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>>125518 [X] I’ll show her how ‘bullet hell’ is done. UNLIMITED RAY SPELL WORKS!
You dive to your left, flopping gracelessly in the corn stubble at Keine’s feet as the cluster of magic projectiles blast past you. Lurching to your feet, you make a symbol with your hands and-
“No!” Keine shouts. “Don’t hurt her! It’s nonlethal!”
“I freaking know!” you yell, diving for the dirt as another dozen comets blast overhead. You cast
Haste. “It isn’t my first spell-duel!” Sanae has taken to the air, weaving and ducking in anticipation of your counter-attack. You catch sight of Keine and Cirno scrambling for distance as Sanae unleashes another attack, a proper cloud of missiles now that the bystanders are clear.
This time you’re ready, sprinting and zig-zagging through the field as bright comets blast clods of dirt into the air all around you. Your
Overland Flight spell you cast that morning is still in effect, but you move much faster while
Hasted, and your reactions are a bit better, too.
“I’m just getting started, you
bully!” Sanae shouts down at you, and sends more bright comets streaking at you, accompanied by a blitz of smaller bolts of light. You put on more speed, straining yourself to the limit as the shorn field is blasted asunder by Sanae’s ferocious attacks. For a moment you’re sorely tempted to turn the little beast into a frog; but with her currently airborne, the option is sorely closed. Instead, you come to a halt and thrust your palm forth, sending a tiny glowing bead streaking up towards Sanae.
“That can’t be all you’ve got,” Sanae says, easily dodging the single magical bead. “Take me seriously and-”
With a percussive BAM!, the
Explosive Fireball detonates, the edge of the blast catching Sanae and sending her tumbling through the air. She stabilizes just in time to duck
Melf’s Acid Arrow. “My turn,” she announces confidently, and another sweep of her stick- which you now assume to be a wand- unleashes an attack like you’ve never seen before. An explosion of energy bursts forth from Sanae in a tornadic spiral, a glowing whirlwind of destruction that expands towards you rapidly.
The cyclone of energy reaches you, their inevitable approach seeming almost sluggish as your excellent reflexes, honed by years of life-or-death combat, take over. You spot a gap developing in the expanding pattern and bolt to meet it, your feet kicking up clods of earth as the entire sky fills with Sanae’s wrath. You close the last few yards, and dive for the safe spot, your
Ring of Evasion radiating warmth as it’s magic engages, guiding your tumbling body through the storm as great showers of dirt climb into the air from detonating wind-bullets.
For a few long moments there’s no sound save the soft
whumps of dirt clods falling back to earth. The cloud of atomized dirt is blasted away with a wave of Sanae’s wand, revealing you standing upright, untouched, and very pissed off in the midst of the destruction.
“Amateur,” you sneer.
“Asshole!” retorts Sanae.
“SCREEEEEE!” screams the hippogriff.
“Whaaa!” Sanae screams in abrupt terror as the hippogriff, which you summoned a few feet to her left, charges in to attack. Catching her completely by surprise, it takes everything the green-haired girl has to evade the powerful blows of the half-ton creature’s formidable claws. You take the time to cast another spell, and finally take to the air to put yourself at Sanae’s altitude.
Above, Sanae manages to get a little distance from her hippogriff assailant, and has just drawn back her wand to atomize the beast, when you finally unleash some danmaku of your own-
Issac’s Lesser Missile Storm. Ten magical force-bolts blast from your hands towards the hapless miko. With a hippogriff on her left, and a cloud of missiles hurtling in from below, Sanae darts to the right.
The hollow-sounding
doonk! of Sanae’s head bouncing off the invisible
Wall of Force is clearly audible from across the field. She wobbles unsteadily, trying to orient herself, but the missiles are already upon her, a few blasting the Celestial hippogriff back to the dimension from whence it came, and the rest blasting into Sane, hammering her against the
Force Wall relentlessly.
The green-haired miko tumbles limply from the sky, and you dive to intercept, catching her just before she impacts the ground. You land gently, still holding a moaning Sanae in your arms. Keine and Cirno come sprinting across the smouldering field, Cirno whooping and cheering with delight.
“What the hell did you do!?” Keine says when she reaches you, leaning over to inspect Sanae. “You knocked her senseless!”
“She’s just stunned,” you object, as Sanae begins to shake off the effects, blinking blearily and looking around.
“That was
awesome,” Cirno declares avidly. “She was like
whoosh and you were like
VROOOOM and she was like ASSHOLE and you were like-”
“Cirno, hush,” Keine scolds gently. Sanae seems to come around, her bleary eyes finally focusing on you.
“... hi?” she tries uncertainly.
“I believe we’ve already exchanged salutations,” you reply deadpan.
“Uh, right. You, uh, caught me?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh... thanks?” She clutches her hands to her chest nervously, and now that she’s not trying to blast you, you notice she’s actually quite pretty, green hair or no.
“Put her down,” Keine says flatly.
“I’m not sure if she can stand just yet-”
“I’ll help her,” Keine says in clipped tones, looking at you sternly. You sigh, and gently set the miko on her feet. She sways for a moment, but finds her balance.
“Now,” Keine says, “you mind telling us why you just attacked my friend?”
“He’s
your friend?” Sanae says, surprised. “But Miss Kamishirasawa, you’re... you’re...”
“What?”
“
Nice!” Sanae exclaims.
“Yeah, um... not sure how that happened, either,” Keine admits. “But still, being a smartass isn’t reason enough to initiate danmaku. Even
if half the people in Gensyoko attack for less,” Keine says, sighing.
“But Marisa said he was a total jerk, and I shouldn’t trust him!” Sanae objects.
“What did Marisa say, exactly?”
“Well,” Sanae says, counting off on her fingers, “she said he smashed in her front door, hit her with a table, threw a pot of mushrooms at her, swiped her mini-hakkero and taunted her with it, stole a few books, and called her flat-chested.”
“Um,” you reply, rubbing the back of your head awkwardly. “I guess that would give you the wrong impression.”
“From the way you greeted me, I’d say it was the
right impression,” Sanae says, crossing her arms and pouting a bit.
“How about the way you greeted
me?” you object, offended. “Hark, art thou the knave who accosted mine lady Marisa? Have at thee!”
“You still didn’t have to say all those mean things,” Sanae says, biting her lip and looking at the ground. You can scarcely believe that the cute, pouting teen in front of you was unleashing such hellacious energies at you only minutes ago.
“Listen, I was just-”
“Whatever,” Sanae says, turning to hide her face, still examining the ground. Keine gives you a helpless look and shrugs.
Apperently your sarcastic jibes hurt Sanae more then your half-strength spells did.
[ ] Compliment Sanae’s abilities.
[ ] Compliment Sanae’s looks.
[ ]
Check out Sanae’s ass. [ ] Recant nothing!
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This is going to be a strong factor in how Sanae feels towards you for a while. Remember the gist of your earlier jibes when choosing.
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