Simmone

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235246, CD: 5 (No Proc) Celeste was the first to break the ceasefire between the party and their obvious opposition. Simmone looks around and sets eyes on Nisahime, Raidou was right on track as expected. She'd managed to make it here pretty damn quick. A slink of her left hand to her right hip would seek out the handle on her gilded rapier and slowly drag it out of the hoop on her belt. A flick of her wrist would see it swipe to the left before she'd raise it up limply. Pointing the end of that blade toward her target, her stamina

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235228, CD: 10 (+8 EN) The black cat would be ripe into the fray, ready and willing to ruin Celeste's fun once again. "Still stuck on this?" the woman would ask of the red head, snapping her back to reality as she'd draw her attention away from the tiny little wave of critters. A twist of her wrist will see her grasp on her rapier become much more stiff, and a flash of purple streaks down its length. This would transition into a swift swipe in a sharp streak of violet, causing the crabs to scatter in the air like a handful of leave

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Horn of Battle +2 EN, Recovery | 235210, CD: 3 (No Proc) As the chaos would blind past her in an instant, Simmone can feel people whiz past in droves. Her party starts to scatter around their foe and she'd finally let the sword art she had primed fire. It digs in clean to an opening created by Celeste, driving the thin blade up to the handle into its upper half. It pierces just between the eyes and with precision that seems to catch something rather important. The creature curls in refusal but rather quickly its strength to resist fades, causing arms that clamber

A smack on her behind would see her turn and glare at her aggressor. "What is with you and inappropriate touching?" Simmone would scold Shiina, to no real success. It was rather common for the girl to do such things, but it didn't offer Simmone any real comfort on the matter. As Shiina would take her position and begin to offer her omnipotent support, the black cat would flick her rapier around as if signaling the cardinal system that combat was near underway. Locking eyes to the complex of shell known as Sand's Claw, the emerald green color of its thickened hide. A tiny cursor would write its

Pulling tight the ponytail strapped to the back of her head, the black haired black lotus was prepping for the coming conflict. This had become nearly a habit, and she knew what they would come to face. That damn crab, again for the umpteenth time. The cardinal system would never fail to provide the nuisance to slow them down, and the woman clearly needed this exact spot for her little travels. That left whatever group that chose to check on her that day to deal with the freshly spawned Sand's claw, who within the next few minutes would be off timer. Looking to the corner of her HUD, Simmone w

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Standard Recovery +4 EN, Hyperactive +3 EN, Recovery | 235122, CD: 6 (No Proc), Hyperactive Duration 1/3, Charge CD {2/3} Shoring up a final ounce of courage, digging deep as it continued to swell. Griswold asked her to finish it, and so did Nisahime. Even Shiina seemed to be egging her on in silence, as she loomed behind the creature that remained pinned. Another inhale sees her shaking hand stable, and with that a chime denoting her stasis had faded. Vibrant violet traced its way down the blade from its point, like water flowing down a channel. "Rest in peace." The woman would remark be

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235113, CD: 12 (+8 EN), Charge Refreshed Simmone continues her almost surgical lancing of the titan, who easily based on his stature was 16 feet tall. The icons on her HUD light up again, denoting that she was primed to attack. A high pitched whir, and a pivot around as Griswold had blocked her line of sight. To the opposed arm as the smith would wrestle the thing as best he could and keep it grounded. For good reason, if they allowed it free the fucking guy could fly. The would have no chance to actually hurt it if it was allowed to take to the sky. A

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235110, CD: 12 (+8 EN), Charge CD {2/3} Another harsh swallow with her courage building, so far so good. Turning her wrist she'd see the purple dance down the length of her saber once more. Every attack from the group was extremely practiced, premeditated and careful. If not it could get extremely out of hand rather quickly, perhaps each of them understood that. Even Shiina seemed rather calm and collected right about now, and she hardly took anything seriously. There was a static in the air, an aura of threat that made them all on edge and super cautio

