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[fortunefail]

[It hadn't taken long for Yuan to notice she was gone. Despite that he'd secured a safe place for her and Cooro to stay, she'd vanished in the chaos. Whatever personal belongings were still left in their ruined house had disappeared as well. All that was left were her last messages, etched into the wall of her room. Not that he cared much what they said.

It wasn't the work of Yazoo, or any other murderous resident he'd been trying to protect her from. It wasn't the work of one of the many demons and spirits that'd invaded the village these past few days. It was the inevitable fate that she'd met twice before. To think this happened only shortly after it literally started raining demons and Summon Spirits... Well, at least she wouldn't have to face all this destruction.

Time to let people know, then.]

[Written]

To anyone who was acquainted with Martel, she's been sent home.

[That's all he's willing to write. His message may go unnoticed in the midst of all this chaos, but at least he's fulfilled his obligation. If anyone needs him, he'll be inside the ruins of their old house. You know, the one that sank partly into a tunnel and then caught fire because of the electrical wires. Not a particularly safe place to be, but at least he won't be bothered by too many people here. That is, unless they know where to find him. There's a female summon spirit standing guard outside. Good luck getting past her.]

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[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Zoisite's going to parry those blows with that sword, lifting one hand up to throw another blast of crystals at the man. He's a fraction slower now.]

[fortunefail]

[He dodges to the side to avoid those crystals, though one of them manages to graze his side, just below the chest armor. He flinches mildly, but it still won't deter him. In fact, he'll continue moving sideways in that momentum, in an attempt to get behind Zoisite and land a good blow on the back of his head.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[ Yuan's quick. Zoisite's not weighted down by armor so his reaction time is better, but not quite good enough to dodge the blow entirely. There's a dull crack as it hits his left shoulder, and suddenly that arm isn't working so well. No matter, still in close range he lets another barrage of crystals and fire go.]

[fortunefail]

Guardian!

[The forcefield goes up swiftly, but that close range is making things troublesome. A bit of the fire got through it before it formed completely, singeing part of Yuan's cloak. He snarls and as soon as the barrage is over, he backs away to attack with magic again.]

Lightning!

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[He's ready for that this time. The blonde backflips out of strike range for that. Twice was more than enough for one day. He glances down at his less than unresponsive arm. Probably broken - but with his powers back, it wouldn't be too hard to heal it.

No matter, then. Once that lightning passes he's flying at the older man. It's swordfight time.]

[fortunefail]

[Zoisite can try all he wants, but Yuan will continue to block his sword with matching speed. He's a little impressed by how strong the blonde is without the power cap, but it's still not enough to take a Seraph down. Plus, with all his pent-up frustration, Yuan's become even more lethal than usual.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Oh anime, with your progressively stronger bad guys. Zoisite is starting to really lose momentum, but he's still fighting like a bat out of hell.]

[fortunefail]

[If you give up now he'll let you walk away without another scratch, Zoisite. If not, well, there might be some nasty consequences Yuan'll come to regret later.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Zoisite's ambition is a bad, bad thing. Coupled with that pride, there's no way in hell he's backing down. Even when the battle is so clearly lost.]

[fortunefail]

[He asked for it. The moment there's an opening, Yuan will try to land a kick directly to Zoisite's stomach. If that hits, it'll be followed by a swift punch to the blonde's face. If the kick fails, well.. Yuan will probably stagger for a second.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[Sorry man, Zoisite sans powercap is good at dodging. If he had two hands free, he'd totally be throwing crystals in your face - but he's just springing in for another stab at that stagger.]

[fortunefail]

[It's a good thing he notices that sword heading towards him just in time. Instead of dodging or blocking, he twirls slightly and reaches out to grab Zoisite's wrist with his free hand just before the blade pierces flesh. Remember that super strength of his? He's capable of breaking Zoisite's wrist if he squeezes hard enough. For now, he'll go with painful wrenching to get the man to drop that sword.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[That would totally work right off the bat if Zoisite could feel that. Instead, he struggles - before realizing what Yuan is trying to do. Even then, there's a second or two of hesitation.

Of course, once the sword is dropped, he's kicking at the man to loosen his hold. ]

[fortunefail]

[One of the kicks hits its target and will leave a nice bruise on Yuan's leg, but most of the vital parts are covered with armor, leaving any attacks there pointless. He knows he has to take advantage of the fact that Zoisite isn't shooting fire at him, so instead of releasing that wrist, he'll give it a good tug to get the man off balance. But that's not all. Still in the momentum of the tug, he moves his arm back and all around to literally fling Zoisite at the ground.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

[and then there were craters in luceti Zoisite doesn't really have time to recover with that throw. He smashes into the ground and skids a bit, the wind effectively knocked out of him.

But he's getting back up. He doesn't like doing his own dirty work. He doesn't like getting absolutely filthy, he doesn't like getting injured or the bloodstains that goes with that. But this would be almost therapeutic, if he wasn't still so furious.]

[fortunefail]

[Yuan's still in the air, glaring down at Zoisite.]

Now leave!

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

I won't.

[fortunefail]

What are you even trying to accomplish with this?

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

If you would listen you would know.

[fortunefail]

[All Yuan basically heard was "stay out of that dump", which was a ridiculous order in itself, because Zoisite can't tell him where he can or cannot go. Damn, what the hell are they even doing here? This has gone beyond pointless.

He doesn't even bother to respond. Instead, he puts his fingers to his lips to produce a sharp whistle. Celsius immediately looks up from her fight with the three youmas and backs off again.]

We're leaving.

[With that, he turns in midair and flies off. But not to safer grounds, oh no. He's heading for the mountain range, where many more summon beasts are surely roaming around. Hope you're happy now, Zoisite. Note that he's not running away, he's making a wise departure before he causes any serious damage.

Celsius glares at the youmas one last time before turning to follow.]

[nottanzanite.livejournal.com]

Yuan!

[Yuan, you're an idiot and he's not sure why he bothers. He would fly after you, but he's just going to sit back down. He's not flying off in that mess with only one working arm. His youma also can't fly, which would put him at even more of a disadvantage.]