high_seas | The End

Who: Selphie and the Spades
Where: On the Sun
When: After all that stuff going on with Ace and the following rush/chaos. And after helping Aya with 'departing'.
What: Insane Spell Killing Spree
Warnings: Violence. And a seriously messed up Selphie.
Style: Any you prefer!
Status: Closed - Spades only. (Apart from Aya, because he's dead).

There was something about the way the thunder hit Aya that was very exciting. Dropped dead. And that voice in her head, the one that had been tormenting her for days, it seemed pleased. Urging her to do more. Didn't it feel wonderful? Wasn't she one step closer to getting everything she had ever wanted? Of course it was.

The strength of the spell was such that it probably didn't go unnoticed by the crew, the light a giveaway if nothing else. But now Selphie has a taste for it, there's going to be a lot more where that came from. Selphie skipped over Aya's body like she was playing a playground game - there was no sense in wasting time to hide it if everyone else was going to end up in the same way.

Selphie made her way to her room first, gathering up her nunchaku, and then the destruction began.

Thundaga, Blizzaga, Firaga. Thunder, ice, and fire, aimed at rooms, aimed at the kitchen, and they'd be aimed immediately at anyone she caught sight of. If it moved, it was targetted. Eventually out on deck, Selphie could be found giggling as she blasted fire around her, with every intent of watching the ship, and everyone else in it, burn.

((ooc: Do what you will with Selphie - you have my permission! Though killing her will only be an option for Ikki (d'aww romance). Be warned that she will not stop using spells until she is unconscious - be that provided for her, or if she herself passes out from exhaustion. She will stop at nothing. Enjoy! And any questions just plurk me or PM me or whatever! ^^)).

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Ah, there's the source. When Selphie comes into view the imp points furiously at her before going to cower behind Chandra's leg. Clearly, it's upset. And just as clearly, Selphie is fucking crazy.

"Thatch, Yuuki, and Namur seemed to think otherwise. I'm the new girl. Chandra."

She's not taking chances, her hands are set in a defensive posture and ready to deflect hostile magic.

"Who might you be, cutie?"

"Good for you, new girl." Selphie just laughs, soft at first, and reasonably normal, until it escalates into something louder, more horrible. The voices in her head are continuing to urge her on - who was this woman, thinking she could take a place among her friend? No matter, they all needed to die.

"That's a secret!" And there is a crackle in the air as she sets a thundara spell towards her.

Oh boy. That laugh. This bitch has definitely lost her goddamn mind. AAAAAND lightning. It's not as much fun as fire, but Chandra can play that game. Her fingers wiggle and a bolt of blue-white electricity lances out into the space between them, drawing Selphie's to it. The two spells meet in a deafening crack and ground one another out.

"If you want me dead, you'll have to do better than that, cutie."

Chandra chuckles, and twists her left hand, beginning to call up shards of stone, the makings of a small golem. Better to try and disable this kid quick.

Yup, she certainly has. Selphie stood her ground, eyes widening with slight surprise at this unknown woman's magical ability. She had quite counted on that, it would seem. Far as she was aware, she was one of the most advanced magic users on board.

Her eyes narrowed at the word 'cutie'. While Selphie might not have ordinarily minded, in this frame of mind it was far from ideal. Lightning and fire clearly weren't the ways to go, so she mustered up a quick blizzara spell instead, fighting fire with ice. "Killing you isn't supposed to be cute, silly!"

"Isn't it though? These attempts at it sure as hell are!"

Chandra's right hand twitches again, throwing out an intensified gust of superheated air right at the ice. It doesn't ground it out entirely this time, but it shatters the hard chunks into crystalline shards that pepper Chandra's exposed skin rather than freezing her. Blood trickles from a myriad of tiny cuts on her hands and face, and the resulting clash of energy kicks up a cloud of mist as the ice turns to steam.

Moving slightly, she picks her way into the fog, using it as cover to continue conjuring that golem.

The sight of blood, the knowledge that she's injured this woman, that visibly excites Selphie, who started hopping from one foot to the other in anticipation. Laughing, like she was enjoying a good game, Selphie began to hop her way backwards, aware that the other woman was getting ready for some kind of attack. As hungry as she was to kill, she knew that getting killed herself wasn't a good idea.

An attack of sorts was what Chandra was setting up. The steam burned away a moment later as the young Planeswalker completed her spell, exposing the fiery redhead. Condensation poured down her face, and her hair was back to normal, though there was definitely a heat-shimmer around it even if it wasn't on fire. Clearly she was low on energy.

But beside her stood a golem that towered over both women. It's fists, orange crystals, glowed with a sullen light. The construct took a lumbering step towards Selphie and swung one hand at her like a sledge. Chandra's not trying to kill her, just...knock her out.

That thing, whatever it was, that had appeared from nowhere, it unnerved Selphie, who twitched beneath it, amazed at its size, and obviously aware that it could do quite some damage. This couldn't be a guardian force, something summoned, because that wasn't fair, she couldn't summon her own.

There was little more time to think on it though as that hand swung for her. She tried to leap to the side, but was caught by the leg and sent sliding along the wooden floor, landing crumpled by a wall, reaching out for her nunchaku, "You should learn to play fair, lady!"

Chandra stood back and let her construct work, leaning against the mast and panting while she called on her mana bonds again. This place sucked. A lot. But that didn't mean she was going to play nice.

"You're the one trying to kill me...cutie." Chandra shot back, eyes flashing. "I'm not going to let you, and neither is he."

The construct rumbled and lurched towards the girl, one stone foot stamping down on the nunchaku. It's fist raised, it waits for the mental command from it's controller.

"Give up, and let's talk.

The idea of giving up would be one Selphie ordinarily would be quite game with. This was not her idea of a good time. A little sparring for fun was one thing, or even if she was killing for work and getting paid, but not this.

Without the nunchaku, however, even possessed Selphie was taking stock of the situation. She let go of her weapon and slid across the deck, moving out of reach of the creature. "Talk?! About what? Do you have a favourite way to die?"

The golem whirled, surprisingly fast, and took another step towards Selphie, interposing itself between the two women.

"Talk about why the fuck you're trying to kill me, girl. Eternities beyond, you're off your rocker!"

So off her rocker that for some unknown reason, Selphie burst into laughter, giggling behind her free hand. She stopped for a moment as she looked up at the golem, but the chuckling started again when she reached to grab the end of her weapon, "Look! He wants to play tug o war!" Apparently, any talk of her trying to kill, or of being mad, seemed to set her off.

Chandra blinks in surprise, and decides that maybe, just maybe, this girl needs to be dealt with now. She doesn't want to, but at this point it's pretty plain she's beyond being talked down.

So, at a mental command, the golem swings a fist down at Selphie, hoping for a knockout blow she'll recover from later.

But Selphie was too concerned in getting her weapon back, and having the power over both Chandra and the golem, so she didn't notice the heavy fist moving straight for her. Possession was one thing, but the obsession with killing seemed to override the need to defend. With just one blow, Selphie fell back against the deck with a thud, completely knocked out, and therefore free of needing to kill. She would rise again soon, waking up and feeling an even keener need to kill. But not now.

As Selphie dropped, the golem moved quickly and scooped up the young woman. Chandra pointed to a hammock and had the construct deposit her there, along with her weapon. Smiling sadly, she applied a tiny bit of healing magic, the little that she knew, to the bruise and banished her construct.

"Sorry cutie," she murmured as she wandered below decks, "Not today."

The End

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