sailor Mars grit her teeth, black hair swinging as she spun around to catch a would-be mechanical backstabber.

"MARS FIRE IGNITE!"

This made no sense. Where had these things come from?! This place was famous for spooks and monsters, not robot assassins. The most annoying part of all was that, in being robots, she hadn't been able to sense their vibes at all when they'd ambushed her. All she'd wanted was to pay a visit to Harry's office and see if she couldn't wait out the nasty weather in one of the sub-cities. She hadn't bothered to tell Harry she was actually coming, and now she wished she had. He'd realize she was late, if that were the case.

No soonger did the flames leave her fingers than she felt something hard slam into the small of her back. "AH!" Sailor Mars yelped, thrown off her feet and tumbling across the ground. She pushed herself up to her hands and knees, glowering. "You're going to pay for that...!"

And so would whoever it was that sent these things to Everglade in the first place!

Comments

[flamescout]

The problem with being the guardian of fire was that Sailor Mars didn't often go into battle with a plan. She just doled out everything she had, and when she found something that worked better than the rest, she plowed straight ahead with all of her strength and power.

"Darn it...!" she growled under her breath as she watched the strips of paper peel off and slide to the ground. There was no evil to be sealed; she'd kind of hoped that maybe they'd been imbued with some sort of dark energy, but no such luck. She made a three-point landing, but snapped her head around at the sound of gunfire. Were they shooting at that girl?!

To her relief, it seemed her mysterious ally was more than holding her own against these robots. That was good. Sailor Mars jumped back, twice, to give herself enough room to concentrate.

"Mars...celestial fire...!"

Her finger traced a wide circle in the air, leaving bright, glowing kanji in its wake that slowly orbited the sailor scout. She pressed her hands together, then threw them apart.

"SURROUND!"

The kanji spun fast and hot, multitudes of bright glowing discs slicing at the enemies before her. See how they liked a taste of that!

[metsandjoes]

Gambol Shroud makes its mark in the back of one of Sniper Joes' head. Completely disabling the machine. The rest of the assembled machines will split up and attempt to surround Blake. As they get closer each of the machines will raise their arm cannons up and take and fire in Blake's direction, but not directly at her. They're just trying to keep her pinned down for now.

The machine that had it's attention on Sailor Mars at the moment tried to block the numerous rings of fire with its shield. While it managed to withstand a few shots it couldn't keep up and was soon as good as scrap.

In the distance there's a loud rumbling getting closer. ...It almost sounds like a tank.

[descendsfromshadow]

The shots do a good job of that and for the moment all Blake can do is dodge and leap between them while they chewed up the ground around her. Images trailed in her wake to confuse the machines.

Her dodging only lasted a few moments though, just long enough for her to pinpoint where each of the robots were, before she strikes back. Soon, the images are mixed in with muzzle flashes as she begins returning fire at the androids.

Gambol Shroud may not have been as powerful a firearm as Crescent Rose or Ember Celicia, but she doubted these things could take more than a few shots from it each.

[flamescout]

"All right!" Sailor Mars clenched a fist, smiling triumphantly. About time she managed to take some of these robotic dweebs out.

Hearing the increased sound of gunfire, she whirled around to see the black-haired girl leaping and dodging with an acrobat's grace, trying to avoid the sprays of bullets while lashing out with a weapon Mars had never seen before.

Tch! Cowardly robots, ganging up on her like that. Sailor Mars pulled her hands back, gathering her fiery energy. "Hey you!" she shouted. "Heads up, incoming!" A shame she didn't actually know the girl's name, but introductions could wait. For now, she was hurling her flames at the ring of Joes to make an opening for Blake.