the black bean massacre; action

[mongoosegrin]

[Alex shoved the stupid little bean stuck in his pocket into the dirt of one of Edel’s plants before setting off, just before the sun rose.

he’s been very careful about a single thing and careless about the rest, but he’s finally, finally done it. blood - not his - is soaking the ground near his feet, and the animal is dead and no one or no thing

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[mongoosegrin]

[with Alex’s mind closed, Fexis no longer discriminates. the man and the girl never crossed Alex’s thoughts before - they’d never even met, but that no longer matters. Fexis gives him the delight of the fight to sate and makes a sloppy mess of it all. killing its own kind was nice, but these questionable humans were a joy.

it gaily guides the body at a level trot, footfalls heavy and uneven as the black creeps up and up, but Fexis breathes on it and numbs it all. we’re not done yet.]

Battle

[saiyajinsoul]

[From several feet above and behind Alex --

-- the shrill whistle of bright blue ki - big as a baseball, safe as a live grenade - as it streaks down towards him.]

[mongoosegrin]

[with the looming and growing sensation of power, Fexis coils back around Alex's head, takes a deep inhale, and begins to expand again - a bloody, messy mockery of a hot air balloon still rooted on the ground. its back prickles and begins to solidify like its jaw, teeth everywhere, mouth wide to catch a taste of incoming power.]

[saiyajinsoul]

What the-

[His ki sense is telling him that there's only one presence, but he's looking at some kind of... animal, with certain liberal interpretations of the term, and...

Is is seriously going to eat his ki ball?]

[mongoosegrin]

[or try, at least, with that jaw practically dropping off the rest of its face. bones, schmones.

if anything, its intent is to veer this one off-course, away from the body it must hold up and keep breathing, so it snaps forward, cobra-like to do just that.]

[saiyajinsoul]

[Is that the thing Makoto saw? Was it the same thing that attacked him from behind?

No matter - he has to get Alex's tricks out of the way. Out of his palm shoot several ki balls, aimed at and around Alex. In a flash, Trunks blurs away behind the screen of ki --]

[mongoosegrin]

[Fexis' assault is halted, driven by that damnable need to defend its host; it snaps back, coiled around an arm and tugging, getting Alex to sway and back away from some, the mongoose opening its mouth for the other--

and then the force of trying to intake that power propels boy and beast away and into the dirt with a graceless skidding and thud.]

[saiyajinsoul]

[-- and reappears on the ground; he aims a low kick at them just before Alex and his thing come to a complete stop.]

[mongoosegrin]

[Alex makes a sound on impact, bouncing off the ground just slightly so with the force of the hit, falling still.

Fexis, unfazed and bodiless, coils and bristles like a cat, making a loud, sucking sound through its mouth as it bulks up and grows teeth. it lunges, still tethered by the tail, but it has no spine to keep him in constricted shape.]

[saiyajinsoul]

[He springs back, nearly stumbles -- pain's back, dizziness is back, worth it, the other's down; no time

-- catches himself, prepares to deliver a bone-breaking stomp on one of Alex's legs; the mongoose is out of sight and out of mind.]

[mongoosegrin]

[the sound Alex makes is intermixed with Fexis' own shrieks - a guttural, wild howl at the breaking. it's a sensation that triggers deeper things in the sleeping mind; the breaking of hands and all the pain before and after, doubled, tripled. Fexis need only tap into that, racing back onto, into to body and unleashing the basest instincts and fury.

both legs, broken or otherwise, spin, giving him the windmill motion and the conjuring of flails from both feet, a widening tornado of metal and noise.]

[saiyajinsoul]

[A chill runs down his spine as the foot connects. What person screams like they're not completely human?

He didn't expect the chains to reappear - he knows he broke the leg; how can he even move it - though they're not that big a surprise this round. His arms come up to block and cover his eye and chest, taking the worst of the opening slices before he leaps away.

His mind races for another plan; if limb injury won't stop the flails, will unconsciousness do the trick?]

[mongoosegrin]

[Alex flops, chest heaving with the effort it took to move. each exhale is laden with a cough or a hiccup or just an out and out sob; it hurts, it really, really hurts, and Fexis has a lot of work to do.

it reemerges and darts down the leg, dragging and flattening itself against it, squeezing to set the bone back and gnawing on it to numb it all. its head splits; the jaws continue to work and the eyes follow Trunks with a mounting distaste.

nothing was ever quite so powerful as the things it fought in Olvoski. but then again, those things were things it knew, and the unknown was always a hazard.]

[saiyajinsoul]

[He's a bit surprised, but all the same relieved, that the mad spinning just stops; he feels himself bleeding more freely again, and he can't afford to have this drag out for too long.

He rushes at Alex, almost stops at what the HELL is that thing DOING to the leg, aims the punch meant for the other's jaw at Fexis instead]

[mongoosegrin]

[through the body; Fexis laughs, splitting apart and coiling around the fist and arm, weightless vapor. it makes a slurping, sucking sound, and is then more tangible - its teeth are.

it bites.]

[saiyajinsoul]

[SHIT --

His eye(s) widen (open) in shock, as his fist harmlessly passses through the mongoose, as it splits and wraps around his arm, like a --

-- bite HARD enough to make him cry out, like some wrong version of a snake. So this is what hit (bit) him earlier...

By reflex more than rational thought he tries to grab Fexis and pry it off, the monstrosity, but all he's getting is more blood on his fingers.]