NINE.

[failhound]

• ACTION •

[Somewhere in the city, yet another individual is slowly going out of his mind -- or at least, that's what it feels like. What's a little different (or perhaps not so different) is that Nora knows this feeling.]

... thought I told you to shut up. Not gonna listen to you. Don't gotta listen to anybody here. Don't care what you're saying

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[bubbleteatime]

[ It's not like Taiwan wants to stay outside, but her body keeps on fighting and fighting. Her dress is already stained red with blood and tattered from brawling with monsters. Should she ever receive a fatal blow, she only regains consciousness hours later. Wounds won't kill a nation so easily, after all.

She bites her lips as she crushes a wolf's skull under her heel and surprised that she stays put for that moment. Then, she notices that someone has been watching her. ]

It's you! Um, you're the strongest demon in your world, right? ... Well, even if you aren't, I-I really can't stop it on my own, and America's... so, could you ple--

[ And without warning, her body moves on its own and charges at Nora head on. ]

[failhound]

[He hadn't been sure whether or not to believe her claims either way about fighting, but Nora's thinking that he can probably make up his mind now. He's stayed out of Taiwan's way so far, watching with something like fascination and something like anticipation as she decimated everything in her path.

When she calls out to him, he finally lets himself out into the open, bristling as she rushes him.]

I don't know what you're talking about, but--!

[There's a disconnect between her demeanor and her actions that's almost creepy, and quite familiar, if he thinks about it rationally -- but he's too busy setting his feet to stop her charge and anticipating the fight.]

I'm definitely the strongest an' I'll prove it!

[bubbleteatime]

[ Panic, panic - if Nora really is what he says he is, she shouldn't challenge him now, not ever. So why aren't her legs listening!? ]

Can we please settle that later, right now you need to GET OUT OF THE WAY, DAMMIT!

[ She unwillingly closes in on Nora and attempts to punch him in the stomach. ]

[failhound]

How about you MAKE UP YOUR DAMN MIND?!

[He gets an arm in the way in time to block, but her force is unexpected for someone slighter and smaller -- it pushes him several feet back into a wall, probably bringing some bricks and sundry crumbling down on their heads just in case this wasn't already exciting enough.

That's going to leave a mark, too, but he doesn't waste time grabbing her arm and pulling her in for a solid headbutt (though if he'd been thinking, he would've probably avoided that too).]

[dueling_hearts]

[Yami is stalking around as well. This is a very exciting tag.]

[failhound]

[... So, is this a stalking train or a stalking circle?]

[dueling_hearts]

[You can walk the walk, but can you stalk the stalk? /shot

Okay so maybe Yami's just... lurking in the shadows. Watching Nora.]

[failhound]

[He... can probably feel your presence after a while when he isn't so distracted by Cerberus fucking around in his head. It's probably not terribly clear, since it's power fritz central in the city at the moment -- but it's enough.

Nora looks this way and that with his shoulders hunched and finally just flat-out shouts to the general neighborhood:]

I know you're there, dammit! Don't think I can't tell!

[Action!!]

[creepmoar]

[Are you prepared for some lightning, Nora? I surely hope so because that's what is falling down around you but not hitting you just yet.

Crackle! Snap!

Then some familiar laughter.

The lightning takes a detour and strikes a stop light nearest Nora before disappearing. Finally, Shinkohyo reveals himself with a smile]

Long time no see.

[Action!!] jump in anytime, Perona!

[failhound]

[Startled half out of his skin (he'd been all sneaky and everything! So very sneaky!), Nora lets out something like a startled yelp and pretty much falls over on his ass -- sneak attacks he's rather used to, but sudden lightning out of a clear sky? Not so much.

Not lately, anyway.]

What the fu...!

[Of course, once the voice comes in, everything snaps straight into place at the same time that he jerks to his feet -- death glare firmly in place.] YOU!! I should've known -- back for more, huh?!

[And without further preamble he runs straight in, intent on taking you out before you can summon another thunder spell or whatever the hell that was.]

[Action!!] /jumps into the pool~

[lolighostgirl]

Negative Hollow!

[So he thinks. Perona floats down behind Nora with one palm facing his back. Right when Nora charged, Perona shoots out a ghost passing through his body and away. Negative Hollows; breaks the person into depression.]

[Action!!] /wearing a floaty

[creepmoar]

Hm hm hm.

What a beautiful finish to our introduction, Perona-sama. Don't you think?

[He merely stands there, his ice cream cone crackling with the sound of electricity]

[beastoftheseal]

[He's moodily flying around, trying to get his head clear. He doesn't like any of this one bit.]

[failhound]

[Come to think of it, there's something distinctly undignified about stalking a stuffed animal, whether it talks or not -- but it's also a little challenging, keeping the small hovering thing in sight.

At the same time, Nora's debating silently whether he should throw a rock at it, fling his pitchfork (which, while excellently pointy, is also not a spear), or just out-and-out tackle it.

Decisions, indeed.

A long moment later, he settles on a compromise: a straight rush, pitchfork forward, shish Kero for dessert.]

[ridingabicycle]

[Yue's already pissed off at Nora enough, and an attempt to skewer little brother is not met well. In fact, there's no pitchfork any more, since Yue's at least managed to aim his crystals correctly - this time.]

[beastoftheseal]

[He's not be able to sense Yue's presence yet, so the sudden crystal attack makes him jump in mid-air. And then he sees Nora, too.

... well, that was close.]

Hey! What's going on?!

because clearly i dont have emough threads with you....

[gocoldturkey]

((Today isn't the greek'S day, and is quietly wandering around town with his staff laid over his shoulders, arms hung over in a sleepy fashion. A pair of cats are following, and another one is (magically) attatched to his back.))

I hate rain...

THERE WILL NEVER BE ENOUGH THREADS.

[failhound]

[Greece, what.]

--There aren't even any clouds, ya stupid...!

[Apparently the ridiculous weather statement is the last straw for Nora's tightly strung nerves, and he bursts out of hiding and lets fly a particularly jagged piece of rubble at Greece's curly head.]

Obviously im dying in a sea of fyre /hurr

[gocoldturkey]

((NAILED

AND HE'S DOWN FOR THE COUNT, LOOK AT THOSE KITTENS SCRABLE.))

............ /badumtish

[failhound]

...

[What. That was ridiculously easy.

Nora stalks over to his kill, scattering the cats with a few impatient motions of his foot, which then knocks the curly head soundly.]

If you're playing dead, it's not gonna work! And I'm gonna eat all your damn cats!