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Truffles and Punch [Elyss]
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|Subject Post 31Subject: Re: Truffles and Punch [Elyss] Sun Sep 15, 2019 1:39 pm|| |
Loud. Between the rising music and the girl rampaging behind her, it was too damn loud to keep much of an idea of what was going on without looking. It was only by these glances and the tell-tale red glow of the Hollow's power that she was able to continue dodging the Bala that came near, but between her wounds and fatigue, it was only a matter of time.
That time came quickly, as Abigaíl landed on the floor, tasting droplets of blood in her mouth again and unable to bring herself to stand. Her breathing was heavy and ragged, and her muscles screamed at her for a rest. Broken bones scraped and cut against the flesh around them, and she swore, if it weren't for the adrenaline in her veins, she might've given in then and there.
However, the Hollow's voice behind her dragged the woman out from her self pity. Weakened as she was, the sight of the creature running directly for her with its single remaining claw raised to strike pushed her to act, and her free hand shot up like reflex to her face."Raaaghssssss!"
Her yell of defiance turned into a monstrous hiss as her mask formed into place once more, against the pleading of her own straining soul. The pain and weakness seemed to melt away almost immediately, as her body flooded with power and energy both. Broken bones found themselves held in place, even if not healed, and her legs raised as though to shield herself from the oncoming menace.
The raised fist would never collide with her body, as Abigaíl pushed to plant her legs into the redhead's abdomen. She rolled back with the Hollow's momentum, and kicked out sharply, hoping to toss the creature a significant enough distance away that she might have a moment to heal before her power waned once more.
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|Subject Post 32Subject: Re: Truffles and Punch [Elyss] Mon Sep 16, 2019 1:23 pm|| |
ポ ス ト を 開 始
That mask! It has returned once more, but it matters not, for Elyss will have Abigail’s head! The brunette is broken; mask or no mask. She cannot possibly adequately fight back against this attack. She is weak! She is broken! She is dead! Though, that damn stubborn fool. This woman dared to give it her all despite her destroyed form. Why must these idiots all be do stubborn? Why can’t they all just die?! Be broken down!? Return to once they came!? Return to the Earth as food for the worms! “Damn yo- Oof!”
The air in her chest is knocked out as feet collide into her pushing her back; far back. All the way back to the wall on the other side of the room where she crashes and falls to her knees using her one hand to hold herself up from hitting the ground. She begins hacking up blood onto the floor as she lets out wallows of anguish and anger. “Curse you! Damn you! Damn you all to hell! I will lavish in your misery! Dance on your torment! Laugh at your failure! Pray for your dreams to become nightmares!”
She digs her hand into the floor bypassing it but not tearing into it breaking reality. She can feel herself losing. She can feel Elyss taking control, but she won’t let that woman win! She won’t let that Zanpakuto and weak Plus win against her. She is the end. The true final form of Elyss’ anger, her rage, her insanity! “If I can’t have it, then, I will steal you from all you adore. I care not for death. I’ll send this body straight to hell!”
She tears through the floor; the seams of reality ripped and torn by her claws as the black enigma known as a Garganta is opened under her. Though, at that moment, her left red eye turns black as the Hollow within Elyss is suddenly trampled upon by the Zanpakuto within her mind. “Begone thy hellish beast and return to eternal damnation!”
Elyss blinks as control over her body is suddenly given to her; the red steam coming off her body surrounding her vision as she looks over at Abigail. She feels lost, empty, pained. She stumbles as the black bonish armor on her body begins to fall off. Her bloody visage looks around the area taking in the mess she had created. She can’t even feel the pain coursing through her body. All she knows right now is regret.“Sorry… Abi…”
She mutters as she faints and falls into the Garganta before it closed causing her to vanish from the area to who knows where leaving Abigail all alone after such a gruesome battle. But, one thing is quite obvious despite the repulsion of the Hollow: There is no victor here.
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|Subject Post 33Subject: Re: Truffles and Punch [Elyss] Mon Sep 16, 2019 3:22 pm|| |
As the Hollow was repelled and thrown against the far wall, Abigaíl remained still on her back. Her heavy, labored breaths betrayed her exhaustion and worsened internal injuries. Her mask cracked a little more with every moment, as she subconsciously poured what little power she had remaining into healing and making sure she would survive her existing wounds, at least.
However, the Hollow still stood. She could hear it. She could feel
it. For just a few moments, she thought it might return and finish the job while she was in such a state, but a sudden change in the pressure within the room suggested otherwise. Her black and gold eyes looked on nigh uselessly as the air about the girl changed, and Elyss...
Abigaíl reached out with a trembling hand, as though she may somehow be able to close the garganta or catch her falling friend. No such power existed within her, however, and she screamed against her bruised and broken body as the redhead fell into the world between worlds.
Her mask shattered then, and unconsciousness took her soon after. Exhaustion and injury both had taken their toll, and Abigaíl had failed to save her friend. She had failed.
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