Her Flight [semi-open]

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

Somewhere inside the vast dome of the City, Signum floated, transformed into her battle gear, eyes closed and mind reaching out to the ship for magical reactions. The presence of Stacy's mind - not magic per se, but still psychically loud - was a constant buzz, but her senses floated to smaller, brighter sparks, aided by what she held in her hands - the "Book of Darkness" that she had taken up last week. She'd been confused, then, but now that the Administration Program was back in her proper place, it was time to start filling the pages again. She'd dawdled too long on this ship, trusting 'Stacy' to keep Hayate safe (ha!), even socializing with the time-displaced Bureau mages who had been trying to stop her before all this...

She reaches out for magical reactions. People she knew - Nanoha and Testarossa (avoid at all costs), Aibghalien (noted), Hayate (...) - and others she didn't, or whom she was merely acquainted with through the Magic Department.

Ha. A Wolkenritter joining such an organization. That was possibly her least thought-out bit of subterfuge here. They had nothing to offer her, unless some bleeding hearts were willing to sacrifice mana...but that clearly wouldn't happen. No, no, it's definitely time to go back to doing this the old-fashioned way. The very old-fashioned way, since her comrades were all still in the pods.

Yes, she'd have to be careful, but the danger was worth it. To live quietly with her Master, even in this besieged cave of a starship...that was what mattered.

She focuses in on a magical signature and swoops quietly towards it, preparing a Barrier to isolate herself with the victim. Hopefully, they'd fall quickly and painlessly...

((Okay friends, reply to this post if you a) have magical powers and want to have a fight with Signum over them or b) spot Signum and want to stop her. Threads will probably take place in skewed pocket dimensions called Barriers for privacy, but these can be broken into if you like. Expect fighting! Signum isn't in the mood to talk. Further details can be found here. If you signed up to get mugged and want to do it in another post, just let me know.))

Comments

[hisfathersstaff.livejournal.com]

Negi was just doing his thing, touching his toes and stretching out for the next round of exercise. He was back to full strength after the last battle and was bright eyed, unaware of just what kind of danger he was in for.

Chamo sat to the side and Larry the Platypus offered a duck-like chitter that Negi was chuckling about. "Don't worry, I'm fine."

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

A kid. Still, the Wolkenritter had had good luck getting lots of energy from young mages back on Earth, and hopefully this one wasn't quite as insane as Nanoha or Testarossa. Although between the glasses and the mustelid, she was suddenly reminded of their sidekick...no matter.

Negi almost certainly senses the shift in the world around him as a magical Barrier closes them off from all non-mages in the immediate vicinity, unfortunately (for Negi) including that manly platypus. Shortly afterwards, a tall, long-haired woman in armor alights on the ground near him, holding a sword in her right hand and a heavy, black leather-bound book in her left. Everything about her screams "magic", but for the fact that she's armed with such an untraditional mage weapon.

She spends a few seconds considering him, hostile intent obvious, but waiting to gauge the kid's reaction time before she attacks.

[hisfathersstaff.livejournal.com]

When that barrier washed across the area, Negi's senses went into high alert as he shifted into a ready stance. Was this someone's doing? Oh. Oh yeah. It was... wait...

He peered at Signum curiously, but his guard was up. "Um... aren't you one of Vivio's friends?" The jacket reminded him of Vivio's own but it was tailored differently. The sword out was an immediate threat.

And of course, Chamo broke into his revere. "Aniki! Don't you sense the hostile energy?"

"I know that!" exclaimed Negi, clearly worried.

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

"Never met her," Signum states, though the name does ring a vague bell. Probably an acquaintance she'd made here.

At least he'd rather talk than fight. That means he's probably an easy match, but again, experience with those two TSAB kids keeps her on guard. "I'm going to say this once. I need your mana. All of it. I'm perfectly fine with doing it either the easy way or the hard way, but I'm in a hurry, so decide quickly."

[not-edd.livejournal.com]

"Of all the... why did my palace have to be all the way over on the other side of the city?" Zedd grumbled. The so-called "Emperor of Evil" had recovered from the Ohm fight and was making his way back to his fearsome palace. Normally, he'd just teleport over there, but seeing as he had no idea how that would work in a place like this, he opted for the next best thing - walking.

