5th Bite - The Embodiment of Scarlet Devil

[badladyscramble]

[Early Monday morning, Remilia finds a package on her doorstep. Having long since decided it's no use fretting over these things, she opens it immediately - and as realization spreads in her mind, she grins wickedly and heads for the roof. Finally, something that can go right...]

[Action - All Day Monday, Around Town]

[Throughout the day, hints of red mist start to fill the town, spreading around out from Ricardo Street. Also throughout the day, Remilia can be found walking around with her parasol or at her usual hangouts (Sakuya, Flandre and Meiling's houses), seeming a lot more upbeat than usual and grinning far more than is possibly normal. She seems very pleased with herself.]

[Action - All Day Tuesday, Around Town]

[Now the town is entirely drowned in Scarlet Mist, cutting out much of the sunlight and leaving what's left of it deep crimson. Most people can only see a few yards, but Remilia has no trouble navigating through the red cloud that covers even over the tallest houses and buildings. Delighting in her freedom from the sun, anyone in the mist might hear a delighted, wicked laughter or spot a dark shape with large, bat-like wings flitting about through the mists. Feel free to call her out, or maybe she'll stop by herself when she sees those rendered helpless or frustrated by their surroundings.]

[Phone - Tuesday Evening]

Ahh, the world's so much better painted in red! Truly, a devil's delight. Much better than the boring white of all those houses and picket fences, don't you think? But~ I'm sure there are some of you who disagree, don't you?

You're welcome to come and find me if you dare to argue - the Scarlet Devil won't refuse a fun date~ Especially from a certain red-white miko, hmm? It's going to be a fun night.

[Action - Tuesday Night, 506 Ricardo]

[And in a relatively clear patch of the mist, Remi is standing on top of the roof of her house, posing dramatically with her wings out and hands folded before her chest, awaiting the night's entertainments. The thinning mist above her paints the moon a deep red, making for quite the silhouette.]

Hmhmhm, I wonder if she'll come~

[OoC: The Scarlet Mist mini-event has begun! The details can be found here, but basically red mist will begin filling the town on Monday; by Tuesday Morning, most of the town will be so covered in red mist, you can't see more than a few feet to a few yards at most. Feel free to respond to any of the prompts or make your own posts complaining about/dealing with the red mist.

It all goes away Tuesday night at midnight, after Marisa beats the crap out of her, so for anyone who fights her, just know she's either going to win or escape since her fight against Marisa will be the last one.

You can also come fight her faithful servant, Meiling, over here, as it's a midboss's gateguard's duty to take on anyone who wants to challenge the final boss.]

Comments

[badladyscramble]

[Remilia sees it coming and easily dodges - she was one of the more nimble girls in the air from Gensokyo, and a thrown bench is hardly expert danmaku.

Her laughter rings out through the still air and she flits this way and that towards the source of the bench]

[answerer_sword]

[Bazett shifts into a fighting pose as the creature approaches.]

[badladyscramble]

So, tell me, what fool dares try to strike down my regal form?

[She stays just out of clear sight, a bat-winged silhouette in the scarlet day]

[answerer_sword]

My name is Bazett Fraga McRemitz. I am, or used to be, an Enforcer of the Mages' Association.

[She glances up at the bat-like form.]

Did you create this mist?

[badladyscramble]

And I am Remilia Scarlet, the Scarlet Devil.

I did; do you like it? It makes for quite the devilish setting.

[answerer_sword]

Why did you do it, Scarlet? To drain the life force of the residents? To cause some other sort of effect for your own sadistic pleasure?

[badladyscramble]

Hmhm, now why should I tell you that? A good hero should figure that out for herself, you know~

[answerer_sword]

I would rather that you told me, as you seem to be capable of sentience. It would be troublesome for both of us if I had to beat thjs information out of you.

[badladyscramble]

Really? I'd find it quite amusing for you to try~

[answerer_sword]

If this mist is harmless...

[Even if she doubts that it is.]

...then it would be a waste of effort to fight against you.

