Fight for the Shaman King (Shaman King) Accepting

[Chadanaiy]

(( In my post? Sorry if yes... ))

[Leviathan~]

((no Celeste's....that's really kinda selfish to let us all go god-mode and then take the fight for yourself))

[Bahamut's Regent]

(I want Celeste to get injured. The only easy way to do that is for Celeste to separate herself so she's the only easy target. She's being bait. Like in HVZ (humans vs. zombies, it's like a LARP) sometimes a human/zombie will charge into an enemy group to distract them from the others, so a larger attack will work. Celeste will make an opening. I'm still thinking on how(Cause I'm drawing blanks). Please note I'm in college I have limited time to think about things, just give me a little time. And I think we new to make a new listing of Character strengths.)

[Leviathan~]

((okie dokie boss, proceed

[Leviathan~]

Bumpety bump bump bumpety bump bump look at Frosty go!!

[Chadanaiy]

((Okay, fine by me^^.))

    Pliea's black hair shifted like ink in a glass of water inside the massive bubble. It lifted and fell, sliding on her skull with every movement. "Poor dear." she said, looking with sarcastic tenderness at the stout girl facing her. "Don't you think you're overestimating yourself a bit? Isn't it kind of mean of you to take me away from such an exiting fight? Really... three elemental spirits... what a waste. If anything you are making me a coward and are filled with the illusion of your own importance. But really dear, why do you think it is I am here? since you seem so certain." She talked lightly, as if she'd been a normal elegant woman discussing the latest play or book with an equally elegant friend. Her tone was tender for the idiot and disgusting for the smarter. And, as her honey-like voice trailed on, her hands swayed around in slowed movement through the bubble, cutting into the water-like air they swam in. It was very much like the witch had had bladed extending from the tips of her fingers like two long thin pallets.

    Uzumi was surprised by the amount of air that returned to fill her chest as their threads of breath were released from the hands of the witch. Had she been that much chocked? She'd noticed that it had depended on how much impact of the explosion the person had taken and of immediate contact with Pliea but she hadn't realized how affected she herself was. Did this power somehow keep the mind from understanding its true lack of oxygen? Like shutting down the warning system? Well, now wasn't the matter. No, it mattered that one of her friends was taking an attempt at a strategy that would probably get her killed, that what was probably the most powerful shaman to walk the earth was within a perimeter of a few feet of herself, that that person had cut up another of her friend's chest up and that she couldn't do anything. Nothing, she couldn't do a thing. The list of possibilities ran through her head at a speed that confused her infuriatingly. There was nothing she should do any nothing she could do: she was truly of no use. She closed her eyes tight. No, no no... Nothing was a good idea... Think. She couldn't look away and tend to Arisu, she couldn't let Celeste dive in to her probable death, she couldn't prevent her either: it was a plan and messing with other people's plans never works. She didn't want to stay still. It was a feeling of uselessness feeding much more off of undirected anger that off of shame. Uzumi bit her lip and looked at Arisu, returning to the state of useless child. "Arisu?" she whispered, and, as she did so, she realized she could make her own plan, create her own part of the idea, be useful and not necessarily through her weapons. It immediately wiped away her anger of canalized it and made it more positive, of simply gave it motion. This lit new strength in the little girl and, suddenly, she wanted Arisu to wake up. "Arisu!" she repeated, more insistingly. Her eyes shifted down to the huge cut on the girl's body. Okay, start thinking.

((Sorry for the horrible post, really sorry also for being on so sporadically: I'm having a hard time balancing school and Internet this year...
Also, my lulz approve of your creative bump Ry XD ))

[Leviathan~]

((ikr, and ill wait for the two hate-birds to finish their quabble))

[Bahamut's Regent]

Celeste didn't respond. she stayed motionless, golden hair gently moving in a unreal wind. "the only way out is to kill me. only one of us will survive. . .you know that."

Lorcan hissed loudly. he looked both scared for his life and pissed off. "Celeste . . d*amn*d Asakura" His eyes paced back and forth between the bubble of air and the others.

[Chadanaiy]

     Pilea blinked quickly and the entire mass of her hair fell like one giant black curling tentacle on her skull. The water still moved around them. "Yes," he said flatly but what her voice meant was dry exasperation. "We battle and your friends get to run away. If you die, you are a hero and save them, even more if you manage to kill me. I'm not to sure whether you realize how pretentious that sounds, Celeste... And you also think you can maintain me in a huis clos long enough for your friends to escape to safety? Dear me..." and she sighed, closing the bottomless pits of black in their orbits. When she opened them again, they were that of a teacher trying one last exasperated time to make their student understand something simple. "Can you try something for me? You're a smart girl right? And even I you're not you probably think you are. Just try to resume the dilemma, the situation, from my point if view. Include possibilities, goals... Then if you want I can kill you. But I'd hate to let you die being so ignorant."

((Sorry, quick post. My iPod has decided it hates Internet...))

[Bahamut's Regent]

Celeste blinked,and all movement stopped. "As you are wind. I am Earth and Water. . .Strike me, then. Kill me now, or I'll come back stronger than you next time" Celeste opened her arms to the side, closing her eyes.

(eww. . .My new laptop decides that I need to manually tell it to connect to the internet sometimes.)