Took him awhile, but he was making progress. However, as he kept going, something felt wrong. Someone was approaching him. Gripping his Z-Staff in his hands, he kept going, ready for anything.

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

Zedd's next indication that something is wrong most likely comes from the pinkish blur flying over head, complete with a bladed chain-like ripcord tearing through his animated-clay bodyguards in precise, whipping movements. The blur lands behind where Zedd was standing, her chain-whip collapsing back into the form of a long sword in one hand while she holds a book in the other and notes with dissatisfaction that the putties are still moving. As one (missing an arm) shambles toward her, she kicks it where the solar plexus would be in a human, causing it to immediately dissolve.

"Oh. There's a button," she comments.

[not-edd.livejournal.com]

His predictions were correct. Someone WAS here. And that person had just taken down one of his Putties. By the way the person had snuck up, he had thought Kaya had returned to exact some sort of revenge because Billy got himself hurt. The voice when she spoke said otherwise.

"Hrn? Who the...?" Zedd uttered before turning to see who it was. "So, I guess it's come down to this, hm?" Another one of the "goody-goodies" and by the looks of things, they're probably wanting to take him in as well. "I don't know why you're here, but I am NOT going to let you do it so easily!"

The next command would have been for the Putties to attack. Instead, he watched as they collapsed and disappeared. "Hrrn...!"

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

In all honestly, with the buzz going around with the deaging, Jr. was not only happy that it wasn't contagious, but happy that he didn't end up getting affected by whatever caused it in the first place. Heavens forbid something could have happened and he wound up going back too many years. It unnerved him, the idea of his memories and mentality reverting to that of him when he was a child. He hated his upbringing enough, and reliving it was something he'd already done too many times for comfort.

He was heading through the city unsuspectingly. And though he could sometimes get a feel from others when it came to their own power levels, he wasn't really paying attention - defenses for the most part, down.

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

After announcing herself to the last two victims and getting into prolonged fights, Signum's impatience was rather outweighing her honor. If this person didn't notice the sudden change of atmosphere from the barrier, that was on him. Upon spotting her target, Signum charged downward through the air, aiming a literal flying kick at the side of this man's head.

[carrieswar.livejournal.com]

Jr. perked up, and within those couple of seconds he realized something was wrong, and something was happening. Just as Signum had made her kicking dive toward him did his head turn in her direction-- just in time to see her heading straight toward him. And he moved, just in time to avoid his head being the target, but not quickly enough to receive that kick to his chest. He stumbled back, barely managing to catch his footing in the surprise as he instinctively and instantaneously reached a hand back to grab the handle of one of his pistols. And he glared straight at the-- very angry and violent looking girl? that attacked.

"What the hell was that for?!"

[hegemonstratos.livejournal.com]

Einhart concentrated, throwing punch and kick after punch and kick as she practiced one of her katas in the middle of the city. Everything that was going on right now... well... it wasn't exactly good. She was just glad that it didn't seem like she had been affected. The last thing she needed was to start attacking Vivio like her had originally been planning before she had met the other girl...

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

Now there was something Signum hadn't seen in quite a while. She pauses for a good long while to regard this apparent Belkan martial artist from a distance. Was this just a coincidental resemblance of forms, or had Stacy pulled in someone who actually knew that old style? If the latter was the case, she was certain to have useful magic to extract...too bad Signum didn't have any more time for conversation.

Einhart, hopefully, knows the feeling of a Barrier closing around her, because that's the only warning she'll get before a pillar of flame comes tumbling at her through the air from a flying, tall, pink, possibly familiar Knight.

[hegemonstratos.livejournal.com]

Einhart blinked, feeling a barrier close around her. They weren't used particularly often on Mid-Childa, but she still remembered what it felt like from the times her ancestor had used them in the past.

And then there was the fire and Einhart was jumping back away from it... before staring up at the kinda sorta familiar form of Signum. She had seen her around ship with Hayate and the others, but she never talked to her before. "What are you doing?"

[dragonlordbight]

Once again Bight was down in the city on foot, striding through the streets of the city in his human form, the great sword that was his weapon slung across his back in its sheath. His aim for that day had been to get a small bit of practice in with the large weapon, it had been some time since he had last had to make use of it after all.

Thus there he was, striding through the streets as if he owned the place.

