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High Seas Mods ([personal profile] highseasmods) wrote in [community profile] high_seas2013-12-09 12:33 pm

PIRATES vs. NAVY BATTLE LOG



December 9th finds some new arrivals to this world, the same curious phenomenon that's been occurring for the past few months.

This time, however, the Navy is prepared -- or so they think.

They've got troops stationed around the island, and ships on the water to stop any arrogant, foolhardy pirates and would-be sailors from trying to make port.

So hit them with all you've got, but they're not going down easily...
diamondlight: ([D] Are you serious!?)

[personal profile] diamondlight 2013-12-22 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Rosetta...!

[That's enough to make Rikka completely forget whatever she was supposed to be doing, instinct driving her to leap from the deck onto some of Mana's impromptu stepping stones, landing lightly before hopping forward. With her friends clear, she stomped on a piece as she landed, sending it vertical, and raising her Love Heart Arrow above her head.]

Precure... Diamond Shower!

[The sound of a tambourine rings across the sea once more, a freezing wind wrapping around the bit of hull she's perched on a curved inner edge of; this smaller piece, she can freeze more quickly, but it's still going to be a race against time. Working out the math, she pushes as much power as she can into her ice and, at the last second, drops to her stomach. Two cannonballs picked that moment to smash into the frozen wood. And while it did its job - rather than splintering and being ignored, the ice stopped the cannonballs almost dead, leaving them to glance on a lame arc into the air before dropping into the sea - it also meant Diamond was spinning on a ride she couldn't readily get off as the wood sailed through the air back toward the Alycone, the helpless girl screaming all the way.]
jadethenecromancer: (who wants a meteorite on their head)

whoops I forgot about this

[personal profile] jadethenecromancer 2014-01-01 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Once he realized what Rikka was about to do, Jade made hasty preparations for one more arte. This was going to take some more improvising.

The wind picked up, blowing hard against the piece of hull flying towards them. Jade's eyes narrowed in concentration. Just slow down the spinning, keep the wood from flipping over, move it closer until she was near enough--]


Catch her! Quickly now!
abundantlove: (Cure Heart - Determined)

[personal profile] abundantlove 2014-01-01 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
RIKKA!

[Mana's eyes were filled with fear as she screamed Rikka's - not Cure Diamond's - name, She kicked off the piece of debris she was standing on and launched herself into the air quickly, hurtling towards the other Precure's falling form...

... and slammed into her in mid-air, catching her just before they went sailing down towards the deck of the Alcyone and smacking right into the deck]
rosettawall: (Default)

[personal profile] rosettawall 2014-01-01 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Rosetta landed on the ship's deck, boots sliding across it as she skid to a halt and then immediately went sprinting back to where her teammates were hurtling back themselves.

She cursed herself as she wasn't quick enough to stop Heart before she HIT the deck, instead sliding to her knees and grabbing them to make sure they didn't fly any further.]


Heart! Diamond!

[She was supposed to protect them. Normally such a miscalculation in battle when both would clearly be fine and probably just had the wind knocked out of them wouldn't bother her so much.

However, that was before she missed being able to protect them from OTHER things in this world because she wasn't there. And now out in their first battle since her arrival, there was this.]


Are you two alright...?
diamondlight: ([D] Ugh...)

[personal profile] diamondlight 2014-01-03 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Some small part of Rikka's mind appreciates that Jade's just likely saved her life; she'd have kept going well past the Alcyone and somewhere deep into the ocean. And while she might have been able to get back to the ship or to land using her power, she'd be at heavy risk of being caught. That wouldn't be fun for anyone.

Most of her head, however, is focused on a combination of pain and fear and the unsettled feeling from having spun out of control for a little bit there. She doesn't immediately get up; the wind's been knocked out of her and everything hurts. Precure or not, she's not made for collisions with solid objects, and she's getting a harsh reminder of that.]


Mmn... I-I'm... fine...