Post by Vio on Mar 26, 2014 12:20:25 GMT -5
I hope this works. It should do, it's potent enough. Now gliding through the blue bubbly world of the open sea, Ffion van Pierre headed back towards the immense patchwork figure that was the Onigiri-headed Sea Cow. Her return to the Sea Train had simply been one for experimentation; bobbing up and down in the middle of the sea was no place for her to work her magic, but only time would tell the results of her chemistry. Fortunately, she had already been in possession of all the necessary ingredients, it had just been a matter of mixing them together in the correct quantities.
"Sorry, Mister Sea Cow, but I need to do this." Speaking softly and apologetically, the vampire squid mermaid now broke the surface of the endless blue once more, her mantle undulating to keep her steady as the waves tried to push her over. In her hands she held a small glass jar of off-white powder, as fine a sugar granules, one hand pressed firmly over the lid. The moment this substance hit water was the moment things would turn. Gently unscrewing the lid of the jar, Miss van Pierre waded a little closer to the snout of the Sea Cow, holding the container at the ready.
Here we go! Rapidly extending her arm, the aspiring 'alchemist' released the contents of the container, a plume of sparkling powder flying into the nostrils of the beastly bovine just as it inhaled. Bracing for the reaction, Ffion herself plunged back into the water, reddish eyes looking up from the blue into the bright world above. Several seconds passed by without effect, an expected result considering the size of the animal in question. Then it began, the twitching of the Sea Cow's nose, the expression of irritation that dominated the face of any mammal.
"Yes, it's working! I'd better get back to Samba and Olivia." Retreating a little further into the depths, Fifi began to tread water with her tentacles, a graceful movement like a ballroom dancer as she steered herself back towards Puffing Tom, 'ears' flapping gently to help her maintain her current depth. In just a minute or two, she would be back aboard the train, though she hoped that the result of her 'spell' would not derail the iron serpent.
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"Oi! Tamaru!" Making her presence more than just known, the dainty damsel stood in the doorway of the cargo carriage, fiery yellow eyes now meeting those of the revolutionary commander as he stood beside an opened crate full of straw. In his hand, Korika clutched a small object wrapped in soft white fabric, a sinister smile upon his scarred face quickly turned to an expression of disdain before he spoke.
"You!? Well, I should have guessed it would be one of your lot guarding this. What were you even thinking joining the World Government? Eh?" Attempting to sound superior, the towering figure of the commander himself loomed over the doll that stood before him. It was like mouse before a cat; a cat with reinforcements. A quick and silent signal from Tamaru guided a group of four revolutionary soldiers, surrounding the brunette from all angles, swords at the ready as they made the charge.
"At least the World Government let me do what I love to do! You just had me doing boring old recon!" Her sentence accompanied by the sounds of shattered steel and crunching bones, by the time Levante had finished her retort, her retaliation had left the four men lying on the floor with little effort having been exerted. Snapping the fourth blade clean in two with her bare hands, the girl glared at the commander as his disdain turned into an angered frown.
"You really make my stomach churn, you little brat! I'd enjoy throttling that treacherous neck of yours!" Pocketing the parcel, Korika Tamaru took a giant step closer, displaying his full height to the mercenary as she stood there looking up at him. A small smile crossed her lips before she spoke again, spreading her arms out and appearing to stand rather loosely.
"Well. Now's your chance! Give me your best punch! Send this 'little brat' flying!" Issuing her challenge plain and simple, the frustrated form of the commander accepted it, robotic arm revving to deliver. An empowered punch was soon flying towards the brunette, a clawed fist of steel impacting with her stomach; such a blow would cripple any man outright. Unfortunately for Tamaru and his efforts, his iron fist failed to make Levante flinch, a look of shock on his face matched by the mischievous grin on the mercenary's.
"Good. Now it's my turn!" Stance changing swiftly as the iron claw withdrew from her abdomen, Miss Vandella drew back her fists before unleashing a barrage of jabs to the stomach of the commander; a flurry so swift that her arms were almost invisible to the naked eye. The revolutionary soon found himself on the receiving end of a fist harder than steel, his body lifted from the floor as the 'brat' sent him reeling across the carriage and through into the next. He should just be glad I don't know much Rokushiki. Else his stomach would be full of holes.
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Emerging from the blue, Ffion van Pierre now hauled herself up through the railings of the nearest carriage, slipping onto the relative safety of Puffing Tom. Her body was now feeling tired, her muscles aching from exhaustion. The last twelve or so hours had been far more hectic than any point in her life, and they were now beginning to take their toll upon her. Still, the security that the Sea Train offered was enough for her to take a short rest and wait for Samba and Olivia. Tired enough, a momentary lapse in consciousness betrayed her the opportunity to hear the announcement, though she was soon after awoken by a loud snorting sneeze.
"Aah-TCHOOO!"
Huh? Wh-what? Oh? Startled slightly, Fifi found herself lying against the carriage as the train rattled gently. Vibrations travelling down the rails as the Sea Cow's sneezing fit began. A potent irritant, the chemical powder that the medicine girl had created was now doing its job. The stinging fumes of the reaction had now penetrated the sinuses of the sea monster, sending it into a violent fit of sneezes as it shuffled off the line in an attempt to escape the source of its affliction.
"Aah-TCHOOO!"
"TCHOOO!"
"TCHOOO!"
"Looks like it's working! Sorry I had to do that Mister Sea Cow..." Her sextet of limbs shakily supporting her, suckers holding on for dear life, Miss van Pierre peered around the side of carriage to see the results of her 'work'. The massive bulk of the bovine pushing itself backwards as sneeze after sneeze dragged it free of its world of dreams, the beast eventually collided with the battleship. The sheer bulk of the Onigiri-headed carnivore enough to knock the entire vessel, causing it to list and lean like a row boat on choppy waters. Not quite what the vampire squid mermaid had expected, but her efforts had done a lot more than she had actually realised.
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