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

And suddenly in front of him is a pink-haired, armored woman, floating in the air holding her own sword and an obvious magical tome.

"That's a nice sword."

It should also be obvious that there is suddenly, quite improbably, no one else around at all.

[dragonlordbight]

"It has served me well many a time," He would reply calmly even as he looked up to the armored woman, that shift and sense of isolation not lost on him, a pocket dimension? Interesting.

With a confident ease Bight reached back and drew the large battle sword with a single hand, "What is it that draws you here looking for a fight?"

[stormfall-aqua.livejournal.com]

Aqua had spent a long time in the heart of darkness itself and knew when a situation felt dangerous. She'd learned to pick up on the subtle indications that an attack might happen--a change in the air pressure, a trace of magic.

She summoned her Keyblade immediately, looking around her. If she was lucky, she was only being paranoid.

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

Signum could tell right off that this woman knew what she was doing. Had her activities been noticed, or was she up against a professional?

Well, the Book wouldn't write itself, so she'd just have to be careful.

Signum darts out high over Aqua's head and lashes down with her barbed chain-whip, trying to catch the woman off guard, or at least how fast she can move that unwieldy-looking sword.

[rainfell-aqua.livejournal.com]

When Aqua realized the threat was coming from above her, there wasn't any time to throw up a barrier. Instead, she had to cartwheel out of the way, catching her ankle on the whip. She grimaced as she landed, putting weight on her good foot. She'd heal when she had a chance. Right now, she didn't want to waste time she might have to put into an attack or barrier.

"Who are you?" she demanded. "Why are you attacking?"

[for-magic.livejournal.com]

It's going to be one of those days, isn't it.

The wizard floated through the air on the way home from Celena's, at a fair clip but not in any real hurry. Things were looking up, after all. Little did he know!

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

By this point, Signum was tired and running low on cartridges. However, one person she'd had her eye on from the beginning of this hunt was finally alone, and someone Signum knew she could approach differently from the others...

As Aibghalien flies by, he'll probably notice Signum flying on a lower altitude, trying to get his attention and looking rather urgent. Well, this is rather urgent, really.

All those ranks in Sense Motive useless because he didn't think to roll.

[for-magic.livejournal.com]

Utterly oblivious to the possibility of deception, the wizard wasted no time in dropping down to her level. "Hello, Signum, what's wrong?" Even more luckily for her, he looked away from her to scan the surroundings as if something nasty and obvious was heading their way.

[potentialmagica.livejournal.com]

Kyuubey had told her back home, more than once, about her vast potential as a magical girl. How the power inside her would make her the greatest puella magi to ever exist. She would have abilities beyond imagining- she would be stronger than everyone else. The magical energy inside her would let her be able to do anything.

She couldn't deny it; as a normal, lonely girl who thought themselves worthless, an idea like that was tempting.

And now, as Madoka wanders around alone and vulnerable and lacking any sort of real means to defend herself....she idly blames herself once more for letting the opportunity slip by. What good could a normal girl, with untapped power she had no idea how to access do, let alone use, do for anyone on this ship?

[brustriese.livejournal.com]

If Signum had access to mind-reading magic, or knew Madoka, she'd be able to offer her a great deal of comfort. She could save a kind, loving girl's life with that magic, and all she'd have to do was stand there and let Signum take it.

As it is, the pink-haired woman finds herself confronting the pink-haired girl on foot, as Signum's staying on the move while attempting to rest after the heavy fighting she's been through. Her armor is off and she's temporarily back in casual clothes, and almost running into Madoka as she mentally almost trips over the feeling of strong, yet unused, magic.

Signum freezes for a second. Was this girl another mage here to ambush her before she could ambush anyone else? Hiding her presence and lurking in a back alley? Was there any other reason for such a small girl to be wandering around the City alone?

Signum's hand cautiously moves toward the sword pendant at her throat...

[potentialmagica.livejournal.com]

How sad. If Madoka, too, was capable of such communication, then there wouldn't be a problem; she'd allow Signum take this power for such a cause. And she'd do so gladly, because the only thing of Madoka's that's as great as her untapped magic is her kindness.

As it stands, it's a shy and nervous girl that smiles at Signum, completely unaware of her intentions. "O-Oh, I'm sorry, miss....I should have been watching where I was going."