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(Note: This thread is accessible to anyone at Duel Academy who would logically be at Osiris Red)

::For those paying some form of attention, you notice a bright light outside the Osiris Red dorm during the evening, you feel a sudden rise in heat, or possibly the sound of roaring flames.

What is happening is a punky young guy in his late teens/early 20s, wearing orange sunglasses is levitating outside, with a giant fireball floating next to him.::


DIE, ZEXAL, IN THE FLAMES OF THE ETTOSYLEIT!

::He's pulling his arm back, which causes the fireball to pull back.

This might be the opportune time to stop Osiris Red from becoming a pile of matchsticks.::

Date: 2015-09-16 12:06 am (UTC)
voluntasmachinae: (15)
From: [personal profile] voluntasmachinae
[There's a moment's hesitation from her - she was attempting to strike once, get a blow in, and reassume her cover - it's not like her to break open Armory in front of people who can see her, but when the order comes to strike, and strike now, she snaps out of it, lifting her left arm, as the air shimmers around it and reveals a black and red gauntlet.]

With pleasure.

[This is going to be unpleasant, but oh so satisfying, as she swings again for his stupid face.]

Date: 2015-09-16 12:24 am (UTC)
voluntasmachinae: (07)
From: [personal profile] voluntasmachinae
[Yeah, that's all her systems can take, she's getting the warning lights and knows the feeling when it's strained to the edge, so she jumps off, gritting her teeth and holding her arm - wait, where'd the gauntlet go? Wasn't it just there?]

I fear that's not the end of this by a long shot...! His temperatures are too unwieldy!

Date: 2015-09-16 05:36 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] unluckystar
[Desdemona retracts her vines, whichever ones haven't burned off already anyway. It hurts a hell of a lot, but she felt Kiseki's attack hit.]

Was that enough...?

Date: 2015-09-16 02:07 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] unluckystar
Are you going to stay down now or continue to drag this out further?!

[She said, desperately trying to figure out what to do if he decided on the latter.]

Date: 2015-09-16 02:58 pm (UTC)
voluntasmachinae: (13)
From: [personal profile] voluntasmachinae
[Her first thought is that she didn't prepare for this - not as who she was, and certainly not as who she -is-.

Vapor starts starts to wisp off her left arm from the elbow down as the temperature cools - the contrast between just how impossibly hot he was and the cooling temperatures putting Haruka's mind into overdrive as the second thought hits like a freight train.
]

Is he... drawing the heat of the area into himself...!?
Edited Date: 2015-09-16 02:59 pm (UTC)

Date: 2015-09-16 07:32 pm (UTC)
memoryistime: (Sadame - ... Fled Time)
From: [personal profile] memoryistime
*he's been busy trying to set up defenses around the dorm's perimeter, to hopefully block any further attempts at attacks, using monsters from his deck-- spectral looking monsters with large shields, of course.

He gives one glance over at what's happening here, and decides he may need to do a bit better. He just hopes that if anything happens, these things will be able to take it...*

Date: 2015-09-16 09:51 pm (UTC)
unluckystar: (Note to self: kill the mailman.)
From: [personal profile] unluckystar
No...much worse...

[Desdemona touches the ground and as she does, her dragon form folds into itself. But a mass of red petal-like scales remain on her arm even after she's taken her human form again.]

He's starting a Dark Game. We're already caught inside it.

Date: 2015-09-17 12:01 am (UTC)
unluckystar: Except I still shower. (I AM some kind of hippy)
From: [personal profile] unluckystar
No. I'll face you myself. You think you can step into our world from whatever dark corner you dragged yourself out of, make your proclamations and threats and get away with it?

[The scales on her arm reform into a Duel Disk she slams her disk into it.]

You stand against one who was created to purge your kind from existence, demon. I am Desdemona, the Wings of Destruction. And I won't let you leave this place alive.

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