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 235104, CD: 4 (No Proc) As Griswold kept the Forgotten Time King pinned, Simmone would size up how best to strike. A flash of purple darts from the tip of her rapier, beginning to whine angrily as it would confirm her intentions in a visible splash of color. Her eyes dance across her foe, and she finds her target: A single hole where the shoulder and arm connect. A single but potent thrust would see it clip in clean, not exactly the most harrowing blow but she manages to overcome the targets armor rather easily. Holding her breath, still not fully confi

With reluctance Simmone shores up her courage and starts to approach the fallen king, slowly at first. A surge of energy across her weapon would provide her a reaffirmation of her bravery, and with that sudden ode to power she'd finally decide to pull the metaphorical trigger. A wipe of her hand down its edge, before she'd provide the creature two quick stabs that would see its hitpoints take a small dip. Simmone would watch on expecting nothing to happen, feeling as though they were painfully outmatched. When the targets health actually diminishes, she is almost shocked that it worked at all.

A glance into the mist filled chamber would prove whatever conflict had begun, and somewhere in the back of Simmone's mind she was reluctant to enter. Should they even get involved after what happened to the Vanguard captain in this very room? He was on the brink of death when they found him, and here they were about to enter the belly of the beast that did it. Her hand would take to her right hip, slowly drawing the thin bladed thing into her hand. A golden almost ornamental thing that was near light as a feather. Would this even hurt it? A hard swallow and Simmone shored her courage to shiel

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234742, CD: 10 (+8 EN) "I will be alright." A bit jarred from the sudden face check of the guy, and even more addled by his show of chivalry that wasn't his common composure. Slowly trailing behind as their party would descend on their final targets like vultures. It would appear their duty here had passed and whatever the woman had sought had been claimed. With that, this place was no longer needed. A twist of her rapier up to her eyeline as she'd stare down the length of blade, seeing a build of purple trailing down its edge. The sword art does its jo

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234724, CD: 6 (No Proc) Nearly the last through the entryway, down the narrow corridor as she's greeted by a view far more peaceful then the sounds she had heard would convey. Barreling into the field as Raidou cold clocks one out into the lake, Kasumi starts wrecking shop and then gets razed by some laser and Gaius comes charging out of a tent like a raging bull. Absolutely chaos. A turn of her weapon would see her join in that cockamamie shit show, in the shape of a sudden rip forward as her rapier would carrier her into the closest target. A slow sli

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234707, CD: 8 (+8 EN) Simmone shakes her head in disapproval as Celeste starts getting way too involved in slaughtering a bunch of tiny monsters. A sharp sigh as Simmone would move to be within a foot or two of the red head. "Don't you think thats a little much? Why are you playing with your food?" she'd scold as if she was the girls mother. Celeste turns to look at the raven haired woman and her smile would fade. "I know its fun but its a little childish don't you?" Simmone would place her right hand on the womans shoulder, and make a quick swipe with

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234684, CD: 1 (No Proc) The black cat would route the tiny fleeing crustasions as she'd pose another question back to the white haired woman, cutting off their path. "If your intentions are to get us out of here, then why are you randomly traveling around? Why not work with us instead?" a quite pinpointed question as she'd twist her wrist and draw a half circle in violet through the air. Her response would come moments before her attack would trigger. "Simple, these locations hold the tools I need to do what I have outlined. You have your methods and I

*Combat Ended, Rhino's Horn Reset Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234674, CD: 5 (No Proc) The most obnoxious rules imposed upon them coupled with the answers that ended up being non-answers to questions that sought much deeper responses. "Then we find more to fight." she'd look to the others, thinking as though she'd found some loophole in the woman's given ruleset. In earnest, she'd start to scour the beach, knowing full well that a number of paltry creatins would be possible to find upon its surface. After all, they have done this who knew how many times up to this point. It wo

