summertime chill // OPEN (Event)

[nosotros]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Downtown
When: June 24th, evening
Summary: Ice pixies are such jerks
Rating: PG-13

It should have been a nice balmy evening. Instead it's chilly, and only getting colder.

Throughout downtown various civilians are asleep on their feet. In some cases literally. What's more the ice pixies, little humanoid creatures that look like tiny and slightly spiny ice sculptures, are out in force, flitting about in groups of two and three and generally causing problems.

But the citizens of El Sera aren't alone. The magic stirring in the air calls out to the mages and magical boys in the city, seeking to draw them out of their homes and to the defense of the city...

(ooc: Go nuts, guys! You're free to NPC the ice pixies on your own, as I won't have time to reliably do so myself. However, I can provide prompts, IC stumbling blocks, or other tools for you to play with on request!)

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[warmgun]

[John raises a brow and smirks.]

I think most would say it's a little cold for a swim, mate. Or is there something more personal there?

[He begins walking, headed toward the water, body tensed to pull his gun into a firing stance at a moment's notice.]

I don't suppose hybrid-dragons much like the cold?

[And that invited the question of whether Ryu was cold-blooded. John thought it prudent to hold off on scientific inquiries just then, though.]

[amnesiadragon]

Some might, but I don't at all.

[He keeps his sword at the ready, prepared to attack.]

[warmgun]

[They make it midway before there's another challenge to their movement. John thinks the numbers seem thinner than what they'd seen from the air. Perhaps there are more... people like them throwing in to help.

These remaining pixies appear larger, stronger. The chunks of ice they hurl at John and Ryu from a distance are more akin to bowling balls than than the baseball-sized stuff they'd been dodging at the river.

The pixies are also smarter.]

Christ!

[John only just ducks out of the way as an ice attack comes from the side. He's been focused on what's in front of him. Stupid. More attacks come from other directions. They're being circled.

Any chance you've got something good for an area attack?

[amnesiadragon]

[There's a noticeable pause before Ryu answers, sounding slightly amazed at himself.]

... Yes.

[He braces himself to take a few ice attacks while he transforms back into hybrid form. He doesn't stop there, though - a large black dome appears over him before he busts out and releases a large laser, obliterating the nearby pixies and transforming back into hybrid form.]

[warmgun]

Jesus...

[John can't help staring. What on Earth? No. Not Earth. He's firmly convinced nothing like Ryu could have started on any form of Earth even distantly related to John's own. He resolves firmly to never piss off Ryu. Ever.

He snaps out of his stupor long enough to snipe a few of the mot distant pixies that managed to escape the blast.]

I think that worked.

[It's a moment later that the chill begins to leave the air. It's not entirely absent, but the bite has gone out of it, and the sense of something more - John's hesitant to call it magic - has dissipated.]

[amnesiadragon]

[He relaxes visibly as he transforms back, letting out a long breath.]

... Good. I'm tired of being cold.

Maybe here would be a good place to wrap it up?

[warmgun]

Can't have the man who can summon fire stuck in a blizzard for the rest of his life.

[John quirks a smile at Ryu. He has no idea how the half-dragon's powers work, but perhaps it's something like that Pokemon game one of the lads in his unit had been on about. Imagining Ryu as a Pokemon really doesn't help him keep his sobriety in the impossible situation.]

I think- Oh!

[He breaks off when he sees the door to one of the crashed cars in the street open. A man heaves himself out of seat and blinks dazedly. John's half-tempted to go over and give him a physical to make sure he's all right, but his current state of dress probably doesn't lend itself to appearing non-threatening and sane.]

Right. Might want to head somewhere that isn't going to be crowded and double-check all the pixies are gone, yeah?