way_of_justice: (Hehe)
Ichijou Ayane ([personal profile] way_of_justice) wrote in [community profile] testrun_box2014-01-22 08:20 am

THE MURAMASA TRAIN...took a while to get back here

[1]
[For one terrible reason or another you let Ichijou be your navigator through a city. This proves to be a fatal mistake, as within minutes you're both completely lost and have wound up in a completely different place. You're pretty damn sure that the both of you are lost.]

I think we're almost there!

[Ichijou on the other hand is in complete denial.]

[2]



[What started off as dinner in a normal restaurant has somehow turned into a Mexican standoff thanks to Ichijou picking a fight with some random drunk soldiers. The only thing between the two of you and the soldiers now is a bar counter.]

We might need a plan to get out of this.

[A bullet whizzes by.]

A good one.

[3]



[Combat! As usual Ichijou is just rushing ahead. She's surprisingly strong for a girl fighting with a weird gauntlet, she even manages to destroy some grunts in power armor. Still, she's getting in over her head and is quickly surrounded by those grunts. ]

rapid_slash: (Quick draw)

[personal profile] rapid_slash 2014-02-18 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Hrm!

[Vergil reacts appropriately, too; swiftly sheathing his weapon and preparing another strike. Desperate as his opponent is, Masamune is still much larger than Yamato and himself combined.

With that in mind, he draws again, against Masamune's swing! The humming whistle of one of the blades of Sparda resounds as it leaves its scabbard, intending to bisect the Tsurugi in a single move!]
rapid_slash: (You will not forget this devil's power)

[personal profile] rapid_slash 2014-02-18 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
This is...?

[Faced with absolute retribution, there's only one thing Vergil can do that does not involve a dreadfully long internal monologue. He taps into his demonic energy reserves...into the same blood that he inherited from his father. Part of the same potential that his brother refused to gain...]

You will not forget this devil's power...

[Against the might of an ancient weapon's JUSTICE, the strength of an ancient demon is brought to bear! Blue light erupts from his distorted form, rings of magical energy expand outward, causing the ground to crack beneath him!

For a moment, there's a glimpse of something not human. The sudden awakening of this being expels enough magical force to go against the Karmic Justice, but is it enough?]
Edited 2014-02-18 15:42 (UTC)
rapid_slash: (Angry)

[personal profile] rapid_slash 2014-02-18 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Gruh!

[Even as a demon, Vergil fares only a bit better. Because of how suddenly he had to enter Devil Trigger, he also lost his grip on Yamato.

With his magic suddenly exhausted, and his alternate form dismissed, the swordsman is left kneeling; catching his breath while the dark blade lands in close proximity to Ichijou.]

Masamune...it lives up to the tale after all.
rapid_slash: (Hair down)

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[personal profile] rapid_slash 2014-02-18 05:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[The devil, in this case, has just risen to his feet. The blade does pierce his heart, as he makes no move to fight back. The truth is, he's rather stunned by how motivated Ichijou is. It's not often that a regular human can sustain injuries like this without dying. Far rarer were individuals who could continue to move like she did.

And so...he stands there, hair in a mess, impaled by his own sword as the girl collapses from her injuries. You've literally fulfilled that mantra in this case, Ichijou.]
rapid_slash: (Calm for once)

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[personal profile] rapid_slash 2014-02-18 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[A beat later, he pulls the blade out of his chest, slicks his hair back to its usual style, and...turns around to walk, albeit slowly, away from the girl and the Tsurugi.]

...You're not the only one in need of more.

Might...controls everything.

[He doesn't know why he's not killing her right there. But there's a feeling he has that it's because in some ways, Ichijou is similar to him.



With nothing else to gain here, he sheathes his sword...and departs.]