7TH ♫ | they sparkle and shine in the distance

[torya]

SUPER SONICO ☆ COSMOGRAPHIA TEST RUN POST

"claire isn't this just exactly the same as your other--" sshhhhhhh

basically an open rp post with a TWIST - this is basically a test run for Sonico at cosmographia so threads in this post take place with the assumption that they're happening in that jamjar setting! THIS IS BASICALLY A FREE-FOR-ALL come at me with assumed cr, brand new meetings, WHATEVER GETS THE CREATIVE JUICES FLOWING, Y'ALL
 

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[fourleafcleaver]

[You know what sucks? Monsters suck.

This one's almost a centipede, if centipedes were half the size of buildings and also if they had, like, fifteen goddamn lizard heads; they've caught it just outside the city, fortunately for its residents, but the open fields don't exactly provide a whole lot of cover.

Clover's combat tactics have always been a little more "hit it 'til it stops moving" than anything though so whatever.

Too bad there's a WHOLE LOT OF SHIT MOVING HERE]

Watch it! [That yell comes right before she plunges her axe in the neck of the head snapping at Sonico from behind—it isn't a hard enough whack to decapitate it, but it does get the beast to turn its attention to Clover instead.

She hits the ground, rolls out of the way, swings the axe in the air to keep another head away from her as she tries to find her footing.] Seriously?!

[torya]

[ she's been in Waverly Bay long enough that she's had to fight monsters before, but it never stops being terrifying

no matter how much she tries to keep in mind that dying isn't really dying, that as long as her gem stays whole and uncracked there isn't an injury in the world that can stop her, her heart still rides in her throat the entire time and the fact of the matter is that she doesn't know what she's doing. which is why it's such a good thing that Clover apparently does. Or at least that she has a passing idea.

she just barely manages to keep a shriek off her tongue once the other girl intervenes and she staggers back, only just keeping hold of the naginata in her hands. just because she can summon it doesn't mean she has any idea how to use it, so when she makes her own attempt at a rescue, it's rather haphazard and really just amounts to swinging the bladed end in the direction of this whatever the hell this monster is ]

St--stay away from her! Don't you dare h--hurt her!

[fourleafcleaver]

[The head swivels away from Clover—she comes to her feet in a leap, takes the half-moment of distraction to focus energy to her hands, through her fingertips; her weapon is as much a part of her as her gem—

the axe's blade, twice as long now, cleaves clean through the beat's nearest neck.]

Eat it, ugly!

[She scrambles back to regroup beside Sonico despite her boast, though, staggering a little under the weight of her weapon. It takes a lot of effort to shout over the bullshit centipede hydra's pained howling, but Clover has more than the vocal power necessary.] One down! I'll make a distraction, take out one of the stragglers!

[Instead of waiting for confirmation like a reasonable human being, she shrinks the axe back down and leaps straight at the monster, swinging and jumping and attracting all the attention she can manage, just barely fending off fangs; being small and quick and feisty makes her hard to catch.]

[torya]

[ in the split second she has to think between hearing Clover call out to her and needing to move, Sonico finds herself deeply envious of the other girl's confidence. she doesn't know if it's bravado or if Clover really is that fearless, but either way, she'd like to at least pretend to be that brave.

As it stands, she can't give Clover a proper response -- all she can do is give a little squeak that's less an affirmation than it is just an involuntary little exclamation of how completely out of her depth she is.

and then Clover actually starts with her distraction and Sonico lets out a shriek. ]

C--Clover-chan, wait!

[ her grip tightens on the naginata, so hard that it hurts, and she charges forward on boneless legs, swinging the blade wildly through the air in the desperate hope that she might hit something before Clover gets hurt. ]