mayfield_rpg | 5th Bite - The Embodiment of Scarlet Devil

[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.]

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[A hiss - she hasn't had to fight bouncy things since Sakuya. She dodges back away, but several of the shots pierce her wings and singe her arms. The wounds sizzle and are slow to heal.]

Oh? Then I suppose I won't!

[She dodges back further into the mist, which starts to close in around the rooftop, surrounding Django]

(Django's back on his feet, his eyes scanning the encroaching mist as it makes everything even more difficult for him to see.

He swaps a piece of his gun back to what it was before, holding the gun in one hand and drawing a sword with the other. He can't see Remilia at all, but he's turning about, trying to find her.)

[The mist now completely surrounding him, Remilia is now little more than a flitting shadow amidst the churning red.

As he's looking around, she uses that to her advantage: attacking from above, dropping straight down at him]

You're open, boy~

(Boy, is he open. He tries countering with another solar spread, but with Remi taking him by surprise like that, her attack easily connects while his own likely misses.)

[Moving around the shot, she swipes at his chest, both with her arm and her wing, more aiming to knock him off the roof than tear a chunk out of him]

(It certainly knocks him back! While he might not have fallen off the roof yet, he's still holding on to the ledge with his sword-holding hand. He's slowly pulling himself back up, but is more open than before.</small.)

[Being the monologuing villain that she is, Remi lands on the roof just above him, a vicious grin on her face as she spreads her wings out intimidatingly while looming over him]

And here we are... well, I suppose this is what a hero who can't even fly amounts to. Any parting words before the fall?

[Not that... it's a particularly deadly fall. Two stories into the hedges.]

(Django's fallen from this height before and come out of it just fine. Really, he'd land on his feet and probably climb back up to the roof.

Django looks up at her with fierce determination in his eyes.)

A hero needn't the ability to fly to rise the victor. Just the willpower to rise when they've been knocked down...to rise like the morning sun!

(And with his gun-holding hand, Django channels the fan-shaped solar spread directly at Remilia.)

[Luckily, she was expecting as much, and just dodges back enough to avoid it]

Well, then let's see you try it.

[Which is when she goes ahead and kicks his handhold off the edge of the roof]

(And down he goes...if this had been a much higher rooftop, then his plummet would've been accompanied slow motion effects and dramatic violins in the background...)

(...but aside from landing in the hedges, he walks out of it just fine.

So Django anticlimactically enters his home, walks upstairs to one of the outermost windows and pulls himself back on to the rooftop. Not stylish in the slightest, but here he is: the ~~stubborn dumbass~~ solar boy, ready to continue the fight.)

[And Remi is standing at the highest point of the roof, dramatically yawning and semi-feigning boredom.]

Such an inconvenience...

It really isn't so bad; doing all of the walking and running I do works miracles for your cardio.

(Because this somehow descended to casual conversation.)

Oh? Then I hope that means you aren't tired out yet, hero. The night's still young.

Far from; I've endured much more exhausting battles than this one. The moon may still be in the sky, but the sun will rise tomorrow!

Will it? Behind the Scarlet Mist, it's as good as never having risen at all.

[She's just going to laugh and flap her mostly-healed wings dramatically now. COME AT HER, BRO]

It will. Just as the Scarlet Mist will fade and you'll be brought to your inevitable defeat!

(Damn those healing powers! They're making things so difficult for Django. With unwavering hope, he'll try something new.

Pointing his gun at his sword, Django focuses a solar spread on his blade, making the weapon glow with the heat of sunlight. Once it is heated, Django rushes at her, ready to strike with his sword.)

We'll see about that!

[Welcoming the new challenge, Remilia lunges at him, aiming to try to get within the arc of his sword before he can hit her and slash him with her claws]

(The moon hanging high in the sky, both combatants rushing towards each other on a rooftop, aiming to deliver a crushing blow to each other...

...Since this meets almost every qualification to be a traditional samurai duel, Django swings the blade with all of his might, dashing past Remilia and holding a crouched position.

There he kneels for a moment that feels like an eternity. He grips his blade tightly...a grip that begins to weaken, losing its strength until his sword escapes his fingers. Django slumps over and falls to his side with bated breath. You got him really good, Remi.)

[Remilia chuckles, rising to her feet. There is, however, a long slash in her dress, and a shallow, but smouldering cut. Still, she's the clear victor here, and she licks the blood from her fingertips.]

Poor boy. Do try again some other time.

[Laughing, she just leaves him on the roof and flaps off into the night]

(Django tries to raise his gun to try and put up a fight, but his body gives out and his arm falls beside him; he shortly after falls unconscious from the wound.

And just for the sake of random information, Remilia just might notice a few things about Django's blood. Because he's a child of the sun AND the moon, his blood is richer than that of normal humans.

And one surprising thing Remilia might also notice: it's part vampire blood. It's strongly suppressed because of Mayfield, but yeah...it's there.)

5th Bite - The Embodiment of Scarlet Devil

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