nextgen_misc (nextgen_misc) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2009-08-30 18:12:00

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aridis, asleif, halbjorn, inactive - ohu amane, marlow, npc - wonder man, plot-"the encroaching darkness", svalin, sydney ashcroft, team - defenders, zoey ashcroft

Demons To The Left of Me, Undead to the Right, Here I Am Stuck In the Middle With You
The sun was starting to sink on the Western horizon and into the Pacific Ocean as another day was ending. A few miles south of 1800 Palos Verdes Drive the ground erupted in a spray of dirt. One by one soldiers came forth from the ground. Some were Spartans, some were Roman legionnaires, and some were Norsemen. A total of three thousand eventually stood in the dying light. They moved into formation and started marching.

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nextgen_misc
2009-09-04 09:06 pm UTC (link)

She snatches the longspear from the warrior, able to use it as a lance and horseman's spear to keep herself out of reach of most of her enemies. The Roman legionnaires quickly begin forming into ranks, presenting their shields and getting spears up, while their slingers form lines.
The ranks begin to separate and bowmen form up - on one hand, this just got much more dangerous for Svalin, on the other hand, she's used their typical tactics against them, and the lot stops for the moment to focus on driving her off, buying the others time.

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shield_maiden
2009-09-04 10:40 pm UTC (link)

Svalin brought Tryggvi around and steered him toward the middle. The legion and the phalanx were stopped for the moment and were too heavily armed to attack with just a spear.

Svalin opted for the Norsemen in the middle. They were the greatest threat at the moment and being in the middle of them might just help prevent arrows from flying toward her.

When Tryggvi was close enough to the ground, she jumped off and had the spear in motion.

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	nextgen_misc 2009-09-04 10:46 pm UTC (link)
	The undead are fearless. Without thought or hesitation, they rush in, almost seeming like the first to arrive wants to impale himself on her spear to render it useless so the others can swarm. They're not the quickest of foes, but they remember how to fight, and they remain utterly relentless as the Norsemen try to close around her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	shield_maiden 2009-09-04 10:49 pm UTC (link)
	Svalin impaled the first man on her spear and grabbed his weapon which just happened to be an axe. Much better weapon to fight with in her book. She smiled as she swung the axe in a very controlled motion at the next man to reach her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_misc 2009-09-04 10:58 pm UTC (link)
	The man falls, headless, not even bothering to defend himself. The next lunges, presenting a target of himself, as more try to close around her, a few grabbing for her weapon or weapon arm, others for her shield, trying to bury her in numbers. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	shield_maiden 2009-09-04 11:05 pm UTC (link)
	The axe felt as natural as a sword and Svalin used precise strikes to chop hands and arms trying to grab her. Her feet were in constant motion as she slowly moved in a circle to keep the numbers from pressing in on her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	nextgen_misc 2009-09-04 11:09 pm UTC (link)
	The dead howl in frustration as the quick axe strokes remove limbs. They finally draw blades, and Roman spearmen begin to fill in around them as best they can coordinate. Speartips jab at her over shoulders and between ranks as swords and axes rain down in imprecise but impassioned strikes. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	shield_maiden 2009-09-04 11:36 pm UTC (link)
	The swords and spear tips hit, but scratch and rip the leather armor she wore. The strikes that did make it through the thick leather only scratch her. Svalin swung the axe in a wide circle, shattering the wooden shafts of spears and when she finished her circle, she ripped a shield from the hands of a shaggy Norseman. She then used it to smash his face. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

nextgen_misc
2009-09-04 11:39 pm UTC (link)

The man falls back into the ranks, nose broken, blackish blood streaming down his face. The spears withdraw, new ranks forming up, slow, but orderly and precise, in contrast to the Norsemen, who meet her ferocity with their own. Even removal of limbs only slows them, those who still have their heads and most of their torso continue surging forward, slashing at her with the sharp edges of bone where hands were removed, while others still with weapons surge forward over their fellows to continue their maddened assault.

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shield_maiden
2009-09-05 12:07 am UTC (link)

Svalin kept moving. Standing still was certain death and she did not plan on dying today. The shield help deflect some of the blows, but swords and spears still ripped into leather and cut flesh.

"Art the children safe?" she asked into comms as the axe found targets and her shield blocked strikes. While this was a fight to be put into song, it would be a losing one. They needed defensible ground.

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	sydney_ashcroft 2009-09-07 10:22 am UTC (link)
	"The children are safe," Syd said over the comms. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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