Simmone reaches for her right hip, drawing out the estoc that hung there. A gold colored almost ornamental thing, turned into an actual weapon. A glint of amethyst breathes to life upon its point, drawing itself down its edge until it reaches the pommel. "Promise?" The woman would goad in her spite, a sarcastic tinge to her tone. "Too good of an opportunity to pass up, so I'll bite." A pair of jabs in quick succession, punching clean into the crabs carapace with each thrust. A pirouette between them. Black ichor oozes from the wound, and a click of her fingers will see it take hold. Sand's cla

The sheer irritation on Raidou's face would be matched nearly in equal on Simmone's. She'd fought tooth and nail in the sewers, a dragon in the labyrinth and numerous beasts and crustaceans as of late. The sliver lining about having some fresh air and a change of pace was starting to grow tarnished. What was new and fresh had become stale and faded. Now when Raidou mentioned that he had found the woman again, it was with great reluctance that the black lotus would oblige and offer her aid. Mainly because she's seen what the woman was capable of dredging up, and silently she knew that if the no

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234582, CD: 3 (No Proc), Charge CD {2/3} With a moment's notice seeing the dog-like appearance fall to the snow, Simmone does not hesitate in piercing that creature's flesh. A few jabbing strikes find it burst into nothing. “Good, it's dead and it's clear that this woman doesn't want to be followed. Can we get the hell out of here?” her attention shifts to Raidou who gives a deep sign against the stormy winds. A huff of breath can be seen as he speaks and explains that they will be heading to Ugzeke. With confirmation Simmone would pull out a teleport c

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234569, CD: 10 (+8 EN), Charge Refreshed Simmone could start to feel her boots sinking a bit, the violent winds against her arms. “I did not sign up for this cold” saying as she hears what sounds like dogs and sees Celeste cut a few of them down. Seeing only a glimpse of a blue translucent animal that prey upon the group. Suddenly hearing a deeper growl from the distance. I would be clear that they were no alone in this crazy deep misted freezing area. Carefully looking around, not wanting to leave the group's side, simply put, getting lost was not on h

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234542, CD: 10 (+8 EN), Charge CD {2/3} Simmone thought that this was going to be another fight but instead it was a cake walk. “Felix would eat you alive.” Walking quickly, sinking her boots in the soggy sand. May have to make that appointment with Anton sooner rather than later. Poking the snails making a shish kabob on her rapier. “Wish I could take you home for my kitty” saying before they all pop free into little shards. Glancing toward Raidou, the man was having a stare down with the woman. Wandering what that was about, guess she would just have

Standard Recovery +4 EN, Recovery | 234531, CD: 7 (+8 EN) Knowing that it was Kasumi that just hit it because of the pink petals that fall slowly across the creature. It moves slightly toward her and Simmone’s Rapier glows before she stabs it twice quickly where she did before hoping that it would scoot the other way. Simmone did not want this thing anywhere near her, just got her suit dry cleaned and she did not want to spend more money to do it again. Anton was not cheap, would give him any excuse to gloat more, that was her job. Maybe she would make Sam do it, that girl was always goin

That man really has a way with that spear of his. Kasumi seemed to make a weak point on the things side. Walking fast, as to not miss the opportunity, pulling back her rapier like she was jousting. Piercing that small red circle of a glow twice seeing it wince back. One of many attacks that she would put in. Its pincers were starting to snap in random intervals. Simmone simply scoots back, heels digging into the sands that were now drenched from the waves. Seeing Raidou out of the corner of her eye, sparks bouncing off his weapon as he blocks the blows coming his way. Was the attacks made towa

Putting her coat on, “Are you sure you can handle taking inventory” calling out to Sam. A simple nod from the girl as she nurses a cup of coffee in both hands. These past few weeks, Sam has actually been proving to be more helpful. Not entirely sure what had changed, Simmone was just glad to have her back. It was becoming a bit overwhelming without the girl. Petting Felix for a moment who was sitting on the desk and grabbing her rapier before heading out. When Simmone walks out, Sam takes another sip of coffee, grabs a clip board and heads into the treasury. The Black Lotus was wondering why s