[She has another concern: with her vision impaired by fog, she does not know if an innocent would step into the crossfire.]

[badladyscramble]

And that would be all the more amusing to me~ I am a devil, after all.

[answerer_sword]

Is that so? You sound as if you want me to fight you.

[She closes her eyes and thinks for a bit. There is no need to hold back against a possibly malicious demon, but she still does not want to risk combat in such a public place.]

Are there any isolated places that we could use for our battle? I do not like the thought of anyone interfering in our fight.

[badladyscramble]

So you finally got the hint~?

[She giggles and considers the offer]

The park isn't very far from here. I'll lead you there... if you can keep up~

[Her form starts to fade as she flies off towards the park, flitting this way and that through the mist]

[answerer_sword]

[Bazett can barely see enough for Remilia for her to follow. However, she does manage to get to the park despite bumping into a few things on the way. She also manages to pull a streetlight out of the road and carries it along to use as an improvised weapon.]

[Once in the park, she stands, clutching her weapon, ready to attack.]

I will give you one last chance--clear this mist and I will let you go. Otherwise, I will use use force to make you clear it.

[In the worst case scenario, she would kill Remilia so the mist could clear upon the Dead Apostle's death.]

[badladyscramble]

Oh, how scary! And with such a large, brutish weapon... not very graceful at all.

[She's once more a flitting shadow around the park, trailed by her laughter]

Come now, let's play a little~

[answerer_sword]

[Bazett swings the light pole at Remilia's shadow. Seeing how she is confined to the ground, she is definitely at a disadvantage.]

[badladyscramble]

[The vampire just laughs an dodges around it]

Really now, a lady should find a more beautiful way of fighting!

[answerer_sword]

[The light pole is being swung harder and faster.]

My way of fighting is effective. I doubt you will find much to criticize once I defeat you.

[badladyscramble]

[And Remilia keeps moving, flying around her so she has to keep turning around and swinging in wider arcs]

If you defeat me~

[answerer_sword]

[Finally, Bazett decides that her current method of attack is not working. She withdraws her weapon and scribbles the berkana rune on it. It would allow her weapon to follow and hit her opponent regardless of the visual impairment.]

[When she swings the modified light pole for the first time, it almost wrenches her arms out of their sockets, given how quickly the opponent was flying and the resulting speed of pole. She has to clutch the pole tight and brace herself. However, as least now, she should be able to hit the opponent.]

[badladyscramble]

Oh, what's this? You've suddenly got better aim~

[Actually, a bit better than Remilia cares for... she dodges back to the very edge of its reach so it has a wider arc to react to, and actually has to kick off the pole a few times to dodge around it]

[answerer_sword]

[The wider arcs eventually become too much for her, and Bazett loses her balance, dropping the pole and falling on her face. However, even without her swings, the pole is still spinning around, pointing in Remilia's direction.]

Ow...

[Picking herself off the ground, she ends up running after her own weapon, trying to get a grip on it.]

[badladyscramble]

Hahaha, what a delightful little toy you've made!

[WELL, IF IT'S GONNA BE LIKE THAT, SHE'S JUST GONNA FLY AROUND THE PARK WITH THIS LIGHTPOLE CHASING AFTER HER LIKE A DOG WITH TWO BUM LEGS]

[answerer_sword]

[The scene that ensues is almost comical in nature. Bazett, following after the light pole, reaches out for it. However, whenever she gets a good grip on it, the ensuing changes in direction would be too quick for her to balance. As a result, more often than not, she would find herself falling on her face or her butt. Even worse, she is sure that her opponent must be enjoying her misery.]

[When she finally catches the pole and balances herself accordingly, she is covered mud and grass from her multiple falls. Her tie had come off and gotten lost somewhere. Her hair had gotten tangled up with some tree branches that had more likely than not been used as fetch sticks for a dog or two.]

[badladyscramble]

Hahaha, such a sight you are! Vampire hunters from you world must really have no sense of grace.

[Yes, clearly someone semi-sealed by Mayfield's powers is a great example of all vampire-hunters in a world]